Chapter 8 NAME "Shit Happens" Part 6

(Miranda)
=That made me chuckle a little. I sat down in the navigations chair, close to him=
So, still no word from Delta?

(Jason)
=I shook my head=
None.

(Dormii)
=i wait for the gun to get all the way into the room before grabbing it and pulling. I quickly reverse and send my arm into the face of the person wielding it, knocking the gun from their hand and sending them backwards. I grab the gun before it falls too far and step around the corner pointing it forward=

(Jessie)
=I fly into a wall, lose my gun and he is escaping? Al is gonna be angry=
=I get back up after he goes into the hallway to be greeted by two marines.=

*Marine 1*
=I see The Spartan get slammed into the wall, then he leaves with her rifle aimed towards us.=
=Fear takes over Protocol.=
=I fire a burst into him.=

*Marine 2*
=I drop the rope and grab my weapon then aim it at the prisoner.=
=Gun fire makes me jump.=
"Hanson! You not suppose to shoot!"
=I still aim towards the prisoner.=

(Miranda)
Well, what do you say that until he actually does respond, we just go out again? I like going out on these little dates of ours.

(Jason)
Well, if you really want to, sure. Just give me a minute.
=I typed in a few commands, and made it so that Delta's response (if he ever sent one) would be routed to Silver Light=

(Dormii)
=a bullet hits my outstretched arm, my stomach, and my other arm. I have no idea if the second bullet hit anything important, I blocked out the pain and any feeling. I do my best to aim the rifle at the Marines and fire, trying to kill at least one of them. I limp forward as I go, trying to close the distance=

He looked around and he was patched up with pads and wires. He went uncomfortable.

"Where...where am I?"

Atlas: It seems that the alarms have stopped. Hacking into their systems to check their cameras.

Dante: Do what you please.

=Atlas begins to enter the stations security. Breaching it. He opens up the camera feed from the past hour and brings it onto the main screen=

=He looks at the screen. Interested in what he sees=

Atlas: It seems it still isnt over though

=He brings up a current feed of a camera capturing some footage=

=Dante looks at the current feed of the person attacking the U.N.S.C. forces=

Dante: Of course it had to be you.

(Jason)
=Once I was done setting up the destination for Delta's reply, Miri and I left the ship, and headed for Thuliom. We had no idea what it was we'd be doing, be it dining, shopping, or just walking around=

*Hanson*
=I take a couple bullets to the chest, my armour blocks out some, not all.=
"I'm hit!"
=I topple over back first in pain.=

*Marine*
"MAN DOWN!"
=I fire another couple rounds into him.=
"He won't go down!"

(Jessie)
=I ran towards him then dove for his legs.=

*Abby*
=I enter Room 12, back from the rest room to see he had woken up.=
"Hello, I see that you're awake which is good. "
=I go to the monitors to see hes perfectly healthy.=
"Good news, you are going to make a full recovery."

(Dormii)
=a few bullets whiz by, missing only due to panic fire. I fire the rest of the magazine at the other marine before throwing the rifle at him. I didn't even see the Spartan hit my legs until pain registered and I was falling backwards=

(Miranda)
=We stepped off the teleporter pad a few minutes later, finding ourselves in a park, somewhere near the edge of the city of Thulionum. It was a beautiful site, the forest in the distance, a few hills, and of course, the upward curve of the interior, with lakes and small oceans visible=

(Jessie)
=I move around til he falls off then I get up.=
"Just stop."
=I put my foot on him to prevent further attempts, light enough to not crush him but enough to keep him from moving.=
"I've got to say, You are persistent little bugger. "

*Marine*
=I'm hit with most of the bullets and the gun hits me straight in the head, breaking my neck and causing instantaneous death.=

*Hanson*
"No! Don't die!"
=I stood up even though it caused me much pain and went over to him.=
"No no no no..."

(Al)
=I hear the commotion nearby and run to there.=

*4 Marines*
=We all hear sounds of fighting, men falling and yelling. Either someone went cuckoo or there's a battle going on.=
"Come on guys! Lets go help!"
=Decided, we go to the sounds.=

(Dormii)
Magis quam scire.

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More than you know.

=i try to stab the leg on me, thrusting my arm blade at it, and when it skips off the shields, using my fist to further strike=

(Jessie)
=The punch doesn't do much harm.=
"Ow, I think I might've felt something."
=I laugh lightly.=
"But now you're trying to kill me which means everything is fair, yes?"
=I let my foot off, bend over, grab his neck, lift him above my head.=
"And now the punch line."
=I let him go and while he is in mid air I punch him square in the chest, sending him flying.=

*Hanson*
=I look over to the Spartan.=
".... No, stop! I want to kill him!"
=Anger Burned Inside Me... It Felt Good.=

(Al)
=I hear talking around the corner then I turn it.=
"No! What are you doing?!"
=I see fly into a nearby wall causing racket.=
"You idiot!"
=I sprint over to Jessie.=

(Dormii)
=i hit the wall with a heavy thud, and feel something crack. I push myself up barely with my right arm, the only thing that can't break or feel pain. I try to get up to a standing position, but only get as far as kneeling=
Vellem te reservabunt.

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I would have let you live.

Paarthurnax slowly starts pulling the wires and pads off of his body. It hurt, but he felt better.

(Jessie)
"What? He was going to kill me!"
=I walk over and grab my gun previously used to kill a Marine.=
"Besides... hes ok see? Hes standing."

(Al)
"Doesn't mean you can nearly kill him! Seriously talking to a child."
=I hit her atop her head as if punishing a child.=
"Now let the adult handle this."
=I grab the rope from the floor then run to him.=

(Jessie)
"Asshole.... probably going to need help."
=I run with him.=

*Hanson*
"No wait! I'm coming!"
=I grab my gun also and chase.=

*4 Marines*
=We finally catch up to see everyone running towards something.=
"What...."
=We follow a Marine following the Spartans.=
=Hopefully with us being the last nearby guns, we'll catch him.=

*Abby*
"Stop! We need those on you. Please stop."

(Dormii)
Proin ut occidat te etiam nunc.

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I'll have to kill you too, now.

=i stand up, shaky, unbalanced, and try to prepare for the people running towards me=

(Al)
=I got closer, put the rope on my back then threw my gun to the side, away from everyone.=
=I was just barely within 4ft from him.=
=I grab the rope and inch'd closer wary of the arm blade.=
"Don't make this any harder than it needs to be."

(Jessie)
What is he doing?!
=I keep running, the marines on my tail.=

(Dormii)
=i close my eyes and shudder for a moment before opening them and holding my arm blade ready=
No surrender, no prisoners, no survivors. Wash them away in a sea of steel blade, burn them to ashes with the fire of your guns, freeze them solid with the vacuum of space, and bury them alive with the bodies of their comrades.

=i took a step forward and swung my arm blade=
NO SURRENDER NO PRISONERS NO SURVIVORS

(Al)
=I duck under the swing.=
"... I knew you could speak English..."
=I grab his swinging arm and push it against him.=

(Jessie)
=I make it near Al

(Dormii)
=i spun and yanked my arm from his grasp. I used the momentum to slam my elbow into his visor with as much force as I could manage=
I'm not the one you spoke to before. I'm not Fortuni. I am Mali. I am the one who came before him.

=i felt the visor crack, if not break. I couldn't see it clearly=

(Al)
=My visor cracks completely to the point I couldn't see at all, bits of glass break away and cut into my face.=
"Ahhrrgh! You little... "
=I grab my helmet and rip it off, causing more cuts along my face.=
"What are you talking about? "The one came before" have you gone nuts?"
=I knock away his arm.=

(Jessie)
=I get near them and aimed my weapon at the unarmored one.=
"Get down on the ground!"

*Marines*
=We follow the lead of the Spartan.=
"Freeze!"

(Dormii)
=I ignore the people with the rifles, save for moving to keep the Spartan between us. I swing a fist with extended arm blade at his stomach=
Like you can understand!

(Al)
=I grab his arm with both of my hands right before the blade touches me barely.=
"Of course I wouldn't understand! You're cuckoo."
=I try to twist out.=

(Dormii)
Maybe to you. You don't know what it's like to see someone else control your body.

=i twist away from him and swing at his legs=
You don't know what it's like to want to act, but can't because someone else wills it.

(Al)
"Obviously you have some type of hybrid of MPD."
=I get a good slash across my shin piercing my armour.=
=I quickly step on his arm blade causing him to fall.=
"You'll be sorry."

(Dormii)
Sorry?! I've been sorry ever since I was taken in to be a Viking! They trapped me in my own body! The shunned me away! Made some new fucking person to take my place! To run my body! They took my own self away from me! You did this! You all did this!

=i pull my arm blade out, but over-estimate the force needed and stumble back into a wall=
I will have my revenge! YOU DID THIS TO ME!

(Al)
"Wha... What? Prove it to me, Prove that you aren't Dormii Fortuni."
=I try no acts of violence.=

(Dormii)
Really? REALLY?! Fine! Listener's Peak. Inner Colony. Slaughtered to the last man woman and child. The person who did it didn't surrender, he was taken in forcibly. No one was taken prisoner, and there were no survivors.

(Al)
"... You aren't him, are you?"
=I took a step back.=
What all did they do to him?

(Dormii)
Dormii? Yes. Fortuni? No. ONI made him, and he fights them. He hates you. I hate you. the UNSC has done nothing for us.

=While Jason and Miranda spent their day in Thulionum, the movement in Yuktobania spread. Nearly every man, woman, and child in Yuktobania was apart of the movement. As they continued to meet, plans were constantly drawn; where to strike, what to steal, and who would be supporting them. It was already clear that once their rebellion began, they could not remain on Haven. The Sentinels alone numbered high enough to quell their plans, leaving them one option: seizure of ships. Grimm had contacts in the military, as well as his authority as a Councilor. What was more, as a Councilor, he had access to a small handful of the Forerunner warships, which would only add to their strength=

(Al)
"I... I... I'm sorry."
=I stood frozen in place.=

(Dormii)
=i stand there, breathing heavily=
So, what now? Shoot me? Take me prisoner? Let me walk out skipping and singing a song?

=i look at everyone present, even the Marines and other Spartan=

(Al)
"You are free to go along with Paarthurnax."

(Jessie)
"What?! After everything we've done? No, I won't allow it."
=I get into a firing stance.=
"You are not leaving."

(Al)
"No... let him go, Jessie, that's a order."

(Jessie)
"Just because you feel bad for this bloodthirsty monster doesn't mean ill let him walk out of here."

((Al)
"I said thats an -"

(Jessie)
"Overruled, Marines! Seize the traitor!"

(Al)
"No! Stop this madness!! I gave you a order soldi-"

(Jessie)
=I turn towards Al and fire an entire magazine into him.=
"Shut up. Marines! I said get the killer!"
=I reload then aim back at the killer.=
"Alphonse is no longer capable for service and has been replaced."

*Marines*
=We watch in fear as one Spartan falls to the other.=
"Why did you.."
=We get told again to get the bad guy so we do it.=

(Al)
=I step back once then several times until a hit a wall.=
"Why.... ga why?"
=I slide down the wall leaving blood along it.=

(Dormii)
=i watch one Spartan gun down the other=
You just worsened your own image. You're supposed to be a Spartan, a symbol of UNSC perfection. You are supposed to inspire, lead, be humble and courageous. Now? You've just shown these Marines what it's really like. You aren't a S2, you're an S3, bred to be disposable, replaceable. The UNSC doesn't care about you.

=i look at the Marines=
And it doesn't about you. She's loyal to the UNSC, almost to a fault. And what happens? She guns down her teammates. Do you really want to side with that?

(Jessie)
"Shut up you traitor! You don't have the right to talk!"
=I wave the gun, showing him.=
"Marines! Don't faulter, hes screwing with your heads!"

(Al)
=I lay there, motionless. Bullets in my chest arms and stomach too many to count.=
=A near silent whisper.=
"Spartans.... Never die."

*Marines*
=We point our guns at both, unsure which to go with, the bad guy or the other bad guy.=
"Don't move! Either of you!"

(Dormii)
You are a disgrace to the armor. You're trying to command these Marines through fear, that's not what a Spartan is about. You are to be an example, and inspiration. Look at your fellow Spartan. What kind of example is that? Anyone who leaves the UNSC is going to die? Should die? Huh?!

"(Jessie)
'Look here traitor, this is the last chance before you find yourself full of lead."
=I look at the Marines.=
"Are you going to listen to him, a cold blooded killer who will only kill you like the others? Or will you listen to me, a trusted Spartan?"

*Hanson*
"First, tell us why you shot him? For absolute no reason."
=My chest hurt like hell.=

(Jessie)
"He was deserting by aiding the enemy who we worked hard on capturing. I wasn't about to let him go."
=I keep my aim on the killer.=
"Al was becoming a traitor like him."

*Hanson*
"I don't know but both of you stand down, now."

(Dormii)
=i retract my arm blade and cross my arms, trying to keep my injured hand from moving too much=

(Jessie)
"I don't see why I have to. He is the enemy."
=I sigh then put my weapon down.=
'Hes only going to kill someone."

*Hanson*
"No one else is dying and everyone will go their separate ways."

(Jessie)
"What?! You are still going to let him go?!"

*Hanson*
"Yes. If you think about going against this ill let a couple certain people know about this Spartan's death today."

(Jessie)
"Well, He was siding with the traitor hence treason. We must not let him -"

*Hanson*
"Everyone else is going to survive. So would you please leave, both of you.."

(Dormii)
One condition. You give me back my armor and weapons, and do not follow me back to Fortuni's friends. I'm not going to bring them into this, however much fun that would be.

*Hanson*
"Good. Your weapons and armour are in the supply closet near the north exit."

(Jessie)
=I stood there, silent, trying to find a way to catch him again.=

(Dormii)
How do I know you won't end us as soon as we start to leave? Or trail me back to Fortuni's friends?

*Hanson*
"We could just kill you but we don't want too. Is that good enough? Or do you want us in locked closets?"

(Jessie)
=I pop my neck as if preparing for a fight.=

(Dormii)
=sarcastically=
Sorry if I seem untrusting, my therapist says I have gonvernment issues.

*Hanson*
"Hahaha... What do you want us to do?"

(Dormii)
=i gesture to the Spartan=
Tied. No armor. If anyone is following us, or tries to kill me, she loses several body parts and most of the precious blood in her body. Once I get close enough to know no one is following or will kill me, you can collect her and that will be that.

*Hanson*
"How can I trust you once shes tied? How do I know you won't kill us?"