Mebius' BE Intro

Disclaimer: The story below contains some language and BE. If you don't know what BE is, you shouldn't be reading this.

"Come on, Mebius! Keep pushing! Go past your limit!"
I hear a call that my superior beckoned to me while doing my laps on the training ground, having already tired myself out from the morning laps that they forced me to do, but I can't dishonor them. I must push myself for my country.

My name is Mebius, and I'm a Spartan. Special arms personnel trained and maintained by the Marines of the USA. We are trained to be killers, but only for the freedom of mankind. Funny to think about me, a woman Spartan, fighting for "mankind", but I guess gender shouldn't be any issue. If one wants to fight for their country and possibly die doing so, they may fight regardless of gender. As for me, I only joined because of my past.


It was a bleak and dark past for me, all filled with violence and chaos, and having me at the young age of thirteen see my parents slaughtered by an alien race only known as "The Covenant". I don't know why, but the alien attackers didn't seem interested in killing me, so I was spared, but to only be taken in by a Captain of a Marine force that later showed up after the butchering of my parents. He was a very courageous man, always fighting for the freedom that the U.S. is always proud of, which made feel like I truly found a new Fatherly figure to watch over me as I grew up.

At the age of 18, I decided to join the Marines, but after basic training has finished for me, the Captain that raised me as his own daughter, fell ill and had to be discharged from the Marines. With a worry look on my face, I quickly ran back home after the transport dropped me off at my "father's" house to later find out that he already died from the illness. Ever since then, I've decided to walk in my newly atoned father's steps and try all I can to become as courageous as him. After a quick test for the Spartan Project, I was accepted to be one of the front-liners in a large and speculating war against The Covenant. This was the perfect chance for revenge.


"You mind if I take a break for a minute? You really did kill me on the last few laps you made me do this morning." I asked my Captain, and he agreed with a chuckle.

"Okay, but make it quick. You should know we're still in a war and I hate to have you slack off during the fight." The Captain told me as I walked back to my tent for a quick rest. "I know, sir. No need to remind me…"
While inside my tent, I laid onto the shack for a quick nap to rest my body from the intense workout that comes with the Spartan Project package. Perhaps I wished that I didn't ace the test protocol so I could be just a normal Marine, only fighting for my cause. But perhaps it was destiny for me to become a Spartan, a highly-trained soldier with only one thing on my mind: Victory.

I open my eyes to see it's already nightfall. Confused, I quickly got up to see why the Captain didn't come in to wake for the other portion of the training, but after emerging from my tent, I can see that the training base was under attack by none other than The Covenant.
I ran out, trying all I can to dodge all incoming attacks from their aircraft's missiles, trying to find my Captain and my platoon to get us suited up for battle, but then a Covenant Elite jumped out from the barracks tent, pulling out what seems to look like a beam sword. Eyeing the alien's sword, I quickly ran to the barracks entrance, barley getting hit by his sword which felt like it was almost inches away from my back.

When I entered the barracks, I found some SMGs and a few magazine rounds. I grabbed them and armed myself to shoot the Elite that are now in front of me, still holding his sword. "Prepare to die, you despicable creature!" I yelled out to the Elite in front of me, with my SMG blazing out bullets, but all that happen was I took out his shield as he quickly activated his cloaking ability. I had a feeling he ran away, but I had to vigilant and watch my surroundings. I grabbed some basic Marine armor and stepped out of the tent, but only to see my Captain on the ground, a few feet away from me with blood pouring out of his body

"Captain!" I yelled in a sadden yelp to him as a dashed to his aid, but it was too late. The cloaked Elite were already in front of me, holding up one of his plasma weapons. A cleaver way to trick someone, and I was oblivious to see the ploy. A blast of various plasma shots came out towards me, hitting me right on my chest. The pain was excruciating, blood started coming out, but it seems that I was lucky enough to not see my end.

When the Elite walked over to me, lying on the ground and in pain from his plasma shots, I already knew he was ready to finish me off, but I hear a bullet fly to this area and a splatter of purple and blue liquid fills the air and the Elite falls down to the ground beside the Captain. I know what that was; it was a sniper of an EVAC team that was called. Perhaps someone from my platoon called them when shots were fired at this training base.

Still lying on the ground, I hear footsteps pounding on the ground and I tried to stand up, holding my hand on the wound, which is embarrassingly on my breasts when the EVAC sniper comes to my aid. "Are you okay, soldier? We just got a call that this base was being under attack and we came as fast as we can. We must hurry and escape." The sniper attempted to say to me, but I had a hard time hearing anything. My head was ringing from all of the noise and the wound on my chest was still hurting and bleeding very badly, so I really didn't have the motive to respond. I just placed my arm on the sniper's shoulder as he helped onto a ship.

"Mebius, are you okay?"

I hear a feint voice around me, but I wasn't clear on where it was coming from, or who it was. "Ugh…still hurts…" I moaned out of my mouth, but didn't seem that I couldn't focus on my speech from all of the pain and from me phasing out from the attack. "Please Mebius. You need to fight the pain." The voice said to me, but it was all echoed as I tried to fight the pain, then everything became clear.

I noticed that I'm on a ship, in the medical bay resting on one of the shacks. "Oh, thank goodness. I was afraid we were going to lose you." Said the voice with a relieving sigh, then I finally recognized as one of the doctors in the medical bay. "What happened after the attack? All I can remember was getting hit by those plasma guns…and the Elite…" I asked the doctor, but then the thought of the Captain came into my mind. "The Captain! Is he alive?"

The doctor looked down on the floor with a glum look on her face. "He…didn't make it, but that's not the reason why I tried to wake you up." Said the doctor after pulling out a piece of paper, holding it in her hands with a confused look on her face after reading the text.

"I woke you up to tell you what happened to you after you came aboard this ship. Your wound as you may have noticed, is now completely healed, which is strange to me since you were basically on your deathbed when I checked up on you a few hours ago." The doctor said to me with a puzzled look on her face. "What do you mean? Did something happen to me?" I asked the doctor with intention, but then my chest started hurting with a dull achy pain. After the pain stopped, I noticed something strange about my breasts. They seemed to be…a bit bigger than before.

"Are you okay? You were clenching your chest as if you were having a heart attack." The doctor said to me with a worried tone of voice. "My breasts…they just grew bigger…" I said under my breath to the doctor, but she didn't catch what I told her. "Pardon? Did you say something about your….breasts?" She asked me, making sure she was clarifying what I said.

"Yeah, I think they just grew a cup bigger after this pain I had on my chest." I said to the doctor with a confused tone of voice and she started to explain to me about what happened to me after the attack.

"When you got onto this ship, I noticed you that you were one of the Spartan soldiers, so then I immediately started working on you to make sure you didn't die. After leaving you to rest for a bit, I came back to see that your wound was completely healed, as if you weren't even shot at all. Even the burnt skin is completely healed. After my brief pacing around trying to figure out what was going on with your body, I did a few tests on your cell structure to see if the plasma did any radiation to your body. It seems to me that the cells in your body have been modified due to the plasma you took to your chest, which might have triggered the spontaneous growth of your breasts."

It was a lot to take account for since I never wanted anything like this, not even when I was younger. With a pleading look on my face, I quickly asked the doctor, "Is there anyways that I can get rid of this? I can't have my breasts be growing while I'm in battle. It would halt my progress on becoming a true Spartan."

It seemed she was a bit hesitant on answering my plea, but then she sighed and said, "There is one scientist that's aboard another space station that might be able to cure your issue, Mebius."