The Cult’s Hunt.
London, Earth.
The Zealot looked at the memorial of the Normandy. Seeing the names craved into the stone. Holding his shotgun in his arms, the memories flooding though his brain as he looked at the names of the fallen.
He pushed them out of his brain, pushed them out of his thoughts with a sigh.
“I will avenge you, my lord. I will give you my will, for vengeance.”
He said, the helmet shaking under his struggles. As a member of his forces, one of the members of CAT-6. Dressed in her armour with her rifle held in front of her.
“Sir, we can’t find her. She hasn’t gone home, and even if we wanted to. The houses security system is...large. I didn’t think one couple could have so many guns.”
“She is married to Archangel. I wouldn’t be shocked if they have many defences within the home. Find a way inside, no matter who we lose.”
“Yes, sir.”
The woman said as she turned around and began walking as the Zealot too began walking around, heading though the city streets towards a roof top. London was burning, just as the day the Saviour Angel died. He sighed as he reached an hotel. Where two guards ran over to him
“Hands up!”
The Zealot turned and punched one to the floor, before grabbing the second and snapping his arms. Before heading to an elevator, and hitting a button on the console. Before heading up to the roof. Sighing as he crossed his arms. Feeling a slight pain in his brain. Before he arrived, walking out of the elevator. Then up a set of stairs, yawning slightly as he looked out at the London skyline. Before he stretched his arms out with a yawn.
“Allow the sinners no chance my army of the damned. Every man, woman and child who lives in this holy city is nothing more then a sinner! Nothing more! Give them what they are most deserving of! Death! Death! Until they give us the great sinner!”
The Zealot looked down at London with a sigh. As he awaited news.
Tali was running though the streets, holding her shotgun, almost out of breath as she hides in a ally. Turning on her omni-tool. She tapped a button.
“Welcome back, Legion.”
In the basement of the house, the repaired Geth body began to activate. As it spoke one word.
“Keelah se'lai"