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10/22/2015 1:46:24 AM
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[b][u]Payment for His Sins[/u][/b]
[b]Unknown[/b]
The cruiser slams into the ground, Python flies from the wall. The ship was in pieces, literally and figuratively.
[i]All I have done....[/i]
He fell onto a large group of soldiers still alive, some friendly, some dead. They were squished by his weight. Python stood, grabbing his pistol. He wipes some blood, bone and gore from his chest.
[i]Is this my fault? No, it can't be.[/i]
[i]It is, Thomas.[/i]
[i]Tommy.[/i]
[i]I do not care.[/i]
[i]How is this my fault?[/i]
Python holsters his pistol, starting to move down the hallway. The ship was on it's side, gravity world bound.
[i]Judgement day is here, child. I am not pleased with what you've done.[/i]
[i]Who the -blam!- are you?[/i]
His Vulcans were beaten and scratched, out of ammo, covered in blood. He had killed countless people this....massacre of a day.
[i]I am your Beginning and your End. I am the Bringer of Light, the Ender of Dark.[/i]
[i]God?[/i]
[i]Yes, my son.[/i]
He stumbled down the hall, the wall cracking under the increased pressure. The smell of the ship was horrible, putrid and full of Death. He tasted blood....was he drinking it? When his rampage kicked in, he lost control. Who knew what he did just a few hours ago?
[i]My child, you have sinned.[/i]
[i]Isn't life a sin?[/i]
[i]Life is....beautiful, loving, normally. But you, you have twisted the athletic, intelligent life I gave you into a harbinger of death and destruction.[/i]
He tripped and fell, falling through the wall and ending in the control room.
[i]Twisted? Do you know how many people I've saved?[/i]
[i]Do you know how many people you've killed?[/i]
[i]Stopped counting a long, long time ago, sir.[/i]
[i]Sir? Don't call me "Sir", it makes me feel less like a father and more like a......[/i]
[i]Drill Sergeant?[/i]
[i]Yes.[/i]
Python slowly stands, shaking his head. His HUD came back online, flashing his injuries into his vision. Three major concussions, interior bleeding of his brain, dents to the cranial bucket he calls a head, torn wires in his arm and a few broken pylons in his right leg.
[i]I thought I dropped all sorta communication with you guys.[/i]
[i]You have your bible, we have the ability to get inside your head.[/i]
[spoiler]Open to Phantom...[/spoiler]
English
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[b]Genesis Comms[/b]: Python? Still alive, Eh?
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He chuckles a bit, coughing up anti-matter. The sizzling of the deadly substance burning through metal comes through the comms. "Heh, did you even make it possible for me to die?"
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[b]Genesis Comms[/b]: It seems... We're about to find out... [b]The sound of rifle blasts are heard over the Comms[/b] What did Murph... Say before he died? Genesis... Never die on there knees... [b]The Comm goes silent with static[/b]
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"Shit...." Python pulls his pistol, getting back up again. He heads towards the nearest window and kicks the glass, breaking it. He climbs out, falling.
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 10/22/2015 3:54:20 PM[b]When he stands, he sees that they are in a unfamiliar place A city goes across the horizon, and thousands of Dread ships mark the sky From where you are, you can see into the Control Hub, and can make out a lone body among the Dread corpses Phantom, a smirk on his face, lying on the ground[/b]
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Python looks at the body among giants. His eyes flashed into red, hatred, and fury. He slams into the glass.
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[u]Oh, don't worry. You'll be joining him soon.[/u] [b]The Dread General walks to Python He stands over him, and Python can see the damage Phantom had done, leaving him without a eye, large gashes across his chest, and with a nearly severed arm[/b] [u]We will have use of you two.[/u]
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He pulls his pistol, knowing he was injured but still, he had a job to do. A friend to avenge. Python opens fire, the load rounds echoing throughout the area.
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[b]The Dread General stood, laughing He had kicked his arm to the side, and the gun fired at nothing[/b] [u]A valued effort. But just as he died, you will too, knowing that you only delayed the inevitable.[/u] [b]He thrust his sword down into Python's chest and twisted it, before removing it[/b]
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His nose twitches, staring up at the Dread. Python's HUD was going insane with messages, but he didn't care. He took a swing at the Dread, his mistake. Python falls flat on his face from the force of the punch.
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[u]Heh. The other one died on his feet. Looks like you won't have the same luxury[/u] [b]He yank the sword from his body, and Anti-Matter started to leak, burning through the ground[/b]
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Python followed the blade with suprising speed. The punched the Dread in the face, pulling him down to the ground and starting to beat him into the ground. "I. DON'T. DIE. THIS. EASY."
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[b]The Dread merely chuckled[/b] [u]Ah, I see now. He was the weak one[/u] [b]He catches one of his fists, and crushes it, before picking him up, and thrusting his arm through his chest On the other side of the wound, was Python's Anti-Matter Generator, still operating[/b] [u]But let's see how long you last.[/u] [b]He drops him and the Generator[/b]
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He falls, unmoving. The ground shudders when he hits it, the anti-matter leaking everywhere.
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[b]He kicks him once[/b] [u]Looks as if you do.[/u] [u]Take his body to the Facility. I have plans for them both.[/u]
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[spoiler]Not sure how to respond to this....[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Dont. It's the end[/spoiler]
