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[This is not the Erik anyone of this Barge has come to know. Something has shattered in him. He's graduated. The camera floats in front of him, held in the air by his mutation: the angle makes the cause of this change obvious. To one side, Charles' body lays, broken, bleeding; on the other lies Ben's, impaled by a dozen make shift spears. The area around them has been torn up by Erik's ripping panels and light fixtures and anything not metaphorically nailed down from their proper places.]

Charles is dead.

[There is weight in his voice, a heaviness laying on his head, but it doesn't break. He stays steady, out of necessity. Erik is not a defeatist: he is not giving up. He is making a choice.]

So is Ben.

[The camera floats ahead, and behind him, Charles' body rises in his wake, following. Ben is left in a pool of his own blood, abandoned. Erik heads for the stairs, brow furrowed - silent, but not done with the broadcast, not yet.

Along the way, bits of metal come to him, hovering on the peripheries.]

You're all so intent on killing each other. That's what it takes to graduate. [He's heading up, taking the stairs two at a time.] To have a second chance at life. All you have to do is destroy everything you hold dear.

[His throat tightens, compromising his calmness: everyone on board will feel the ship ripple just slightly.]

So be it, then. But I've had enough of this cock fighting.

[More metal is coming to him, faster, melding together around him.]

No more murder. No more pointless infighting. You're done.

[Ahead of him, the door to the deck slams open as he steps through; the angle changes, and he stops walking, but his forward momentum hasn't halted. He's floating. The bits of metal close behind and above him, forming a dome as he floats above the nightmare Arthas has made of the deck. It's open enough for him to be seen, but it's closing fast.

Another tremor runs through the Barge.]

When that door opens, there will be a new Admiral. And it's not going to be someone who doles out death like handshakes. We've all endured enough.

[He remembers Cuba, and he remembers the choices he made there. He knows the choices he's made here, and the one he's making now.] This will never happen again.

[The sphere closes, perfectly enclosed, and hangs above the deck. It will stay there, guarding or waiting, until the door opens.]

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My condolences.

[He's switched to voice, because....well it's pretty dark in here.]

You're affected. [He means thank you. sort of.]

I am.

[ She understands, and her voice is sincere. ]

If you enter, what will you do?

Are you vetting me?

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Erik.

[:C!!!!!!]

David.

Are you all right?

Is there anything I can do?

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[Um xcuse me what the fuck are you doing.

The storm above the deck seems to move its eye to watch the metal being gathered, then starts striking it with lightning.]

[Oh, no big thing, just chillin.

And maybe redirecting that lightning onto the deck. Being at full power is nice, he gets why Arthas likes this.

But the deck will also ripple again; he's pissed, and even the Barge can feel it.]

[Arthas isn't stupid. Well, alright, he is but that's not the point. He's wearing a metal suit of armor that is extremely crushable, and that means he's just going to start ignoring the huge metal ball until it goes away.

That works. Always.]

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I'm going through.

[With or without Erik, he means, but he is a wolf; teamwork is in his nature.]

You know what it might be risking. [A question, though it doesn't sound like one.]

I can guess. But experience shows that any risk leads to an even bigger reward, or you and I wouldn't be here.

Are you afraid? [Afraid of what he might lose, Lark means. It's an honest question; hidden in it is the truth that Lark is afraid.]

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Oh God dammit. [Her voice is harsh and bitter and genuinely grieving - Charles was a good man. He deserved better.]

I - [She shakes her head, quick and sharp. She's not going to get all sentimental about this. Instead, she switches the filters.]

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I've got your back. [She might have liked Charles better, but she gets the feeling Erik will be just as ruthless, now. He's not a bad second choice.

If, of course, that's what awaits him.]

[At this rate, with the time he's starting to devote to thinking maybe Charles was right, maybe he'd be alive if Erik hadn't tried to convince him against violence, maybe they won't be that different at all.]

Assuming it's what we think it is.

[He's not sure, anymore, but that changes nothing. He won't risk someone like Arthas taking it without contest.]

Yes. [Her lips quirk.] That's why I'm not scrambling to go through after you.

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[She sees Charles body and her faith in the Barge snaps. It had grown taut already, stretched achingly thin with each wave of pointless suffering, and now - ]

You should just let it burn. [The words are harsh and rough, as she stares at the corpse.] Take the Inmates home and let us burn.

I considered it.

[His voice is hard, almost quaking: another tremor shivers the Barge ever so slightly. It should be shaking violently, he knows, but despite its metal make, he's never been able to affect it. Now he can.]

It's going to burn alone and empty. No more.

[Slowly, she lifts her head from Charles. Slowly, she nods.]

Then let me help.

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[ She screams.

She screams, because she knows that this time it might be permanent. She might have lost her brother. Forever.

She runs after him, and when she gets to the sphere, she slams her hands against it. ]

Erik! [ He can't do this. He can't cut her off. ]

[Instead of descending to talk to her on the deck, under the storm and Arthas' fury, he lifts her wordlessly. An opening appears at the top of the sphere, and he rises, leaving Charles inside and closing the metal again, to set her down on its top. Blood covers his lap, stomach, thigh, just from holding Charles for a few moments.

He's more distant, now - there's more openness, usually, at least for her. Now he's shutting down, and trying not to succumb completely.]

Raven. [He doesn't know what to say. His eyes are wet.]

Where is he? Where is he?

[ And she lunges for Erik, not to hurt him - doesn't even know what she's doing, just grips his shoulders in her hands and sobs. She regrets every time she's slid her hooks into him, every time she's made him do what she wants.

Where is her brother. Where is he. ]

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No, there won't be. I won't let there be a new one.

You're too young for this.

That never mattered before. It doesn't now. There won't be another Admiral. I won't let it happen.

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