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Slips smacked the spartan so hard with an open-palm it visibly left a small dent in his helmets armor. "Wake up! I'm not here to try to brainwash you! I'm here to hear your side of this! Tell me what they've told you!" She said, placing her hands on her hips in a 'dont-you-get-that-tone-with-me' style.

Jumpy smirked, her helmet polarized over. Though the spartan didn't know it, shed placed an extra layer of gel over her gut, something she'd done to keep from being noticed as a girl, and so the bullet was there, but the tip of it had burned her skin. She started laughing, and in a split second, the Spartan's pistol was cut in half by an energy sword. She kicked him back into a crate that was empty, getting him pinned in it. "Is that the thanks I get for not killing you when I had the chance?" She said, her voice full of pity, not for herself, but him. "And you call us a discgrace, you have no honor." She turned the energy sword off and her faceplate depolarized, showing him her face. "We never took over the UNSC. Tell me what we'd gain if we did? We're the best soldiers there are, and we're going to take over our own command? when we know that wont do us any good? No, We're not stupid. Listen to yourself! Why in the blazes would we? What good would it do? Ask yourself, if you were us, and you even had the thought of doing that, is there ANY reason to? Please tell me, because I don't know." She then sighed. "I'm sorry... I joined to kill Brutes, Grunts, and Jackals, NOT Spartans." She stepped forward and got him free of the box, then turned and started to leave. "I refuse to fight someone who I see as an Allie, and whether you beleive that we took over the UNSC or not, doesn't matter to me. Like I said, I wont kill a fellow Spartan. I don't have it in me." She looked back at him and tossed him her energy sword, now completely unarmed. She sighed and took her helmet off and sat down on a wall, letting her head fall back onto it with a dull low thud. She wasn't exhausted, wasn't tired in the slightest, at least not physically. She closed her eyes. "I have nothing for you, and I don't have a reason to fight you, so why fight?"

right before the blade touched her armor, an EMP burst rippled through it, causing both their sheilds to drian and the sword to shut off. She turned her head and looked at him. "What would your fellow spartons say to you?" She turned in his grasp somehow and looked him in the face. "What would YOU do under normal curcumstances? Would you kill someone who refuses to fight? Would you kill someone who see's no reason to try to kill their own brother? I was trained to kill Brutes, and Jackals and Grunts. You are none of these. You were trained to kill all of those and Elites, tell me, am I a Elite? am I a brute, or a Jackal? what about a Grunt? How about Hunters? am I one of those? bugger? What am I?" She asked, looking him dead in his eyes, somehow seeing through his polarized faceplate. She had a generally lost look in her eyes, like this was too much for her to really think about, so her mind had erased what she knew to be true.

Jumpy closed her eyes and then opened them again. "I'm sorry... but refusing to fight my family... does not make me a failure." She did three things in one. being short, she kicked his chin, her other knee smashed the peice of armor that covered the knee onto his elbow, breaking his arm, and her hands both yanked hard on his, breaking it too. She fell to the floor as he fell onto his back, whether he was uncontious, awake, or dead, she didn't know, but she fell to her butt, sliding down on her back. She was starting to cry. "Why... Why wont you listen...." She looked at him suddenly. "WHY WONT YOU SHUT UP AND REALIZE I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANY OF THAT?!" She brought her head back down, crying. "I don't.... I don't care if they really did brainwash anyone else or not... If they did, they never told me... I just.. I want to see..." She looked over at him. "I want to see real ground... I'm tired of being up here in space... I want to feel dirt under me, to run in sand and take a swim in a lake or ocean..." She sighed softly and looked out down the hall. "I want to see every brute dead on the ground, full of holes and blown to peices..." She then looked back at him. "and... I want to see... there... at the top of the tower
at the end of it all
I want to see the Brigadeir(sp?) General at the top of it, not a spartan." she looked at her hands. "We were made to protect humanity... why would we try to take it over? We were made to defend Earth and all her colonys... Why would we try to destroy them? We were made to take the fight to the Covenant, and kill them... Why are we fighting each other? If we were made to do all of this... why then, are we trying to kill each other, if we were made for the same task?" She closed her eyes, then opened them again. "I just want the fighting to stop.. to see a Human, not a Spartan, a Real Human, standing at the top of a hill, with the Spartans Following HIS order, his Last one... the one to End the Covenant, to wipe every last Brute out till their's nothing left of them but blood splatter, to kill the Jackals until they surrender, to 'cause the Grunts to flee in terror back to their planet and never want to show up again."

When the explosion cleared, she was gone, but as soon as his armor lock went off, she tapped his shoulder. "You missed." was all she said before turning and walking over, grabbing her helmet, and putting it back on. She turned and looked at him. "Before you ask how I survived that, if you were going to at all, I want to ask you this, If I want the same thing you do, why would you try to kill me? Betrayed the UNSC? I didn't I know I did. Yea, there's a Marine I want to kick in the nuts, but he called me alot of names. Am I going to do it? no. do I want to? hell yes. As for what you've seen on reach, with the Armor Lock and stuff?" She smiled softly. "We don't have to pick just one now." Her camo turned on comepletely then, making her completly invisible. The way she'd survived the sticky was this, she'd had on a jet pack, it was why her camo had only been partial, because the pack took up power too. When he stuck it, she jetisoned herself off it, making herself fly forward past him on his blind side. After that, it was just a moment or re-adjusment and some minor hearing problem. "I am sorry if you really do want to kill me, but as for now, just be happy. I mean look, I want a real human in charge, I don't want to betray the UNSC at all, if I have, I don't know about it, because no one has told me anything except 'Private Jumpy, you are to remain onboard for this mission'. Yea, Real ********' useful. You know what I do all day? train on simulations of brutes using brute tactics. not ONCE have I ever gone on a single mission. NOT ONCE have I EVER done ANYTHING to help OR hinder the UNSC, so before you try to kill me, just realize I'm the only Spartan here who's only medal is the Spartan Insignia." She said, jumping behind a crate, and then rolling to different ones, hiding where she really was.

Jumpy sighed as her camo gave way, and leaned back onto a box, shuddering slightly.

the commander watched on in absolute shock, everyone of his men were being cut down and he couldn't do a thing about it, the arbiter has been beheaded and ceremoniously displayed to all, everything they had worked for was falling apart "why?............I'm sorry......we failed, its all over............."
"don't be so sure of yourself. whats a good suicide mission without a nice big explosion?" Aris has hacked into the commander's comm unit and appeared before him "its all set up, you can thank Marshall for it, seems getting smashed down the hall way ended up placing him next to the armory. the detonators on his body.....go get it!" with a flick of her wrist she dissapeared reactivating his armor
the commander didn't hesitate with his last opportunity, he immediately dashed past them following the path Aris had set up, finding himself in the armory he found Marshall's body with the detonator on it and as he looked up he saw a massive cache of explosives rigged up to a transporter, whats worse was at the center was a dark matter cannon. he knew he couldn't save the earth.....not now, and in the history books it would be written that he and his squad were nothing but crazy terrorists, but he knew that he would not give up without a fight, and at least he could take his pride to the grave with him "oh good have mercy on all of us" he pressed the button and the teleporter sent the massive ball of explosives to the center of the base, the initial explosion ripped through the halls of the base taking out countless Spartans and marines, but the second wave was far worse. triggered by the explosion the core of the dark matter cannon imploded then began to expand creating a giant sphere of destruction everything caught within was erased when it faded the bowels of the base had been wiped clean from the earth leaving only the outer edges of the base intact. the commander only inched from where the ball had stopped he removed his helmet and dropped to his knees and began weeping "why? why didn't you take me too? why let me live when everyone else died?"
(for all intensive purposes lets just say that the fight was contained withing the outer rim to avoid any unwanted character death)