Dark Haul

Oh, get it out of me!

Praise God,

the fathers have arrived.

We are not too late?

The child comes now,

but where is Father Christopher?

He sent for us.

Our order is well-versed

in such matters as this.

How many children have you,

my son?

And you, have you brothers

and sisters yourself?

12 as well.

I am the youngest...

the 13th.

In the New World,

the 13th child

of a 13th child will be born,

man and beast.

Where root first strikes earth

shall host their final struggle.

One shall rise triumphant.

Oh, get it out of me!

She's not ready to deliver this child!

She must wait!

It will not wait!

In nomine Patris, et Filii,

et Spiritus Sancti.

Christus mansionem benedicat.

- Oh!

- What are you doing?

It is coming!

A blessing to contain the beast.

We cannot drive him out,

but we can trap him here.

She must not deliver the child.

Our preparations are incomplete.

But the child comes.

Fathers!

Fathers.

- Deliver it!

- Deliver us.

Pater Noster.

Adveniat regnum tuum.

Fiat voluntas tua,

sicut in caelo, et in terra...

How lovely is your dwelling place,

oh Lord, heavens...

The beast is captured.

They call themselves the Keepers,

these men who had

held us prisoners since birth.

Some sort of power

connects me to my brother.

As we grew older,

it grew stronger.

We share a bond

they can't understand,

and that scares them.

But it doesn't mean

we deserve what they have done to us,

what they continue to do to us.

As the years turn to decades,

turn to centuries.

They've tried to hide us from the world,

dismiss us as just one more legend,

but we're real,

counting the days

until we can be free of our captors.

Over the years,

some have even tried to be our friends.

My brother and I, though...

we know better.

All right, we do this by the book.

Confirm your targets.

I do not want us shooting at halos.

Come on!

Somebody tell me what's happening.

We were testing a new containment

when he broke free.

- Where is he right now?

- We don't know.

The first thing he did

was wreck the camera hub.

Check downstairs.

You come with me.

There!

Hey, hold your fire!

Stop, stop firing!

Reload!

Come out of there!

Contact.

I'm getting reports of Melos

in the machine room.

The Jersey Devil is there.

Halo Tommy.

Host nation?

And he's not the Jersey Devil.

Zib is in her quarters?

No.

She got out in the confusion.

All right, bring her in.

This is why nobody else treats

the captives as allies.

Just do it, all right?

With respect, if we let her,

she'll lead us right to the beast.

All right.

Nobody is to engage her until my signal.

Is that understood?

Where is she right now?

Right there.

Clear.

It's locked.

It shouldn't be.

Over there!

Zib, you like that?

Listen to me, we have you surrounded,

the building surrounded.

It's over.

Call off your brother. Now!

He's in here!

Zib, end this now,

and I won't have to hurt you.

Get her.

Get her!

Call him off.

I'm trying,

but you're making him nervous.

I don't care.

Call him off.

Let's go back to your room.

I said to call him off!

Call him off!

Stop.

Get him in the cage now!

Go! Go!

She's an angel.

Can I put her in the cage

next to her brother now?

Not the time for this argument.

I've been telling you

to lock her up since I got here.

Advice I didn't want from

a team member I didn't ask for.

But got,

since your unit is a meat grinder.

I said not now.

You're right.

Now isn't the time.

The time is before

she killed nearly half of your men.

- That wasn't me.

- No?

How about the two you nearly killed

in the east hallway?

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