“Blame security, Déjà,” Dr. Halsey replied, gesturing absently at the AI’s holographic projectionfloating above her desk. “ONI’s precautions here are becoming increasingly ridiculous.”
Dr. Halsey threw her coat over the back of an antique armchair before settling behind her desk. Shesighed, and for the thousandth time, wished she had a window.
The private office was located deep underground, inside the “Omega Wing” of the super-secure ONIfacility, codenamed simply CASTLE.
Castle was a massive complex, two thousand meters below the granite2 protection of the HighlandMountains—bombproof, well defended, and impenetrable.
The security had its drawbacks, she was forced to admit. Every morning she descended3 into the secretlabyrinth, passed through a dozen security checkpoints, and submitted to a barrage4 of retina, voice,fingerprint, and brainwave ID scans.
ONI had buried her here years ago when her funding had been shunted to higher profile projects. Allother personnel had been transferred to other operations, and her access to classified materials had beenseverely restricted. Even shadowy ONI was squeamish about her experiments.
That’s all changed—thanks to the Covenant5, she thought. The SPARTAN6 project—unpopular with theAdmiralty, and the scientific community—had proven most effective. Her Spartans7 had proventhemselves time after time in countless8 ground engagements.
When the Spartans started racking up successes, the Admiralty’s reticence9 vanished. Her meager10 budgethad mushroomed overnight. They had offered her a corner office in the prestigious11 Olympic Tower atFLEETCOM HQ.
She had, of course, declined. Now the brass12 and VIPs that wanted to see her had to spend half the dayjust getting through the security barriers to her lair13. She relished14 the irony—her banishment15 had becomea bureaucratic16 weapon.
But none of that really mattered. It was just a means to an end for Dr. Halsey . . . a means to gettingProject MJOLNIR back on track.
She reached for her coffee cup and knocked a stack of papers off her desk. They fell, scattered17 onto thefloor, and she didn’t bother to retrieve18 them. She examined the mud-brown dregs in the bottom of themug; it was several days old.
The office of the most important scientist in the military was not the antiseptic clean-room environmentmost people expected. Classified files and papers littered the floor. The holographic projector19 overheadpainted the ceiling with a field of stars. Rich maple20 paneling covered the walls and hanging there wereframed photographs of her SPARTAN IIs, receiving awards, and the plethora21 of articles about them thatappeared when the Admiralty had made the project public three years ago.
They had been called the UNSC’s “super soldiers.” The military brass had assured her that the boost tomorale was worth the compromised security.
At first she had protested. But ironically, the publicity22 had proved convenient. With all the attention onthe Spartans’ heroics, no one had thought to question their true purpose—or their origin. If the truth evercame to light—abducted children, replaced by fast-grown clones; the risky23, experimental surgeries andbiochemical augmentations—public opinion would turn against the SPARTAN project overnight.
The recent events at Sigma Octanus had given the Spartans and MJOLNIR the final push it needed toenter its final operational phase.
She slipped on her glasses and called up the files from yesterday’s debriefing24; the ONI computer systemonce again confirmed her retinal scan and voiceprint.
IDENTITY CONFIRMED. UNAUTHORIZED ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE UNIT DETECTED.
ACCESS DENIED.
Damn. ONI grew more paranoid by the day.
“Déjà,” she said with a frustrated25 sigh. “The spooks are nervous. I need to power you down, or ONIwon’t give me access to the files.”
“Of course, Doctor,” Déjà replied calmly.
Halsey keyed the power-down sequence on her desktop26 terminal, sending Déjà into standby mode. This,she thought, is Ackerson’s work, the bastard27. She had fought tooth and nail to keep Déjà free from theprogramming shackles28 ONI demanded . . . and this was their petty revenge.
She scowled29 impatiently until the computer system finally spit out the data she’d requested. The tinyprojectors in the frames of her glasses beamed the data directly to her retina.
Her eyes darted30 back and forth31 rapidly, as if she had entered REM sleep, as she scanned thedocumentation from the debriefing. Finally she removed her glasses and tossed them carelessly on thedesk, a sardonic32 smirk33 on her face.
The overarching conclusion of the finest military experts on the debriefing committee: ONI didn’t havea clue as to what the Covenant were doing on Sigma Octanus IV.
They had learned only four solid facts from the entire operation. First, the Covenant had gone toconsiderable trouble to obtain a single mineral specimen34. Second, the pattern of inclusions in thatigneous rock sample matched the signal that had been sent—and intercepted36 by theIroquois . Third, thelow entropy of the pattern indicated that it was not random37. And fourth, and most important, UNSCtranslation software couldn’t match this pattern to any known Covenant dialect.
Her personal conclusions? Either the alien artifact was from a precursor38 to the present Covenantsociety . . . or it was from another, as yet undiscovered, alien culture.
When she had dropped that little bombshell of a speculation39 in the debriefing room yesterday, the ONIspecialists had gone scrambling40 for cover. Especially that arrogant41 ass1, Colonel Ackerson, she thoughtwith a cruel smile.
The brass was not happy with either possibility. If it was old Covenant technology, it indicated they stillknew virtually nothing about the Covenant culture. Twenty years of intensive study and trillions ofdollars of research and they barely even understood the alien’s caste system.
And if it was the latter possibility, an artifact of another alien race . . . that could be even moreproblematic. Colonel Ackerson and some of the brass had immediately considered the logistics offighting two alien enemies at once. Utterly42 ridiculous. They couldn’t even fight one. The UNSC couldnever hope to survive a war on two fronts.
She pinched the bridge of her nose. Despite the grim conclusions, there was a silver lining43 in all this.
After the meeting, a new mandate44 had become the official secret policy of Fleet Command’s SpecialOperations Command—the parent organization for Naval45 Special Warfare46, the Spartans’ service branch.
ONI had new marching orders: to step up funding of Intel and reconnaissance missions by an order ofmagnitude. Small stealth ships were to be deployed47 to search remote systems and find where theCovenant were based.
And Dr. Halsey had finally received the green light to unleash48 MJOLNIR.
She had mixed feelings about it. The truth be told, she always had.
It would be the culmination49 of her life’s greatest work. She knew the risks—like spinning a roulettewheel, it was long odds50, but the payoff was potentially huge.
It meant victory against the Covenant . . . or the death of all her Spartans.
The holographic crystals overhead warmed and Cortana appeared, sitting cross-legged on Dr. Halsey’sdesk—actually she sat hovering51 a centimeter off the table’s edge.
Cortana was slender. The hue52 of her skin varied53 from navy blue to lavender, depending on her mood andthe ambient lighting54. Her “hair” was cropped short. Her face had a hard angular beauty. Lines of codeflickered up and down her luminous55 body. And if Dr. Halsey viewed her from the right angle, she couldcatch a glimpse of the skeletal structure inside her ghostly form.
“Good morning, Dr. Halsey,” Cortana said. “I’ve read the committee’s report—”
“—which was classified as Top Secret, Eyes Only.”
“Hmm . . . ” Cortana mused56. “I must have overlooked that.” She hopped57 off the desk and circled aroundDr. Halsey once.
Cortana had been programmed with ONI’s best insurgency58 software, as well as the determination to usethose code-cracking skills. While this had been necessary for her mission, when she grew bored, shecaused chaos59 with ONI’s own security measures . . . and she often grew bored.
“I assume you have examined the classified data brought back from Sigma Octanus Four?” Halsey asked.
“I might have seen that somewhere,” Cortana said matter-of-factly.
“Your analysis and conclusions?”
“There is much more evidence to consider than the data in the committee’s files.” She looked off intospace as if reading something.
“Oh?”
“Forty years ago a geological survey team on Sigma Octanus Four found several igneous35 rocks withsimilar—though not identical—anomalous compositions. UNSC geologists60 believe that these sampleswere introduced onto the planet via meteorite61 impacts—they typically are found in long-eroded impactcraters on the planet surface. Isotopic63 dating of the site place those impact craters62 at present minus sixtythousand years—” Cortana paused as a hint of a smile played across her holographic features. “—thoughthat figure may be inaccurate64 due to human error, of course.”
“Of course,” Dr. Halsey replied dryly.
“I have also, um . . . coordinated65 with UNSC’s astrophysics department and discovered some interestingbits archived in their long-range observational databases. There is a black hole located approximatelyforty thousand light-years from the Sigma Octanus System. An extremely powerful pulse-lasertransmission back-scattered the matter in the accretion66 disk—essentially trapped this signal as thismatter accelerated toward the speed of light. From our perspective, according to special relativity, thisessentially froze the residue67 of this information on the event horizon.”
“I’ll take your word for it,” Dr. Halsey said.
“This ‘frozen signal’ contains information that matches the sample from Sigma Octanus Four.” Cortanasighed and her shoulders slumped68. “Unfortunately, all my attempts at translating the code have failed . . .
so far.”
“Your conclusions, Cortana?” Dr. Halsey reminded her.
“Insufficient data for complete analysis, Doctor.”
“Hypothesize.”
Cortana bit her lower lip. “There are two possibilities. The data originates from the Covenant or anotheralien race.” She frowned. “If it’s another alien species, the Covenant probably wants these artifacts toscavenge their technology. Either conclusion opens several new opportunities for the NavSpecWep—”
“I am aware of that,” Dr. Halsey said, raising her hand. If she allowed the AI to continue, Cortana wouldtalk all day. “One of those opportunities is Project MJOLNIR.”
Cortana spun69 around and her eyes widened. “They approved the final phase?”
“Is it possible, Cortana,” Dr. Halsey replied, amused, “that I know something you don’t?”
Cortana wrinkled her brow in frustration70, then smoothed her features to their normal placid71 state. “Isuppose that is a remote possibility. If you’d like, I can calculate those odds.”
“No, thank you, Cortana,” Halsey replied.
Cortana reminded Dr. Halsey of herself when she had been an adolescent: smarter than her parents,always reading, talking, learning, and eager to share her knowledge with anyone who would listen.
Of course, there was a very good reason why Cortana reminded Dr. Halsey of herself.
Cortana was a “smart” AI, an advanced artificial construct. Actually, the termssmart anddumb as appliedto AIs, were misleading; all AIs were extraordinarily72 intelligent. But Cortana was special.
So-called dumb AIs were engineered to function only were misleading; within set limits of theirdynamic memory-processing matrix. They were brilliant within their fields of expertise73, but werelacking in “creativity.” Déjà, for example, was a “dumb” AI—incredibly useful, but limited.
Smart AIs like Cortana, however, had no limits on their dynamic memory-processor matrix. Knowledgeand creativity could grow unchecked.
She would pay a price for her genius, however. Such growth eventually led to self-interference. Cortanawould one day literally74 start thinking too much at the expense of her normal functions. It was as if ahuman were to think with so much of his brain that he stopped sending impulses to his heart and lungs.
Like all the other smart AIs that Dr. Halsey had worked with over the years, Cortana would effectively“die” after an operational life of seven years.
But Cortana’s mind was unique among all the other AIs Dr. Halsey had encountered. An AI’s matrixwas created by sending electrical bursts through the neural75 pathways of a human brain. Those pathwayswere then replicated76 in a superconducting nano-assemblage. The technique destroyed the original humantissue, so they could only be obtained from a suitable candidate that had already died. Cortana, however,had to have the best mind available. The success of her mission and the lives of the Spartans woulddepend on it.
At Dr. Halsey’s insistence77, ONI had arranged to have her own brain carefully cloned and her memoriesflash-transferred to the receptacle organs. Only one of the twenty cloned brains survived the process.
Cortana had literally sprung from Dr. Halsey’s mind, like Athena from the head of Zeus.
So, in a way, Cortanawas Dr. Halsey.
Cortana straightened, her face eager. “When does the MJOLNIR armor become fully78 operational. Whendo I go?”
“Soon. There are a few final modifications79 that need to be made in the systems.”
Cortana leaped to her “feet,” turned her back to Dr. Halsey, and examined the photographs on the wall.
She brushed her fingertips over the glass surfaces. “Which one will be mine?”
“Which one do you want?”
She immediately gravitated to the picture in the center of Dr. Halsey’s collection. It showed a handsomeman standing80 at attention as Admiral Stanforth pinned the UNSC Legion of Honor upon his chest—achest that already overflowed81 with citations82.
Cortana framed her fingers around the man’s face. “He’s so serious,” she murmured. “Thoughtful eyes,though. Attractive in a primitive83 animal sort of way, don’t you think, Doctor?”
Dr. Halsey blushed. Apparently84, shedid think so. Cortana’s thoughts mirrored many of her own, onlyunchecked by normal military and social protocol85.
“Perhaps it would be best if you picked another—”
Cortana turned to face Dr. Halsey and cocked an eyebrow86, mock stern. “Youasked me which one Iwanted. . . .”
“It was a question, Cortana. I did not give you carte blanche to select your ‘carrier.’ There arecompatibility issues to consider.”
Cortana blinked. “His neural patterns are in sync with my mine within two percent. With the newinterface we’ll be installing, that should fall well within tolerable limits. In fact—” Her gaze drifted andthe symbols along her body brightened and flashed. “—I have just developed a custom interface87 bufferthat will match us within zero point zero eight one percent. You won’t find a better match among theothers.
“In fact,” she added coyly, “I can guarantee it.”
“I see,” Dr. Halsey said. She pushed away from her desk, stood, and paced.
Why was she hesitating? The matchwas superb. But was Cortana’s predilection88 for Spartan 117 a resultof him being Dr. Halsey’s favorite? And did it matter? Who better to protect him?
Dr. Halsey walked over to the picture. “He was awarded this Legion of Honor medallion because hedove into a bunker of Covenant soldiers. He took out twenty by himself and saved a platoon of Marineswho were pinned down by a stationary89 energy weapon emplacement. I’ve read the report, but I’m stillnot sure how he managed to do it.”
She turned to Cortana and stared into her odd translucent90 eyes. “You’ve read his CSV?”
“I’m reading it again right now.”
“Then you know he is neither the smartest nor the fastest nor the strongest of the Spartans. But he is thebravest—and quite possibly the luckiest. And in my opinion, he is the best.”
“Yes,” Cortana whispered. “I concur91 with your analysis, Doctor.” She drifted closer.
“Could you sacrifice him if you had to? If it meant completing the mission?” Dr. Halsey asked quietly.
“Could you watch him die?”
Cortana halted and the processing symbols racing92 across her skin froze midcalculation.
“My priority Alpha order is to complete this mission,” she replied emotionlessly. “The Spartans’ safetyas well as mine is a Beta-level priority command.”
“Good.” Dr. Halsey returned to her desk and sat down. “Then you can have him.”
Cortana smiled and blazed with brilliant electricity.
“Now,” Dr. Halsey said, and tapped on her desk to regain93 Cortana’s attention. “Show me your pick ofour ship candidates for the mission.”
Cortana opened her hand. In her palm there was a tiny model of a Halcyon-class UNSC cruiser.
“ThePillar of Autumn,” Cortana said.
Dr. Halsey leaned back and crossed her arms. Modern USNC cruisers were rare in the fleet. Only ahandful of the impressive warships94 remained . . . and those were being pulled back to bolster95 the defenseof the Inner Colonies. This junk-heap, however, was not one of these ships.
“ThePillar of Autumn is forty-three years old,” Cortana said. “Halcyon-class ships were the smallestvessel ever to receive the cruiser designation. It is approximately one-third the tonnage of the Marathonclasscruiser currently in service.
“Halcyon-class ships were pulled from long-term storage—they were designated to be scrapped96, in fact.
TheAutumn was refit in 2550, to serve in the current conflict near Zeta Doradus. Their Mark Two fusionengines supply a tenth of the power of modern reactors97. Their armor is light by current standards.
Weapon refits have upgraded their offensive capabilities98 with a single Magnetic Acceleration99 Cannonand six Archer100 missile pods.
“The only noteworthy design feature of this ship is the frame.” Cortana reached down and pulled off theskin of the holographic model as if it were a glove. “The structural101 system was designed by a Dr. RobertMcLees—cofounder of the Reyes-McLees Shipyards over Mars—in 2510. It was, at the time, deemedunnecessarily overmassed and costly102 due to series of cross-bracings and interstitial honeycombs. Thedesign was subsequently dropped from all further production models. Halcyon-class ships, however,have a reputation for being virtually indestructible. Reports indicate these ships being operational evenafter sustaining breaches103 to all compartments104 and losing ninety percent of their armor.”
“Their duty record?” Dr. Halsey asked.
“Substandard,” Cortana replied. “They are slow and ineffective in offensive combat. They are somewhatof a joke within the fleet.”
“Perfect,” Dr. Halsey said. “I concur with your final selection recommendation. We will start the refitoperations at once.”
“All we need now,” Cortana said, “is a Captain and crew.”
“Ah yes, the Captain.” Dr. Halsey slid on her glasses. “I have the perfect man for the job. He’s a tacticalgenius. I’ll forward you his CSV, and you can see for yourself.” She transferred the file to Cortana.
Cortana smiled, but it quickly faded. “His maneuvers105 at Sigma Octanus Four were performed without anonboard AI?”
“His ship left dock without an AI for technical reasons. I believe he has no compunctions about workingwith computers. In fact, it was one of the first refit requests he put in for theIroquois .”
Cortana did not look convinced.
“Besides, he has the most important qualification for this job,” Dr. Halsey said. “The man can keep asecret.”
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