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"Shit, shit, shit!" Isaac was panting as he tried to find a way to regroup with the soldiers who were dragging him along on their marker mission. Wherever they ended up, he was sure they were facing as much trouble as he was from the invading Unitologists.

"Clarke's over there!" shouted a Uni soldier before he and his allies opened fire on a balcony above Isaac. Isaac ducked behind some loose crates for cover, blind-firing his plasma cutter at the soldiers above him. To think being an engineer would lead to learning how to fight mutated corpses, let alone actual people.

"Fire in the hole!"

Isaac grimaced as he found a grenade had landed next to him behind his cover. However, he quickly realized that this was a blessing. Thinking on the fly, he picked the grenade up with his kinesis module and tossed the live explosive back at the Unitologists, the grenade exploding the instant it hit them. With all three soldiers dead, he continued to move through the streets of the New Horizons Lunar Colony. As much as he'd have wished to save some of the screaming citizens of the colony, he knew they'd be taken by either the Unitologists or the necromorphs. As of now, the soldiers, and by extent, Ellie, were all that mattered to him.

"RAHHHH!"

Two rather humanoid-looking necromorphs approached Isaac at lightning pace as he entered an alley, the man barely having time to react to their assault. Luckily, he was able to fire off a bolt of stasis, slowing down the creatures monumentally. This gave Isaac enough time to dismember both necromorphs with his plasma cutter, a process he'd repeated numerous times. It was second nature to him now. The area cleared, he ran through the alley and out the other end, more streets of the colony greeting him.

Isaac checked his locator to see where the soldiers had told him to meet them, seeing the blue line snake around the buildings of the colony.

"OH GOD, JUST LET US GO!"

Isaac's head snapped to the right, his view being greeted by a group of people tied by their wrists, on their knees, and in front of a couple men. One of the untied men grabbed a syringe-like object from his pocket, turning to the hostages. "Convergence is at hand. You can't leave. We will all be made one."

Unitologists! They didn't look like the invaders, but they were no less dangerous. They'd had a row of eight people ready to be sacrificed, and the needle the one carried looked ready to pierce some skulls. Isaac may not have been able to save many people, but this was his chance to help some people survive a little longer! He raised his plasma cutter, ready to fire at the deranged zealots. Luckily, nobody noticed the blue dots on the man's back. His finger hovered over the trigger, ready to cut up some Unitologist ass.

"STOP RIGHT THERE, PRIVILEGED SCUM!"

"What?"

Out from an alley came a pest that, despite all the advances in technology and human enterprise made in the past four hundred years, despite all the new planets conquered and galaxies discovered, and despite all the new ideologies formed, would not, could not ever be eliminated, even to this day.

The shrieking, militant liberal.

"Just what do you think you are doing?" The petite, blue-haired lady pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose, giving Isaac a hawkish look.

"You see those hostages over there?" he asked, pointing in the direction of the tied up civilians. "I'm gonna take out those Unitologists and save them."

The lady gasped, "Take them out!? Ex-CUSE me, but they are practicing their religion freely. That's just one of their rituals, and you have no right to stop them."

Isaac furrowed his brow, questioning how this woman could justify the killing of innocents. "Uh, not sure if you noticed, but they're trying to stab those people in the forehead."

The woman pulled out a text log, a holographic menu popping out of the device. "Excuse me, shitlord, but if you didn't know, they are allowed to practice their religion under the First Amendment. Read it right there. You will be commiting a crime if you attack them."

"Jesus Christ, somebody HELP ME!"

The woman smiled devilishly, chuckling. "Haha, I bet he's a Christian, that stupid hick."

"Weren't you just saying earlier that I shouldn't judge them?"

"YES, THAT IS WHAT I'VE BEEN TRYING TO TELL YOU!"

The sudden outburst caused Isaac to lean back a little. Never did he think such a little lady could be so shrill and intimidating. "Then why are you making fun of him for possibly being Christian?"

The woman stopped for a moment, staring into space. It made Isaac begin to wonder if she'd ever had a logical thought in her life. "WELL," she stated after a moment of silence, "YOU'RE STILL BEING A HUGE UNIPHOBE. THAT IS THEIR CULTURE, AND SO THEY DON'T KNOW ANY BETTER. YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO JUDGE BY YOUR OWN CULTURE, NOR THE RIGHT TO IMPOSE YOURS ON THEIRS! THAT'S CULTURAL APPROPRIATION!"

STAB!

One of the hostages was pricked clean through the forehead by one of the Unitologists, the rest of the captured people screaming in horror as they awaited their doom.

"Shit, look, I have to help those people!" Isaac raised his plasma cutter again, but the tool was knocked out of his hands by the woman.

"Not on my watch! Your intolerance ends here, Uniphobe!"

This woman was starting to annoy Isaac. All he wanted to do was try and save those hostages. If anything, he was still trying to figure out how she could justify the murder of innocents.

STAB!

"Goddammit!" Isaac ran for his plasma cutter and picked it up, but the woman now stood in the way of the Unitologists.

"I'm not letting you kill those who want to freely practice their religion! This is literally oppression, you know that?"

STAB!

Isaac had to act fast, otherwise all those hostages would end up being killed. Perhaps the best route would be to try and argue with the woman until she gave up and left. "What makes Unitology so great anyways, huh? You see what they're doing over there?"

"Yes, and while I personally do not care for it, I am letting them practice their religion and not judging, as that would be intolerant."

"I don't know, sacrificing people doesn't sound like something you can just freely practice."

"Are you generalizing all Unitologists as murderous zealots!? You privileged, Uniphobic scum!"

Isaac pinched the bridge of his nose, trying his hardest to keep his cool. "No, but I've seen what they worship, and it's not anything good."

STAB!

"According to you, maybe, but their religion says it's okay! You can't judge! What's right and wrong varies among people, and imposing your values on others is oppressive!"

"So you think they find murder as okay? Do you seriously think any sane person would find that okay?"

The blue haired woman flipped her bangs at Isaac. "Yes, because that's just their culture, you intolerant scum!"

Isaac couldn't believe what he was hearing, pointing at the Unitologists stabbing their victims in the head. "They're. Fucking. Killing people!"

STAB!

"And they think it's right. Don't try and tell them otherwise, you privileged shitlord."

"I don't know about you, but I think killing innocent people is never right, Unitologist or not. Now MOVE!"

"NO!"

STAB!

Isaac tried once again to aim his plasma cutter at the Unitologists, but the woman would always move in his way. As much as he didn't want to, he may have had to cut through her if he wanted to save any more hostages left.

"MOVE, GODDAMMIT!"

"NEVER, YOU WHITE, PRIVILEGED PIG."

Isaac lowered his weapon and leered at the woman. "What!?"

STAB!

"That's right, you white oppressor! You're trying to use your natural privilege to stomp on these Unitologists' natural rights to religion! You're nothing but another white monster who generalizes all Unitologists as terrorists! I bet you'd like to see them oppressed!"

Isaac stared at the woman with utter disbelief. He took a deep breath, then followed it up with some choice words. "White privilege!? Unitology was founded by a white guy! Those Unitologists over there are white! You're. WHITE!."

STAB!

The woman had nothing to say to Isaac, stunned by his facts. She never knew Unitology was founded by a white man. Thinking about it, she didn't know much about Unitology at all. If only she could block this man in real life. Regardless, she had to say something back, lest she lose the argument. "Uh...intolerant, Uniphobic scum!"

Isaac glared at her, but looked behind the woman and noticed that, despite his efforts to get past her, they were in vain. All the hostages lay dead, ready to be transformed into necromorphs.

"Fuck this," he angrily spit, turning away and continuing on his regrouping mission.

The woman, on the other hand, was ecstatic! She'd successfully defended an oppressed group from a hateful bigot! She excitedly ran over to her rescued victims to tell them of her victory. "No need to thank me," she started as soon as she reached the two men.

They turned around to her in response to her voice, eyeing her rather creepily. "Who are you?"

"Just the one who valiantly defended your freedom to practice Unitology from an angry bigot! No need to thank me, I'm just doing my part to keep the oppressed free!"

One of the Unitologists responded to her gloating by stabbing her in the forehead.

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"Shit, shit, shit!" Isaac was panting as he tried to find a way to regroup with the soldiers who were dragging him along on their marker mission. Wherever they ended up, he was sure they were facing as much trouble as he was from the invading Unitologists.

"Clarke's over there!" shouted a Uni soldier before he and his allies opened fire on a balcony above Isaac. Isaac ducked behind some loose crates for cover, blind-firing his plasma cutter at the soldiers above him. To think being an engineer would lead to learning how to fight mutated corpses, let alone actual people.

"Fire in the hole!"

Isaac grimaced as he found a grenade had landed next to him behind his cover. However, he quickly realized that this was a blessing. Thinking on the fly, he picked the grenade up with his kinesis module and tossed the live explosive back at the Unitologists, the grenade exploding the instant it hit them. With all three soldiers dead, he continued to move through the streets of the New Horizons Lunar Colony. As much as he'd have wished to save some of the screaming citizens of the colony, he knew they'd be taken by either the Unitologists or the necromorphs. As of now, the soldiers, and by extent, Ellie, were all that mattered to him.

"RAHHHH!"

Two rather humanoid-looking necromorphs approached Isaac at lightning pace as he entered an alley, the man barely having time to react to their assault. Luckily, he was able to fire off a bolt of stasis, slowing down the creatures monumentally. This gave Isaac enough time to dismember both necromorphs with his plasma cutter, a process he'd repeated numerous times. It was second nature to him now. The area cleared, he ran through the alley and out the other end, more streets of the colony greeting him.

Isaac checked his locator to see where the soldiers had told him to meet them, seeing the blue line snake around the buildings of the colony.

"OH GOD, JUST LET US GO!"

Isaac's head snapped to the right, his view being greeted by a group of people tied by their wrists, on their knees, and in front of a couple men. One of the untied men grabbed a syringe-like object from his pocket, turning to the hostages. "Convergence is at hand. You can't leave. We will all be made one."

Unitologists! They didn't look like the invaders, but they were no less dangerous. They'd had a row of eight people ready to be sacrificed, and the needle the one carried looked ready to pierce some skulls. Isaac may not have been able to save many people, but this was his chance to help some people survive a little longer! He raised his plasma cutter, ready to fire at the deranged zealots. Luckily, nobody noticed the blue dots on the man's back. His finger hovered over the trigger, ready to cut up some Unitologist ass.

"STOP RIGHT THERE, PRIVILEGED SCUM!"

"What?"

Out from an alley came a pest that, despite all the advances in technology and human enterprise made in the past four hundred years, despite all the new planets conquered and galaxies discovered, and despite all the new ideologies formed, would not, could not ever be eliminated, even to this day.

The shrieking, militant liberal.

"Just what do you think you are doing?" The petite, blue-haired lady pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose, giving Isaac a hawkish look.

"You see those hostages over there?" he asked, pointing in the direction of the tied up civilians. "I'm gonna take out those Unitologists and save them."

The lady gasped, "Take them out!? Ex-CUSE me, but they are practicing their religion freely. That's just one of their rituals, and you have no right to stop them."

Isaac furrowed his brow, questioning how this woman could justify the killing of innocents. "Uh, not sure if you noticed, but they're trying to stab those people in the forehead."

The woman pulled out a text log, a holographic menu popping out of the device. "Excuse me, shitlord, but if you didn't know, they are allowed to practice their religion under the First Amendment. Read it right there. You will be commiting a crime if you attack them."

"Jesus Christ, somebody HELP ME!"

The woman smiled devilishly, chuckling. "Haha, I bet he's a Christian, that stupid hick."

"Weren't you just saying earlier that I shouldn't judge them?"

"YES, THAT IS WHAT I'VE BEEN TRYING TO TELL YOU!"

The sudden outburst caused Isaac to lean back a little. Never did he think such a little lady could be so shrill and intimidating. "Then why are you making fun of him for possibly being Christian?"

The woman stopped for a moment, staring into space. It made Isaac begin to wonder if she'd ever had a logical thought in her life. "WELL," she stated after a moment of silence, "YOU'RE STILL BEING A HUGE UNIPHOBE. THAT IS THEIR CULTURE, AND SO THEY DON'T KNOW ANY BETTER. YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO JUDGE BY YOUR OWN CULTURE, NOR THE RIGHT TO IMPOSE YOURS ON THEIRS! THAT'S CULTURAL APPROPRIATION!"

STAB!

One of the hostages was pricked clean through the forehead by one of the Unitologists, the rest of the captured people screaming in horror as they awaited their doom.

"Shit, look, I have to help those people!" Isaac raised his plasma cutter again, but the tool was knocked out of his hands by the woman.

"Not on my watch! Your intolerance ends here, Uniphobe!"

This woman was starting to annoy Isaac. All he wanted to do was try and save those hostages. If anything, he was still trying to figure out how she could justify the murder of innocents.

STAB!

"Goddammit!" Isaac ran for his plasma cutter and picked it up, but the woman now stood in the way of the Unitologists.

"I'm not letting you kill those who want to freely practice their religion! This is literally oppression, you know that?"

STAB!

Isaac had to act fast, otherwise all those hostages would end up being killed. Perhaps the best route would be to try and argue with the woman until she gave up and left. "What makes Unitology so great anyways, huh? You see what they're doing over there?"

"Yes, and while I personally do not care for it, I am letting them practice their religion and not judging, as that would be intolerant."

"I don't know, sacrificing people doesn't sound like something you can just freely practice."

"Are you generalizing all Unitologists as murderous zealots!? You privileged, Uniphobic scum!"

Isaac pinched the bridge of his nose, trying his hardest to keep his cool. "No, but I've seen what they worship, and it's not anything good."

STAB!

"According to you, maybe, but their religion says it's okay! You can't judge! What's right and wrong varies among people, and imposing your values on others is oppressive!"

"So you think they find murder as okay? Do you seriously think any sane person would find that okay?"

The blue haired woman flipped her bangs at Isaac. "Yes, because that's just their culture, you intolerant scum!"

Isaac couldn't believe what he was hearing, pointing at the Unitologists stabbing their victims in the head. "They're. Fucking. Killing people!"

STAB!

"And they think it's right. Don't try and tell them otherwise, you privileged shitlord."

"I don't know about you, but I think killing innocent people is never right, Unitologist or not. Now MOVE!"

"NO!"

STAB!

Isaac tried once again to aim his plasma cutter at the Unitologists, but the woman would always move in his way. As much as he didn't want to, he may have had to cut through her if he wanted to save any more hostages left.

"MOVE, GODDAMMIT!"

"NEVER, YOU WHITE, PRIVILEGED PIG."

Isaac lowered his weapon and leered at the woman. "What!?"

STAB!

"That's right, you white oppressor! You're trying to use your natural privilege to stomp on these Unitologists' natural rights to religion! You're nothing but another white monster who generalizes all Unitologists as terrorists! I bet you'd like to see them oppressed!"

Isaac stared at the woman with utter disbelief. He took a deep breath, then followed it up with some choice words. "White privilege!? Unitology was founded by a white guy! Those Unitologists over there are white! You're. WHITE!."

STAB!

The woman had nothing to say to Isaac, stunned by his facts. She never knew Unitology was founded by a white man. Thinking about it, she didn't know much about Unitology at all. If only she could block this man in real life. Regardless, she had to say something back, lest she lose the argument. "Uh...intolerant, Uniphobic scum!"

Isaac glared at her, but looked behind the woman and noticed that, despite his efforts to get past her, they were in vain. All the hostages lay dead, ready to be transformed into necromorphs.

"Fuck this," he angrily spit, turning away and continuing on his regrouping mission.

The woman, on the other hand, was ecstatic! She'd successfully defended an oppressed group from a hateful bigot! She excitedly ran over to her rescued victims to tell them of her victory. "No need to thank me," she started as soon as she reached the two men.

They turned around to her in response to her voice, eyeing her rather creepily. "Who are you?"

"Just the one who valiantly defended your freedom to practice Unitology from an angry bigot! No need to thank me, I'm just doing my part to keep the oppressed free!"

One of the Unitologists responded to her gloating by stabbing her in the forehead.