Kjon's Audio Diary Log

September 13th. Friday the 13th.

It's not to often that I actually look forward to my birthday. Normally it ends just like I expect it to. Terribly. But something was different on that day. Something was very different. I was feeling optimistic about it. To be honest, it felt very very strange. Not everyone looks forward to the day they're about to die, but in my case, that was the case. I'd been alone for so so long it just felt comforting, the feeling that it would all be over soon. The thought that I'd be with Mom and everybody else again.

Don't worry Kjon. You know what to do. Just keep going. You're doing fine. I heard them whisper to me encouragingly. Merciful Master, I missed them. Pretty soon that wouldn't be an issue any more. "I'm coming home guys. It's not too much longer now." I whispered. Despite how much pain I was in, I didn't care, I was too eager to stop. I didn't want to stop. I was so close to completing the mission... I just needed to finish this. Zell-oah and Brick were down, and now it was just me and Weyland left.

For as much as I hated him, I wasn't angry at all. Not yet at least. I was just so excited to go home I guess I just didn't care. That's just how badly I wanted this. If I'm being honest I didn't really want to die, I was just tired of being alone. Dad, Ch'ris, and Rachelle had apologized, so life wasn't worthless anymore, but still... I don't know I guess I was just too excited to really think. I'd missed them just as much I'd missed the rest of the family. And Pyode Tarei'hsan...

Merciful Master I wanted her back in the worst way. Despite the fact she chose her Dad over me, I wasn't angry with her about that. I know I've said this multiple times before, but I couldn't blame her. How could she choose between her father who she's known all her life ,or at least who she thought she knew all her life, and me? How could she decide between the person who'd raised her and me, who she'd only known for a couple months? It was a tough decision and I could understand the pain she was going through. She'd just found out that some of her closest friends were dead. I could understand that kind of pain. I'd felt it before. That and she'd been lied to. She'd been told I'd killed them, but despite that she'd done all she could to prove my innocence. How could I be angry with her? How could I blame Pyode Tarei'hsan for something her father did? To know I'd likely never get her back was the worst. To know she'd never have this happiness I felt... And what was even worse was that I couldn't distract myself with that thought. Lives were on the line and I had a job to do. I couldn't concern myself with things that were out of my control...

When I made it to the outskirts of the colony I buried Beo'n's skull. It was a pretty crappy grave, but I still did my best to make it good. It was much better than sitting on display, especially on Brick's wall! Worthless fucker! As far as I was concerned the bastard was never my brother to begin with, and I didn't care whether Goliath had fun with him or if he turned him over to the elders on Yatja Prime. And that mate of his... The bitch shouldn't have forgot my promise I made. Had she remembered she wouldn't be hanging from a tree right now. Good riddance. For all the pain she'd put my family through, and for the pain she'd caused that poor child and her parents... Every time I remember that look on her face, it just brings a sadistic smile to my face. And the look on Brick's face when he saw it.

The line was actually moving along quicker than expected. Even though everyone had their hands full with it, and securing the colonists, things were moving along quickly. The northern hemisphere of the colony was tightly secured with marines, yatja, and even a few Drukathi. Along with that, preparations were being made with securing the eastern and western areas as well. The only thing that was really worrying was the south, where all of the colonists were being evacuated. But given everything I'd seen so far, I knew Ch'ris and Hadrick had to have something special for them. It's amazing just how much work diligence and efficiency can get done in such a short amount of time. I wasn't to worried about their chances. I wasn't really worried about too much of anything. All I was worried about was making sure Weyland didn't get away.

If he escaped, he could start the whole thing all over again, and if he did, they might not be prepared when it happened. I wasn't going to let that shit slide.

I stopped just outside the perimeter of the colony's limit, right by the edge of the jungle just outside of it. The shadows were closing in. They weren't there just yet, but they would be soon enough. And standing just behind them was their hive. And Weyland was inside that hive. I'd heard from some of the colonists, he'd genetically modified himself to become a half xenomorph-ooman hybrid, like Jenny, only worse in that he could control the shadows himself. I wasn't surprised, but it was still good to know.

The trees provided good enough cover for me, and I figured that since it would be the last time, I figured I might as well read from the good book.

"Psalm 23 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever."

I decided not to stop with just that.

"Alma 56:48-50 And they rehearsed unto me the words of their mothers, saying: We do not doubt our mothers knew it. And it came to pass that I did return with my two thousand against these Lamanites who had pursued us. And now behold the armies of Antipus had overtaken them, and a terrible battle had commenced. The army of Antipus being weary, because of their long march in so short a space of time, were about to fall into the hands of the Lamanites; and had I not returned with my two thousand they would have obtained their purpose." I quote. "But they didn't succeed, did they?" I added with a smirk.

Finally I gently rested the sacred book back into my pouch, along with Taylor's crucifix, and Mom's broken mask and her necklace. Yes, I still had it with me after all this time. But now I wouldn't be needing them anymore. I hung the pouch on a low hanging tree branch.

This was it. I was at ease. There was nothing else for me to do or say. I was ready for what was to come. Don't worry Kjon. You know what to do. Just keep going. You're doing fine. They said to me again. I let out a soft laugh. In much of the yatja's religion, smiling in the face of death is said to unnerve ,and in many cases scare, the Black Warrior. I wouldn't just smile in the face of death, I'd laugh at it.

"I'm not worried guys." I said before charging forward, my weapons at the ready. I'm coming home soon.

Okay, I did not expect to get done with this this quickly. Just for clarification this came out just a couple of hours after I posted the last one, so this went QUICK! But I'm not complaining. I've been away for almost three weeks so this is kind of due on my schedule. At any rate. I'm closing in at the end of the climax and if this goes as I hope it will it will be spectacular. Also NeverNeverGirl thank-you for continuing to show interest in the story, and I will do my best to get the next chapter out ASAP.