"So you're telling me we found another sentient omnivore species." The commander grunted ripping his boot from a watery patch of mud and nearly crashing into the swampy water between two twisted tree roots.

Sunny reached out with one of her four armored arms, and caught him by the back of his pack pulling him back upright. He nodded a thanks to her and adjusted his gear. Behind her Ramirez ducked under a low hanging branch slogging through a pool of knee-high water, adjusting the containment pod, holding Krill more comfortably over both shoulders.

Krill, comfortable and warm inside his containment pod, watched the marines, scientists, and a linguist struggle through the mud under a covering of impossibly tall twisted trees their canopy blocking out all light that might have dared cut downwards towards the watery floor below. "Not entirely sentient, I suppose." Krill answered , "Unfortunately the way in which they communicate is going to drastically reduce their ability to create complex structures and perform mathematical equations."

Together they maneuvered themselves over a root, which at some point in the distant past, had decided to grow upwards instead of down. At about four feet high, it had changed its mind and arched back down into the water. Perhaps it had been smaller then, but at four feet wide, the root was an absolute monstrosity now.

The trees themselves were massive, challenging, and sometimes outgrowing the legendary redwood forests of the western Americas, but unlike the redwoods, these trees didn't stand tall and proud. Instead, they chose a twisted path much like the branching veins which made up a human vascular system. They twisted and undulated interlocking past each other with branches that were well over two feet wide in many cases,and stretching to over four feet wide in others. No one direction was good enough, and the trees twisted ducked swirleded and reached grasping for any sort of light to be found.

On top of the darkness cast by the trees and the soggy nature of the forest floor, it was also horribly hot and humid giving the impression of a microwaved wet blanket thrown over the world. Where heat from the upper canopy met the cooler air of deep forest pools, it created a perpetually thick mist which writhed and undulated through the trees, leaving only the shadowy impressions of twisted trunks and clawing branches past distances greater than 50 feet.

"They communicate primarily through pheromones and heat modulation. From what I understand, the language in itself isn't precise, and really only works in generalities and feelings than it does in absolutes."

Commander Vir kicked a rotting log out of the way ducking as a massive green bug buzzed over his head and into the fog. Turns out the hotter and more humid a planet gets, the bigger the bugs get, "But we were still able to communicate with them.

KRill nodded from inside his case, "Yes, generally speaking.For a species that cannot communicate in absolutes, I hear they are quite reasonable. They seem willing to accept our friendship, and have..... invited, I guess, us to participate in some sort of primitive ritual."

The commander nodded scrambling over another tree branch, "Alright, so..... where are these things anyway." His boots hit solid ground, covered in some sort of wet spongy fungus and glanced down at his GPS. Behind him the other marines went silent heads lifted towards the sky in shock.

"Fuck me." ONe of the marines whispered scrambling back behind a tree root.

Commander Vir turned and nearly fell into the water again eyes locked onto the creatures descending from high above.

They were huge, about the size of large horses, and horrifically spider like in their construction, or perhaps an ant. They had large-scale abdomens connected to a thinner thorax. All together they had ten appendages, three pairs of spider-like legs on the abdomen which, instead of ending in a pod or foot, ended in a sharp pointed spike. On the abdomen, they had two arm-like appendages, with two many joints and strange waves tentacles instead of fingers

The head was just as disconcerting. It seemed too large for the body, grossly out of proportion and strangely out of place, like some cosmic sentience had used a random animal generator to assign parts to its body. The head was wolflike, if you were to strip the skin and fur away leaving only the muscle underneath. You could see the line of teeth running up either side of the muzzle while the large red-pink ears rotated continuously.

Commander Vir had backed himself into the bowl of a tree eyes wide. Sunny slogged herself up from the water placing herself between the strange spidery creatures and the human.

They didn't descend like a spider might, on threads of silk, but they used their back six feet, and the spikes on the end to dig into the bark of the trees with a disconcerting thud thud thud thu.

FInally the largest of the creatures reached the ground surprisingly silent for it's massive bulk.

Glancing around Sunny's tensed body, he noticed something he hadn't before, and that was a strange small mass gripping onto the spidery creature's underbelly. Upon closer inspection he counted ten legs and a surprisingly spidery head buried against its underside..... a completely separate creature holding on to it's companion.

Behind the largest creature, he noted ANOTHER type of creature. It boasted the same sort of structure as the large creature, but its abdomen was devoid of scales, and covered in strange black bulbs suctioned onto its body by way of a strange, sticky black-green webbing. It's head was also constructed differently more like a lizard than a wolf, with large bulbous eyes that could rotated behind it's own head to look in all directions.

Commander Vir fiddled nervously with the advanced translation headset he wore strapped to his helmet, supposedly it was supposed to be able to understand what these things were saying.

"Sky..... friends." The translation was somewhat garbled, but he understood it was the large wolf-head who spoke.

He walked forward, pushing Sunny gently to the side despite her clear reluctance, "Yes, we are friends, and we are here to offer peace to you, and the assistance of the Galactic Assembly." He wasn't entirely sure how that was going to translate over in smell, but the creature seemed happy lifting it's head and gnashing it's large K-9 teeth.

"Agreement..... for a favor."

Commander Vir grew unsure then letting off a reluctant, "What favor."

The spidery shape moved closer sniffing at him with it's large wolffish nose. Sunny stiffened at his side, and he put a hand on her arm to calm her.

"Ritual.... you help."

"None of us will get hurt ... will we?"

The creature stopped and pondered the question for a long moment, "No danger..... live ... healthy ... happy."

Commander Vir nodded slowly, "Alright, what do we have to do?"

The creature hefted it's large bulk, and turned in the opposite direction, "Follow." It commanded scuttling off into the trees.

***

"This is very interesting." Krill was saying to one of the accompanying scientists, who nodded vigorously in agreement.

"What's so interesting." Commander Vir whispered from where he stood at the edge of yet another, but larger fungus covered clearing, watching as the creatures scuttle back and forth.

The scientist learned in in excitement, "It seems that these creatures have a ternary gender system." Before the commander could ask, the scientist continued, "For ease of speech, the large ones are the females, and those things on their bellies are probably the males. The medium ones are the third gender, the 'they' if you will. It looks like the male impregnates the female who then attaches the eggs to the third party. Dr. Krill tells me that the third party have a very high heat signature probably to incubate the young. Those attachments probably provide nutrients into the egg and may even transfer DNA over as well."

"WOw.... freaky." The commander muttered in fascination.

"Kind of gross if you ask me." Sunny muttered.

"I'm with her." Ramirez muttered receiving a few nods from the other marines.

"Oh please." Krill whispered, "I know what human reproduction is like, and it's arguable way worse."

The scientist waved them all off, "The big one there, the one that's been talking to us. I think she's the queen, and judging from those egg sacks, this is probably mating season, if they have one."

"Creepy, but cool, I guess." The captain muttered.

They watched for a little longer as the queen scuttled around the clearing and then return to look at them lowering her meaty wolffish head to the Commander's eyes level. "Ritual ... find.... eggkeeper." SHe scuttled away

"Oh..... this is some sort of? Mating ritual maybe..... to choose that third party you were talking about."

"This isn't exactly the kind of "Mating ritual" I wanted to see." One of the marines muttered. The other marines turned to look at him with raised eyebrows. Sunny stuck her tongue out in disgust.

Off in the clearing, some of the smaller females had moved themselves onto the high branches scuttling through the trees to examine the "they" who waited patiently. It appeared that side was very important in the ritual, as they all fought for the largest counterpart. Once found, the wolffish head would lower, and open up to reveal a tube under the tongue. From there she would.... disgorge the egg onto the abdomen of the 'they' and the mucus would solidify to hold them on.

"It has to do with size." Krill hissed, "But it seems that it has more to do with heat. The big ones only get chosen more because they also happen to be warmer than the smaller ones. I'd say they incubate at an average of 90 degrees."

They watched this for a while, the scientists taking notes and the marines making inappropriate jokes.

Eventually most of the creatures had finished leaving only the queen left over. Everything went still when she began to move, and she scuttled around the clearing looking over all the available 'theys' she could find, but she just didn't seem satisfied.

Commander Vir tugged at the collar of his jacket, a line of sweat dripping down his face.

She continued her circuit once and then twice, at some point she turned her head large eyes locking on the humans. She sniffed at them.

The human laughter died as she advanced.

"What is she doing." The commander muttered under his breath

The scientist that stood next to him hidden partially behind Sunny, "I.... I'm not sure."

She scuttled even closer, and the humans backed away.

"Hey doc.... didn't you say something about..... them being attracted to heat." Ramirez wondered hiding himself behind a root.

"Yeah..... I did, why."

"Not to freak anyone out or anything but..... isn't average human heat about 98.6...."

What followed was a rather violent game of nose goes, but instead of involving touching ones nose to see who was the last person standing, it involved a mad rush to reduce body heat. The smartest marines took the initiative and dove into the water beside the clearing. Completely submerging themselves under the surface. Others chose to cover whatever exposed skin they might have in mud as if to mask the heat. Still others chose to cut and run.

Unfortunately, with his position at the head of the group, Commander Vir wasn't fast enough.

She came at him in a scuttling rush, and in a frantic leap to get away, his boot caught on a root and he hit the ground hard. Sunny tried to leap in front of him, but was bowled over by the mad rushing form.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" Commander vir repeated scuttling backwards across the ground as the large spidery shape loomed over him.

He stopped dead in his tracks backed against a tree root. She leaned closer.

He raised his hands above his head blocking his face, "Please don't lay your eggs in me. Please don't lay your eggs in me."

She reached out one of her forward hands surprisingly delicate as she cut through the first layers of his jacket, and shirt. THey fell away in slices revealing the pale human skin underneath red and sticky with the tropical heat. His chest and abdomen heaved with his breath as he tried to scramble away, but she caught him with the prong of one of her back legs pinning him in place.

"Fuck.... Help.... HELP."

Sunny wasn't fast enough, having been tipped head over heels into the water, with the rest of the marines in similar positions, Krill contained inside his tube unable to help but unable to look away.

She lowered her head, and the man screamed. It was cold, gelatinous and slimy at first, but even as it touched open air, he could feel it fusing against his skin solidifying. He thrashed and wriggled, but she was far to strong holding him in place. Finally though, she backed away leaving him panting on the ground shaking and trembling leg throbbing where he had been pinned.

She leaned her head down to examine him, "Warm."

THey locked eyes, "Friends.... now.... Keep them..... warm."

SHe retreated, and he struggled to his knees turning to look down at his body which was now partially obscured by a sticky pod of six black eggs pulled tight against his skin. His hand were shaking as he reached down to touch them, cold and smooth. HE tried tugging on one, but nearly fainted at the pain it caused against his skin.

They were withdrawing back into the trees leaving him kneeling on the fungus hands trembling as looked downwards.

Sunny was the first to recover scrambling out of the water and over to him, placing a hand on his back as she examined the strange eggs attached to his skin, "Mother of-"

THe marines cut her off as they came wriggling from the trees, "Commander, Commander are you ok...." One of the marines cut around front frozen in his tracks eyes wide once he saw, "WHAT THE HELL!"\

Sunny reached out as if to tug on one of them, "NO!" He snapped jerking away from her.

The others gathered around to look with exclamations of shock and disgust. The commander looked up at Sunny pleadingly. She decided to take charge, helping him to his feet and then pulling him into her arms, "We have to get him back to the ship, let's move, NOW!"

***

"What do you think, Dr."

Dr Katie examined the scan with a frown, "It's very, very strange, that's for sure."

Commander VIr lifted his head to look down at them, "Well what the HELL does that mean."

Krill shoved his head back onto the table, "Stay still."

Dr. Katie hummed softly as she continued to examine the scans, "It looks like these little filaments have breached the skin ... and.... well at least one of them has made it to your liver, this one here has made it to your lungs."

"What about white blood count." Krill wondered, "THe body must have noticed something by now?"

Dr Katie shook her head, "Nothing, the body seems to have accepted it. I took some samples and..... well I think I might know why." She rolled herself to the side in her chair and over to one of the adjoining computers, "See this, this is his DNA ...and this is the DNA of the strands."

Krill pearled over her shoulder, "What the..... they look almost identical."

"Yes.... I don't think the body knows anything is wrong." She turned her chair back around to look at the Commander, "Congratulations Commander, you are perhaps, in the weirdest way possible, the only man in the history of existence who might just experience the miracle of life."

The look on his face made it clear he wasn't interested in being congratulated, "What the actual fuck does that mean?" He snapped

Dr. Katie rolled closer, "Well, to explain in terms you may understand. You are doing more than keeping them warm. Those filaments that you saw are acting like umbilical cords. The one at your liver is using it as a filter, and to take in nutrients as it seems to have branching filaments to the stomach and intestines. The one going to your lungs is taking in carbon...... not sure what that's going to do to your breathing if anything. But at this point I don't think that even Dr. Krill, as good as he can remove them. We would have to remove too much of your internal structure to it to be viable, plus they don't seem to be hurting you."

"Not hurting me! NOT HURTING ME! You said it yourself they are SUCKING OUT MY VITAL JUICES."

Dr. Katie shrugged, "Welcome to pregnancy..... sort of. Look we will monitor you, make sure they aren't sucking away to many nutrients. Look on the bright side, you can probably eat more, and judging form an analysis of the egg sacks, the average gestational period is only around two months."

"TWO MONTHS!"

Sunny, who had been standing next to the man at the head of the exam table, couldn't suppress a short chirp of laughter.

He glowered at her, "What's so funny!"

She chirped again placing a hand on his arm, "You're gonna be a mom."

If looks could kill, shed be reduced to a singularity, "Get your hand off me or ill break it in half!"

She continued chirping, but removed her hand just in case.

This was going to be a very awkward call to the UNSC and the GA.

For that matter, it was going to be a very awkward call home.