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Log 7

Halo

     It was early, like ass crack of dawn early. People weren't supposed to up at this time, the only ones who were up were some stragglers or try hards. I walked around the link room, and ended up in the center of the room. Odd, somebody was still logged in. They were logged in under the name C. Hodges. I looked behind me, on my sides, and at the door before I sat down in the chair. I knew I wasn't supposed to be doing this, but my interest was peaked. Everything was neatly and I mean neatly organized, whoever's account this was seemed to me a little bit of a neat freak.

     There were documents dating back to 2124, a little over 30 years ago, looks like when the Pandora program was just starting to lift off of the ground. Pandora program developments, scientific research and documentations of things I couldn't understand, and developments of this C. Hodges woman herself. I found a voice recording, its date marked being 14/3/2125. Doing one more check to make sure nobody was anywhere close by, I clicked play on the recording,

(Recording starts)

This is voice log 103, it's currently 2100 hours on the 14th of March. I fucked up, Selfridge was right I got comfortable and now I'm being struck down because of it. I didn't intend for this to happen, but it happened! I'm pregnant, the test just came back. I don't want to be a mom, but they won't be able to put in cryo so I can go back to earth, that will take almost 6 years. As we found out from a very unfortunate experiment, which my underlings are still holding over my head, we can't put babies in cryo. They can't go into Cryo till the age of 10 or 11, any younger and they suffer major brain damage which can lead to death or just straight up death. The father doesn't want me to abort the little parasite, and I can't put the thing in cryo until it's at least 10 years old. I have to tell Selfridge, is this going to put the project at a holt? Yes, is this going to get me in trouble with Selfridge despite the fact that I'm calling all of the shots, and keeping everything running smoothly? Yes, and why? Because it's in the name, he's insufferable! But also because people think he's the one calling all of the shots and I'm one of his subordinates.

Jesus Christ! This is the reason why I became a scientist and came to an alien planet! I don't want to be a mother, the little fucking pests do nothing but suck the fucking life out of you! But I gotta keep up the act, I'm gonna have the kid, pretend to love and care for him, and keep up the act of the lovely little scientist trying to make a difference. God this is so fucking exhausting, I'm 20 years old, running a multimillion dollar operation, people think I'm just a scientist, and now I have to pretend to be caring mother to parasite that I never fucking wanted! Oh god come on Hodges get it together!

*indistinct chatter in the background*

Shit, people are just getting to their bunks! This is C. Hodges signing off!

(Recording ends)

     Well there's a whole lot to unpack there! I took a second to process why was just said on that recording, so apparently whoever this Hodges woman was really didn't like children! I kept looking through the files and found another voice recording. It was in the last file documented on the account, it was dated 13/2/2135. It was the very last thing on the file, but still it was something. I did another take to make sure nobody was there and pressed play. 

(Recording starts)

This voice log 273, the time is currently 0400 hours on the 13th of February. The little parasite just turned 10 a few days ago, which means he's clear to go back to earth. The only problem is Selfridge wants me to go with him, to be a nice supporting mother. He said I would come back about a year after the jump back to earth and for the time being he would take over the running of the program. The parasite's father died the of his son's birthday, arrow to the heart. The parasite still thinks I care for him and love him, so on that front I'm doing a good job. I have one last thing to do to before I leave. We already know that we can't put babies in cryo, but we can put embryos in cryo. I already had it cleared through doctors, and just to keep the act up I had it "cleared" through Selfridge. I took a sample of the fathers DNA before he died, a sample of my DNA, and a small sample of the blood of the natives here and made an embryo. When we land on earth one of the doctors on board will plant the embryo in my uterus. This will essentially make the ideal human, hopefully capable of withstanding more than the average person because of Na'vi DNA.

The whole goal of this is to ensure that I would have a safeguard in case something happened. The alternative is that the child finds out about the avatar project and decides to join which still is an A+ for me. This whole experiment contradicts my very clearly recorded notes of distain toward children, but this! This right here is Science, we successfully made an embryo of what is basically a superhuman! It will have much more denser bone structure, less likely to illness, hopefully less likely to succumb to the gas on this planet, and have the strength of 3 army dogs combined! This is a breakthrough, I really think is gonna...

(Somebody in the background, slightly muffled)

Ro! Come on the ship is getting ready to leave...

(Back to Hodges)

That's my queue! This is Hodges signing off for the last time.

(Recording ends)

     A human embryo modified to be stronger? Man that is science, and a little ironic too. Karl always described me as being stronger than the average man, he said that if I wanted to I could be a Marine, or Air Force, or just Military. I chuckled a little bit, cracking a small smile. Suddenly coming from behind me, I heard voices coming down the hall. I bolted up from my seat, and ran to hide behind a wall. As the two people came closer their voices became clearer. "-aritch, I don't care how you do it! Just get it done! I already have enough on my plate right now." 

     It was my mom, talking to Quaritch. "Rodri, you know I can't do that. It's wasteful and what you're asking is fucked up even by my standards!" He said, it didn't seem like the Quaritch who I knew a 2 days ago. He sounded scared, and unsure. As for my mother? She sounded like she was trying to make a point, or give an order. "I don't care how to do it, just fucking do it and get it done!" She said, man she sure sounded scary! I can't imagine what she looks like face to face right now. 

     "Fine, but you're really twisting my arm here." Quaritch said, walking back down the hall he came from. Mom sighed, but soon settled into a state of panic. "Shit! I knew I shouldn't have left this logged in!" She noticed the monitor! Her urgent clicking kind of gave me an idea. She would for sure hear me running back down the hallway, which would give me away, why not just make it look like I just woke up? I shook my body out, and walked out from the wall, fake yawning. "Morning." I said, sounding pretty convincing. 

     This seemed to startle her, but it fucking worked! She bought the act. "Morning sweetie! It's kind of early isn't it?" She asked, she seems on edge, like she was caught doing something she wasn't supposed to be doing. "Couldn't sleep, what's that?" I asked, pointing the monitor which from my perspective was backwards now. "Oh it's nothing, just some old files that Selfridge asked me to look over. It's an abandoned account, the poor woman died a few decades ago." I nodded in reply, pretending as if I hadn't just snooped through the entire account. 

     "Oh, cool! I'm gonna go outside for a bit, just some fresh air you know?" I asked, grabbing a mask off the wall. She nodded, seeming to be done with my presence. The odd, but it's early and we're both tired. Just grab your stupid mask, and go for you stupid walk outside Halo. You have to do later, just clear your head and a let your mind roam free.