Finding a Comm Link!

Sorry for the gap between Chapters, I have been focusing on NLTO of late and haven't had a lot of free time... Hope you enjoy this chapter anyway, sorry for the length...

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All three of us ran down the blood hallway that young soy boy pointed out, the very foundations of the Temple structure fracturing and causing micro fractures to span entire lengths of walls and pillars. 

"Motherfucker..." A fire burned brightly and wildly at the end of the this passed, the area beyond it collapsed as another massive wave of Ori firepower struck down at us. This shit was closer to making me dead than the days I spent at the office sorting paper work.

"That was the only path to the hangars from this part of the temple." Soy boy Anakeen or whatever he was called was a pessimist it seemed, his entire demeanor shifted to dread as his face dropped several levels of hopeful. The copying son of a bitch grasped the younger emo's shoulders and patted it several times.

"Now isn't the time to worry Anakin, we must find this communicator for this, shapeshifter. If the enemy force is strong enough to defeat the fleet in orbit without us knowing as well as pierce the shielding of Coruscant to strike at us, I'm afraid we need their help."

'Fuck this bitch, he talks too much...' From there on in I fucking ignored their bullshit speeches and circle jerk activities, I needed me a fucking communication terminal or some shit.

"Is there any way of getting access to an outside communication tower or transmissions tower?" The two Jedee, or whatever, looked at each other before the copy fucker nodded, his long winded nature slipping out again.

"Yes, indeed, there is a large communication tower connection terminal in the Holocron vaults beneath the temple. It is unlikely we will make it there, but we will have to try." Anakeen nodded and started to guide us. Fuck were they long winded and boring, no wonder Syphilis wanted to order 66 their asses. 

The halls we passed by in quick succession looked much the same, fractures and micro fractures running up the walls in differing patterns as fire suppression systems began to operate and chemical material was deposited into the main passageways. We avoided this by using stair wells and various other small nooks and crannies that Anakeen knew. I was impressed by his knowledge of the structure but also fucking over hearing these fuckers speaking.

Constantly they would speak, it was enough to make Tony seem pleasant, which he wasn't. 'These mother fuckers... Speak more than two women who are just re-connecting after an extended time apart. Soon i'll be havin flashbacks!' My eyepatch buzzed as the presence of Ori Forces began to emerge, lightsabers igniting and cutting down ground troops. They were mainly humans with energy pulse staffs, much like the Jaffa from Stargate. Those weapons hurt, they could melt internal organs at close range and even at long range could knock you unconscious from the pain.

'I better pay those damn scientists better when I get back...' I had the thought in the moment and scrapped it within seconds. This entire Temple would begin to be swarmed by Ori ground forces, and not only that, they would bring down their psychics. One such person being Adria.

"We better get down to those damn archives soon or else were all dead..." Both jedee looked at me oddly but nodded, they were too long winded but damn did I enjoy them just listening to what the fuck I said. My employees within Shield had become so damn talented that half the time I was in the wrong and my staff were in the right... That just wasn't right!

"We need to get down to the hall below us, there is a ventilation shaft that leads directly down to the Holocron Library."

"That's fuckin convenient... Are you sure there isn't more problems?"

"More than being invaded by a hostile Alien Force and possibly having hundreds of our brothers and sister dying?"

"Touché." Our conversation was brief as we soon began to slink down the halls, taking care not to alert any guards or forces. The halls were large and metallic, several sections of them now disjointed or ripped up from the strikes previously. Calm reds and blues were what made the colouration of the wall segments as in numerous places sparks and electrical buzzes echoed. The temple had taken a beating this quickly, and I was fucking impressed by it the other day? Shit, i need to learn to tell standard in these Multiverses...

One hallway was much like another, bleeding into another to another and only breaking monotony with door ways or the odd potted plant here and there. Any overhanging pathways lacked any guard rails, opting for the fuck around and find out option of safety. I liked it, no more paperwork for the safety department, a dream.

"We almost there Anakeen?"

"It's Anakin..."

"So Anakeen, are we there yet?"

I chuckled as he shook his head, his right hand extending upwards to point at a grate in the wall opposite of us. Unfortunately right in front of it were three Ori Guard. Two were regular soldiers and the other a psychic Preacher.

"Hallowed are the Ori!" The two soldiers followed the robed fucker in his prayer, the cult atmosphere intensifying.

"I haven't sensed anything like this before... What is this master?" Fake version of me shook his head and was about to go on a lengthy explanation so I interrupted and stood up, taking out my modified Hand Cannon.

"Eat shit in hell bitch!" A bolt of concentrated plasma seared through the air until it struck the Preacher bitch in the back of the skull, melting his brain stem instantly and sending the two soldiers into shock. I fired two more times and watched as their corpses struck the ground with a crackling bang.

"Come pussies, we have a fucking Comm to find!" The two Jedee looked on in mild consternation before following afterwards, their apprehension clear on their faces. 

'Don't have time for their shit, need to get some help... The bitch better increase my pay!'

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"Orici, we have found many Psychically adept people among these few Hermits."

"Very good. You shall either convert them or slaughter them, do not show mercy."

The Prior before Adria nodded slowly, the devout symbols of the Ori emblazoned upon his skin and beyond that, in his genetic code. Adria could see it all, the constructs called Priors were all but a tool needed to serve the grander purpose, that of the Ori and by extension the ones that the Ori, she, was allied to.

"Commander Belerias... I wish to see this planet converted. By the sword."

"Your will be done my lady!" The man in silver plate armour, powered by zero-point energy, bent and scraped as he stood up, giving commands and organising raids on key parts of this planet. This world was surely impressive and grandiose but she was looking for someone in particular, a woman of precise interest to the one who rules all.

'I will find you Emelia! Even if I have to burn every planet between me and you, I shall do it!'

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