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**darksage**

Sweat drips from my forehead as I pace back and forth. I stop for a minute and lift the com and begin to speak into it."Before I decide anything, were the Un the ones who butchered my family? What really happened to my memory? What were my parents names?" I look at Rachel and then back to the Conclave, edging on the decision to be made.

**Mordoskul**

(Ray)

There is a slight pause on the other end before the Voice replies; "Your parents were Samuel and Marilyn Jacobs, your birth name was James Francis Jacobs. Your father was a steelworker during the N'ss War, and your mother was waitress. When we came to power in the years following, they fought us tooth and nail in the Resistance. During the Third Great Purge, you were captured by our Enforcers. You were acting as a Captain to the Great Enemy, and were subdued and brought to a Reeducation Camp, where you were taught the true way, the Conclave way. You were a fine learner, and you made a wonderful Ghost. With a total of over eighty-six terminations of rebel organizers, you were quite a valuable asset. When you began to develop free will and a personality, we put you through a Loyalty Test, where you executed over twenty of the Great Enemy, including Samuel and Marilyn Jacobs. We knew that if you developed free will, and remained loyal, you would need to either be terminated or inducted into the Inner Circle. We opted to test your will with increasingly horrific encounters, from suicide missions to bombing runs. All leading up to now, we knew what lurked in the Lazarus Facility, and we required it to further the Great Work." The line goes silent, waiting for a response.

**Mordoskul**

(Dez)

Your head rings with white noise as the howler leaps for you from the window.

1-15

**darksage**

"Samuel...Marilyn...My fake name was my real name....I guess I subconsciously Remembered when looking for a cover. You son of a bi*ch, you took everything away from me! You stole my life..."I fall to my knees and look at the ground."It's all coming back now, the capture, the war, you forced me to kill my own parents!...All of those soldiers...My friends... You bastard..." I stand and turn to the wall resting my head against it, thinking as time narrows down.

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

12

**Mordoskul**

(Gaz)

You race down the car, and come to a halt as you see Ray, Rachel and three Conclave soldiers standing amidst a field of corpses. Ray is pale, and sweat runs down his face as he hold a com to his ear.

**Mordoskul**

(Dez)

The howler knocks you to the ground, driving the air from your lungs like a hammer. It latches it's jaws around your head and pulls.

1-10

**Mordoskul**

(PZQ745937)

Your shot blows the other arm off the ripper, and it stumbles into an observation dome, cracking the glass with it's bulk. Wasting no time, you charge it, slamming the heavy butt of the mauler into the mycomorph's face, bursting apart it's misshapen skull with your shotgun, spraying bone and grey matter about the observation room as the glass shatters, sending the creature stumbling back. It crawls about, searching for you. You proceed to dismember it with a series of shots from your mauler, and if finally lays still. The uneasy feeling of being watched increases, and you can hear a rustling sound as something moves behind you. In front of you, an immense, stick-like shadow falls on the floor, reaching out towards you.

**darksage**

I spend a long moment looking over Gaz and Rachel, I stand "It was no decision" I walk to stand in he group of Conclave officers. Suddenly I feel my self losing the free will that had been fought tooth and nail for."No I can't let this happen" I whisper to myself. In a deft motion I grab the Conclave leading officer and put a knife to his neck and hold him in front of me. "put your guns down or I kill him and they kill you. I've made my decision, let this be the end of it. Voice, who ever or whatever you are, go f*ck yourself."

**Mordoskul**

(Ray, James?)

The soldiers train their guns on you, and let out a torrent of fire, ripping through the officer's body, and impacting on your armor. The rounds having been slowed by your 'shield' and his armor, do not harm you. The Voice whispers into your com; "Charnel-Black-Omega. Kill her, then kill yourself." You feel your pistol taking aim at Rachel as your Terminal Switch is flipped, the urge too powerful to ignore.

1-20

**Vulkan_He'stan**

*shoot the officers* 7
"ray Dont do it!
You can fight it!"

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

"Argh f**k!" I scream.

18

**mink580**

8

**Mordoskul**

(Gaz)

You leap out of cover, your ripsaw tearing a soldier in half with the sheer intensity of your fire. The other soldier lobs a grenade towards you, and it land at your feet.

1-14

**Mordoskul**

(Dez, that was a 1-10 test, not a 1-20)

**Mordoskul**

(Howler Alpha)

You and the remaining members of your pack latch on to the side of the hurtling tram, forcing your way inside the fast vessel.

**darksage**

7

**Mordoskul**

(James)

Your mind clears, even as blood streams from your mouth and nose, and your blood pounds like a jackhammer through your skull. You stumble back coughing against the window, seeing Gaz leap into the car, ripping a soldier in half with his weapon. Rachel responds, shooting the other through the head with her pistol.

**darksage**

I stumble as I try to stand. "Last f*cking time we show them any mercy. Sh*t where's Dez!?" I straighten myself out and wipe the blood from my face. I start to sprint to where we last left Dez.

**Mordoskul**

(James, Rachel, Gaz)

You run back to where you left Dez, and you begin to feel the tram beginning to slow down, and the Mycomorphs outside begin to break through with alarming speed.

**darksage**

We run, shooting all in our path in the charge to get to Dez.

**Mordoskul**

Dispatching a group of vivisectors, you begin to push open a broken door, you can hear an excited whooping coming from up ahead. A noose-like tongue shoots out from the gap in the door, and it wraps around Rachel's throat, pinning her against the door.

**darksage**

I pull my combat knife and attempt to cut the tongue before it can do any damage.

**Mordoskul**

You saw through the tough fiber of the lyncher's tongue, and it retracts, spraying foul dark blood on yourself and Rachel. Heaving the door open, Rachel descends upon the serpentine creature, power saw in hand. She jams the purring blade deep into it's split face, and saws it it twain. "Don't just stand there, move!"

**darksage**

"Don't have to tell me twice!" We continue to haul as$ trying to make it in time.

**Mordoskul**

(UN TEAM)

Nearing the front of the tram, you can hear a wailing moan, and one of the crab creatures from the Green House shambles forward, swinging it's club-like arm at you.

1-10

**darksage**

me: 3
Rach: 7

**Vulkan_He'stan**

4

**Mordoskul**

(UN TEAM)

The massive claw smashes across James' face, sending his helmet flying, and knocking him against the wall with a dull crunch. Rachel digs her power saw into the mycomorph's chest, shaving off bits of chitin. Firing your ripsaw, you blow a hole through it's chest, and it staggers back a bit.

**Mordoskul**

(PZQ745937)

Your com buzzes, and the flat tone of a transponder intones;
ERROR-
SUBJECT-GHOST 391354108835
TERMINATION ORDERED
CODE:SWORD-EAGLE-FALCON

SERVITUDE IS IT'S OWN REWARD

The location of the traitor is burned into your mind, nearby, in fact, he's coming ever closer by the second.