After they're time in Ponyville's town square or market district. Things didn't get as interesting then the fight that accqured, because of that, the ponies that knew or saw it stayed away from them. Some Solar guards tried to convince the human to join them but was always refused, some tried to bribe him. Eventually, the three arrived back at the apartment. The sun was slowly starting to set. The human was the first to enter and went straight to throwing off the cloak. When it came off despite it slightly ripping when it got caught on a neck piece of his armour. The human immediately went into the guest room, the guest room used to be a music room for Octavia to practice but she moved her cello into her own room when he came into the picture.
Inside the guest room was just a mattress with promises from Vinyl to get him a proper bed, a dull white blanket layed on top. Cushions also sat in a pile next to each other by the bed. Dust laced some of the flooring where some musical instruments used to be but luckily, the two roommates had a spare cupboard to store any clothing. The Nod soldier opened one of the draws to the cupboard and pulled out a pen like object, removing the cap revealed a needle like syringe, taking apart the pen structure surrounding it. A glass tube sat inside, a green liquid flowed inside and around a small crystal.
The crystal, a red structure sparked with a small glow, the glass tube covered by a red mist on the inside. Making sure that it wasn't damaged, he put the pen back together before storing it in a pouch that was on his waist. The door behind him creaked open, turning his head, he saw Octavia walk in. Her eyes glared at him before she sighed. Shutting the door behind her, she went passed him and sat down on one of the cushions, glaring at him as she sat.
The human took this as a sign to sat down as well as he moved onto the bed. The mattress springs squeaking from the weight of his armour. His red eyes looked at Octavia's as she cleared her throat, "I guess I should thank you for earlier." The human glanced up, eyebrow raised. He knew there was more than what she was putting on. His look made Octavia sigh. "There's something about Vinyl but only she can tell you herself, just know, that it scarred her." The roommate looked away, ashamed almost. Before getting up and walking out. The Nod soldier just watched, eyebrows raised, but it was no matter to him. He simply wishes to return to his Lord.
Outside Octavia leaned against the wall. A shadow over her eyes as memories of long ago returned, she glanced over to see Vinyl head on the table, a bottle of vodka clenched in her hand threatening to crack. Octavia placed a hand on her friend's shoulder, sighing as Vinyl slowly shifted off the chair. And walked into her own bedroom. The roommate could only watch.
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Within a ancient desert. Covered by aches of sand and dust, the green mist of the Tiberium crystals filled the land and sky, ion storms raged on. The skies darken as electric stroms closed in on a desolate ghost town. Two soldiers wearing tan BDU's, plated with titanium armour covered in purple streaks each holding a automatic rifle stood watch between the darkness of buildings. The two scanned the area, flashlights switched on, the beams of light arching the town's empty silence.
The sound of metal twisting and crashing onto the ground got the soldier to quickly swith off the lights. The two held breaths as a towering machine walked by.
The once human now cyborg Nod trooper aimed it minigun arm around, dust flaking off the arm with each twisting move. The face covered by cybernetic implants and a cylinder metal watched the area like a zombie. Pale face, no blood flowing, nothing. To the two, it seemed dead but it was more closer to undead and yet, still alive. The machine satisfied with what it was doing continued to march forward.
The left soldier removed his helmet and rubbed the sweat forming on his face off. "That was close." He whispered to his colleague.
"Too close honestly, at least we're close to base." The right soldier said with a female like voice.
"Well, let's get going then. We don't want to wait in case more of those things arrive." The left soldier said placing his helmet on while his female counterpart nodded.
The two slowly walked out of the darkness and checked both sides with their weapons ready. Ensuring the all-clear, the two took off down the street. The wrecked cars and buildings showed signs of Tirbium infestation. Eventually the two slowed towards the towns exit, ahead of them covered by a tarp was a GDI APC Bloodhound. The troop carrier wasted no time opening its hatch for the two.
Once aboard the vehicle immediately drove off throughout the landscape towards their base. The two soldiers rested as much as they could until the APC slowed to a crawl, standing up from the seats, the hatch opened once again. Stooding outside wearing a repurposed GDI Officers uniform stood waiting. The two scouts saluted, "Sir!"
The officer who happened to be Commander James saluted back, his uniform was the same from the Tiberium Wars which was a navy or grey suit which contained gold medals and ribbons as well as his military rank on his right shoulder, only difference was the purple streak that replaced the golden streaks along with the GDI logo replaced with the same logo he saw during his first meeting with the leader of said group.
"What have you to report corpuls?" He asked gently. The female of the two man team tapped her teammate pushing him forward. Chuckling slightly to ease his nervousness, he reached into a pouch and pulled out a small U.S.B drive. Handing it to the Commander he also spoke. "We found a heavy concentration of a Nod base sir. All Marked of Kane."
James looked briefly at the scouts eyes and nodded. "Excellent, get some rest both of you. I'll handle the rest." The two breathed relief and quickly walked to the barracks nearby, James turned the U.S.B in his hand's. Wondering what would be on it. Turning and marching towards the Command Centre, he glanced at all the equipment being used, some of it surprised and shocked him such as the Mammoth. MK2. Tank that sat at the front of the base. As well as the M1 Abhams tanks that sat next to the current M3 Predators in the Vehicle Depo.
The base he was given wasn't very large, he would say medium sized but he wasn't exactly sure, despite he could expand it even more due to the undisturbed Tiberium deposit that grew at the southern end of the base. The massive patch of green crystals unnerved him greatly, which might be because of the Scrin and Nod and how they used the alien material into weapons of mass destruction, even almost wiping out the world by covering the planet in the damn things.
At least he could do something more about it instead of sitting in his office all day debating whether Kane or the Scrin where coming back. And he was going to ensure his success by eliminating all Nod presence on Earth and eventually. The chance to stop Kane, once. And for all. The soldiers around ran to and from different stations, each carrying a GDI or Nod standard rifle, the names of such weaponry escaped his mind. It has been so long since he heard their names. The uniforms they wore held a GDI resemblance yet, looked almost like Nod armour with its sleek tan or gold appearance, James wouldn't be surprised if half of these men and women once worked with GDI or Nod. Hell, he saw one of the soldiers reading the Nod bribe and he even saw one of his old friends that studied at the same GDI academy together.
Looking up, the dark clouded sky began to disperse, the Ion Storm shocked a few more Ion blots of lighting before stopping completely. The acid rain tickled down as the mixture of night and light turned into the boiling sunlight of a desert's dawn. Spotlights used to track aircraft one by one turned off.
Shaking his head, James entered the Command Centre, consoles lined every wall. A person at each one or looking over another as they worked. A major, in his late fifties turned to acknowledge his arrival, "Commander on deck!" The man was clearly former Navy with the way he held his posture, the major raised his hand to James which he took with his own, the two shook hands in greeting before the major turned and spoke. "Glad to see you sir, I'm Major Lawrence Copperfield. Although, wish it was under better circumstances." He motioned to the chaos that the crew was undergoing as they moved between console and chair, someone even tripped over a fallen chair.
"As you can see, everyone is 'trying' to prepare for the upcoming battle with the Marked of Kane. You have command sir." The major saluted as James sat in a chair and pulled up the Command Interface, inserting the USB as he did, showing him a orbital realtime image of the Nod base, and then things went hectic.
Alarms blared, red lights flashed, soldiers froze in place before diving or rushing towards their weapons. Tank crews smiled at each other as they ignited their tanks as they rolled out onto the rough sand, Carayall's and Orca's shot across the skyline. A sniper team positioned on one of the guard towers next to main gate raised becnolers, the spotters mouth dropped, allowing the cigarette he was smoking to fall onto the grated metal floor.
"Zulo 1-3, this is Mãrvaric. Multiple Nod forces en route, wind moving east at 17mph. Recommend 14x scopes and alot of beer. This is gonna be a hard day." The many soldiers on base stood ready on the walls, rifles aimed. From the distance, it looked like a huge black storm moving in from the horizon. The few who dared to look down scopes saw literally thousands of Awakened marching towards them, followed by Enlightened.
A Sargent held his arm high, signaling a hold. James watched from inside the Command Centre, sweat already forming at his brow, his eyes narrow as he waited. His finger tapped a group of bombers carrying Zone Shockwave Bombs. Outside, the Marked of Kane continued their path until a sharp echo of the sound barrier breaking and a jet engine, the ranks of Legions forces broke as sand shot up and flung the cyborgs into the air. Blue shockwaves dotted the ground, ripping apart metal armour and shattering what remains of flesh inside the casket suits.
The human forces, Former-Nod or Former-GDI. Which either the two was, opened fire on the Nod war machines. Sniper rounds crackled against metal, some even hitting the exposed heads, tearing out flesh and eyes as the high calibre bullets hit. Dust kicked up from the weight of walking machines fell to the ground. If anyone knew any better, James would've thought this was a reenactment of the Terminator movies. Eventually, Nod scorpion tanks rolled out. Followed by Flame Tanks and Beam Cannons. A sniper and his spotter had to jump off the tower they were standing on as a red laser burnt the metal supports holding it apart.
The tower shook as it's weight was lost, before it tilted backwards causing it to land on top of a couple APC transports. Crushing the vehicles and whomever was inside effectively making the engine light fire. The spotter from earlier was right, this was going to be a hard day, as James watched a handful of people attempting to put out the fires caused by the tower collapsing. "It could've been wor-"
"Don't even say it." James snapped at his Major.
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Sunlight shone and reflected beautifully off marble stone, the bricks that make up the luxury castle of the Equestrian capital. Inside one of the many rooms within the magnificent castle city was a small throne. A symbol of the sun engraved with grace sat in the throne, calmly sitting on it drinking a cup of steaming tea was a white mare. A unique hair of rainbows that moved with nonexistent wind, a white dress that revealed much of her body covered her, taking a gentle sip of her tea, the mare moved her eyes upwards.
White furred, golden armored stallions or mares stood in rows beside the red carpet leading to her. Spears placed firmly onto the seemingly golden floor, but what she looked at was a mirror. A mirror covered by a light purple frame as it's glass sparkled and glowed, sounds of distant gunfire dulled her. She was amused, not impressed but amused. She saw the forces led by James fight and defend against Nod. "Such primitive ideals," she mused.
"Indeed my queen." Of course, to her right bowing was a purple mare. With an even darker purple mane with a pink stripe, her also purple librarian outfit complete with a pair of reading glasses as she dotted down notes on the notebook she carried. "They fight for what? Resources, revenge? It's all pointless." The mare glanced at a human soldier who tackled one of the few human Nod worshippers and began to beat him. Or her to death with their own rifle. "Savagers." She muttered.
Taking another sip, the royal mare smiled at her student. "Don't worry Twilight. Once we deal with my misguided sister, we can spread the light of enjoyment and harmony to these. Humans." Twilight bowed again and almost jumped with joy, a sadistic joy, one of which. The Princess returned with a gleeful smile.
She sighed, behind Twilight was a ruined throne. One belonging to her sister, it's moon symbol broken into pieces, dust settled in as the maids refused to clean the former throne of a traitor. Looking back at the mirror, something caught her eye, at the southern end of the base. Was something she dreaded to see. The Curse of Kane, the green rock that almost destroyed Equestria. And to see these low creatures mining it apart and melting it down. Now. She was impressed.
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Bullets chipped off the sandy rock, fatigue setting in for Ex-GDI Commando Gregor, his helmet cracked and splintered. The Nod forces marched towards the base. His breathing laboured, his cold eyes crossing over each individual mechanical cyborg before setting on a Nod fanatic. The crazed man's laugh somehow was hear able over the cracks of gunfire and the ringing in his ears from weapons discharged and explosives going off nearby.
Rising his heavy pistol, he aimed and breathed in. The handle shot back as the pin smacked the bullet sending the deadly tip straight into the frantic's Tiberium grenades. His laugh cut off from the following explosion, some Awakened nearby where thrown off the ground or stumbled about. Giving his people more time to score kills before Nod retaliated. He smirked slightly, dropping his spent pistol, he switched to his main rifle which lay on the blood covered rock beside him. His blood, the Commando mused, his left placed on his chest as blood leaked out.
Gritting his teeth, the GDI trooper moved, rifle in hands. It took alot of time as the sun had finally rose to midday, the dawn replaced by a dry, arid, heated conflict in the desert. The trooper had his glimpse of the Nod base. He was glad they pushed the Marked of Kane back and now, they had one issue. Get into the town and reach its centre as that's where the base is. From a distance, the base looked massive, Obelisks stood tall and prideful over the black and crimson walls that guarded the base.
Shredder and Laser Turrets sat outside the walls as they scanned left and red, green thermal lasers searched for cloaked soldiers or vehicles. Their power core hidden safely behind the thick walls. He watched an unfortunate Pitbull drive too close as the massive towers glowed a bright red, he saw the red energy traveling up in waves in the center of the black tower allowing it build up on the tip of it. Until, the surrounding towers suddenly fired, sending their beams of red to a closer tower overcharging it. The Pitbull was vaporised, all that was left of it was a pair of smoking tires and what looks like glass under where it once stood.
Gregor shook his head, as he witness futile attempts from his people's attack on the Nod walls. Only to be torn to a bloody mess by the Shredder's or burnt alive inside their armour by Laser's. Or worse yet. Become nothing but glass on the desert ground from an Obelisk. Moving slowly but carefully, Gregor entered a building, his rifle swinging around. The room was a bar, a bartenders counter with racks of beer glasses or mugs sat at the backend of the room. Using his left hand to push and guide himself along the tables as his chest hendored his movements.
Moving to the front entrance of the bar, he peeked out the window and show the Nod wall. Studying it further, he saw one side of the wall ended on a building to the right and it continued past another building on the left. Realising he could sneak in through the right building, he groaned as he pushed himself up and moved to leave via the back exit. Placing his finger on his right ear, he spoke into it. "Command, this is Gregor." He stopped to cough up blood, wiping his bloodly lips, he continued. "There's a bar inside the town on the west side, it can be used to sneak past the Nod lines and help reach another building which leads into the base. Past the walls. Permission to enter and wipe out the power plant." It wasn't a question, but something to say because regardless. He'll do it without orders.
Smirking slightly, he chuckled to himself as he unconsciously dragged his crimson hand over the packs of C4. His earpiece flared as voices and commands were said, he couldn't make it out as a ringing in his ear got louder, coughing up more blood. He placed more pressure on his wound and made his way to the building, bashing through the door with his shoulder. He raised his rifle and stared into the dark covered room. His breathing the only sound heard in the room. Flicking on a flashlight on his weapon, he saw a green infested living room, the mist of green flowed on the floor which shrouded his knees within it. Vines of a green substance glowed when the light traveled over it covered the sofa's and chairs. Even a TV was cracked as the green vines pushed past the glass.
A white glint from he corner of his eyes and edges of his flashlight made him snap the rifle in that direction. A Nod Awakened stood their, eyes widening as the minigun arm creaked up at him. Rolling behind the infested sofa as a stream of bullets whizzed by his head. Luckily the green infestation was bullet resistant enough to prevent some of the deadly ammunition from going through.
The heavy thuds of its feet as the Awakened marched at him. Minigun slowly down to a stop with a creak. Whirring of machinery with each stomp. Gregor waited, leaning into his rifle's stock, he closed his eyes and gently breathed in. Exhaling, he opened his eyes and rapidly launched himself up. The Awakened stood close enough to the high powered rifle's barrel as the Commando squeezed the trigger, the barrel which was placed firmly inches away from the cyborgs face shuddered as bullets shot out.
The pale face was torn apart along with a half cybernetic brain, dried blood and bits of a almost metal bone, as well as grey matter leaked out of the torn apart face. Gears and wires behind the faces struggled to twist and turn with sparks that threatened to light the flesh on fire. The cyborg tumbled backwards before collapsing, hidden by the knee high mist Gregor watched his kill twitch and move, eventually ceasing. He took deep breaths, his body getting weaker from bloodloss but adrenaline kept him going. He looked at his stomach and saw he stopped bleeding and his wound and armour was caked in dried and slightly fresh blood.
He tooka step forward but fell to a knee. His legs feeling numb as a phantom pain shot through them, pushing himself up, he limped to the other side of the room and pushed open a door. Heading upstairs, he tried to stop from making too much sounds when the stairs creaked under his steps. Peeking around the corner of the wall covering the stairs, he saw two Nod Rocket Troopers watching out the window. One was relaxed as he stared at the battlefield with blonucers. The other was freaking out, as he looked around with sharp movements.
"Relax. If there was someone here, the Big Guy downstairs would've got'em." The relaxed trooper said to his paranoid companion.
"I know but you heard those heavy thuds and those machine gun rounds going off. Who's to say it wasn't the freak." The first guy shrugged his shoulders. The twitchy soldier sighed.
"Why don't you relax for a bit in one of the other rooms, I'll call you if anything happens."
"Alright man, I'll take a break, probably get some shut eye. Peace Through Power."
"Peace Through Power."
Gregor watched the two separate, one walking into the room close to him causing him to pull his head back. Looking back around when the door shut, he saw the Rocket Trooper still looking outside. Sneaking around the corner, he crouched over to the first trooper. The guys dual RPG leaning against the wall next to him. Slowly getting behind the Nod soldier. Gregor immediately put his arms around the guy's neck, choking and gagging sounds left the troopers mouth as he struggled against him. Placing more pressure, he watched the soldiers green tinted eyes glared at him through the grey mask before rolling into the back of his head, debating whether to snap his neck or not. Gregor went against his GDI wishes and gently placed the unconscious body on the ground.
Finger on earpiece again as he quietly moved to the door where the other soldier was. "Command, I have two Nod hostages inside Important Structure. One unconscious, moving to subdue the second one. Requesting a squad to bring the two in for interrogation. Copy." Gregor leaned onto the wooden door, his left hand on the handle, seeing his own hand shake as a darkness slowly cracked into his vision. Smacking his face and rubbing his eyes. He braced as he opened the door.
The second trooper had dropped his RPG on the floor, while said trooper was leaning on the bed. His red hoodie adjusted to hide his eyes, his grey mask moved off his face and hung by straps which kept it close. His chest moved up and down gently as Gregor snuck over to him, edging one of the pillows off of the trooper. The GDI Commando prepared it by removing the mask off the Nod's face, before suddenly forcing the pillow into his face. Cutting off air supply, the trooper jerked and flailed his arms around, keeping the pressure on him, Gregor saw the arms began to slow and limp. Satisfied after a few minutes, he removed the pillow revealing the unconscious trooper. Pinching the man's nose to test if it would inhale. Seeing the chest suddenly rise. Gregor rubbed his neck and limped out the building.
Hanging by the door, he saw more cyborgs marching around, Anti-Air turrets scattered and clustered around the base together would bring down even the largest of aerial fleets. Looking around some more, he finally spotted the bases power plant. And when he means that, he means the huge clustered together circular buildings with glowing red stripes as it hummed with power. Smoke leaving the building via a smokestack. However, he would have to cross a Hand of Nod and a Nod Crane, stepping past the door, Gregor ran and ducked behind a broken wall. Crawling along the white bricked wall, he dived behind a group of crates. One of which being a GDI crate that he opened, a heavy duty rifle similar to the one he carries was inside.
Removing the magazines, he placed on his pouches before taking the one out the gun and reloaded his rifle with the clip. He also grabbed a spare medkit, ensuring he was fine with the extra equipment. He carefully left the safety of the crates, he ducked into a ditch when a Raider Buggy and Attack Bike drove by. He remained still as a Scpoion Tank stopped beside him, it's triple treads helping the barrel of the tank rotate around. He gulped when the barrel stopped just above his head, and relaxed when it shifted away. The sound of it restarting and the treads pushing it along the desert path, Gregor glanced over before moving with the ditches wall.
Seeing the Crane as it picked up a stack of crates before placing it on top of a Nod truck which then drove off to deliver the cargo. The Hand of Nod opened its door as three newly built Awakened marched out, the new paint on it began to chip off as acid rain hit it. Looking up, he saw another Ion Storm was forming as green electricity cracked in the air, the land around him darkened with rain pelting the ground beforehand. Using this new cover, he climbed out of the ditch and quickly ran into the power plant section of the base.
Gregor cracked his knuckles as he began placing and arming C4 on the power supplying buildings, when the last of it was placed. He went to contact Command but static was all he received, "Of course," he muttered to himself. "Ion Storms cut out communications." Cursing the storm that raged on, he moved to try and escape the base.
Sneaking his way out of the base, reaching the building that he entered through, he walked inside and came face to face with a bunch of rifles cocking. He let out a breath when he recognised the soldiers there, the friendly soldiers lowered their weapons and one of them with a Captain stripe waved him to come over to them.
The Captain removed their helmet revealing a middle aged woman with dirty blonde hair. "Commando Gregor ma'am." Gregor saluted the woman as she looked him over, "Thomas, check and patch up his wounds." She commanded the squads medic as she went to address him. "Captain Rachel Kent, glad to see someone made it inside alive." The medic got Gregor to sat down on a pile of sandbags they brought in so the medic could work better.
"Likewise, witnessed our boys getting turned to glass out there. How bad is it?"
The female Captain sighed and rubbed at her face. "We lost the first hundred during the defence and out there. Before comms were cut by the storm, last I heard, three hundred dead and two hundred injured."
"Damn." Gregor hissed in pain as medic stuck a pair of tweezers into the wound. "This is bad." The British accent of the medic interrupted the conversation. "How bad Thomas?" Rachel asked.
"It's badly infected, surprised you haven't dropped dead yet but this shit can't be fixed here. I can remove the bullet and sow it back up but the doc's back at base have the equipment to remove this infection."
Rachel looked at Gregor, instantly noticing how tired and exhausted he looks from having to fight with such a wound. "Ma'am," his tired voice barely high enough to hear. "I planted multiple explosives on the Nod power plants, if I die from an infection. Give them hell."
She nodded and gave a warm smile, "Sir! Comms are back on, the storms clearing." A soldier carrying a radio sounded out to her as he began to listen to the commotion on the device.
"Understood Private, got in contact with command and request for a medical evac for Gregor." She ordered him, turning to look at the Commando. He was holding a switch which he flicked open and closed, looking at her and nodded. Her men immediately got their weapons ready as Gregor opened the hatch once more and pressed the button. The ground and buildings shook and rumbled as the power plant went up.
The lights to the building flickered on and off, luckily the medic was used to such conditions and expertly cut the stitching before placing his equipment into his and the spare medkit that Gregor had. "All right boys, let's kick some ass!" Rachel shouted as the rumbles tuned down, getting replies of agreement. They marched to the door, kicking it down, other people on their side jumping over the walls. Vaulting over broken windows, tanks and heavy APC's breaking down the walls as they all rushed the Nod base. Gregor watched from inside the doorway as the base was being torn apart, a APC containing a red cross paint on the side drove close to him. He saw Rachel looking back at him, he smiled at her for a finally time before collapsing onto he ground.
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Inside the CC, everyone was celebrating, even James felt like cheering but kept his cool as he got reports and watching satellite imagery show the Nod base getting wiped out. Major Copperfield patted his back in pride. "It appears we've won, Legion knows we're coming.
"And he'll be ready Major."
"And so will we. Sir, I understand this may be hard to accept. But Legion can. And will be put to rest."
"Major. Legion is an A.I meaning Artificial Intelligence. He is constantly thinking and planning, I understand that he must be stopped but we will suffer our share of loses, we haven't won the war yet Major. We'll win it once Legion is nothing more than a smothering machine covered in flames."
James climbed out of his chair, walking towards the entrance, stopping just at the doorway. He turned to the Major. "But that'll have to wait, for now, relax." He smiled and left the CC. The Major watching him leave, he took off his navy cap and nodded slightly, "Understood."
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Night time in Equestria was unique almost, there were no sounds of anguish, pain and the weak and poor crying for help. There was nothing. The Nod soldier dragged his crimson eyes over the empty cobblestone streets, nothing, not a sound. He felt strangely on edge, tensed even. Shaking his head, he coughed into the tissue he took earlier in day from the kitchen, blood covered the white tissue as he wiped his lips clean. Moving away from the window, he silently peeked through the door, making sure Vinyl or Octavia wasn't there. He quietly exited his room, moving straight into the bathroom.
Entering the white tiled room, he saw a white sink and toilet placed on the left side of the room, a cabinet hung on the white painted wall above the sink. And a shower/bathtub hybrid sat at the right side of the room. A mirror hung on the far wall. Gently closing the door behind him, he coughed into the tissue again before he placed his mouth next the cold tap on the sink. He began to drink/clean his mouth when he twisted it on. Turning it off, he coughed again but much heavier into the sink. Glancing at the mirror, he saw cracks of red creeping up his neck. Almost like a crossword pattern as it replaced and covered his veins.
The cracks were much worse around his eyes as the red arteries looked a sickly green inside his eye ball as his red eyes looked dead. Tracing a red vein, he could feel the toxic in his veins threatening to kill him, his heart raced, he covered his mouth as he coughed again. The blood now looked green, a crystal green. The side effects of Tirbium infusion, the risk of death.
Reaching into a pouch, he grabbed the pen and prepped it. Before he could inject it into his neck, his legs suddenly gave out. Grunting as he hit the floor, the tiles cracking from the weight of his black armour hitting the ground at a force, gripping the pen. He tried to hit his neck but his cloudy vision made him miss the vein entirely.
Dropping the pen again, he struggled to grip it, a white blur suddenly grabbed as a sharp pain hit his neck. His cloudy vision and hacking coughs started to dissappear, his ears which numbed out sound heard someone whispering. "Please don't die." Hearing the voice made him look up and grip the edge of the sink, feeling someone help him get up, when he stood up. He coughed out more of the green blood before it was replaced with red blood into the sink. Twisting his head, his pale face saw the white fur of Vinyl. Her crimson eyes filled with worry.
Coughing again, luckily the blood stopped leaving his body, the Nod worshiper looked back into the sink. "Why do you come? You should have left me to die." His voice weak and harsh from the coughing. His head was roughly turned to face her as she slapped him across the face. "And why do you push us away! I don't want you to die because your my friend. You saved me from those plotholes and I saved you when you was alone in the streets. I brought you in." For once, the soldier was speechless. He thought about what she said and didn't put much thought into their equivalent of assholes.
Looking at the mirror, he traced a finger across the now blue vein on his neck, turning back to Vinyl. He spoke once more, "Because I'm a nobody, a monster who has killed, I don't want to harm you but I must return..." he breathed in thinking whether to finish before speaking again. "I must return to my people, in life or death. I will be with them." Vinyl looked shocked, moving closer to him, she nuzzled his neck. Taking him by surprise, she giggled when he tensed. "Your not a nobody, your my friend and I don't see a monster. I see a stallion willing to help me and the weak. Well, not counting when you tied me up."
The human shook his head and relaxed as she hugged him, unsure what to do, he placed his arms over her. Hoping he could it right as he hugged her back, all he could do was stare at him and her in the mirror. As she continued to hug him.
A/N
And we return with James, and get to see him and a fellow Ex-Commando fight a Nod base. As well as a glimpse at Celestia and Twilight who is a devoted worshiper of the Solar Empire. Sorry this took so long, I was sick with either the Flu or Common Cold for weeks and Halo 5 also came out. SPOILERS!
Who would have thought Cortana would be the villain? I was like holy shit. Anyway, I feel like I messed up with our Nod friend and I wanted to show that he suffers a disease well known in the Tiberium universe and his only cure is a rare Red Tiberium, well temporary cure. As for Vinyl, well, stuff will be getting dark with her back story next chapter. So have a preview.
Vinyl screamed into the gag as the stallion behind pleasured himself at her suffering, "Soon." He whispered in her ear. "It'll be over."
Also, Commando Gregor is a reference to Star Wars The Clone Wars. The only problem I believe I spelt his name wrong if I have, then I'm sorry