Red Faction: Origins Page #4
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I was told
you were dead.
I'm not.
Kinda hoping
it can stay that way.
No one here will hurt you.
Well, yeah,
except for pretty much
kicking my ass.
I didn't know it was you.
That's okay.
We'll call it payback...
for that time Mom and Dad
took us camping
on Mount Le Guin and...
I accidently
set your sleeve on fire.
Barbecued Lyra.
Remember?
I don't remember them.
They remember you.
If you were all alive,
why didn't you look for me?
Dad looked for you...
for years.
He hasn't been the same since
the day you were kidnapped.
I wasn't kidnapped.
I was rescued.
You don't remember
what happened?
These people
you think saved you--
they came into our home.
They killed Mom.
Right in front of our eyes.
I tried to-- I tried to
get you to jump with me.
And you were so scared.
And... I didn't mean to let go.
And I'm sorry.
- You're lying.
- I'm not.
Lyra--
Lyra, listen to me.
Lyra, you have to listen!
Lyra!
Lyra.
Are you all right?
I'm fine.
I won't let him
be harmed.
I know.
Look, this is
a lot to process.
Me too.
To discover
after all this time
you have a family.
You're my family.
We have to
get out of here.
I fully support
that course of action.
How?
- Take your shirt off.
- What?
- Take your shirt off.
- Why?
Get a guard's attention.
He will come in, see you,
be distracted.
- Maybe I get the jump on him.
- No!
Tess, if it makes you
feel any better,
there aren't anyone's breasts
on this planet
that I want to see less.
It does not
make me feel better.
On many levels.
Tess! Okay?
Okay. Okay!
Turn around.
Okay?
Okay, I'm ready.
Okay.
Hey! I need some
help in here, please!
Hey! Somebody, please!
Somebody better
come kill you soon.
Nice.
Thanks.
Oh!
Uncle, I-I do not--
A mortal debt
is a mortal debt.
Commander Hale.
What is it?
Mason has escaped.
We're on our way.
Where is he?
You gonna make this easy?
You gonna make this hard?
Ah! Ah!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Not this one! Not this one!
Jake!
Tell me you have
a way out of here.
Lyra. Lyra!
Come on.
Come on!
He's gone.
You all right?
How did he escape?
He had help.
Did he?
If he warns Red Faction
or the Marauders
of our true intentions,
a generation of planning
and suffering will have--
will have been for nothing.
Then there's
no further reason to delay.
We need to
accelerate the plan.
Activate the firework.
Look. What is it?
That's why they needed
the firework from the Hydra.
The E.D.F. fortress.
It's a dreadnought.
And it's headed straight
for Eos.
The dreadnought's
jamming communication.
I'm gonna have to
drop you guys off somewhere,
get back to Eos,
warn them.
Leo, take over.
Yeah.
Hurry.
Cannot fly the ship
and keep pressure on her wound.
She will die.
You're not gonna be
very welcome in Eos.
We're not very welcome
anywhere.
Railgun locked on Eos.
Satellite still can't detect us.
Multiple hits, sir.
Railgun powering down.
How many dead?
As many as it takes.
We have drawn first blood.
Red Faction will believe it was
Marauders who attacked them.
We're too late.
This way!
Right there.
No! No, no. No, no.
What is going on in Eos?
Our satellites
show weapons discharge.
How could a people
so sanctimoniously
steeped in honor...
kill innocent civilians
from a comfortable distance?
This ammunition was found
in the rubble.
It bears Marauder markings.
You haven't simply
abandoned society.
You've abandoned
all pretense of humanity.
We did not attack you.
I know, Matriarch.
It was the E.D.F.
We drove them from
the surface of Mars
long before you were born.
- Not all of them.
- Get that man out of here.
Wait.
Your face--
I see your foremother in it.
You still live,
Jake Mason,
son of the traitor.
Now I wouldn't be surprised
if you had arranged
this attack yourselves...
to whet your people's
appetite for battle.
You may have struck first,
but we will strike harder.
You will launch
an air offensive against
the Marauders within the hour.
- You can't do that.
- And you will arrest this man.
- On what charge?
- Desertion.
Consorting with the enemy.
Treason.
And war crimes.
Speaker Ludlum,
I don't think it's necessary--
You do not think, Major.
You follow orders.
Dad.
Jake.
You're alive.
Dad,
congress is declaring war
on the Marauders.
You need to talk to Ben,
get him to stop the attack.
Why would I do that?
The E.D.F.--
some of them survived
the revolution.
They didn't have
the numbers to take on both
Marauders and Colonists.
But if they can trick us into
going to war with each other,
we conquer ourselves.
They're the ones.
They killed Mom
and kidnapped Lyra.
I found her, Dad.
I found Lyra.
If you found her,
why didn't you
bring her back home?
Because we're not
her home anymore.
This is insane.
You know,
as much as you blame me...
for leaving her behind,
you left me behind too!
If you could stop hating me
for just one second,
maybe we could
get her back.
You, uh, Colonists don't make
very good cages, do you?
Are you coming?
Go. Go, go.
Want me to drive?
Want me to kick your ass?
What's the plan?
The shuttle's equipped
with thermobaric missiles.
We rescue Lyra
from the dreadnought,
we blow it straight to hell.
Where to you think
the dreadnought is now?
Bakhuysen Trench.
None of our satellites
scan there.
Marauders would never know
what hit them.
Just like Eos.
We're within firing distance
of the Marauders' Palace.
Railgun charging.
To bring them peace...
we must bring them war.
Man, that's big.
Give us 10 minutes
to find Lyra.
After that, light her up,
whether we're back or not.
Railgun at 25% and rising.
We have a hard target lock
on the Marauder Palace.
Railgun at 45%.
Telemetry nominal.
Intruder alert, Sector 7.
Intruder alert, Sector 7.
It's Mason!
Lyra's quarters.
Intruder alert, Sector 7.
They know.
She's been
aiding them all along.
They know everything.
You let him
back on this ship.
You betrayed us.
Lyra's room is down this way.
Cover my back.
Until we leave Mars.
Love how you guys say "die."
How many do you want?
All of them.
Lyra!
Get away from him.
- No.
- You can't leave.
Yes, I can.
And you can come with me.
As what?
A Colonist slave?
I am Adam Hale.
And I will not run
from my destiny.
Our destinies were stolen.
Adam--
We were gonna
build a new world.
A new Mars.
Together.
Everything has been a lie.
We weren't.
Come with me.
Lyra!
Dad, we are ready
for that ride.
Let's go.
Let's get to a safe distance,
launch the missiles.
Hang on.
Watch it, watch it,
watch it, watch it.
Yeah, I got it.
Dad, more inbound.
- You got a lock.
You got a lock.
- All right.
Brace for impact!
Everyone okay back there?
Compared to what?
I'm fine.
Last time I saw you,
you were... smaller.
Go.
The railgun is at 62%
and climbing.
Uh, realign the railgun
five degrees south.
- Sir?
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