[Naked Crook]

Kolya had fallen on his back. As he fell, the sound of glass being crushed was heard. Kolya watched as Jacob's elbow slammed inot his stomach. Kolya let out a grunt, as he had the wind knocked out of him briefly. However, Kolya quickly recovered, as he got back to is feet in less than a moment. Kolya gave no signs of slowing down. Kolya continued to move at peak performance. Kolya got back to his feet, and glared at Jacob. His stare was very cold, and very malevolent. Kolya only stared at Jacob very briefly, only long enough to empart a feeling of total and complete contempt. Kolya moved towards Jacob. Kolya ducked and evaded several strikes on Jacob's part, clearing showing that he had the ability to move and react much faster than Jacob could. Kolya eventually capitalized on Jacob. As Jacob threw a right hook, Kolya grabbed Jacob's right wrist with his left hand, and stopped Jacob's punch dead in its tracks. Kolya began to squeeze Jacob's wrist, quickly causing Jacob's fist to lose its strength. After Jacob's hand had gone numb, Kolya used his right fist and drove it into Jacob's stomach, five times, each blow following in succession. On the fifth blow, Jacob fell to his knees. Kolya took a few steps back, as Jacob was still on his knees. Kolya then took several steps forward, in rapid succession, and kicked Jacob right in the side of his head with such force, that Jacob's helmet flew right off, exposing his head. Jacob rolled to the side, and was on the ground, on his back. Kolya looked down at Jacob and laughed. Kolya: You know...you are less of a challenge and more of an annoyance. I dislike people who refuse to die. However...if you choose to prolongue your beatings by refusing to die...well...that is your God-Given right. Kolya walked over to Jacob, and using his right hand, grabbed Jacob by the throat, and lifted Jacob enough to put him into a sitting position. Kolya then proceeded to drag Jacob, across the ground, as Kolya walked towards one of the large monitors in the Archive room. As Kolya got closer to one of the monitors, he lifted Jacob right off the floor, and ff his feet,, and proceeded to slam Jacob as hard as he could through the monitor, letting Jacob go as he slammed him. Jacob went flying through the monitor, and landed on the other side. Jacob was on the ground again. Kolya looked at Jacob, and frowned. Kolya: If you are still alive...I suggest you stay on the ground. Let that million year old sense of animalistic self preservation take over...and play dead...like the little fucking weasel you are. Kolya laughed. Kolya: No wonder Humanity is losing the War against The Covenant. Humanity will go extinct because it had the gall to entrust it's survival to the likes of you, the, quote-unquote, "best of the best". Jacob Sharpmen...whoever had the audacity to EVER recommend you for anything beyond scrubbing the floors of the ship's mess hall...has every God-damn right to die in a fire and rot in hell. Jacob...your pathetic effort against me make me ashamed of my own humanity. Thankfully, however, I don't have very much of it...so I don't have to suffer very much. Kolya turned, and walked away. As he did, he looked at the screen which showed all of the files being copied over to Kolya's data crystal chip. Kolya: Ed? How much longer do I have to be in this hell hole? When will the download be complete? Meanwhile: Yates looked at Reynolds for a moment, and thought about his response. Yates: Captain Reynolds...people is a very broad term. I could surmise who you are talking about, but that would run the risk of me assuming you are dumber than you sound, and I would be guilty of letting too much information fall between the cracks. Narrow it down...and ask me more specific questions...or I refuse to answer anything. Yates paused. Yates: There are...MANY...people you COULD be tracking. So...as I said...give me specifics. Give me details. Narrow it down. I want to know who you think you are tracking. Meanwhile: Tye looked at Robert. Tyber: That is a real shame kid. However, you are here, and you know something about the enemy that everyone else should know. I need to know everything you know. How were the Elites moving? Were they using Camo, or were they more bold and moving exposed? How large was their group? What were they armed with? Any sign of the smaller bastards, such as Grunts and Jackals? Any of the bigger bastards, like Hunters or Brutes? Anything new that we have never seen before... Tye paused. Tyber: Hopefully...nothing new. I have had enough surprises today.