Two Sides To Every Coin... (I'm Sorry...)
Locus has done a reat many things in his life. He had to become many things….
A monster and a murderer the worst of all.
But he had no choice. They held something dear to him hostage, had Felix jumping through hoops to survive as well.
Locus didnt even notice he had gone silent near Doyle, hadn’t even remembered he was meant to be meeting him in his office. Just sat in there whilst it was empty facing a window with a little photo in his hand.
In it, a much younger soldier, smiling broad with less scars, a beautiful woman mod laugh and between them a young child with the UNSC standard issue cap on their head looking proud and full of joyful life.
He never noticed the shaking in his hands until he heard the door and jolted, spinninh around, gun aimed, ready to kill only to freeze.
It was Doyle.
“Forgive me.” He lwered and holstered the weapon, hiding the photo in a compartment in his chestpiece and relaxed his stance a little.
He would do whatever it took to prevent more lives lost, Felix finally agreeing with him.
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