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Chapter 2 Investigations   Christian's boots hit the deck below him with a loud clang. The noise echoed in the huge space, making it seem as if there was a whole platoon of Spartans boarding the ship instead of just six. The darkness of the hall pressed in on him like a living thing. Christian snapped on the tactical light on his helmet. The area around him was vast, cold, and dreary. Interestingly, it also had a breathable atmosphere, from what Christian's armor was telling him. But most importantly, it was empty. Christian sprinted away from the boarding tube as the rest of Alpha Team descended. The five Spartans under his command fanned

Love is you. Love is me. Love is something you can't see. Love is nice. Love is sweet. Love will sweep you off your feet. Love is soft. Love is best. You can feel love in your chest. Love is great. Love is kind. Love is always on my mind. Love is special. Love you chearish. My love for you will never parish.

I curse the force. I kill the villan. I shout and cry and try To save my padawan in my arms. I try and try again, Feeling her sliding, Deeper and further, If she goes much more, I will not save her. Her heartbeat a murmur, Her force signature a mere glimmer. Inside she's dying, Outside I'm dying. I can't go on with her. I take back what I said! Ahsoka! I mean it! Don't die my padawan! Hang on! Hang on! She slips... My mind breaks, A fierce claw rips her from my mind. It hurts! It burns! My mind ripped in two. I collapse on the floor, With her dead weight in my arms. Ahsoka!! I'm sorry.... I'm sorry padawan... I'm so sorry.... I couldn't s

Chapter 2 Investigations   Christian's boots hit the deck below him with a loud clang. The noise echoed in the huge space, making it seem as if there was a whole platoon of Spartans boarding the ship instead of just six. The darkness of the hall pressed in on him like a living thing. Christian snapped on the tactical light on his helmet. The area around him was vast, cold, and dreary. Interestingly, it also had a breathable atmosphere, from what Christian's armor was telling him. But most importantly, it was empty. Christian sprinted away from the boarding tube as the rest of Alpha Team descended. The five Spartans under his command fanned