Chapter Five: The Perfect Weapon
Clark nodded slightly, "Okay, where's the closest balcony?" He asked Sheppard.
Sheppard continued to stare at him suspiciously, before walking past him. "The Conference Room...Follow me." He said, beginning a light jog out of the room.
When they reached the large conference room; five parts of the wall opened up towards them for doors. Clark smiled, amazed, and followed the others through, continuing until they reached the balcony.
"Right, now, why did you want to know about the Sun, and the balcony, Lieutenant?" Teyla asked with a raised eyebrow, as she surveyed the Dart ships flying around the city, and being shot down by the new rails guns being set up at strategic locations.
"I'm sorry, but questions will have to come later..." Clark said, also staring at the scene in front of him. He looked up at the sky and frowned. "There the Hive Ships?"
John raised frowned, before nodding. "Yes, and you'll answer the question lieutenant!" He ordered.
Clark shook his head. "I'm sorry, I can't at the moment...It'll take too long, just trust me." He continued staring up at the five ships for a moment, thinking. "What defences do they have on the Hives?" He asked, looking back to Sheppard.
"The only thing I know of is the shields; you wouldn't be able to dock on it in a puddle jumper, and there's no other way to get to them."
"That was before I came along, Major." He said, looking back up, into the night sky. He then looked down at his rifle. "I'm going to need a more...permanent...weapon. This wouldn't last long, if I have five hives to clear out."
"Do you know how to handle a sword?" Teyla asked, unsheathing two that were strapped to her back and giving them a swirl.
Clark smiled, his eyes gleaming as he took in the Katana-like swords. "No, but it's not like I'll hurt myself. As long as I'm slashing in the right direction, it'll do the purpose." He said, stretching out his hands to accept them.
Carter stared at Teyla, before looking to Clark. "You can't be serious, Clark! They can suck the life out of you if you get too close!"
Clark gripped the two swords, and gave each a swirl, before looking up at Sam. "Well, then; I won't give them that opportunity now, will I? I'm faster than them, anyway; so no worries."
"Clark, you may be fast in sport; but this isn't earth! These aren't Human! You have no way to get up there, anyway!"
Clark sighed slightly, looking back up at the Hives. "I know that they aren't Human; I figured that out by their green complexion, and the fast that they can suck the life out of you." He said, going over to the balcony's railing. Lifting a foot and placing it on a middle railing, he pushed himself up so he was standing on the top of it.
The others came forward to grab him, but he waved them off. "I have one question; Who said I was Human?" He asked, before pushing off of the railings and soaring straight toward the awaiting ships; leaving a confused group of humans behind him.
