Firefly: he's gotten better at hiding his trail. He's somewhere in this sector but beside that I can't tell. If any guardian or power user uses there powers I can trace them so now we just have to wait.
Sinclaire : very well. I'll be outside if you need.
Firefly: oh don't worry. I can handle this.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Screens black out along Firefly's screens... a strange creature appears and fades out as it continues to get rid of his access points.. *
*Elsewhere, The Galactic Core The USS Venture..*
*The Venture is damaged and barely running on emergency power... the main's and secondary power sources are down... Though the Preserver was right it seems...*
Reynolds: Everyone ok?
XO: I am fine.
Helm: Good.. Just think I broke something...
Tactical: Just a knock on the head
Science: Whiplash but I am ok.
Ops: I am ok.. Just dazed.
Reynolds: I want people bringing back power to the ship... I also want security forces around every entrance to the ship... Get the bulkheads on the breaches sealed manually.
XO: I am sure everyone is on it sir..
*The hatch opens as it is Danny and Widow in Normal Suits. *
Danny: Everyone ok?
Reynolds: Jury is out on that one, but it looks like it.
Widow: I think the good thing is that we haven't noticed any security teams from the Aliens.
Stane: Such a romantic, people are not perfect nor are our romantic thoughts about what they were make them anything but human...
*Kela touches the side of her neck, and is talking to someone..*
Kela: Understood Morrison... I will let him know.
Sir.
Our guest is coming..
Stane: Good. I think its time to have this mother to be experience something...
Kela: Interesting thought... Come on Grandpa... Lets go..
Stane: I am not that old Kela.. But yes lets go..
*As they leave there is a small hissing noise as some kind of cinnamon smelling gas comes in... She does recognize it from somewhere...*
*Dorman comes out of Warp, as he sees the Relay... along with the fortifications. *
Dorman: My god...
*He then crushes the tracer to emit the last known coordinates... and a video message... that comes on Matt's screen..*
*Sam recognises the cinnamon smell. She starts seeing a figure in the shadows. She shakes her head, trying to get the figure out.*
Sam: You're not real.
You're not real. You're dead. You're not real.
*In the observation room.*
Richard: Morrison!
Morrison: What do you want from me?
Richard: They are gassing my kid!
Morrison: Spice isn't lethal, Richard. It enhances the recipient's telepathic--
Richard: I read the info packet! Sam won't let herself become an addict!
Morrison: Then that's her problem if she dies.
Richard: You heartless son of a...!
*Richard cuts of the gas flow and runs out.*
Morrison: Damn.
*He taps a comm panel.*
Kela, Richard's doing something stupid. Kill him before he lets Allington escape.
*Richard runs into the cell and kneels in front of Sam, who is still shaking her head, eyes closed.*
Richard: Sam.
Sam: Not real. Not real. Not real.
Richard: Sam!
*He grabs Sam's arms, trying to shake her out of it.*
Sam, it's me!
*Sam opens her eyes, seeing Richard looking at her, frightened.*
Are you okay?
Sam: What are you doing?
Richard: You're my daughter.
I know, I blew it. I let you down completely as a father. But, for the record, I never once wanted D.I.S. to kidnap you. I was going to approach you about it, do it delicately. They must have panicked when I died.
*Sam glares at him.*
I know it doesn't make it any better... and I know that nothing I say or do will make it up to you. I know a lot has happened to you, Angel. I know you've made a lot of mistakes.
Maybe if I'd been there, you might have...
Sam: Maybe...
But that was a lifetime ago. My lifetime.
Richard: I didn't want this for you. I thought...
Sam: Do you know what D.I.S. did?
25 Republic Officials dead, thanks to Archangel.
They even gave Daro Jenn the plans for Operation: Citadel and the Republic Defence Codes for Solais. The codes you stole for them.
Richard: What?!
I never gave them any...!
Morrison, you son of a--!
Come on! We're getting out of here!
*He stands up.*
Sam: I'm not going anywhere with you!
Richard: Sam, I--!
*OOC: Have Kela kill Richard now. Something slow, so he can at least have a last moment with Sam.*
Dorman: Matt, if you are watching this then I am either dead or missing. Stane does have your wife, but you cannot come while she is trapped there... They will kill her and the child...
*Dorman jerks his head slightly as that memory is not a fond one...*
I don't want to put you through that same pain I was put through... It was something that can break a man, and it did me for the longest time. It was an event the Shadows used on me during my century long sleep. If I could explain that it was having my soul ripped out and tormented.
For T'mar... tell her that the twins really do take to having some ample play time.
Just be careful of those inner memories of theirs. They do have problems with it and its a problem that one of us has to take care of later..
*T'mar is there watching the message with Matt. Matt stands up.*
T'mar: What are you--?
Matt: The Normandy's at Bay 4.
*He grabs his jacket and heads for the door.*
T'mar: Dorman just--!
Matt: I am getting my wife back!
T'mar: Then I'm--
Matt: No.
T'mar: We had this argument already.
Matt: And I won.
T'mar: That was before this message came through!
The Republic's on its way back here. The Normandy can hook up with them and I'll transfer over. David can look after the twins. He's been helping me do it whenever Dorman had to leave them with me.
Besides, Sam's been my sister a hell of a lot longer than you've been married to her!
Matt: T'mar, I--!
T'mar: I... am... going.
*She grabs her jacket, gets the twins and the 4 head towards the docking bay.*
Matt: You sure you want to bring those kids--?
T'mar: We get to the final jump point and I'll transport back to the Normandy. The Republic doesn't have to go near the coordinates - so neither do the twins.
A better idea if she doesn't. The Normandy was built for stealth. She can get in without anyone seeing.
*Sam recognises the cinnamon smell. She starts seeing a figure in the shadows. She shakes her head, trying to get the figure out.*
Sam: You're not real.
You're not real. You're dead. You're not real.
*In the observation room.*
Richard: Morrison!
Morrison: What do you want from me?
Richard: They are gassing my kid!
Morrison: Spice isn't lethal, Richard. It enhances the recipient's telepathic--
Richard: I read the info packet! Sam won't let herself become an addict!
Morrison: Then that's her problem if she dies.
Richard: You heartless son of a...!
*Richard cuts of the gas flow and runs out.*
Morrison: Damn.
*He taps a comm panel.*
Kela, Richard's doing something stupid. Kill him before he lets Allington escape.
*Richard runs into the cell and kneels in front of Sam, who is still shaking her head, eyes closed.*
Richard: Sam.
Sam: Not real. Not real. Not real.
Richard: Sam!
*He grabs Sam's arms, trying to shake her out of it.*
Sam, it's me!
*Sam opens her eyes, seeing Richard looking at her, frightened.*
Are you okay?
Sam: What are you doing?
Richard: You're my daughter.
I know, I blew it. I let you down completely as a father. But, for the record, I never once wanted D.I.S. to kidnap you. I was going to approach you about it, do it delicately. They must have panicked when I died.
*Sam glares at him.*
I know it doesn't make it any better... and I know that nothing I say or do will make it up to you. I know a lot has happened to you, Angel. I know you've made a lot of mistakes.
Maybe if I'd been there, you might have...
Sam: Maybe...
But that was a lifetime ago. My lifetime.
Richard: I didn't want this for you. I thought...
Sam: Do you know what D.I.S. did?
25 Republic Officials dead, thanks to Archangel.
They even gave Daro Jenn the plans for Operation: Citadel and the Republic Defence Codes for Solais. The codes you stole for them.
Richard: What?!
I never gave them any...!
Morrison, you son of a--!
Come on! We're getting out of here!
*He stands up.*
Sam: I'm not going anywhere with you!
Richard: Sam, I--!
*OOC: Have Kela kill Richard now. Something slow, so he can at least have a last moment with Sam.*
*Kela Fires a shot at Richard.. it hits him squarely in the stomach... another shot hits his intestines.. going right through him...*
Kela: Vengeance tastes too good...
*As she leaves and shuts the door... *
Resume the gas Morrison.. Richard is already dead... there is no treating a wound like that.
*The Vanguard and Federation Security teams begin entering the facility... Splitting up into three groups.. and Sending their ace in the hole by himself..*
Danny: Alright no problems so far... No teams right now... Blake how about your end?
*Kela Fires a shot at Richard.. it hits him squarely in the stomach... another shot hits his intestines.. going right through him...*
Kela: Vengeance tastes too good...
*As she leaves and shuts the door... *
Resume the gas Morrison.. Richard is already dead... there is no treating a wound like that.
*The hissing continues again... slowly... *
*Sam cradles Richard's body, as he starts coughing up blood. Tears pour down Sam's face.*
Sam *sobbing* Dad...
Richard *fading*: Angel...
*He lifts his hand up, falling on the back of her neck as his body starts to go limp.*
Sam *sobbing*: Please...
Richard *fading*: I've always loved you...
*Sam hears a beep from the collar.*
...my little angel...
Sam *sobbing*: Daddy...
*Richard's body goes limp. Sam starts to break down, tears streaking down her face. The tears start to burn, drying on her skin as a furious white bursts through the gap between her eyelids and her skin starts to glow white.*
Angel *Sam's mind*: Ready?
Sam *pure rage*: Burn!
*Morrison is watching in the observation room.*
Morrison: What the hell?!
*Sam slowly stands up, looking directly towards the wall separating the two rooms.*
Oh... sh--!
*A white blast suddenly blasts through, slamming Morrison into the opposite wall. Sam advances into the room, her eyes dimming. She contemplates killing him, but there's someone else in that room she wants.
With a beam of white energy, she melts the Observation Room door shut, glaring at Kela with absolute hatred as Angel returns to shielding the baby, letting Sam take Kela one-on-one.*
Sam *complete hatred*: You are going to die!
*She rushes Kela, punching her ferociously across the face, followed by a brutal kick to the abdomen, a knee to the abdomen and a punch to the throat before grabbing Kela by the collar and throwing her into the desk, grabbing her neck there, pinning her there in the stranglehold.*
*The Vanguard and Federation Security teams begin entering the facility... Splitting up into three groups.. and Sending their ace in the hole by himself..*
Danny: Alright no problems so far... No teams right now... Blake how about your end?
Widow: Contact!!
*The Aliens come in squads no heavies yet.. *
Armada *Over Comm*: Oh, it's going great!
*Armada and Destroyer are tearing through their section - in the Destroyer's case, literally - a storm of phaser blasts and micro-torps from Armada taking out swathes of hostiles while Destroyer just... well... destroys them.*
Keep moving! The sooner we find Cap and the colonists...!
Firefly: wait a second only one known person in the files has that high ranking in power. Sam. Sinclaire I think I've found him but we have to move quickly.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Sam cradles Richard's body, as he starts coughing up blood. Tears pour down Sam's face.*
Sam *sobbing* Dad...
Richard *fading*: Angel...
*He lifts his hand up, falling on the back of her neck as his body starts to go limp.*
Sam *sobbing*: Please...
Richard *fading*: I've always loved you...
*Sam hears a beep from the collar.*
...my little angel...
Sam *sobbing*: Daddy...
*Richard's body goes limp. Sam starts to break down, tears streaking down her face. The tears start to burn, drying on her skin as a furious white bursts through the gap between her eyelids and her skin starts to glow white.*
Angel *Sam's mind*: Ready?
Sam *pure rage*: Burn!
*Morrison is watching in the observation room.*
Morrison: What the hell?!
*Sam slowly stands up, looking directly towards the wall separating the two rooms.*
Oh... sh--!
*A white blast suddenly blasts through, slamming Morrison into the opposite wall. Sam advances into the room, her eyes dimming. She contemplates killing him, but there's someone else in that room she wants.
With a beam of white energy, she melts the Observation Room door shut, glaring at Kela with absolute hatred as Angel returns to shielding the baby, letting Sam take Kela one-on-one.*
Sam *complete hatred*: You are going to die!
*She rushes Kela, punching her ferociously across the face, followed by a brutal kick to the abdomen, a knee to the abdomen and a punch to the throat before grabbing Kela by the collar and throwing her into the desk, grabbing her neck there, pinning her there in the stranglehold.*
*OOC: You do know she still has the collar on her neck right? *
*Armada and Destroyer are tearing through their section - in the Destroyer's case, literally - a storm of phaser blasts and micro-torps from Armada taking out swathes of hostiles while Destroyer just... well... destroys them.*
Keep moving! The sooner we find Cap and the colonists...!
Danny: Just keep an eye out for their heavies. Plus ...
*The comm is being interrupted as the conversation is put to a halt.*
Danny: Lets keep moving... I am sure they are going to be fine...
Widow: You sure about that?
Danny: I have only seen Destroyer lose once. I doubt they have any one of those around here.
*A burst of Phaser fire rips a squad apart before they could get the drop on them..*
Firefly. : she's definitely mad. Because I assume stane was smart enough to put a collar on her. But I bet he underestimated her real abilities. We should hurry.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
OOC: Re-read the post. Richard turned it off. Or at least, that was implied.
*OOC: Mm.. Okay..Not the idea I would have had. But I can roll with it. Just dunno how they are going to destroy a relay...*
*Kela laughs...*
Kela: Funny, when your guilty of the thing I am accused of.
Think about it Sam...
Think about all of those you made Orphans, by helping the shadows destroying worlds... Your not better than me.. I would say your worse.
*Dorman is being held in cuffs and taken to the Ghola room... He hasn't been roughed up... Stane stands before him... as well as the ghastly tank*
Stane: Ah Admiral Dorman... This may be the first time we have met. I must say a big fan of yours..
Dorman: Well... I guess that is why I am not roughed up at the moment...
Stane: Of course.. I do have respect for those that are excellent examples to people.
Dorman: What do you want from me and why should I even consider doing it..
Stane: Oh... Now don't you know by now who is in the tank ?
*Dorman is punched around and taken to the tank so he can see...*
Dorman: Wha... It.. It can't be....
*Viciously turning to Stane*
Let her out damn it...!
Stane: That is the thing Dorman... We can't she would be physically complete but mentally no more than a child... It is restoring her that we leave to you... you know her best.
Dorman: TRIBBLE...
Stane: 192...
Dorman: What?
Stane: Spare me heroics I have heard that line 192 times so far... Do come up with something better.
Dorman: Ok.. How about TRIBBLE head..
Stane: That is an old one.. But that will do.
Tech: Do it Admiral.. You don't have much time before the tank births her...
Dorman: *hangs his head..*
Damn it...
*He puts his head to the tank and closes his eyes... memories of her, and the time spent with her...Her death... The small chance that there isn't strings attached... *
Dorman: Come back to me.. Come on back Liz...
*The tank is firing up rapidly... and then suddenly it opens and greenish fluid pours out along with a naked Fisher... who is quickly robed...up by techs...*
Fisher: *her eyes open... confused and mind racing in millions of directions... Does look up to Dorman.. to her has indeed gotten older...*
Will?
Babe?
How long has it been?
Where am I?
Dorman: *Teary eyed Just holds her...* A long time... So long...
Fisher: *Grasps her head as the hums grow louder..*
Your not with these men are you?
Dorman: No... I wouldn't dream of it.
Stane: I am sorry to break up a emotionally charged reunion... But Admiral.. there is a cost to this...
Dorman: You dirty soulless
Stane: You did know that didn't you?
Dorman: I won't do it.
Stane: Then she will die infront of you again...
*Men surround both of them...*
Dorman: Son of a...
*OOC: Now Sinclaire has to make a choice... Help the Vanguard... or Dorman and Sam...*
*Soon the destroyer is flung around like a rag doll by Biotics as heavies start rolling in along with the General, Danny and Widow's path brings them to Blake's *
Danny: Damn... This must be where the path leads... Widow.. *looking at her softly* Give them cover.. I will take the General..
*Tapping his comm..*
Blake stand down and try and keep them busy...
*The Preserver and the others show up and it turns into one massive fire fight... *
*OOC: Mm.. Okay..Not the idea I would have had. But I can roll with it. Just dunno how they are going to destroy a relay...*
*Kela laughs...*
Kela: Funny, when your guilty of the thing I am accused of.
Think about it Sam...
Think about all of those you made Orphans, by helping the shadows destroying worlds... Your not better than me.. I would say your worse.
*Dorman is being held in cuffs and taken to the Ghola room... He hasn't been roughed up... Stane stands before him... as well as the ghastly tank*
Stane: Ah Admiral Dorman... This may be the first time we have met. I must say a big fan of yours..
Dorman: Well... I guess that is why I am not roughed up at the moment...
Stane: Of course.. I do have respect for those that are excellent examples to people.
Dorman: What do you want from me and why should I even consider doing it..
Stane: Oh... Now don't you know by now who is in the tank ?
*Dorman is punched around and taken to the tank so he can see...*
Dorman: Wha... It.. It can't be....
*Viciously turning to Stane*
Let her out damn it...!
Stane: That is the thing Dorman... We can't she would be physically complete but mentally no more than a child... It is restoring her that we leave to you... you know her best.
Dorman: TRIBBLE...
Stane: 192...
Dorman: What?
Stane: Spare me heroics I have heard that line 192 times so far... Do come up with something better.
Dorman: Ok.. How about TRIBBLE head..
Stane: That is an old one.. But that will do.
Tech: Do it Admiral.. You don't have much time before the tank births her...
Dorman: *hangs his head..*
Damn it...
*He puts his head to the tank and closes his eyes... memories of her, and the time spent with her...Her death... The small chance that there isn't strings attached... *
Dorman: Come back to me.. Come on back Liz...
*The tank is firing up rapidly... and then suddenly it opens and greenish fluid pours out along with a naked Fisher... who is quickly robed...up by techs...*
Fisher: *her eyes open... confused and mind racing in millions of directions... Does look up to Dorman.. to her has indeed gotten older...*
Will?
Babe?
How long has it been?
Where am I?
Dorman: *Teary eyed Just holds her...* A long time... So long...
Fisher: *Grasps her head as the hums grow louder..*
Your not with these men are you?
Dorman: No... I wouldn't dream of it.
Stane: I am sorry to break up a emotionally charged reunion... But Admiral.. there is a cost to this...
Dorman: You dirty soulless
Stane: You did know that didn't you?
Dorman: I won't do it.
Stane: Then she will die infront of you again...
*Men surround both of them...*
Dorman: Son of a...
*OOC: Now Sinclaire has to make a choice... Help the Vanguard... or Dorman and Sam...*
Sam *pure hatred*: You murdered my father!
*She yells out as she throws Kela into a wall, knocking Kela to the ground. Sam glares at, fists clenched, ready to let loose with everything she has.*
GET UP!
You wanted to kill me?! Come on! I am going to kill you with my bare hands!
He draws both swords as firefly primes two grbedaes.
Sinclaire : dorman down!
Firefly toss the grenades and opens fire with his phaser rifle as Sinclaire lands in the center of the attackers moving smoothly through them twirling both swords.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Firefly throws two grendaes as he slides in front of dorman and continues to fire. Tossing him one of his pistols while firing with his automatic rifle. Sinclaire continues to now them down
Firefly: admiral we need to get you both out of here now.
He fires some more. Trying to cover the both of them as one man gets close firefly pulls out his coombat knife stabbing the man and flipping him over.
Firefly: I should get out more this is exciting.
Else where Jacob is in his quarters as he opens up a side compartment with a suit stores inside. He has to go find cap. He walks up to it activating it. And nothing will stop him from finding his friends.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*She yells out as she throws Kela into a wall, knocking Kela to the ground. Sam glares at, fists clenched, ready to let loose with everything she has.*
GET UP!
You wanted to kill me?! Come on! I am going to kill you with my bare hands!
Kela: You murdered Billions. makes no difference...
He draws both swords as firefly primes two grbedaes.
Sinclaire : dorman down!
Firefly toss the grenades and opens fire with his phaser rifle as Sinclaire lands in the center of the attackers moving smoothly through them twirling both swords.
Dorman: *Covering his wife* Impeccable timing...
Sinclaire.. Get down...
*Stane rushes out as he soon dominates Sinclaire's mind...making him fight Firefly.... *
Stane: Foolish Guardian... Your mind is easy now to enter.. and control... *Black tendrils appear in his vision....*
Dorman: *Moving his wife to safety by telekinetic bursting men off the ground and into walls. *
Come on Matt hurry the hell up..
Stane: *turns to a Iconian * speed up the relay opening...
Iconian: Yes sir.
*He begins to speed up the count down...*
12 hours sir...
Stane: Should do the trick but do more..
*Alien base*
Danny: *getting tossed into a wall as the group is moving to a different door. *
*Grunts*
Come on you ugly mother...
*another blow knocks him into the door..*
General: *Booming voice while glowing gold* Pathetic human... you are meaningless to the great scheme of things.. Yet you fight against inevitability...
Widow: Come on get him out of there..
*The Preserver fires off a warp ball at the General breaking him apart...*
*Widow takes Danny by the arm and leads him to the open door...with the rest of the group...*
Blake lock that door down.. Do something to keep them back...
*As he begins to melt the door closed. Everyone looks up to a room full of pods with humans in them... Including Captain Sanders...*
Danny: Cap.. *He begins to pound on the door and attempt to open it...*
*The other pods begin to spew steam as nanites begin to break down individuals into paste...*
Reynolds: Break them out !!!!
*They begin to break the pods open and pull people out... including Sanders before they are processed.*
Reynolds: My god... what were they doing here...
Widow: Initial scans showed that there was a large power signal past these corridors...
We will need to move to it in a group.. as the base's power source is right there..
Reynolds: Reynolds to ship are the repairs finished?
XO: Getting there sir.. We have everything but transporters.
Reynolds: How long will that take?
XO: At least a couple hours..
Reynolds: We have people here that need pickup...
XO: We can reach them for a pick up shuttle run..
Reynolds: Alright give the coordinates for the point.. I will be sending two Vanguard with them...
Comments
Sinclaire: one man and you should know him well. Stane.
Firefly looks a little confused.
Firefly: and why are we looking for the man on the galaxies most wanted.
Sinclaire: because I need answers. I don't need to fight I just need to talk to him and find out what he's doing.
Firefly: alright I'll start monitoring comm traffic and bank accounts. We will find him and I'll get a team together.
Sinclaire : very well. I'll be outside if you need.
Firefly: oh don't worry. I can handle this.
*Elsewhere, The Galactic Core The USS Venture..*
*The Venture is damaged and barely running on emergency power... the main's and secondary power sources are down... Though the Preserver was right it seems...*
Reynolds: Everyone ok?
XO: I am fine.
Helm: Good.. Just think I broke something...
Tactical: Just a knock on the head
Science: Whiplash but I am ok.
Ops: I am ok.. Just dazed.
Reynolds: I want people bringing back power to the ship... I also want security forces around every entrance to the ship... Get the bulkheads on the breaches sealed manually.
XO: I am sure everyone is on it sir..
*The hatch opens as it is Danny and Widow in Normal Suits. *
Danny: Everyone ok?
Reynolds: Jury is out on that one, but it looks like it.
Widow: I think the good thing is that we haven't noticed any security teams from the Aliens.
*Sam recognises the cinnamon smell. She starts seeing a figure in the shadows. She shakes her head, trying to get the figure out.*
Sam: You're not real.
You're not real. You're dead. You're not real.
*In the observation room.*
Richard: Morrison!
Morrison: What do you want from me?
Richard: They are gassing my kid!
Morrison: Spice isn't lethal, Richard. It enhances the recipient's telepathic--
Richard: I read the info packet! Sam won't let herself become an addict!
Morrison: Then that's her problem if she dies.
Richard: You heartless son of a...!
*Richard cuts of the gas flow and runs out.*
Morrison: Damn.
*He taps a comm panel.*
Kela, Richard's doing something stupid. Kill him before he lets Allington escape.
*Richard runs into the cell and kneels in front of Sam, who is still shaking her head, eyes closed.*
Richard: Sam.
Sam: Not real. Not real. Not real.
Richard: Sam!
*He grabs Sam's arms, trying to shake her out of it.*
Sam, it's me!
*Sam opens her eyes, seeing Richard looking at her, frightened.*
Are you okay?
Sam: What are you doing?
Richard: You're my daughter.
I know, I blew it. I let you down completely as a father. But, for the record, I never once wanted D.I.S. to kidnap you. I was going to approach you about it, do it delicately. They must have panicked when I died.
*Sam glares at him.*
I know it doesn't make it any better... and I know that nothing I say or do will make it up to you. I know a lot has happened to you, Angel. I know you've made a lot of mistakes.
Maybe if I'd been there, you might have...
Sam: Maybe...
But that was a lifetime ago. My lifetime.
Richard: I didn't want this for you. I thought...
Sam: Do you know what D.I.S. did?
25 Republic Officials dead, thanks to Archangel.
They even gave Daro Jenn the plans for Operation: Citadel and the Republic Defence Codes for Solais. The codes you stole for them.
Richard: What?!
I never gave them any...!
Morrison, you son of a--!
Come on! We're getting out of here!
*He stands up.*
Sam: I'm not going anywhere with you!
Richard: Sam, I--!
*OOC: Have Kela kill Richard now. Something slow, so he can at least have a last moment with Sam.*
Trials of Blood and Fire
Moving On Parts 1-3 - Part 4
In Cold Blood
*T'mar is there watching the message with Matt. Matt stands up.*
T'mar: What are you--?
Matt: The Normandy's at Bay 4.
*He grabs his jacket and heads for the door.*
T'mar: Dorman just--!
Matt: I am getting my wife back!
T'mar: Then I'm--
Matt: No.
T'mar: We had this argument already.
Matt: And I won.
T'mar: That was before this message came through!
The Republic's on its way back here. The Normandy can hook up with them and I'll transfer over. David can look after the twins. He's been helping me do it whenever Dorman had to leave them with me.
Besides, Sam's been my sister a hell of a lot longer than you've been married to her!
Matt: T'mar, I--!
T'mar: I... am... going.
*She grabs her jacket, gets the twins and the 4 head towards the docking bay.*
Matt: You sure you want to bring those kids--?
T'mar: We get to the final jump point and I'll transport back to the Normandy. The Republic doesn't have to go near the coordinates - so neither do the twins.
A better idea if she doesn't. The Normandy was built for stealth. She can get in without anyone seeing.
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Firefly goes working on the device.
Firefly: a few moments. I'm still keeping my eyes out for any use of powers. But other wise we will have to do it the old fashioned way.
Sinclaire: keep at it
*Kela Fires a shot at Richard.. it hits him squarely in the stomach... another shot hits his intestines.. going right through him...*
Kela: Vengeance tastes too good...
*As she leaves and shuts the door... *
Resume the gas Morrison.. Richard is already dead... there is no treating a wound like that.
*The hissing continues again... slowly... *
*The Vanguard and Federation Security teams begin entering the facility... Splitting up into three groups.. and Sending their ace in the hole by himself..*
Danny: Alright no problems so far... No teams right now... Blake how about your end?
Widow: Contact!!
*The Aliens come in squads no heavies yet.. *
*The worm's black box hits again... knocking my system's out and a few permanently..*
*Sam cradles Richard's body, as he starts coughing up blood. Tears pour down Sam's face.*
Sam *sobbing* Dad...
Richard *fading*: Angel...
*He lifts his hand up, falling on the back of her neck as his body starts to go limp.*
Sam *sobbing*: Please...
Richard *fading*: I've always loved you...
*Sam hears a beep from the collar.*
...my little angel...
Sam *sobbing*: Daddy...
*Richard's body goes limp. Sam starts to break down, tears streaking down her face. The tears start to burn, drying on her skin as a furious white bursts through the gap between her eyelids and her skin starts to glow white.*
Angel *Sam's mind*: Ready?
Sam *pure rage*: Burn!
*Morrison is watching in the observation room.*
Morrison: What the hell?!
*Sam slowly stands up, looking directly towards the wall separating the two rooms.*
Oh... sh--!
*A white blast suddenly blasts through, slamming Morrison into the opposite wall. Sam advances into the room, her eyes dimming. She contemplates killing him, but there's someone else in that room she wants.
With a beam of white energy, she melts the Observation Room door shut, glaring at Kela with absolute hatred as Angel returns to shielding the baby, letting Sam take Kela one-on-one.*
Sam *complete hatred*: You are going to die!
*She rushes Kela, punching her ferociously across the face, followed by a brutal kick to the abdomen, a knee to the abdomen and a punch to the throat before grabbing Kela by the collar and throwing her into the desk, grabbing her neck there, pinning her there in the stranglehold.*
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Armada *Over Comm*: Oh, it's going great!
*Armada and Destroyer are tearing through their section - in the Destroyer's case, literally - a storm of phaser blasts and micro-torps from Armada taking out swathes of hostiles while Destroyer just... well... destroys them.*
Keep moving! The sooner we find Cap and the colonists...!
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Firefly: wait a second only one known person in the files has that high ranking in power. Sam. Sinclaire I think I've found him but we have to move quickly.
Sinclaire : you find something.
Firefly: yes coordinates.
Sinclaire: let's go have a chat with stane
*OOC: You do know she still has the collar on her neck right? *
Danny: Just keep an eye out for their heavies. Plus ...
*The comm is being interrupted as the conversation is put to a halt.*
Danny: Lets keep moving... I am sure they are going to be fine...
Widow: You sure about that?
Danny: I have only seen Destroyer lose once. I doubt they have any one of those around here.
*A burst of Phaser fire rips a squad apart before they could get the drop on them..*
Come on..
OOC: Re-read the post. Richard turned it off. Or at least, that was implied.
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Firefly: OK we should look for her to if we are looking for one why not find her to.
*OOC: Mm.. Okay..Not the idea I would have had. But I can roll with it. Just dunno how they are going to destroy a relay...*
*Kela laughs...*
Kela: Funny, when your guilty of the thing I am accused of.
Think about it Sam...
Think about all of those you made Orphans, by helping the shadows destroying worlds... Your not better than me.. I would say your worse.
*Dorman is being held in cuffs and taken to the Ghola room... He hasn't been roughed up... Stane stands before him... as well as the ghastly tank*
Stane: Ah Admiral Dorman... This may be the first time we have met. I must say a big fan of yours..
Dorman: Well... I guess that is why I am not roughed up at the moment...
Stane: Of course.. I do have respect for those that are excellent examples to people.
Dorman: What do you want from me and why should I even consider doing it..
Stane: Oh... Now don't you know by now who is in the tank ?
*Dorman is punched around and taken to the tank so he can see...*
Dorman: Wha... It.. It can't be....
*Viciously turning to Stane*
Let her out damn it...!
Stane: That is the thing Dorman... We can't she would be physically complete but mentally no more than a child... It is restoring her that we leave to you... you know her best.
Dorman: TRIBBLE...
Stane: 192...
Dorman: What?
Stane: Spare me heroics I have heard that line 192 times so far... Do come up with something better.
Dorman: Ok.. How about TRIBBLE head..
Stane: That is an old one.. But that will do.
Tech: Do it Admiral.. You don't have much time before the tank births her...
Dorman: *hangs his head..*
Damn it...
*He puts his head to the tank and closes his eyes... memories of her, and the time spent with her...Her death... The small chance that there isn't strings attached... *
Dorman: Come back to me.. Come on back Liz...
*The tank is firing up rapidly... and then suddenly it opens and greenish fluid pours out along with a naked Fisher... who is quickly robed...up by techs...*
Fisher: *her eyes open... confused and mind racing in millions of directions... Does look up to Dorman.. to her has indeed gotten older...*
Will?
Babe?
How long has it been?
Where am I?
Dorman: *Teary eyed Just holds her...* A long time... So long...
Fisher: *Grasps her head as the hums grow louder..*
Your not with these men are you?
Dorman: No... I wouldn't dream of it.
Stane: I am sorry to break up a emotionally charged reunion... But Admiral.. there is a cost to this...
Dorman: You dirty soulless
Stane: You did know that didn't you?
Dorman: I won't do it.
Stane: Then she will die infront of you again...
*Men surround both of them...*
Dorman: Son of a...
*OOC: Now Sinclaire has to make a choice... Help the Vanguard... or Dorman and Sam...*
*Soon the destroyer is flung around like a rag doll by Biotics as heavies start rolling in along with the General, Danny and Widow's path brings them to Blake's *
Danny: Damn... This must be where the path leads... Widow.. *looking at her softly* Give them cover.. I will take the General..
*Tapping his comm..*
Blake stand down and try and keep them busy...
*The Preserver and the others show up and it turns into one massive fire fight... *
I will take the General.
Sam *pure hatred*: You murdered my father!
*She yells out as she throws Kela into a wall, knocking Kela to the ground. Sam glares at, fists clenched, ready to let loose with everything she has.*
GET UP!
You wanted to kill me?! Come on! I am going to kill you with my bare hands!
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He draws both swords as firefly primes two grbedaes.
Sinclaire : dorman down!
Firefly toss the grenades and opens fire with his phaser rifle as Sinclaire lands in the center of the attackers moving smoothly through them twirling both swords.
Firefly: admiral we need to get you both out of here now.
He fires some more. Trying to cover the both of them as one man gets close firefly pulls out his coombat knife stabbing the man and flipping him over.
Firefly: I should get out more this is exciting.
Else where Jacob is in his quarters as he opens up a side compartment with a suit stores inside. He has to go find cap. He walks up to it activating it. And nothing will stop him from finding his friends.
Kela: You murdered Billions. makes no difference...
He steps in front of him as a shot hits him dead center.
Firefly: ow!
He draws two pistols dropping the attacker.
Sinclaire: that didn't hurt you
Firefly: I know it was reflex
Dorman: *Covering his wife* Impeccable timing...
Sinclaire.. Get down...
*Stane rushes out as he soon dominates Sinclaire's mind...making him fight Firefly.... *
Stane: Foolish Guardian... Your mind is easy now to enter.. and control... *Black tendrils appear in his vision....*
Dorman: *Moving his wife to safety by telekinetic bursting men off the ground and into walls. *
Come on Matt hurry the hell up..
Stane: *turns to a Iconian * speed up the relay opening...
Iconian: Yes sir.
*He begins to speed up the count down...*
12 hours sir...
Stane: Should do the trick but do more..
*Alien base*
Danny: *getting tossed into a wall as the group is moving to a different door. *
*Grunts*
Come on you ugly mother...
*another blow knocks him into the door..*
General: *Booming voice while glowing gold* Pathetic human... you are meaningless to the great scheme of things.. Yet you fight against inevitability...
Widow: Come on get him out of there..
*The Preserver fires off a warp ball at the General breaking him apart...*
*Widow takes Danny by the arm and leads him to the open door...with the rest of the group...*
Blake lock that door down.. Do something to keep them back...
*As he begins to melt the door closed. Everyone looks up to a room full of pods with humans in them... Including Captain Sanders...*
Danny: Cap.. *He begins to pound on the door and attempt to open it...*
*The other pods begin to spew steam as nanites begin to break down individuals into paste...*
Reynolds: Break them out !!!!
*They begin to break the pods open and pull people out... including Sanders before they are processed.*
Reynolds: My god... what were they doing here...
Widow: Initial scans showed that there was a large power signal past these corridors...
We will need to move to it in a group.. as the base's power source is right there..
Reynolds: Reynolds to ship are the repairs finished?
XO: Getting there sir.. We have everything but transporters.
Reynolds: How long will that take?
XO: At least a couple hours..
Reynolds: We have people here that need pickup...
XO: We can reach them for a pick up shuttle run..
Reynolds: Alright give the coordinates for the point.. I will be sending two Vanguard with them...
Firefly : oh I left surprises for you
He pulls a trigger that detonates explosives all over the base while he keeps Sinclaire busy.
Firefly: I know more moves then almost anything.
He fires again and throughs a grenade at stane while leaping over Sinclaire slipping a device on him knocking him out.
Firefly: I came prepared and you need to stop with the genetics my friend. They can come back to haunt you.
He clears the room pointing both pistols at stane.
Firefly : dorman get you and your friend out of here. I'll watch crazy and creepy.