The Corruption Begins

The infection form knew that even outright infecting the Sangheili would not be the stealthiest idea. It considered that staying hidden and out of the Covenant’s focus would be crucial for its survival and having an entire network of Flood controlled or corrupted Covenant would help not only keep the Flood’s presence hidden but also help spread all over the station, defend the Flood as it did so, and sabotage Covenant forces every step of the way to its ultimate goal. With that in mind, the parasite began the process of creating its network of Flood worshipping corrupted traitors. It skittered onto a weapons crate next to the sleeping sangheili as quietly as it could making sure to not create any noise. The parasite reached the top of the crate which leveled it perfectly with the Sangheili’s head. The Major was still asleep, unaware of the infection that would soon change her entire mentality and submit her to an irreversible corruption not many could resist. She continued to breath slowly yet steadily as the infection form made its move.

The parasite moved almost directly behind her. Using the side of the weapons crate as a launch pad, it jumped off and latched onto the back of the major’s head. This sudden surprise attack woke the Major who opened her eyes with shock and confusion. She stood up quickly as she realized something was wrong and that something was latching onto her head. She was about to reach for her plasma rifle still magnetically attached to her hip, and remove the threat, when something strange happened. The parasite used its

tentacles that it would usually use for tearing away the armor, clothing, and flesh of victims to reach their spine to instead hold itself steady on the sangheili’s head as one free tentacle plunged directly into the ear canal of the Major. The Major gasped as an entire side of her head began to feel numb yet full, as the parasite’s tentacle pushed further into her head. She let out a small pleasured sigh, feeling her legs begin to shake uncontrollably from the odd sensations she felt, threatening to buckle from under her. The Major had no idea what this thing was doing but it felt…strange. A little good even. Her right eye twitched with confusion and pleasure, sparks of it being sent along her entire body. The initial sensations she felt when the tentacle penetrated her head began to grow and become more intense.

Thoughts of obedience and servitude flooded her mind. The parasite was inserting flood super cells into her head directly, and attaching itself directly to her brain and mind to influence and corrupt the female Sangheili. Whatever was happening to her this thing, this parasite, needed to be stopped and dealt with before it could finish whatever it was attempting to do. Thoughts of betrayal and temptation, serving a higher purpose to superior beings that even the Forerunners failed to defeat were protruding her thoughts. Turning her trust of the Great Journey, of the hierarchy, and the Covenant into something else much more sinister. With a shaky hand and increasing difficulty to create coherent thoughts, she tried to move her spassing hand upwards toward her head in an attempt to remove the infection form. Struggling to move it the more progress she made, the hand almost reached the tentacle assaulting her head before another assaulted the other side, causing her entire head to go pleasurably numb and the twitching and spazzing she was experiencing to increase. She released a sultry moan as the second tentacle and the first continued to **** her, moving deeper into her head releasing the supercell as it went. Her hand dropped and her vision blurred as the pleasure doubled and grew steadily more. She couldn't see straight, dark hazel eyes rolling back behind her eyelids as her legs buckled and the major fell to where she rested not too long ago. The foreign thoughts pushed onto her became impossible to ignore as she lay there unable to resist the physical and mental **** from the parasite. All she could think of was serving this higher being, sacrificing all for the benefit of this powerful entity. Betraying the Covenant she and her entire race laid down their lives to uphold to bring them towards a new golden age, towards prosperity and show them the true way towards salvation. The Great Journey was a great lie and the major would be the one to show them the true path.

The parasite, twisting the Major’s mentality and everything she believed and was, creating a perverted and tainted version of the strong moral and belief system many members of the Covenant lived by. The Major was mumbling incoherently, moaning and slowly accepting this new perception of reality and self. However there was still a small degree of resistance, a small part of her free will fighting back knowing something wasn’t right, that something wasn’t adding up. The parasite wanted to speed the progress of corruption along. It wanted to show the Sangheili the rewards of submitting itself to the Flood. With the tendrils in her head having breached the sangheili’s mind both physically and mentally, the infection form had direct control of her. It put forward images in her mind, images of pure sexual bliss. Increasing the aphrodisiac it had already been pouring into her along with the super cell, it began to put the Major in a hornier state than she already was. Her moans and heavy breathing becoming harder and eratic, the camel toe underneath her techsuit was becoming noticibly wetter with sexual fluids. The Major needed to cum, she needed release. She needed to submit. With her desire growing the parasite pushed an order directly into her mind: masturbate. With that the Sangheili began to move her still shaky hand to the aching lips between her legs and another to her overwhelmingly sensitive nipples. Giving a nipple a firm pinch through the material of her suit and her clit some much needed attention, she began to masturbate intensely. The parasite enjoyed the sensations it was feeding from the Major and ordered her to continue to succumb to the Flood’s will. Without any hesitation she did just that, quickening her pace. Her pussy was drenched enough to leak through her suit onto the floor and her nipples ached for the **** being inflicted on them sending rapid yet powerful jolts of pleasure up her spine.

She was so close, just a little more and she would cum. A little more and the infection form would have its first of hopefully many corrupted Covenant troops, ready to do anything necessary to serve the Flood on its invasion and conversion of High Charity. The parasite ordered the Major to quicken her pace once more, ordering her to cum and complete her conversion. She was a mess of moans and mumbles that couldn’t make sense of anything happening to her. All she knew was that she needed to cum. Moving both hands to her itching clit she rubbed her sensitive nub until she let out a scream of ecstasy, cumming hard on both her hands and all over her digits. She trembled and spasmed as she came, with her eyes still rolled behind her eyelids. Her vision blurred and dimmed, blacking out from the intensity of her climax and the extremely pleasurable numbness that spread throughout her whole body. Her fate sealed as the first converted host in the Flood’s plot to take over the station and infect the galaxy.

The infection slowly removed its tendrils from the Major’s head, knowing that once she woke up again she would be free to control and influence. In the meantime the infection form busied itself with the knowledge it has acquired from the **** Sangheili. Her name is Major Dala ‘Karam, a leader of multiple lances for the Covenants regular ground forces. She, along with all the lances in her command, had been in nearly constant engagement with the Flood for almost a whole day. With most of her lance forces wiped out in the fierce and costly fighting her superiors ordered her back to High Charity for reinforcements and rest. Knowing she may be called upon at a moment's notice she decided to rest in the massive hangar and found a secluded spot to do so in. Being in a combat zone as chaotic and hellish as the one raging below drained her physically, and as soon as ‘Karam was comfortable in her little corner she fell asleep within moments. Shifting through her memories and the information she held, the parasite absorbed whatever useful and pertinent information it could. Troop movements, equipment handling, locations of hosts of potential importance and storage of weapons among other things were quickly sorted through and retained. Whenever the infection form could reconnect with the hivemind it will transfer what it has gathered to the rest of the hive. As it finished sifting through everything Major Karam began to wake up once again.

Her once dark hazel eyes now showed a ting of green along the exterior, but nothing else about her changed, at least not physically. The parasite could feel her connection to itself and hive, and she could feel it too. She sat up a little unbalanced at first and steadied herself, looking at the infection form that gaver her true purpose not long ago. Hey eyes went wide but not of fear or surprise but instead of happiness, eager to do her new master’s biddings. She got up from her seated position on the crate and kneeled before the infection form, and in a confident yet calm tone the Sangheili said “Greetings Holy One. I am Major Dara ‘Karam, leader of all frontline engineering lances under the Legion of Unwavering Faith. How may I serve you my master”?