Dr. Lucian Bards stood above the corpse of an Elite they'd found on their last mission. "Maybe something in thier bodies causes their unusual strength and growth." He said to himself, and cut open it's chest. "What secrets does your race hold?" The Dr. whispered. He contiued the autopsy for hours, and discovered much about the Elites bodily system. He also nuetralized the genes which gave them strength and speed. After the autopsy, The Dr. sat at his desk, looking at the five vials sitting in front of him, each containing a physical gene of the strange field commanders of the Covenant. He also sat there thinking of what could happen if these genes were isolized on a human, and were succseful. 'this may be the key tothe next SPARTAN project. And I will be credited for it.' The Dr. thought, and smiled. 'But who would volunteer, especially with genes that haven't been approved by the U.N.M.A.' In the next hour, thoughts raced through his head, and he realized he could use a prisoner from Medical Deck 4B, a lunatic, and no one would noticed. Dr. Lucian thought over it some more, than came to a decision. He walked out of the autopsy room to the elevator. "Medical Deck 4B please." He asked the ship's A.I. "Of course Dr." It said.