Cursum Perficio

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AN: Hey Everyone, I'm back with the last installment of my Language Barrier series. Yeah so this is it! I went back and forth on how I wanted to end this little mini-series but I hope you all enjoy this finale. (Thank you to everyone who gave their input and the awesome Anon that originally gave me this prompt) Honestly, thank you to everyone who read this series and encouraged and supported me to keep writing this; I was so happy to hear that everyone loved the story enough to want it to continue. This finale will have an alternate ending that I will post only if it's requested (So if this isn't how you wanted the story to end... let me know.) Also it's irrelevant but I was listening to really sad music to get in the mood to write this story so if you want to get a feel for my musical inspiration give these songs a listen (Oblivion by Bastille, Echo by Jason Walker, I Would Die for You by Matt Walters, I Will Follow You Into the Dark by Gavin Mikhail, Ashes by Andy Brown, What If You by Joshua Radin, All I Want by Kodaline, and Shattered by Trading Yesterday). It's not important but I love music and it's always a huge inspiration when I'm writing; so I thought I'd share. Anyway as always I hope I did the prompt justice and I hope everyone enjoys it. Warning: This is the big finish and it may be slightly graphic at some points so I'm going to go ahead and give a fair warning. Disclaimer: I do not own the Uncharted series. (Cursum Perficio= My Journey is Over) 

*Repost from my Tumblr. The Happier ending will be included in a separate smaller chapter. I will draw a line indicating where the endings will diverge into either angst or fluff.

Jackson looked as though he had been through hell but even in his current state he found it in himself to burst in and wave a gun around. For the moment his ire was currently directed at the High Priest, who looked displeased to say the least. Jackson looked annoyed at everyone's silence, "Are you all deaf or simply stupid? I asked you where the artifact is being held."

The High Priest finally spoke up, "What is it exactly that makes you think I will willingly give you the artifact?"

The High Priest was speaking in your native tongue so Jackson clearly couldn't understand him. He stormed over to your uncle pointing his gun directly at him but you quickly stepped in front of your uncle. Without hesitation Jackson pulled back his arm and slapped you across the face with his gun; hard enough to send you plummeting to the floor. Drake was by your side in an instant gently rubbing your burning and swollen cheek. When he turned to Jackson his voice was dripping with venom, "Jackson! I swear to God if you touch her again I will kill you!"

Jackson simply walked around the two of you and ushered your uncle forward with the barrel of his gun. He looked at Drake as he passed you, "I would like to see you make the attempt, Nathan." Drake cautiously helped you to your feet as you wiped the blood away from your split lip; you aimed a murderous glare in Jackson's direction as you were pulled to your feet. Jackson dragged your uncle toward the High Priest, he aimed the gun at your uncle's head and spoke, "It seems that you have been playing interpreter for these two. Now, be a good sport and tell me what he's saying."

Your uncle hesitantly translated the High Priest's words, "He said, 'What is it exactly that makes you think I willing give you the artifact?"

Jackson looked between your uncle and the High Priest, "If you'd be so kind, translate for me, tell him that he will give me what I want or I will kill him. I know all too well that he can still be mortally wounded. His God may have given him everlasting life but his life force will only withstand natural causes of death. Just like his people out there he can easily be brought to his knees by our weapons."

The High Priest climbed down from the pedestal where he was standing and spat at Jackson's feet, "I do not fear death at your hands. I have lived for centuries and when death finally calls for me then I will welcome it like an old friend."

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