[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]