[Hells Sniper]

Dallas turned into cover and saw Nighthawk and Anaconda. Dallas: Great...they better be here to help. Dallas reloaded his rifle and then saw Black 5 fighting members of Task Force 117. He looked at Jersey, tapped him on the shoulder and pointed. Jersey nodded and stood next to Dallas. Meanwhile: Black 5 saw the soldiers raise their weapons. He immediately darted forward towards the closest member. Black 5 swung his leg under Mars feet, making Mars fall to the ground. The other members turned to face Black 5, who immediately rolled forward towards Donut. Black 5 kicked Donut in the side, and sent him over the cover. Black 5 was moving incredibly fast...faster than anything Task Force 117 had seen. Faster than everything except a Spartan. Alaska and Tennessee decided to charge Black 5 before he did anymore damage to their team. They both dropped their weapons and ran at Black 5, each one grabbing his right and left side, respectively. Black 5 was pushed backwards as he dropped his weapon and the two ODSTs pushed him back. Alaska: Jacob! Come to your senses, it's us! Black 5 struggled to get out of the hold, as they pushed him back up against a barricade. Tennessee: We know you! This isn't you! Black 5 groaned, he forced his way out of the hold, using his cybernetic arm to smash Tennessee's visor and send him a few feet back and onto his back. Alaska saw Black 5 throw another punch near him, but Alaska grabbed his fist before he was able to smash his visor in like Tennessee. Alaska: Jacob! Black 5 yelled out and used his other hand, the cybernetic one, to throw a punch to Alaska's abdomen. Alaska fell backwards and onto his back. Black 5 looked down at him and just before he was about to kick Alaska in the side, Mars and Delaware charged Black 5. Black 5, however, saw them coming, he ducked down and as Mars came forward he used his momentum to send him over and onto his back. Black 5 then rolled to the side as Delaware was coming up on his left, he dodged the first punch from Delaware and then grabbed Delaware's arm. Black 5 brought Delaware's arm behind his back and Delaware groaned in pain. Black 5 kicked the back of Delaware's legs, blowing them out and breaking them in a few places. Just when he was about to snap his neck, Black 5 heard Pittsburg and Dakota ready their snipers. Black 5 quickly turned around, leaving Delaware down in the dust. Black 5 charged at Dakota and Pittsburg. But then Black 5 stopped as he heard his name get called. Dallas: Jake! Dallas and Jersey had arrived a few moments before, they had their weapons raised at Black 5. Black 5 turned and faced Dallas and Jersey. Dallas: What are you doing little bro!? Black 5 clenched his fists. Black 5: Not now Dallas...I can't do this with you. Dallas: This isn't you Jacob! Black 5 shook his head. He looked around, five members of Task Force 117 were lying on the floor, moaning. He then thought back to the hallway...the countless bodies surrounding him, the pools of blood, the soldiers who were never going to see their families again. Black 5 looked up to Dallas and spoke. Black 5: What do you think I am? Dallas approached Black 5, his hand raised and his weapon lowered. However, Jersey stayed back his weapon raised. Dallas: You're Jacob Sharpmen...you are a Sharpmen. A soldier for ONI...a soldier for humanity, not some mangled device for the Trust. Black 5 walked backwards, his hand began to reach for his Socom. Black 5: No...I'm not Jacob. Jacob is dead...this man has replaced him. And I am here for humanity's salvation. Dallas shook his head as Jersey started to move forward. Dallas: You are Jacob! You are not a Trust tool! Black 5 grabbed his Socom and raised it. Black 5: You are right about one thing...I am not a Trust tool. I am a Trust soldier. But I am not Jacob. Jersey noticed Black 5 about to fire his Socom. Jersey charged Black 5. Jersey: Jacob, no! Jersey pushed Black 5's arm into the air as he fired off a few shots, the first shot landed in Dallas' shoulder, sending him onto his back. Black 5 stared down at Jersey and head butted him, damaging both of their helmets. Jersey fell backwards a bit, before Black 5 threw another punch. The punch landed right in Jersey's abdomen, sending him back a few more feet. Jersey: Jacob, listen! Black 5 grew angrier as he started unleashing punch after punch at Jersey. Jersey groaned after each punch and ultimately he threw a punch back, landing it right in the soft spot. Black 5 took a few steps backwards as Jersey continued to throw punch after punch. Black 5 finally reacted and dodged one of Jersey's punch. Black 5 used his momentum and flipped him over his back. Black 5 then turned around and kicked Jersey in the side, Jersey rolled over in pain. All Dallas could do was watch Black 5 knelt next to Jersey, and before Dakota or Pittsburg could react they came under fire by two clones. They couldn't do anything for Jersey. Black 5 grabbed Jersey by his throat and squeezed. Jersey gasped for air, is hands reaching around Black 5's cybernetic arm. Black 5 dragged Jersey across the skybridge, towards the very edge of the bridge. Black 5 lifted Jersey up...he was hanging over the bridge, if he were to be dropped, he would be falling for what looked like hours. Black 5 was breathing heavily. Everything that was going on...he was trying to analyze it all. Trying to figure out what was going on. Jersey gasped for air. Jersey: Jacob....please.... Black 5 shook his head, he looked up to Jersey. Black 5: Jacob is dead....as I've said. Black 5 paused, his grip loosened on Jersey's throat, but Jersey held on. Black 5: I'm sorry Harris... Jersey: Jacob...n--- Before Jersey could finish, Black 5 let go of Jersey, as gravity pulled him down. Jersey fell right off the skybridge, into the abyss and below the Citadel. Black 5 looked down, there was no screaming...nothing. Jersey was gone. Everything he was, gone...dead. Black 5 just watched. He had just killed one of his greatest friends...one of his greatest allies. Black 5 didn't just watch a friend die...he watching a part of himself die. Jacob...to him and to everyone who saw this...was dead. Everything that was right...everything that was good, was dead. Only black remained.