“what happened to not killing her?” Deacon said with a sigh
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“Shut up.” He responded, gripping his fist tightly. “Just shut the h*ll up.”
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Deacon rolled his eyes at that comment
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Omega stormed out of the room not saying a word, he was upset no doubt. Over his time he had bonded with as many men as he could. He knew so many of the men and women who died, he had thought for so long they were dying for the greater good, instead…it was all for nothing.
He came into the hangar and looked out the window into space. Starting to question his own existence. He looked down at his hands and opened his palms. Staring at them. “I’m no hero. I’m a glitch.” He told himself.
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“What to do with her now?” Catina asked. “Toss her out an airlock, or just leave her here to rot, like the previous people who were killed here?”
“let her rot, she deserves it” Deacon said
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“Agreed. She will eventually turn into a spooky skeleton.” Catina wisecracked.
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Blake nodded as he spit on Blairs corspe. “So…I dont see a reason to keep fighting. Does anyone?” He asked
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“No. And I suddenly have doubts that going to Earth to bury Leo there, will be anything besides a suicide mission. It is sad, but probably true.” Catina said. “I have some place else in mind though.”
“Where?” He asked as he looked at the group. “I’m not suprised everything went south.”
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“for now we can do a cryo tube… Or… What did you have in mind cat?”
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“Gao. An outter colony people from South America migrated to, and was not glassed by the covenant during the war” Catina said. “It is where I had suddenly started to think about relocating to instead of Earth.”
“could work I guess… Might be the best we can do for him…”
“I wanna keep fighting, but…I don’t know.” Blake sat down and took his helmet off and looked into it. “We were suppose to be the good guys. And now we’re the enemy.”
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“there has to be a way to fix this… But the only way to do it would be going under cover… Kinda hard for all of us since Spartans are obvious…”
Blake looked up at Deacon. “I’m trying to think of a…” The sounds of a Condor interupted him. “What was that?” He stood up and ran out only to see both Omega and a Condor gone. He had used his plasma blade to write a message into the floor.
“This war isnt your problem anymore spartans.”
“what the hell is he doing?”
“I…I…■■■■!” Blake threw his helmet at Kyanna by accident not paying attention. “Everything has been getting worse and worse. Whats next? I Wanna genulily know what the actual ■■■■ is gonna happe next!”
Deacon and Kyanna moved towards him and put their hands on his shoulders to console him… “I guess… We just disappear… And hope they don’t find us… Question is though… Do we split up or stick together?” Deacon said
Blake sighed. “I’m sure what to do anymore…I just can’t think right now.” He sighed, feeling like a failure of a leader.