"Yeah, well, don't dwell on it. You made you, not him."
"He didn't help you study, he didn't take your exams. He doesn't help you strap on a Liberator and go out every night to keep the peace."
"You have a duty to the People of Liberty, get it thru your thick head."
I returned to my desk.
"Would you like to see what awaits those that fail?"
I opened a window into the special place where those who fail in their duties go to. I really hate looking in there.
Marcus just realised, he was making up excuses all along. Thats why his brother died. Thats why he couldn't, or wouldnt, take on the 6 rogues. Thats why he left Kerry there all by himself.
Marcus didnt just realise that, he realised he killed his own brother for no reason. All that purpose crap was just an excuse.
He couldn't believe himself and what he'd done to his own brother. Tears began to run out of his eyes.
He realised he couldn't go on like this. He needed to change. No more excuses. He slapped himself.
Price stopped crippling his chest, he knew what went through Marcus's head.
Lindberg and Kerry got back into the libby. This time it was Lindberg turn to fly. Kerry didnt do anything about it, considering the crap marcus just went through.
As soon as marcus exited the station, he noticed something strange. Scanner were picking up rogues.
"Hey...we got 2 rogues, no wait 3, wait...crap theres six of em!...wait..youre kidding me...theres 22 of them now....OH HOT DAMN 45 ROGUES!!