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Jaffa Part 3
Posted By: Neal Stack<LazerP0inter@yahoo.com>
Date: 17 October 2003, 2:36 AM


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Authors Note: wow ok I was gone a few days (sorry saw that halo tourny for next month in Chicago on the 13th and had to get a team together) so now I'm getting this rolling again.
We'll start with the marines.

Jackson watched in pure rage as elites calmly walked up and down the rows of the sick bay beds killing wounded marines without flinching. One word, expressed by Ryan said it all, "Fuckers."
Jackson seemed to agree but said nothing. Just as seemingly calm as the elites he walked to the doors, got out his keycard, swiped it and opened the door. One elite noticed him walk in and started jabbering and pointing; the others noticed aswell now. Jackson walked right up to the jabbering elite, traded his rifle for a nearby seringe and jabbed it into the elites stomach. The elite looked down then at Jackson tried to speak but fell to the floor. As it fell Jackson saw another elite fall, not red but black, he saw a headless human corpse. He saw.....

Nawix woke after his short surgery, and asked a grunt where his equipment was. It replied, "Shields over there you gun was taken there's a crate full of dead soldiers weapons though." Nawix nodded and said thanked the grunt. He got his shield but didnt turn it on; instead he took two plasma pistols from the crate. He went to the elevator that the humans took to get to 'Deck 15' but was stopped by the elites guarding it.
"What's your clearance?" one asked curtly.
"I'm here to carry out a assassination, unless you'd like to stop me and get Chack involved?"
The elites exchanged glances and gulped, they knew chacks assassins were not to be fooled around with, what they didn't know was Nawix wasn't an assassin.

"THAT FUCKING PRICK SHOT THE CAPTAIN!" Chris yelled as Jackson fell to the floor. "They are SO dead." No one argued, the marines swept into the room, opening fire and the way to calm elites were suddenly not so calm, yelling and trying to aim at the running, shooting marines. The elites never fired a single plasma bolt. Their death symbolized human defiance of the covenant. Ryan ran to Jackson.
"Sir! Everything will be ok just hold in there and we'll find a medic somewhere, MEDIC!!"
"Don't try to save me just get" he stopped talking and coughed up blood, "get to the bridge get Torelli" more blood spilled forth from Jackson's mouth, "self destruct, kill em all." his body went limp holding his blood stained key card in his hand. Ryan took it, then took Jackson's dogtags.
"Let's get to the bridge." An indescribable power seemed to come from Ryan, it was clear he was incharge.

They went to the elevator, it opened before they got there, its sole passenger was a Jackal holding his hands up.
"You don't shoot at me and I wont shoot at you" Nawix said to the marines who had raised their rifles but were slowly lowering them, seeing the jackal wanted to talk not fight. "If your current intention is to self destruct your ship, you must not."
"Whys that? And how do we know your just aren't tricking us, then when are backs are turned" Ryan to symbolize what would happen when the marines turned their backs to Nawix, shot his rifle off to the side. Nawix in turn did something the marines never expected he put his plasma pistols on the ground and kicked the over to the marines.
"There, now follow Nawix." Although there was much reluctance in the marines they moved to follow Nawix into the elevator again.
"Why?" The sole word came from Chris.
"Why, what human?" Nawix asked him.
"Why abandon you religion and help us?" hearing this the marines turned their full attention to Nawix; they all seemed to want to know.
"It is not a religion, it is a mindless massacre of a innocent race." Nawix didn't want the marines to know he turned on the covenant just because his field master had sounded to bloodthirsty, it seemed like an absurd reason to him now but he has chosen his path. Where it would lead him would be decided by the very enemy he had fought for the last four years of his military service.

Jackson snapped open his eyes, he was not in the sick bay of The Jaffa, there were covenant standing over him. He tried to get up but he was restrained. the covenant inserted a needle in his arm and his muscles relaxed, it wasn't his choice, the needle was apparently full of a muscle relaxant. "Where the FUCK am I?" He asked the grunt standing by his head.





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