Haha! Here it is guys! A couple of things though. Shout out to SpartaLazor for being my first reviewer! Also, shoutout to Kimjel for being a boss. One more thing, Someone who's name escapes me posted a review. But this review basically is why I hated the previous form of this chapter.

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As The World Comes To An End

Chapter 2: Insurrection

John heard Kelly scream and he blacked out.

As John slowly opened his eyes he noticed one thing. His massive headache. After the pain subsided he realized he had no clue where he, Cortana, Kelly, or their armor were. John tried to get up but found that he had been strapped to the table. He turned his head to get a better view of the room and saw Kelly still unconcious strapped down to a table next to him. Well that answers one of my questions, he thought.
Just then a man wearing a tattered military uniform walked into the room. "Well well, look who's awake." he said. "The great Master Chief, Demon to the Elite's, the slayer of army's." he continued. "At the mercy of us mere insurrectionists". "You know" he continued, "we found you and your friend over there in orbit above this planet. In a ship that was torn apart by one of your own missiles from the wreckage"he laughed.
"The funny part is that the Spartans were orginally meant to fight us. Now we have to of them in a secret bunker in a planet nobody but us knows exists." he finished. "Oh, by the way" he started again, "thanks for the MJOLNIR armor, both of them. Plus, it looks like your friends suit was the newest type of armor from the UNSC. So, thanks." the man recieved a message from the radio on his shoulder. John had to resist the urge to fight the straps holding him down and punch the man. I can't let him get the best of me. He thought
"All right be there in 5" the man put away his radio. "See ya' later Chief, your friend and I have places to be" he said. John could see Kelly stirring. The man grabbed the handels at the end of Kelly's table and began to walk out with it. Before he left the room he gave John a mock salute, but John wasn't interested in this he was looking at Kelly. She opened her eyes just as she was carted out but had enough time to make eye contact with John for half a second then left.

Kelly was dreaming. Now, most people don't dream when they just passed out. Kelly did. She dreamed of happy times on reach, of sad times during the war. She dreamed of most of the significant things in her life. Her favorite probably being the first time she met John.
Kelly was violently ripped from her dreams. She had a killer headache but made no sound. She stopped moving. She opened her eyes just in time to make eye contact with John before she left. "Oh look, you're awake too" said the man pushing the table. "You know, the Master Chief seems pretty concerned about you" Kelly glared at him. "In fact, he seems to care more about you than himself. That's why to get information we're going to break him, and guess who we're going to use to do that? Good guess, you" the man smiled sinisterly. "And guess who gets to break him using you? Yours truly. I think I have some fun ideas in mind" Kelly almost threw up when she figured out what he meant.
Kelly hoped that before anything could happen she would get herself out or John would get them both out. Right away Kelly started thinking of how to escape. Her thinking was interrupted when the cart stopped and the man said, "looks like we're here." He rolled the cart into the room and shut the door. When "it" started Kelly didn't let out a single scream, for John's sake.

After about 5 minutes of laying there wondering where they took Kelly a man walked in with a cheap television on wheels. He plugged it in to a wall behind him and turned it on John sat there staring at black and white fuzz for 5 more minutes until the T.V. fuzz became a clear image. John didn't understand what was supposed to be happening until he saw Kelly being carted in with the same man that was taunting him earlier.
John recalled all his torture training but none of it would help. All that had been drilled into him about visual torture was that there's nothing you can do but close your eyes and block out the sound. That clearly wasn't going to be easy, it's not easy to simply not pay attention when someone you love is well... (infer the word). All John tried to do was show disinterest so that they might think this wasn't breaking him. It was then John knew what had to happen.

After they finished and carted out the T.V. like John expected they brought Kelly in and threw her onto the ground. Through the emotionless face that was now Kelly's, John pain in her eyes. He couldn't wait any longer he had to act now. John made eye contact with Kelly and she gave a tiny unnoticeable nod. John slid the hand that was out of sight to the underside of the table and broke off a little piece of metal from the underside of the table. The locks were on the side of the table that was out of sight, looks like my luck is holding out, give or take thought John. He picked the locks on the table then sent a quick thanks to his training. Once the straps were all un-locked John waited for the right moment. "Hey! What are you doing with your hand?" asked one of the soldiers. Bingo thought John. The guard walked over to John and looked at the side John had the metal bar. His eyes widened "He pi-" the guard stopped mid sentence because he now had a little metal bar in his throat. John used the silence and shock of the other guards to grab the strap around his neck and snap it. When that was done he sat up and snapped the strap across his feet as well. He sprang off the table just as the soldiers recovered and shot at him. John heard a bullet whiz past hhis head. He grabbed a knife off the dead soldier and knocked the table over for cover. When he heard them all have to reload he sprang out from behind the cover, he ran straight at the guards. One of them finished reloading before he reached them and started shooting. John was literally a blur as he spun and ducked out of the way of the bullets. He reached the guard that was shooting at him. John whirled around behind hime and wrapped his arm around his neck just as the other guards finished. None of the bullets hit John, he had a meat shield.

When Kelly saw John look directly at her, she knew what was going to happen. She watched step by step as John picked the locks stab the guard and get behind the table. Kelly also knew that she had to participate in the plan as well. She got up and ran over to the first guy John had killed and searched him for a knife, she glanced over to see John using a guard as a meat shield. Kelly chuckled to herself meat shields, priceless she thought. She finally found another knife and picked it up. She crept up behind a guard that was several feet behind the others and slit his throat. She did the same until there were only 2 guards left. John rushed at one guard and stabbed him in the stomach, Kelly ran up to the last guard and kicked him in the back right into John's outstretched knife. They didn't sit still for a minute, they both grabbed the guns the guards had. "Kelly, are you OK?" asked John. "I don't want to talk about it" said Kelly emotionless. "Let's go find our armor and Cortana" said Kelly.

The second Kelly suggested we do something good for Cortana John knew something was wrong. John knew for a fact that those two hated each other. Well, aside from Cortana who wasn't really capable of emotion. He tried to figure out what to say next when he heard the ominous click of a hammer being pulled back and an oddly familiar voice say, "Don't move"

WOW, uber-long chapter. It's ok this is better, it's a good chapter. Once again I want to apologize to anyone who read the un-changed version of this.