Night 7
It was near an end. As numbers dwindled, the crew of the
Shadow of Intent went to bed for their 7th Night since the presence of Covenant was discovered. There were killings every night. Tonight was no different.
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mayor was no ordinary target however.
mayor was an AI. She was impossible to kill, in the normal sense of the word. She was, however, being hunted that night. Her pursuer had good intelligence that she was the AI masquerading as a marine. He was right. That night, he snuck to the room assigned to the marine he was supposed to kill.
mayor was in her console, seemingly asleep. Her attacker crept toward the console silently. As he got there,
mayor woke up.
What the hell? she said, but it was too late. Her attacker had already pulled the chip from the console and crushed it under his foot. He knew that mayor was not dead, but she would be so fragmented in the near future that it wouldnt matter.
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Kennigit in similar fashion as many people before him, took a walk around the ship. He was armed to the teeth, but it didnt matter.
His pursuer floated up behind him and put a burning laser straight through his back. He cried out in pain, and died after a couple of minutes due to massive burns to his skin and internal organs.
His attacker then floated back to his room, waiting for the next dawn to come.
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All this planning. All this waiting. For this. Yes, this was worth it.
Stealth was not something that either
Double A or
Gone 3 the Celt were good at. But they had both been forced to use stealth and intelligence gathering in order to find each other. It had taken over a week Earth time, but they had finally done it.
Now they were going to escape. They both snuck to a cargo bay to meet up that night.
Are you ready Brother?
Gone 3 the Celt asked.
As ready as Ill ever be,
Double A replied.
They both then stealthily made their way to a Phantom to make their escape. It took them awhile, and they heard screaming on their way to it. They assumed that more people were dying. It happened every night on this damn ship. Once they were on the Phantom, they looked at each other.
How did we ever get on opposite sides of this war Brother? one of them asked the other.
I dont know Brother. I really dont. But this war has had too much bloodshed for me. I will not kill my Brother, no matter who tells me to do it.
Same here. Now lets go before someone tries to stop us, the first one said.
And they were off, speeding away through the atmosphere on a stolen Phantom.
Where to?
Double A asked.
Anywhere but here,
Gone 3 the Celt responded.
And they were free. Free from the war, and from the madmen fighting it.
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@mayor- I tried to keep the write-up gender synonymous with Cortana, not necessarily you.