02-04-2013
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Troy stood there, patiently and quietly listening to the conversation. Xyrh, he remembered hearing about this guy when he was recruited into the Spartan-IV project. If and when the Spartans were deployed, a secondary objective that always hung above their heads was the elimination of this elite. That order, was now rescinded, and Troy didn't mind it.
The Agents, Dakota, and Dallas were sitting, listening as well. They did not have much to add at the current time.
Dangerus on the other hand, was looking around. Trying to remember each human he saw in the room. Some Agents, TF117 members, the brass, other officers he'd never met, and Spartans. Dangerus had his arms crossed. He was watching the two Spartans from the corner of his eye when he noticed something.
Jacob was nowhere in sight.
Meanwhile:
Black 5 continued to stand in the simulation deck command center. He was trying to remember the Spartan. But, he could not put the voice to a face. And he knew that when he met this man he wasn't a Spartan he was just an ODST, like him. There weren't many occasions when Black 5 worked with other ODSTs besides a few key individuals. Most of the time after he became an officer he started to work by himself. He was faster that way, but events changed him in the latter years to work with others.
But what events? What happened to him? Black 5 could only remember one occasion where his "lone wolf" strategy didn't entirely work to his plan. But, that couldn't have been it...that was months ago. Not years like he said.
Then Black 5 remembered, the Spartan said a date. 2540.
Black 5 went through his memories, the memories of his former self, trying to find this date. But he kept coming back to the now. He kept coming back to Jersey...to seeing his former squad mates perish by his own hands. He had killed a good...four dozen ONI marines, or Agents, by himself. Not to mention the amount that was killed because of him at Midnight.
The numbers of the dead kept coming back to him...and that's when he realized. The same thing happened to him in 2540. After one battle. The numbers of the dead would come back to him. Black 5 looked upwards and shook his head. He finally took a look at his surroundings, people were looking at him, staring. Black 5 just moved his head back and forth, looking at the soldiers. Then, he finally turned around. He had to go back.
He had to relive it as Jacob.
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