Division One: Episode l: There's Serenity Somewhere

## **Prologue**

It’s been half a century since the Earth’s moon had been destroyed, an Alien race who were forced to leave their own dying planet, came to take ours. Without the moon the Earth was thrown into chaos. Earthquakes toppled cities within hours, tsunami’s wiped out what remained, then came the invasion. People came together and did what we had to do, from what I read they used the nukes. They won the war, but lost the planet, left it contaminated, most of it uninhabitable. What remained of humanity had to leave the Earth. This caused mankind to turn its gaze outward toward the stars to explore the infinite cosmos. It was a last resort in finding someplace to go Earth was falling the human race needed a new home a better one. Old spiritual followers believed the fall of Earth was on humankind, saying it was the Earth's way of fighting back after years of pumping oil and radiation throughout the planet. After the war some had said that there were no more mysteries left on the planet, but they were wrong, One such mystery was founded in a certain Planet we called Amamakko. It’s where everyone settled in the new world, and it’s where this story takes place.~

## **WARRIOR's Unite!**

**Within the Region 4 held a massive crowd in front of Jericho’s tower it seemed the citizens of Andromeda had been awaiting for their Chancellor. He had called everyone to Region two most of the population of the Planet had been awaiting for his speech. But inside the tower held Barnabas and the three members of the Institute onward in the press room. Everyone in the Warriors and OPERATIVE would’ve been stationed here. Barnabas would have now been standing in front of an A.I monitor his hands cupped behind his back as he stared towards his soldiers. The Tech lab contains science and research equipment the Warriors use to examine the potential benefits of the ecology that has developed in Andromeda. The southern most room contains a research center that Sarah was now using. “I’ve called you all In today to report our damage satellite within the outskirts of our city, during the beginning of us cultivating here we set up Satellites throughout the planet. These Satellites were made to connect with the life outside these wall, but we’ve never got any response.”**

**Sarah: Till now.. Around 3am our Satellite received an blunt trauma on it’s west wing which caused it to crash in this position. 3RD CLASS WARRIOR MEMBERS, Nihilus Mercer! F.A.I, Minerva Til Ai'ie-Vaala and lastly my Bot Jxn You all are appointed this mission to deploy from this chopper and discovery of satellite and find out what it was that took it down in the first place." She said speaking as loudly as she could. " Today, you four work as a unit and even though you were made WARRIOR yesterday, this is a high end mission, failure is not an option. We'll usually send in one of 1st Class WARRIOR members to do this, but they're all on vacation right now. So were sending you four instead. Is this understood?”**

#### **Cerberus Winchester**

*Enlivening*. Captured within umber hues, a familiar blonde spoke in detail and order, lesser than a second did these hues sway to look upon the detailed placement they were to check the satellite. Today held another trial, one that seemed to call forth third class warriors, as no first class held themselves in rank or file to answer—It hadn’t been a full twenty four hours, since becoming a WARRIOR. Truly, humans wasted no time. Ebony, onyx and ivory were the colors that clung to define these figure that stood among the floor—F.A.I, known to her fellow WARRIORS as Cerberus Winchester. A cybernetic being that lived within AREA 2 of the institute, created here too. She was an interesting ivory fleshed prototype attired in a skin-tight suit held to the color onyx, with neon blue nodes that held tied into the suit and the locks called hair was the ebony. The most interesting thing about her attire, was the idea of her shoes, which was more of sock with toes, but thicker like a boot and a grip bottom surface; weird. Stood in rest, ten inches between her feet, her hands held behind her back, resting on her belt line as her thumbs locked between eachother and her posture was straight, no stiffness, but proudness and attention—Head locked upon Sarah, whom had not dismissed her yet. Such a strict code she had, but was it that code, programming or fear? It had always been hard to tell, as far as everyone assumed, it would’ve been programming.

“**Understood**.” Serious, her tone held nothing friendly, but her voice was silky and feminine pitched in tone without a robotic echo within it—Both her appearance and voice made it quite hard to identify her as a cyborg. She held no questions to what had to be done, it was simple and being the smart A.I she was, to her it was merely trivial information at this point; wishing only for her dismissal. However. She did notice, not by looking, that one of the other members had dismissed themselves, was this normal? Naturally. Within her mind, she was called to attention, stood to ease for the conversation and thus, she must be dismissed and she assumed, not everyone obeyed these rules. To her thought.

### **Mercer**

**“Good then get moving into the barracks after you all are well prepared you may go into your chopper..”**

**With her final note Sarah went back into her lab station leaving the crew to speak amongst one another. It seemed no one had anything to say including Nihilus he remained positioned on the wall a bit far from everyone else as he heard and noted everything that was said. His arms were crossed if anyone would’ve taken interest they would’ve noticed his flak jacket with a knife holster for unarmed or knife combat. This jacket he wore was insulated, and fireproof, and has a layer of Titanium lining all sides of the jacket. This jacket alone, thanks to A.G.F technology is lightweight, and feels no different than a regular jacket, depending on the gear carried of course. The jacket can be unzipped if one wishes to add style to it’s wears. The jacket can withstand heavy gunfire (due to the metal) but can be pierced by anything higher than an assault rifle, or a point blank shot. Though the chain mail won’t deflect the bullets off the bat, it will stop bullets from making deep penetration.**

**Sarah and Baranbas believed this was a major mission to be taken serious but Nihilus disagreed he believed this was a waste of time. Better yet he felt like the clean up crew and with all these new faces he couldn’t stomach the diversity. He was the first to make his way into the barracks to get prepared for this mission, the barracks was pretty much a open area a lot of others memebers of the force was already inside preparing to head out as well. Nihilus would’ve went to his locker and pulled out his own custom weapon.(Keep note you have a locker if you have your own personal weapon but if you don’t you can pick up anything from a gun to an assault rifle)**

**“Ahhh How’s my bitch been..” Nihlius said refering to his weapon which he gave the name BECKY, BECKY is a assault Rifle probably the most important item in Nihilus life. The Assault Rifle is a prototype weapon that mixes the aspects of two weapons into one. It is called, The KMG. The first creation of the weapon has an Assault Rifle and a Shotgun put together making one weapon. The weapon itself has proven to be very successful and has yet to come across any failures in combat. The weapon along with having a shotgun and assault rifle, it also carries a Titanium Hook for close combat situations. The Rifle carries a high tech Holographic Sight but is open to put any Optic Sight that the user needs to use. The shotgun is an advanced form of the AA-12 shotgun meaning it can go fully automatic or semi-auto.**

**He pulled the strap across his back as he now closed his locker, but within seconds his phone started to ring out loud he quickly picked it up.**

**Malice: Brother Mercer where are you? Mom said you have to pick me up from school today.**

**Mercer: Malastre what the fuck are you talking about, that bitch knows I’m on active duty I can’t leave I’ve been put on mission.**

**Malice: I know it’s not your fault I’ll walk home if I have too it’s just.. Some kids were picking on me today and I think they're going to start trouble if I do walk home.**

**Mercer: ...Listen If I get back on time I promise I’ll pick you up okay? Just enjoy school and I’ll get there when I can. If anyone tries anything do-**

**Maice: I know I know knock them the hell out. I got it thanks big bro.**

**-Clicks-**

**Mercer would’ve slid his phone back in his pocket as he now awaited for the rest of the squad to ready up, they would’ve had this time to recollect themselves and get what they needed before the chopper arrived..**

#### **Cerberus Winchester**

Waved off. It seemed the gesture was more than something she *wished* for. Permission to wander and prepare, she had four debates in mind, not conflicting, simply judging the rate of success and possibles to unfold on this simple *mission*—Posed with three options. Almost on par with a robot, she did have a bit of programming, however, she held a free will and awareness to suggest and do as she pleased so long as the task was done, thus, she picked two of the three; at the end of the day, was it truly that? Venturing not to her locker, as she didn’t quite have one yet, she motioned in a walk directly to *Medusa*, whom was addressed as her birth name, Minerva Til Ai'ie-Vaala—Stopping three feet in front of the Sohakoraimu, Cerberus looked upon the parasitic woman. “**Excuse me. I request your assist in a matter, that I do hope, you mind not—**” She paused for a moment, she worked a mile a second and to that expend, most humanoid life didn’t keep up or couldn’t follow the same page in the same line without glossing the detail. This wasn’t her calling someone stupid or dumb. As an A.I and no mere Cyborg, things were a bit harder for her and adjusting wasn’t that easy. With a three second pause and based on her response, she’d keep going. She expected a positive one. Shifting her hues over to a metal cargo container with letters written on it, this container was quite massive, eleven feet in length and six feet in width and height, this container was black with yellow wording and held itself near the exit—M015-FR was still left in confinement, she felt something from inside her at this sight. Annoyance? That’s a first. Why hasn’t she been told? Possibly, he had just got here from Death Rock.

 “**A passenger test pilot.**” She added. If she had agreed. She’d simply be waved to follow behind Cerberus, as she motioned to the container which was a good distance away from them—Picking up a sniper rifle that held itself around the model of a *CheyTac M200 Intervention*, a bit different nonetheless, more modernized to this era; keeping it’s bolt action state holding ten rounds over seven, it also came with three magazines. She also grabbed a prototype knife which was like a gut knife, it was just a bit stronger than the standard knife and a semi-automatic rifle, it had a switch between burst fire or single fire. It’s power was compared as a specialized classic to the WARRIORs—Checking their safeties, she held the sniper rifle to her back, strapped and held the assault rifle strapped to her side, the knife being on her outer right thigh. She took her time not, as much as it seemed as so.

Reaching the container, she thought nor processed not how M015-FR must be feeling, if he could feel—Pulling the latches, she motioned opened the doors by swinging them open outward peering into the darkness of this container. “**Obscure**.” She called out, her voice echoing back at her. To that word, that simple word. It was a name and to the moment she said it, a set of ruby hues could be seen lighting up and shifting from the darkest

part of the container and to that, the grinding of metal as the hues moved closer; unfriendly it seemed. “**I apologize. But we must get moving.**” She added, unlike her serious tone earlier, her voice was tender and seemed quite human; loving and concerned for the creature in the box. Taking a knee, Cerberus knelt to the ground as she placed a hand on her leg and patted, almost as a call for the cybernetic creature and like that, the nose of a metal creature pressed into her stomach as it stepped from it’s confinement. To the moment it removed, it was a wolf cybernetic being, it held itself the side four feet tall from paw to shoulder, five feet in length and two feet in width, he was in his minimized form—Nuzzling into her lap, she petted atop of it’s head and spoke. “**I wanted to ask. Do you wish to join Minerva and I?**” She asked and for a moment. A single set of words could’ve be held, but not heard at all.  Lifting his head from her lap, it had said something that most wouldn’t have understood, unless, they were a robot or cyborg with the ability to translate—Simply, he had said sure with robotic sounds; he had the ability to speak. He simply didn’t care to.

“**Minerva meet Obscure. That is his preferred name.**” She said to the parasitic woman, in a serious and dry tone; different from how she just treated her robot friend here. Shifting to her feet, she allowed Obscure exit the container and closed it. From here, that’ll motion to where the Chopper would’ve arrived. A look on a person’s face almost expected disapproval of her bringing this wolf along, but, he voiced it not. “**He… He doesn’t talk to those that don’t concern his objectives. I apologize for the inconvenience on that.**” She added. She gave off the business only vibe, but she seemed rather *human*. The moment the chopper would’ve appeared. They’d see themselves on it. Until then. Small conversation would have to work.

### Mercer

"Medusa: Greetings. It is nice to make your acquaintance. My name is Minerva, but most just call me Medusa. I hope that we will do well together as a team."

“I hope we get to kill something..Nihilus said as he got his things together walking off from Minerva as he gripped Becky. As he was all set he decided to make his move onto the chopper following behind Medusa and F.A.I he didn’t pay mind to the scrap metal(Obscure) this was a mission he had no time to play nice or even pet the damn thing. Mercer would’ve been the first to step inside the heli right after Medusa, he swung to the near right his foot would’ve been at the edge of plate as he positioned himself near the door. This would’ve been the time Medusa came and asked him about a school, this question alone told Mercer she had been listening to his conversation with his brother.

Mercer: It’s a learning facility but you know you should put your super hearing to better use than spying on my phone call. I hear the Warriors are needing ears like yours on the street hell crime may never sleep again with those things on your head.

He would’ve turned his head back to the sight infron’t of him as the heli began to take off in the air, inside the heli would’ve been. Mercer, Medusa, F.A.I and two other Warrior members who were explaining the mission a bit more for them to understand. NPC: Your all appointed this mission to deploy from this chopper and locate the missing satellite   He'd point to the ground to show.( http://megapotion.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/Wutai.jpg How the ground looked from the top of the helicopter.) He said speaking as loudly as he could.

Meanwhile Mercer sat in the helicopter, simply listening as their commanding officer briefs the three of them about the mission that is about to take place. As he sits there, Mercer cleans his two Mantra Pistols to make sure that they are 100% and ready to go for the mission. His long brown hair is held into a ponytail by a black hair tie. Some strands of his hair flows over his face, but his Gold eyes are not bothered by the obstruction. While cleaning his weapons he observes the other people in the chopper with him, this being the first time any of them have met. This was going to be a long trip(Heli trip 2 Post)

#### **Cerberus Winchester**

Inviting, the two thought. Unlike Cerberus whom held no distaste, let alone judgement, felt nothing towards the actions and comments of Mercer, their more primal savage that hadn’t grew to modernize to this *beautiful* world they had. It was Obscure that *felt* different towards the man, which wasn’t feeling, but his nature be it programmed or something of *free will*—A personality with preference that fancied not this dunce of a man. Growling underneath a cybernetic breath, Obscure voiced his opinion of the male as he pressed past both him and Cerberus, moving into the chopper. A single wave of her hand as a signal to cease his displayed behavior, Cerberus hopped into the chopper, being the last second to last, the canine being the actual last—Lying, she felt a way towards the actions of the member so far, but she bared no illness. Nonetheless, the parasitic lady was quite an interesting one, she needed to be *studied*, but this was not the time. How she spoke, expressed and interacted, she seemed quite.. Blissful; school was even something she questioned. Interesting.

Sitting to the farthest end of the chopper, both her and her canine relaxed; engaged not in conversation until Obscure noticed something. Uncurling from the floor that he simply laid upon, his ruby hues peered up to Cerberus whom had her hands curled one of the other as they pressed into her lap, she showed no sign of anything, but she had been overhearing the conversation and held it distasteful, such a cold way to treat someone. Such a benighted person, a human, she started to think. Was it because she wasn’t human? She’d admit. She didn’t quite know how to treat others, she often tease and mocked, but he was doing it, as to her thought, in malice intent and out of distaste. He didn’t seem serious at all towards the objective, that is where this annoyance started to grow from—*Humans.. Humans..* She thought. In all her intelligence, she still hadn’t found a way to define humanity, to the sense and to the world. Though.. Wasn’t she human once? That thought made her want to fry. Ignoring it. She held a few people attempting to give more detail for the mission. Were people naturally this narrow or was it forgetful? She held them out, but it seemed like repeated information.

### **Mercer**

Nihilus eyes looked over to Obscure as the metal mut began to growl towards him, this did not faze Mercer in the slightest way. Instead he tugged on Beck which was wrapped around his back as he shook his head at the metal mut and said. “Easy fido, don’t want you dropping any screws with that attitude.” Mercer said resting his back on the heli as it begun to take off the Helicarrier was huge, these three were just in one section who knows how many more Warriors operatives had been stationed inside.

“We believe so. Which is why we sent you, the outside lands are vicious it’s the home of some dangerous animals and rogues who refuses to live in a civilization with us. The major reason to why believe it was foul play against our satellite. The mission is at hand is to have one of our tech specialist fix it back to good health.”

Said one of the commanders on the Helicarrier answering Meudas question which was refering to the mission at hand. While he was chatting Mercer on the other hand was looking down at the sights from above. These utter wastelands where nothing like their city Andromeda, they passed dozen of small towns and villages which were in ruins. From time to time he would see a couple of life, people roaming around the empty wastelands of Planet Amamakko.

~Elsewhere~

The City your entering has been studied by the Vessel, these people are controlled by the Authority we have lost the power to control the expansion of The City due to the chaotic and insecure manner of its growth. Without intervention by us we cannot reestablish control over The City nor the Safeguard. This organization as well is a mecha manufacturer. It is inhabited by humans known only as the 'Pandemic,  It is controlled by a central AI, and has a collective of thirteen other AIs; one controlling each city. The Collective AI was created in an effort to prevent insanity, however, in the end it didn't work out. The central AI shows increasingly irrational behavior with its use of technology, and its gravity furnace. The AI isolated itself from the outside using a treaty from the Governing Agency. We sent our own man a spilter agent to go discover the A.I but he has not made contact in a few weeks we need you Operative to find him. From our satellite he should be in one of these three buildings, DO NOT expose your mission to anyone not even the Warriors attending this mission. We can't have too many ears on eyes on what were doing, and if you come across the authority you have premission to kill there wanted in our city we can't allow any of them to know what were planning. That is all.

#### **Cerberus Winchester**

Stepping between Obscure and Mercer, Cerberus disallowed the conversation to advance any farther, as she entered the chopper—Canine minding his own from this point on. He understood the disapproval in her actions, as they moved into the aircraft, the last thing he desired was an annoyed F.A.I and even that was an unknown field which hadn’t been tested. Meanwhile, expressed nor voiced not, Cerberus almost wanted to DARE Mercer to try it, however, it was the result that wouldn’t make it ideal and the backlash she’ll get; dismantling wasn’t no joke.

Within the aircraft. It seemed Obscure and Cerberus engaged in conversation about this mission. “**Is it the lifeform or the mission?**” Cybernetic in sound, he spoke in high frequency of a language to keep their conversation private; it was just a wave of sounds to everyone else. Shifting her hues to look at her canine, whom nuzzled against her knee, she took a hand to his head and petted him. “**Neither.**” She said in reply. As she spoke in the same frequency. “**Simply. Everything has a story; I want to know it.**” She added. She didn’t have anything to add to the information, she just sat and waited.

Turning to look to the parasitic woman, she noticed something. They were tiny. They were small. They were creepy as *FUCK*. With that. Those were *ANTS*. Those were fucking ***ANTS***. Despite the distance between her and their size, she saw them as if they were right next to her. There was being dismantled and this creepy crawly ants, she’ll *RATHER* get dismantled. So. Her reaction was simple. She lifted her legs and curled them into her chest as she stared directly at ***Minerva***, as if she was the enemy for a moment; was she an ANT? Cerberus was creeped out. Can she get off the aircraft now?

#### **Dekiru Mitoshi**

Dekiru Saluted at his comandor. "I understand complitely sir, But... The mission is just rescueing, and killing if nessacary... Right sir?" He said a bit suspiciously. Going into a dangerous place only for a rescue was a bit concerning to him. But his job was to follow orders. Not question.

After asking he made sure as headed towards his locker that he didn't step on a crack. Although he wouldn't have cared if he had broken his mother's back. It was just a game he would play with his old friends. A smile broke on his face as he opened the locker door. He didn't usaul use any weapons so what was stored in the locker. Well no one was quite sure. He pulled a small cage looking thing out of it and a few other small items.

He gave a laugh at the thing inside the cage. No one will be able to see it. Which made Dekiru very happy. If his little child worked right. It defiantly would change many things.

He started walking towards the helicopter. Where his first mission would be held shortly after a flight. He climbed into it and looked at the others for a brief second. He appeared to be one of the last to enter the Helicopter.

He took his seat although he sat backwards in his seat. He leaned in onto the seat belt like how someone would think it was a couch rather then a strip of fabric. He hugged the small cage close to his chest. Knowing if the cage broke, He would be in trouble.

They Helicopter soon took off. Using the sound to of the propellers. Dekiru whispered to the thing in the cage. Knowing that if people saw him talking to himself he would be saw as some kind of weirdo. Although that was nothing new.

## Entering the place of nonexplained

### Mercer

A whole hour would’ve  passed when the the entire Heli carrier landed just a few meters from the gates the ruin city. The name of this city wasn’t on file so when Mercer leapt from the heli and landed on the ground he turned to his team. “What a massive shit hole this place looks from the outside.” These would’ve been the first words Mercer would’ve said to both Cerberus and Medusa. Just ahead of them not to far from the gates were three guards posted their eyes seemed to be on the Helicarrier and the people that came from out of it. Since the detached of this city from Andromeda it seemed the bandit’s been busy keeping their city in lockdown.

“This should be fun..”

Meanwhile within the Helicarrier the Operative commander would’ve led  Dekiru out with the Warrior squad even though his mission was much different than theres he needed to follow up with the Warriors. “Once you escort them to where the satellite landed you would need to branch off on your own to find our fallen member. Look for anything that could bring him back.” Those where all the words Dekiru leader said before moving back inside the Helicarrier, upon been greeted by the team of three they would’ve been off. Nihlius would’ve looked at the kid as he said “Who the hell are you?” After their formal gretting he would be the first to walk towards the gate the closer they got the more firm these smuggles/hunters gripped on their weapon.

“That’s as far as you go Tourist!”

Said one of the Hunters pointing their weapons towards the four Nihlius would’ve brought his Becky in his hand pointing it towards one of the three as he said. “Woah there cowboy.”

Hunter:  Just because we're in an alliance doesn’t give you the right to come here whenever you feel like it! We don’t fuck with you tourist!

Mercer: Trust me the faster we fix our satellite the faster I’ll leave this sinking pisshole

Hunter#2: What the hell did you say! Not everyone get’s to live in sanctuary like you people, turn back now!

Hunter#3: Hey now guys I thikn we cam come to an solution..You wanna get through this gate? Then you better be willing to give up some credits.

Mercer: Funny.. I was thinking more of me bullet my three bullets in your skull and walking through the gate myself. What do you two girls think?

Choices: Pursue Violence with Mercer

Choice#2: Give up your credits

Choice#3: Attempt to compromise?

(A new System I’m working with in this RP each choice will have a different outcome throughout this Episode.)

#### **Cerberus Winchester**

Ugh. Why must humans be so stupid? Coursing through the processor of Obscure and the brain of Cerberus, mentally both were smacking themselves with their palms and paws—Mercer made it worse. Here was her list of choices. Praise natural selection, praise humanity or praise with credits. However, it was not that simple. So. Here was the order. Praise humanity, if that didn’t work. Praising to natural selection would have to do, if that didn’t work. Guess. It was up to natural selection.

Lifting her right hand, her soft red lips parted to speak. “**If I may**.” She said tenderly as she smiled softly to them; being friendly and the farthest from hostile. Stepping in front of Obscure whom lowered his head in submission to her plan, simply the robo-dog happened to catch the plan and willing to catch on a moment’s noticed.. She carried up to speak once more as she stopped in place. “**As our friend here stated. We are here to fix our satellite. We aren’t here to bother anyone’s way of living. The sooner we fix it, the sooner we can live and everyone can get back to their lives. However. If we fail to do this. I promise us being here will be the last of your concerns. Worse will come with or without us, and they aren’t willing to talk as I am; an alliance is little to nothing when that little becomes nothing.**” She stated simple facts, as they were not going to be anything good to hear. Simply telling the three hunters if they didn’t allowed them to advance or so much as attempted to kill them, worse would come with their failure and their alliance would hardly be cared for at that point—Was that bluffing or lies? Either or neither? Though. To the bright side. She did say they would attempt to rush and hurry. So. They had a choice of letting them in or total annihilation. She was quite serious within her statement and to that. It was their choice from there. *Bless their souls if they tried combat.*

### *Mercer*

*Hunter: Shut up Bitch before I blast a third hole into you and serve you to the rest of the bandit’s like the stuck up whore you are!*

*Said one of the Bandit’s raising his sniper towards F.A.I, he couldn’t believe the mouth she possessed it tilted him to no end. The more he heard her speak the more he wanted to shoot her, it was then when Mercer cocked Becky as the hunter raised his weapon towards her it was kind of disappointed at his teammates. Where was his backup? What kind of team did Barnabas assign him on? These women had no spine no drive for anything it made him sick to see how fast they were easily persuaded and broken at the sight of three smugglers. He got even more angry at the sight of Medusa pulling out her credits aiming to hand it over to one of the Hunters for a safe passage through.*

*Hunter#3: 1..2.600? Jesh you Tourist know how to fucking party I’ll give you that. This will aid our city for a long while. Connor, Keyth Let them through. This freak sure gave us enough I think were done here. Don’t you think Pumpkin?*

*The Hunter said looking over to Mercer as he now dropped his gun allowing it to hang off his back as the three men opened the gate. It took one good push from all three men to have the gate open completely and once inside the three Warriors would be face to face with the ruin city. Mercer was the first to walk through the place looked like a major shithole, trash was everywhere along with thousands if not hundreds of settlers all around in broken down buildings for home. But looking up to one of the higher buildings Mercer was able to see the crash of what their satellite did to some of the buildings it seemed it crashed through serval before landing far north.*

*“Let’s move. The faster we get this done the faster I could go home.”*

*He held power in his walk, Walking with great haste as he could feel the eyes of the citizens starting at them. They surely didn’t fit in here and everyone seemed to notice, Mercer would’ve pulled out his tracker and it seemed their Satellite fell into an old subway station created a few years ago. “Where not that much further.”*

#### **Cerberus Winchester**

Blinking. For a moment. Cerberus narrowed her hues as if their insult and threat actually fazed her—Why did she have to live side to side with humanity? She wasn’t narrowing her eyes out of annoyance, but their stupidness of what they were talking to. She didn’t have to *SHOOT* them to kill them and just because she looked *HUMAN*, didn’t make her room. Hitting a point of almost questioning why they didn’t allow her to endlessly and limitlessly kill anything within her path—It baked her a tiny bit, but limits were limits. Almost as much as it did when the parasite choose to give her credits over to them, Cerberus rathered to kill them.. It wasn’t that hard, was it? She was considerate, but.. Missions were missions and missions didn’t require an entry fee. Mentally rubbing her temples at the stupidity she was to be faced with, she almost wanted to go into a computer and never come out.. Her existence was painful and she almost wanted it to end.

As the gate opened, Cerberus walked in advance with a stoic expression displayed for all to see.“**You shouldn’t have did that.**” She’d say to the parasite. Following behind Mercer and speaking under his breath, Obscure spoke in his cybernetic tongue. “**Enjoying the warrior life, huh?**” he taunted, knowing full and damn well, she didn’t personally sign up for this. Ignoring him from this point forward as they advanced. At some point. She wanted to ride in her cybernetic wolf, but she hit the point of not even wanting to bother with it as she walked and to Mercer’s comment. She was almost colored impressed, someone would give such a creature a home? Let alone, a welcoming one? As the stares peered upon them, she cared little to nothing for them as she was use to it, not from them, but just about everyone when she was on display. At this point, within their walk. She spoke randomly on something that slightly bothered her. “**Also. I thought you were related to ants. Which is something. I hate.**” She mumbled to the parasite.

### **Mercer**

“Whatever let’s just get this over with..” Mercer was quick to make it down the stairs in the abandoned station, it was as dark was expected. The moment they reached the first lower ground Mercer drew Becky activating her flashlight as he kept his assault rifle aimed in front of him to get a clear view of what was infront of him. With just his flashlight all Mercer could see was the crumbling walls that were nothing more than a ghostly silhouette of some previous existence. The wind whistled through the station the oldest residents that seemed to live here were the spiders. Many generations had laced the walls with cobwebs of intricate beauty, though now even they lay in dusty rags.  He soon turned to see some of these bugs be attracted to Medusa with a slight shiver he would’ve said.

“You just couldn’t get weirder huh just had to raise the stakes..Psh. But I see the hole the satellite came from we just need to move this train out the way for we can move on the tracks.”

It had been three decades since a footstep had echoed within those walls or so they thought, as they walked further it seemed to be a power fuse that Mercer would’ve used. This instantly activated the power within the station, Loud clunking and screeching began to be heard as the frozen engine kicked into motion, pushing the sleek, modern train down the beaten, old track and into the black. Even after the train had left, the sound of the pulsing locomotives pounded through the night, until the deep booms of its powerful thrusts quietened down to gentle beats in the heart of the night. Mist swirled gently across the now empty track, uncovering their path. The more Mercer walked deeper in this place the more it felt out of place out of all places why did the satellite fall here?

### **Medusa**

More and more spiders were scuttling their ways to her feet, legs and arms and getting completely washed over by the odorless\* ink she secreted. Medusa kept walking though, not even stopping after her initialize pause to ooze the enzyme down her frame. It was truly amazing to see how much ground such tiny creatures could cover when they put their minds to it. Soon enough, from the shoulder down, she was positively covered in a throbbing brown fuzzy sweater of insects which then turned somewhat white in color as more fluid sputtered out from her pores and coated her buggy meal into a blanket of gristle.  Slowly but surely while she descended the stairs into the long forgotten subway, the insects were broken down and their dissolving bodies began to melt, stretch out and melt with the enzyme.

And just by having a taste of certain insects that were attracted to the trap she set for them in following her, Medusa was able to deduce that by them alone how long this place had been abandoned. Certain insects would only gravitate toward dark, dank places like this if they were mostly uncharted by people, or the innate attraction to dust will lure them in. And a big open space like this made a perfect breeding ground for certain types that took longer than others to develop. She knew these insects quite well because they were a rare treat she cherished in devouring whenever the opportunity arose.

It didn't even really occur to her how strange of a sight this was, so Nihilus's disturbed reaction caused her to gasp a bit but said nothing. Instead they had a train to move. Call her a bit flighty, but Medusa had thought he meant to literally move the train but when her teammate seemed to just find and flip a switch, she jumped at the sudden influx of light. Without having pupils, the entire schlera of her eye was essentially just that, giving her a HUGE panoramic vision and she squeezed her eyes shut while also shielding them with her hand. "Ahhh! Oh...that smarts....please warn me next time!" After a couple seconds, Medusa slowly opened her eyes, letting the light filter in little by little.  Eventually her focus would return and she watched with slight bewilderment as the trains took off.

"Such witchcraft..." Maybe she had been living in the antiquated world of Crysaliss far too long, since after a couple years of disuse the few pieces of technology they possessed would just die. Between rest and the invasion of elemental exposure, the contamination would eat away at the thing's motor skills. But such was not the case here, and Medusa tilted her head a bit while walking on. Her slightly pinkened eyes darted back around now in search of the satellite. It was actually quite odd that it would end up here. What was the perpetrator of this crime doing?.....Was this a trap?

**Cerberus Winchester**

Oh. No thank you. Standing between the parasitic women and Cerberus, Obscure held himself between them as he knew, not out of rudeness, but Cerberus wasn’t ken on small creepy crawlies—Indeed, their satellite picked one hell of a place to fall. As they traveled behind Mercer, who choose to be the direct lead of the team, it seemed they had to go in the creepy-dark-abandoned station of a subway. For the most part, Cerberus hasn’t said a word, in fact, she hadn’t really said much more than that comment to the parasite of mistaking her for an ant. From the movement of the train, to the dusty that lingered and to the darkness that ventured down. Keeping close to their unit, they lit their flashlights away from the viewpoint of the parasite, considering, bright lights were not her friend.

Was this satellite this important? Was it even going to work at this point? Considering it’s fall. Which seemed pretty deep, was there even a satellite left? Ugh. it’ll be best if she didn’t waste the brain power. Scanning around with the lights guiding them, the two, Obscure and Cerberus glossed over the area awhile walking with their team, checking as much as they can. “**Seems this place is nothing more than a shell**.” She mumbled to herself.

## The Non Explained

### **Mercer**

**Oh how the mist rose, reaching up into the sky and putting out the stars. After the mist was done, only the silver glow of the moon feebly peered through the mess. Nothing could be seen, nothin could be heard. There was nothing, nothing at all. The mist had done its job; it had hidden this place from sight.  There was something moving in the dark, there was someone in the dark! Mercer quickly raised his gun to towards the dark figure he would’ve shot if it hadn't been for the train that had arrived, and had cleared the way. The mist fled in its presence, spiralling awaits gleaming structure, away from the station, away from the figure and off into the night. Now that the air was clear, time started to flow again, the figure rose and strutted  towards the train,**

“What the fuck was that!”

Mercer yelled out if it wasn’t for their satellite in their sights Mercer would’ve checked what the hell was inside that train. But the mission was more important to him, he could care less of what laid in the darkness. But this did not stop from his other teammates for searching but for him he would’ve now made his way towards the satellite. This object was vastly large a light could be seen shining from the large hole that was created from it’s landing.

“Minerva cover my east, the faster we get through this the better..”

He said, now looking over to F.A.I seeing she was the cyborg of the team, it would be only right for her to take care of the maintenance. The Satellite seemed to need a manual override, something that could be simple for someone as advanced as her. Once she would get to work Mercer would take his side with Minerva and aim his sights towards the train where that figure had ran off too.

### **Medusa**

By now, that blanket of digested bug guts had absorbed and thinned down to a sheen layer over Medusa's bodice. The big intake of proteins was enough to assuage her general system hunger and to also give her the boost she might need for this mission. But that little process was coming to an end right when her keen eyes noticed something in the moated distance that it shared with the train. It appeared to be a figure of some sort and though it didn't seem hostile in being there, it was entirely aware of them. Like Nihilus, her first reflex was to take action against it but the reanimated train seemed to drive it away from the area completely.

So intently she stared upon the void through which the train, the figure and a strange had disappeared, Medusa jumped a bit at Nihilus yelling out his surprise. But upon that mysterious trifecta being pulled away, a shaft of moonlight shone down from the hole in the roofing that the satellite had likely fallen through. She stared up toward it but immediately fell into flank to Nihilus at the right.

She glanced toward Effaye and Obscure to see what they would do but then turned her sights away. While Mercer had been watching left side, she looked to the right. With a deep breath, her concentration went to the crown of her head and with her turning her chin, Medusa's little companion immediately responded. Like snakes, each individual dreadlock draping from her head began and rise and coil from her back. Although she could split off and divide movement among the shafted calcifications, Medusa willed it to move as one and in unison, her voluminous insect  mane twisted into a more constricted unit and spiraled up into a loose circle above her head. With her primary weapon at the ready, Medusa slightly bent her knees and poised into a shallow crouch while withdrawing her maces. Not even needing to move her head, her pink eyes constantly scanned the area from one end to the other. With nearly 300 degrees of visual of range, hopefully all their bases had been covered and they'd be able to catch something, someone....anything before it could catch them by surprise.

#### **Cerberus Winchester**

Hm. Flicking her light awhile with Obscure flicking his head to what Mercer reacted to—His movements were enough to cause alarm. Stepping her right leg in front of Obscure, she kept him from going off his collar to seek after the person, as their mission was nowhere that way; what was that? Who was that? Seemed to be the better question for this moment, growling in distaste for his ceased advanced, he wasn’t quite happy, he saw her point as she gestured to hole in the ceiling or roofing.. Her flashlight went from the ceiling down, directly to the satellite as the group advanced to the hopefully nigh-ending of their goal. As he barked the orders to Minerva, he looked to F.A.I whom was already getting the idea of what to do. It was weird though, she hadn’t done something like this before in a long long time.

Extending her right hand’s index finger, she pressed a button as a digital screen from the satellite appeared, ah.. That was quite a few errors. Parting her lips, she expressed to him. “**This is.. Going to.. Take a moment.**” She murmured out in annoyance. Appearing before both hands fingertips, the keyboard appeared in it’s blue bright digital aspect—Speeding in typing, her fingers worked in haste. If she could find the right way in, possibly, this manual override could port into the disk and fix the connections that way. To the fastest of her ability. If this wasn’t working out, she would have to enter the satellite as an A.I. *Ugh. That was going to be annoying.*

### ***Mercer***

*“Not to be rude but can you please hurry the fuck up..I think something’s done here with us.”*

*Mercer said as he turned to Minerva as he held Becky close in hand, instantly Minerva would’ve felt something in her 300 radius. If she dared to turn towards the dark figure she would’ve only been able to see his dark purple eyes staring at her. Soon enough this beast unleashed a hellish growl which echoed throughout the station, this immediately got Mercer attention as he quickly turned. His eyes widen at the sight of the eyes and with no room for error he would’ve unloaded a full clip into the dark figure. His gun rounds would’ve hailed and echoed throughout the station the beast quickly moved further in the darkness away from sight.*

*“Did I get em?”*

*Mercer asked before the violent tongue of the beast whipped him across the room crashing him into the wall. The beast now showed himself in the light aiming to wrap his tongue around F.A.I pet and swing him towards Minerva. If landed both Warrior agents would be crashed into one another the huge 20 feet beast would’ve roared towards F.A.I now. His large feature would’ve overshadowed her, Mercer would’ve now been getting back on his feet reloading his gun as he attempted to get the beast attention sending another round hoping Minerva would get up to aid him. They needed to protect the cyborg to give her enough time to fix the satellite.*

### ***Medusa***

*Medusa could hear the disjointed dialogue happening between the duo while she waited on standby. One thing she learned from her Bermuda Triangle Training was that Murphy's Law was to be taken seriously....because it happened...a lot. So while she chose not to engage in conversation and thus divert her attention away from surveillance, it ended up working out. Seeing a pair of glowing violet eyes, she gasped with audible dismay. "Nihilus!"*

*The deafening growl that was undoubtedly screeched by the owner of these eyes caused her to jump back and instinctively willed her twisted, coiled hair to straighten out and pistoned right through the gaping hole toward the creature. Compressing the calcified units of hair into a rigid shaft, the whitish layer of freshly digested insects would liquify and dissolve into the pourous surface of her bodice. This happened in instant and with the ink slippining back into her system and transferring to the parasite on her cranium, Medusa's hair would instantly lengthen and twisted to become hard and tightly compressed which continued to rapidly spiral outward in pursuit of the beast. The large beveled unit that was her hair disappeared into the hole, violently lashing out to whip at the creature if it got far enough but it seemed that came at no avail.*

*"I don't think so..." Medusa whispered while gradually reeling back her hair, only to yank it back harshly when the creature's tongue of similar length and strength came whipping out toward Mercer. Instinctively, she cocked back and up. Allowing a sticky layer of ink to bathe the soles of her feet, Medusa flexed back to temporarily baste herself to the surface of a nearby broken walling unit. She was already slipping and losing her footing when that wagging tongue tried to wrap itself around Obscure's bi-pedal body and swing it into her. Medusa was already springing off from her last position and landed in a low crouch off to the right of the creature, allowing her tightly wound hair which was more than a foot thick and coiled to a sharp point to stab into the side of its gullet.*

*"Here's your chance!" She yelled out to both of them of, since whatever Nihilus and Effaye were planning to do, Medusa was trying to momentarily distract it, since even if she couldn't stab it, she constantly moved and tried lash at the monster to keep its attention on her.*

#### **Cerberus Winchester**

*Initializing*… Initializing… *Initializing* command prompt. Narrowing her hues at the screen, her fingers stopped for a moment. No way in the actual nor literal fuck was she going to go through this—But she HAD too. Ignoring them, not looking at them, they were WARRIORS, they could handle a creature, right? Right. Typing fourteen characters a second, she did her best and damnest to speed along this repair, from her understanding, due to it’s fall and location, it completely disconnected from channels, servers and a few things were corrupted. *Ah*. *Fuck*.

Meanwhile. As F.A.I was doing as she did. It seemed Obscure held himself paying attention to his teammates, for the moment, however, he paid attention wrongly as the moment the best appeared and then disappeared. He instantly looked to F.A.I, as her safety was more important to him. Due to this. When the beast appeared, taking out Mercer, Obscure could’ve helped him, but it had been too late. To where the beast attempted to grab Obscure, he leaped backwards and dashed to the right, avoiding the tongue that he noticed coming his way and jumped backwards to F.A.I. “**You. Need. To. HURRY**.” He spoke. When he said this, Nihilus and Medusa would understand what he was saying.

Shifting back to F.A.I. Beyond her hues, she saw something that resulted in what she needed to do /*Connecting*… *Connecting*… Connecting.../. There was a loading bar. Now. Let’s see what was going on behind her. Shall we?

Switching to her sniper rifle. “**Move**.” She ordered Obscure, whom was attempting to be the good guard dog—Leaning, pressing her back against the cold floor as her sniper rose. The scope locking onto the beast rushing her way. It hadn’t mattered if Medusa had been holding it down or not, she had already managed to be done before it got to close. Let’s see how well this creature took an anti-material round to the face. Taking the lesser end of a second, almost locking on instantly to beast. She simply pulled the trigger as her body laid flat as she scoped to look at the creature. Firing a bullet directly between its forehead. The shell flying to her right as the recoil moved her body not as she is used to such.

## The Ending of the Non explained

### **Mercer**

When Medusa coiled her hair around the beast it indeed kept him busy the tight grip of her hair wrapped around him. The beast instantly took action attempted to bite down and claw away at the hard dense hair that she possessed. If this didn’t work the beast would’ve yelled out a powerful roar towards them, Nihilus was still attempting to handle this situation at it’s best. With her hair coiled around him the beast attempted to use it’s brute strength to swing Medusa by her hair and into the side of the passive train on their left. The heavy strength of this beast would’ve been enough for it to work.

If this had happened Medusa body would’ve been sent through cart 14 her body tumbling across the ground until she would’ve saw an horrid sight. Around her and pinned up on the bars of the train had a count of 12 bodies string up like clothing. The smell would’ve gave it away along with the dry blood that stained the floors. Each of these men that were strung up where wearing tradinatal army get up and if Medusa had been paying attention one of the men possessed an Operative uniform.

~Meanwhile~

F.A.I was quick to pull out her sniper but was not quick enough to land her shot the bullet would’ve swoop passed the beast’s head and impacted against the cellular fuse the same one Nihilus had used to turn on the lights. Sparks began to fly outwards as Nihilus took cover reloading Becky as he was getting ready to strike.

#### **Cerberus Winchester**

As soon as the beast hinted to motion away from her bullet, Cerberus yelled out. “**Nihilus. Are you alright?!**” Cerberus called out in question, consideration and concern; 'least she cared. “**Nice shot.**” barked Obscure, narrowing his ruby hues at F.A.I whom sounded oh so sure of herself and her sniper abilities—Gliding her right hand over the bolt, she simply cocked for use of the next shell. If she wasn’t so focused, she would’ve rolled her eyes at Obscure’s comment on how she missed the beast. Her body rolled to her right, rolling to her stomach while pulling the bolt action to channel another bullet with advanced haste—Pressing her bosom against the icy floor, lining up her scope once again as her body pressed into her rifle. Her index ready to pull the trigger at the right moment, this time she aimed a bit differently.

The moment her next bullet was chambered into her rifled, she aimed at the neckline of the beast, center mass on his neck—Pulling the trigger in the same instance she lined it up. Now. With that. Moving left or right would cause impact into the shoulder and leave a dint through and through, disabling its limb, hopefully. So. If it jumped, it’ll impact into the chest, and hopefully kill it; kneeling or dodging will just cause it to get hit in the head. If it didn’t, if it didn’t move. It’ll be moving a bit of it’s neck. This was all assuming, but considering her training, she seemed to believe this was the best idea. However, nothing always worked out the way it did. As swiftly as she fired. She was attempting to keep it away from herself and their objective. “**Timer**?” She asked Obscure, whom was behind her looking at the loading on the screen.. It seemed to be on it's final connection to the core. “**Connection is at fifty percent.**” He replied.

### Medusa

The beast wouldn't have much luck biting into Medusa's hair. Instead of it being grinded apart like it might have intended, the crunchy tendrils would break apart and spew pulpy yellow mucus into its mouth that was so thick and sticky that it would likely cause its jaw to lock in place . Like peanut butter, the hot goopy substance would get everywhere and stretched slime to any length the beast might have tried to repel or erode it away. One by one, Medusa throttled the insectoid strands of her away from the beast sharply whipping it across its face and head trying to mar it with lacerations and small cuts or bruises.

Before she could get more than a fourth of her hair free though, the beast thrusted her around and sent her flying into the train they activated. With being flung through the air so quick and abruptly, all she could do was pile her hair around her like a floating black violet nest to cushion her landing. Her clover shaped heart pounded like a drum through her chest as she landed with a loud crunch onto the floor. While still there, Medusa lulled her head backwards to lock on to the beast before shooting her hair out like a jabbing blade into the meaty area above the closest of it's hind legs in an attempt to cripple it. Whatever happened, her hair receded and Medusa sat up to look at the damage she felt from being thrown so hard. Part of her exoskeleton had fractured just below her right hip from the landing but quickly she sprang to her feet, letting a wash of the ink which was now a yellowish clear pus excrete and cake over the spiderweb of cuts. Upon getting up though, her jaw dropped at the sight of the dead dozen.

"Great gaping jehosephat!" Her nostrils flared wide to take in the scent, more transparent jelly would seep through her pores, hoping attract the maggots that were likely taking vacation in these rotting corpses. Even if they didn't come, she set her eyes on the operative, raising her eyebrows and walking right up to it while dropping her mouth further open. Like a serpent, her long gray tongue slithered out and wiggled it's way into the dead man's mouth while her taloned fingers pinched his jowls to open for her. If she was able to do so, her tongue stretched and snaked up the throat, past the nasal passage and into the cavity of the brain.

Depending on how long this man had been dead, Medusa would have been able to hollow out her tongue and suck out the lumpy slop that had been the temporal lobe. But if he had died less than 48 hours ago [dm needed] she'd have only been able to get a brief taste before having to recede her tongue. Trying to prey upon a fresh corpse took too long during an emergency like this. So if it was indeed fresh, Medusa would have ran back out the train to help her team with the beast if she hadn't been able to extract from the dead operative.

### **Mercer**

The last bullet coming from F.A.I chamber would have silenced the beast causing him to fall flat on his face and die in front of the two Warrior’s. Nihilus would’ve been in the middle of reloading when she took the savage creature out it’s misery. Mercer quickly swung BECKY behind his back as he walked over to the huge creature he quickly lifted his boot and shoved it against the creature’s face. Imprinting his combat boot on the face of the beast he smiled as he spat on it’s face before looking over to F.A.I.

“About time you two did something useful..Speaking of where’s the bug queen?”

Meanwhile as Mercer and F.A,I had now been looking for Minerva she herself would’ve been busy extracting information from the dead Operative that laid before her. He seemed to be dead for about a week, but even with his brain torn to shreds she was able to get some sort of information. Her mind would’ve flourish with a vision of the alive Operative it seemed the same creature that they where fighting was after him as well, but in this vision it seemed this beast was the least of his issues it seemed as if he was running from something else.

Muffled voice within the Vision: You tourist are all the same. You will not infect our city like you did earth.. Androma shall pay for their sins starting with you.

The Muffled voice echoed throughout the station it could’ve been coming from anywhere but in the hands of this Operative would’ve been his rifle. And with his back against the wall he would’ve continued to repeat these numbers. “Come on Cole, remember the numbers.. 16, 23, and 42. 16, 23, And 42.. I must make contact. The Arcad-” Within seconds the vision would come to a fatal stop leaving Minerva with just those small thoughts. Within her thinking she would’ve heard the loud mouth of Mercer calling her from the darkness. When she finally came out he would’ve rose his hands as he said “You mind? Where trying to get the hell out of here..” He said.. Within a short span of five min the Sattlite would’ve begun to turn on and without a further notice it would’ve shot back into the air soaring through the ruins of the city to go back to it’s check point.

#### **Cerberus Winchester**

Direct hit! Soaring through the filthy air, the bullet raced in a direct line up to the creature’s neck—Impacting not just into it’s neck, however, ripping a three to four inch hole into with it’s impact; choking on the bullet, hopefully. Coming to a dead stop, the creature fell, dropping dead between Mercer and F.A.I and once umber brown hues were transformed into tainted scarlet ones as they scanned of the beast lying dead. Pulling against the bolt of her rifle, she reloaded it with something inside of her wanting to fire into it’s skull, as a safety measure to make sure it was dead—Dancing within her thoughts, it was always easier pulling a trigger than conversing; conversation should be left for those in politics. It felt so nice, to combat and fight. Easing her index into the trigger, she ceased the movement on a dime as Mercer took his boot to the creature’s face, displaying discourt human decency and even throwing a comment as he looked to F.A.I—Narrowing her hues to him, she almost entertained his comment and question. For that second alone, he was met with destructive and ferocious hues. Within her thought, she instantly found herself thinking.. “*You speak quite a bit for a meat slab that missed most of a clip, getting slapped into a wall and forcing me to take a step up to where you failed...*”.

For the next second. Those scarlet hues shifted into their collected and friendly umber brown as she pressed both her palms into the icy ground, shifting to her feet and once to her feet, she swung her rifle back to her back—Pressing her right hand against the back of her head with a gentle few rubs as she offered a soft smile; proud of herself. “**I’ll take that as a compliment—She flew that way, I believe.**” Despite how hostile she thought for that moment, she expressed completely friendliness, the opposite of what she expressed a second ago, even with her left hand, she pointed with her index finger and stepped, dropping both hands to her sides as she walked in that direction. Left behind her, Obscure narrowed his hues at her and with his robotic expression, he seemed a bit concerned in her display of expressions and even turned to look at Mercer, ultimately following behind the two of them; checking and watching their back.

Leaving the satellite to reboot, it seemed the two, or three rather, were busy looking for Minerva whom hadn’t responded to her own name nor made a sound; she hadn’t even called out.. Did she.. Die? Was there more of the creatures? After a good few minutes or possibly a good few seconds, it seemed both found Minerva, their parasitic bug find—To her relief, Minerva was fine, awhile Nihilus checked on Minerva. F.A.I scanned over her parasitic friend, checking over her condition, as to her turn. She spoke to her parasitic teammate. “**Are you.. Alright?**” She’d ask. Around this time, she heard a found from the satellite which completely rebooted and undoubtedly launched itself back into the air. Meaning, the group could leave. So. It seemed, they’d be off to their checkpoint.

### **Medusa**

The man's necrotic brain matter was good as chicken noodle soup and with stepping closer, Medusa pulled the corpse closer to her. After several seconds, she broke the parasitic kiss and her white eyes rolled to the back of her headache. Devouring the other parts of the brain was easy, as they were just sponges of information to learn from, but to feed for one's memories....that was always a migraine and a half. With pulling back, her gray tongue shrank back  into her mouth and she hugged herself while gasphing for air. She could feel the cold jelly that was his brains start heat up and bubble as it sluiced up and down the back of her throat. Eventually the inside of the train would fade away but rather than being pulled completely from her own world, she saw the same one through the eyes of another.

The memories of the man before her shotgunned into her head and she was running fast. The creature that tossed her in here was there as well but she was running from something else that allegedly was much worse. As if she was really there her heart down and a thin sheen of sweat ran down her brow. Someone was threatening him and whoever else was present. They, the humans and aliens of Andromeda were apparently in trouble and they were going to pay the price?

"Cole..." She repeated absently while staring blanky into space. After that a series of numbers were dictated to her and a contact name. "Arcad.....ia? Arcadia?" She mumbled to herself before she snapped out of it and her own vision exploded out of her eyes again. Medusa jumped when she heard Mercer call her name and sprang back from the corpse, "Ohh!", thinking it had been him to speak. Noticing the rifle in his hand, she grabbed it with shaking hands and slowly turned around, walking back toward her team.

Nihilus would have been the first to see her but she ignored his impatient words while looking around. "Sixteen.....twenty....three....forty...two...." She walked past him, shivering from the chill of his memories. Ugh, sometimes she hated being what she was. When Effaye came over and asked if she was all right, Medusa had calmed down a bit but she was still clearly a bit shaken and lightly licked her lips. "Yes...fine. I met someone. An operative, he-" And that was when she realized that-Oh that's right! The monster! She looked over to see that the creature was now dead and she suddenly looked around the place. "It might still be here, we must go! Pray tell that the satellite is ready?"

### **Mercer**

“You speak quite a bit for a meat slab that missed most of a clip, getting slapped into a wall and forcing me to take a step up to where you failed...”.

“Ooo it seemed the Vessel programed some sass into you, you're not a sheepless android after all. Hmph.” it seemed with those small words F.A.I was able to get a remark out of Mercer which wasn’t filled with insults or sarcasm. And all it took was her to stand up for herself, when she pointed in the darkness area to where Minerva got tossed towards he chuckled almost believing that she was dead. But when he saw her dark figure rise from the darkness and make her way over to them he chuckled some more.

“Well look who decided to awaken from their nap. Had a good rest?”

He said as she spoke about seeing an Operative his eye widen as he looked around the dark area’s of the train and then back at her as he said, “Operative really? I can see you took some blows in the head, the only thing I can really agree on is getting the fuck out of here. Who's with me?” Nihilus said as he started to walk towards the stairs that would lead them out the station and back As the hot sun ray hit his face he gave a hard stretch before his com began to blow off with a loud ringing. It was Barnabas it seemed they already knew the satellite was online meaning their mission was complete.

Barnabas: We have readings that the Satellite is online I repeat your mission was a success please report back into the Helicarrier.

Medusa

"He was out here with another team before us, about a week ago. But something killed him before he could get out." Medusa explained while nodding her head over toward the train.

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Slowly the migraine she had contracted would subside and she was able to think straight again with a more rational mind that wasn't clouded by fear. Of course, Nihilus and his sarcasm would fly right over her head and she looked at him curiously. "Do you know anything about-"

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Before she could ask him about the conversation she had heard, Medusa was suddenly cut off by radio static and then the voice of their leader, Barnabas had cut in. "Oh, sweeet moon, yes! Let us leave this place!" He didn't have to tell her twice.

Like a bat out of hell, Medusa hightailed it to the chopper.