"One By One, Every Man Will Fall"
Bren calmed himself a little bit as he leaned back from the counter. "Unfortunately, if you are able to do something like this on a whim, even if you did clear it, we cannot exactly allow you to get out of the cha -"
"BREN! Do not go any further. If what the information sent to me is correct, than you cannot allow this girl to live. If she was removed from that chamber, she would kill everyone on board. You cannot let that happen. And she cannot be allowed to get any information off of this ship!"
Bren turned around along with Everden and looked up at a screen that showed a decently older man in it. The girl could not see this due to the titanium walls. "Then what do you suppose I do sir? She is just being used by someone else. I cannot just kill her for that."
"Bren. You should no better. You are under orders to remove the threat of power users starting with this city. You cannot take the chance with this girl. Dispose of her at once. That is an order Bren!"
Bren stopped for a moment. He was right. He could not go against these orders. If he did, then he would be removed from the ship and probably killed himself due to just how deep within this whole mess he was in. Bren took a deep breath and turned around to face the chamber, pressing the button next to the mic. "So tell me young lady. With how gentle someone like you is, do you at least have a family out there somewhere, anywhere that you know of? If so, do you have something you would like us to tell them. If you cannot leave this ship, then at least we can tell them in your stead." Bren placed his hand gently over the button labeled 'Protocol 3'. This was the last protocol to be used within a chamber and would kill anyone inside, unless their body was ridiculously durable.
"And Once All Are Gone, I Will Remain"
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