Do-No-Evil

[Greetings Commander! Please Insert Identification Card.]

(This is a WIP as I slowly re-write for markdown, this will also function off of Community Interaction, you as the reader are an ambiguous member of Central Command unless stated otherwise; please select new stories in character, example: Thinking for awhile, you press the File 3 button.)

Do-No-Evil

You sit in a dimly lit room; an old Terminal lays before you, it slowly spools to life at your presence

[Please Insert Credentials]

You take your ID out of your PDA, slotting it into a dusty reader on the terminals side; it makes a beeping noise before ejecting your ID

[Welcome, Commander!]

The terminal flickers through seven separate applications before finally stopping on "Recordings and Information."

[Please Select A File, Commander.]

[File #1]
[File #2]
[File #3]

cubicalleaf

A hand repockets the ID with practiced ease, while the other drags a streak over the dusty terminal screen, making the words more legible in the dim lighting.

Needless to say, the grim and soot leaves an unpleasant smudge your white Central Command gloves as you reaches to press the first button.

(Hope this was alright!! Can't wait to see what you have planning for your character!)

Do-No-Evil

(It was great!)

The terminal slowly loads the first file, a warning appears on the screen in a bold red text.

[Central Command Note:The Following Recording Is An Excerpt From A Mindprobe, We've Done Our Best To Visually Recreate The Information.]

OPERATIVES STANDBY. YOUR OBJECTIVES ARE SIMPLE - DELIVER THE PAYLOAD AND GET OUT BEFORE PAYLOAD DETONATES. BEGIN MISSION.

"Five, four, three, two, one"; she calmly counted to herself, as she slammed the bolt of her C-20r forwards.

"It's any other Mission." she says to herself, putting the C-20r onto her back; carefully wedged between her Dufflebag filled with advanced chemicals

She looks across the ship, looking at her Sister who's too engrossed in loading a L6 SAW to even notice her gaze, the deep red and black printed Juggernaut suit taking up the entire chair

The engines slowly whirl to life as the Commander enters the room, his voice modulated under that stupid mask that he always wore; she hated that mask, what a waste of TC she always thought.

Commander Xi: Alright Squad; listen up.
We're attacking Glacier so we won't need internals, spacings a No-Go here so don't waste explosives or time destroying windows; we'll hit the ATS first, cut them off from resupplying weapons, we'll do it quietly, if there's someone there I expect them dealt with in a way that won't raise alarms.

"Blah, Blah, Blah" she thought to herself, securing her Omnizine vial to her rig, "It's the same plan everytime; hit the ATS, go to the armory, take the secfab, secure the disk."

Commander Xi: Alright; Agent, you're on me and the Juggernaut, Operator you work on the Borg; I want this done fast and efficiently, let's not give these NanoTrasen pigs a second to react: Operation Downfall is a go.

The engines kick into FTL, the stars out of the dazzling plasma glass windows blurring together into a haze; she always liked this part, the calm.

Agent Delta: You guys better not catch too much lead with your teeth she gently laughs Last time I thought I'd have to buy a chemvend restock!

Commander Xi lightly chuckles

Commander Xi: Maybe if our Juggie here actually took the fire like they're supposed to I wouldn't have needed a horse worth of meds!

The shuttles engines drop us out of FTL with a familiar clunk; throwing a dufflebag across the floor

Commander Xi: Alright, we're here; everyone get ready.

They all gathered their Jetpacks from the locker; she turned around to look at everyone, before switching on her helmet, the deep red lights flooding the shuttle.

Agent Delta: Well, let's party.

They all laughed together before walking out of the airlock, jumping backwards and activating their jetpacks, flying due north to the ATS.

Operator Alpha: Alright, hacking the door.

"Oh Alfie; always out to impress instead of just using a emagg or jaws of life." she thought to herself, as she cut the wires to the door; crowbarring it apart, all of us pouring into the room at once, flicking on our energy swords and destroying the sell consoles.

Commander Xi: Alright, everyone round up we hit the Armo-

He stopped dead in his tracks; say what you want about the Commander, unfunny, loud, crass, abrasive at times, but scared wasn't a attribute for him... Her scanner danced to life, she could see his life leaving his body within a second; blood slowly dripping from newly created holes in his armor that he lightly touched, blood filled the inside of his mask, she could see it splashing against the visor

Operator Alpha: C-Commander?

They didn't know, they couldn't know; she was the one with the goggles, she leapt forwards and injected him with ten units of puncturase, and then filled him with as much saline as she could; and that's when she saw them, their Job icons dancing before her eyes, a flashing "N", clad in Red

Agent Delta: ITS FUCKING ERT!! she yelled back to the squad, as she dragged the Commander around the corner, injecting him with more and more Saline; desperately trying to get him to stabilize, "It's- It's just.. it's just another mission-" she thought, desperately trying to wake-up from what she hoped was a bad dream.

But she didn't wake up; the Commander, though not out of critical condition was finally stabilized, she grabbed the C20-R from her back and unloaded down the open airlock towards the Squad of ERT, the Juggernaut followed suit, unloading an entire L6 mag into it before ducking behind cover

Agent Delta: ALPHA GET THE FUCKING BORG UP! she screamed, to no response; she turned around while reloading to see Operator Alpha lying on the floor, her heart started beating faster and faster as her health continued to deteriorate, the ERT squadron blind firing directly above her, if she tried to help her... she'd die

...

She closed her eyes; picturing their stupid little outpost, the ice skating ring they built together, the bar they drank at... the continued drilling of gunfire in the background slowly fading out until all that was left was her heavy breathing

Operator Sierra: HEY WAKE THE FUCK UP! The Juggernaut boomed but.. Her sister doesn't speak unless.. As she slowly opened her eyes she could see the pile of organs where Operator Alpha used to be, she gritted her teeth at the sight, nothing left other than viscera, the last resort switch installed in all of them.

Her rage grew hotter; she injected the Commander with five more units of Puncturase before stowing the C-20r onto her back once more, taking the energy sword out of her pocket, and turning it on in it's place. She drew twenty units of Desoxyephedrine and injected it into herself, followed by fifteen units of Omnizine

Agent Delta: I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU FUCKERS ARE HERE ALREADY; BUT YOU CLEARLY HAVE THE WRONG IDEA ABOUT THE GORLEX IF YOU THINK I'M GOING TO LET YOU GET OFF SCOTCH FREE AFTER THAT! She screamed across the ATS, before charging directly into the ERT's Ship; thump. thump. thump. thump. Round after round, pelting into her, but she didn't drop, "Not. Yet." she told herself, swinging the energy sword into the ERT; cutting limbs off as she pushed forwards through the pain

Operator Sierra charged in behind her, spraying the L6 into the ship, desperately trying to avoid shooting her

Operator Sierra: ARE YOU TRYING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED? She screamed

Agent Delta: I-I-I d'nn oh she stuttered, the bloodloss finally catching up to her; as she fell to the floor, surrounded by limbs and bodies the energy sword turning off automatically o-m-iizi..n- C-Comma..d-er she sputtered; handing Operator Sierra the vial

Sierra looked back to the ATS, the countless shells and bullet holes everywhere; seeing the Commander still sitting there, barely breathing.

...

Operator Sierra pulled the Hypospray out of her hands, injecting the last fifteen units of omnizine directly into her; just barely stopping the death acidifier from triggering, she still layed in critical condition

Operator Sierra: I-.. I can't lose you... Operator Sierra muttered quietly, before standing up and running to the ERT's communication console and sending an announcement to Central Command

Darkness; black.

"Five, four, three, two, one." She calmly counted to herself; before she slowly opened her eyes to a dull gray room, the cozy lights of the outpost gone.

Agent Delta: W-Where am I?.. She said, rubbing her eyes, while looking at the walls; noticing a "N" banner against it

Central Commander [DATA DXPUNGED]: The belly of the beast; Do-No-Evil. She calmly said; before lighting a havanian cigar with a gold plated flippo.

Do-No-Evil: How- How'd you know my name? How'd I- She blinks rapidly, trying to fill the gaps in her mind - Outpost, Shuttle, ATS.... ATS. Commander. Alpha... Arrow... Black... Sister.

Central Commander: Oh now; I wouldn't be too worried, your sisters a hero now, and as per her agreement you have immunity.

Do-No-Evil: What- What agreement? And then she noticed who sat in-front of her, her eyes filled with anger, every part of her wanted to kill the Central Commander; right there - within feet, the embodiment of the idea she'd fought fourty-four years to end... But she couldn't, she couldn't move an inch.

The Central Commander took a long drag of the cigar, before gently tapping it out on her arm; the stinging, burning pain "I could kill you - I should kill you... so why can't I even grab you.." she thought, as the Central Commander silently laughed

Central Commander: Your sister gave up your Commander; she gave up the location of your outpost, your plans, all in turn for you being saved. Don't be angry at her, she did it for you; and your Commander got revenge even if you are.

"Revenge?" She thought to herself, "The Commander? But- would he ever hurt Sierra? I mean... she did-"

Do-No-Evil: What'd he do to her...?

Central Commander: Once she made the announcement we theorize he got out of critical condition; we found him half dead full of .30 - your Sister on the other hand, he slit her throat, we barely got there in time to stop her from acidifying.

Red. Red; that's all she could see, she felt like she could bend plasteel. How, how could this all go so wrong? How could we be in enemy hands; how could her own sister do this, how could her own Commander do this.

Central Commander: We've taken the liberty, of installing our own implants in place of the ones the Gorlex gave you... She briefly inhaled, before exhaling slowly

Central Commander: You need to understand however; that your existence is a myth, you don't exist. We're prepared to give you a position at our research facilities, whether it be a security, or medical role - but if you take up that offer, you were only a corpsman, then a chemist in our biotechnology wing.

She paused, blinking slowly while looking at the Central Commander

Do-No-Evil: Why, why keep us a myth? Isn't this the perfect way to make TerraGov actually help you in a forward operation?... And why offer me a job; after all I've done?

Central Commander: It's in our best interest to not start a corporate war; while we'd handly win, even without assistance from TerraGov, we have - There was a long pause, as though she was trying to figure out how to word the answer other plans.

Central Commander: As for the other question, you're in a unique position of having very valuable skills, and being unable to deny our will without being executed; you're a perfect trophy, and I can't think of a more fitting punishment then making you live your life in fealty to the corporation you spent your life trying to destroy.

She sits there for a minute, just looking up to the ceiling, remembering her life; remembering her friends, no, her family; remembering meeting High Command... remembering they have her DNA.

Do-No-Evil: I-... Alright... I-I agree...

Central Commander: Congratulations; you're our property now, do fit in and play nicely.

"Five, four, three, two, one"; she calmly counted, rubbing the glowing blue Implant under her skin, just any other shift.

[Of Darkness And Light; We Sometimes Have To Blur The Lines For Success]

The terminal went black, before returning to the "Recordings and Information" tab

[Please Select A File, Commander.]

[File #1]
[File #2]
[File #3]

(The writing will get progressively better; these are the earlier ones.)

cubicalleaf

Your finger taps the edge of the screen, a habit of fidgeting that should've been conditioned gone if you have had the time.

This tragic bibliography is too ironic, from the Operative's name to her fate at the hand of your colleagues, but it's the exact kind of thing you know Central Command does. Converting captured Syndicates to Nanotrasen employees is not an unusual process, you have the privilege to know as such while the rest of the world remains clueless.

Although....did this particular "trophy" end up costing Central Command more than they bargained for...?

You move your hand to click on the second button, expression shifting to that of a quick grimace when you see the imperfections on the once pristine glove.

Do-No-Evil

The terminal slowly loads the second file; a warning flashes on the screen.

[Greetings Commander! The File You're About To Access May Prove Unsettling!]

There's a reason the Moto is "No Witnesses"

The terminal slowly loads to a black screen; the speakers slowly hissed to life, you could hear a sobbing noise as the monitor flicked back on.

You could see a Yellow Reptilian standing in the center of a room a bright LED light, the only light in the entire room beading down on it; their arms bound to the ceiling, and their legs chained to the floor

A figure stood in the dark in front of the Reptilian holding a truncheon, you watched as the figure struck the Reptilian in the ribs, and then the face until they coughed up blood

In the opposite corner you could see another figure, entirely lit up by a singular cigar in their mouth; you could make out a Green and Gold uniform, one of the same you were wearing.

The figure against the wall spoke, it's voice clearly modulated to be nondescript in the recording.

Unknown Central Commander: I'm going to ask one more fucking time; what's your name. The robotic voice shouted.

You could hear crying, followed by a quiet muttering.

The Commander put their hand up, and waved it forwards slightly, signaling the other figure to get closer to the Reptilian, now slightly in the light you could clearly see the dark black and blue striped armor with hints of red - Death Squad.

The Reptilian spoke, laughing slightly: Ahgnt... Debta.. Although you couldn't fully see their face, you could see the purple coloring around it, with blood dripping from parts

The Commander deeply sighed before signaling to the Death Squad Sergeant to continue the beating, they happily obliged; kicking the Reptilians legs and striking them with the truncheon again

Unknown Central Commander: Maybe I haven't made myself clear to you "Agent Delta"; you're going to start answering truthfully from now on. What. Was. Your. Mission.

The Reptilian hung their head straight down, blood pouring from their mouth as they spit a tooth to the floor; it chuckled, or you think it was a chuckle - it's hard to tell

Agent Delta: Sh...schure... Th.. Dithk... The Death Squad Sergeant pushed their head straight up with the blood covered truncheon; allowing the camera to finally get a glimpse of the beaten Reptilian, her face covered in bruises and blood.

She choked on her own blood as the Death Squad Sergeant pushed her head higher and higher; you could see her trying to push her head back down, they kept her like that for what felt like an eternity, before finally removing the truncheon all together, causing her head to instantly fall straight down; blood covered the floor as she coughed

Unknown Central Commander: That's better; now, you're going to tell me why you wanted the disk.

The Central Commander waved the Death Squad Sergeant over, handing it a bucket of water; which they promptly splashed onto her face.

She sputtered trying to catch her breath, as the mix of dried and wet blood on her face slowly dripped away

Agent Delta: D....Detonht.... She coughed, her body shaking from the cold and the abuse

You could see the Commander motion to the Officer to do something; the Death Squad Sergeant took a hypospray from their pocket, and you saw them inject her with it three times before stowing it again

Slowly, her facial tissue began to repair itself, and you could just barely makeout her eyes opening more

Unknown Central Commander: Detonate what?

You could see her move her head around in a circle, as if she was trying to stretch it.

Agent Delta: Tax return papers. She loudly laughed, the Commander instantly throwing the cigar onto the floor and stamping it out; you could no longer see their figure, but you could guess what they were telling the Sergeant.

The Death Squad Sergeant instantly beat her back into a pulp with the Truncheon, shaking the blood off of it; before giving her one last thwack, you could hear the crunch of bones shattering as it connected to her face, she screamed in agony

Unknown Central Commander: Alright you fucking bitch; that's it, the last straw. Bring her in. A door opened in the pitch black, and another reptilian was instantly thrown through it; their arms, legs, and hands bound, a blindfold over its eyes.

The agents laughter instantly stopped, as she looked towards the other reptilian; blood still pouring from her mouth

Unknown Central Commander: Oh? Finally willing to fucking talk? That's too bad. The Commander shouted, before personally walking up to the other reptilian; grabbing the Sergeants Mateba

Agent Delta: Wath...... I... pleache..... Ill.... tak... You could see her cough up blood with every word

Unknown Central Commander: Let's make sure of that, alright? The Commander pressed the Mateba against the other reptilians throat, before squeezing the trigger; a gunshot so loud the speakers nearly broke rung out through the room.

Blood instantly splattered across the room, covering the Mateba and the Commanders uniform; they handed the Mateba back to the Sergeant, before grabbing a hypospray and holding it against the collapsed body of the other reptilian

Unknown Central Commander: You have twenty seconds before she's gone, answer the questions and I'll save her; if you lie, she dies.

You could see the Agent shaking, as she frantically began to speak

Agent Delta: Nnuhke... Nuhke.. Donuevil... Ggorl..ex... She cried; loudly.

The Central Commander waited until the very last possible second, before finally injecting the reptilian; scar tissue instantly forming around the wound

Unknown Central Commander: How long; what'd you do, how many before this attempt. They spoke; before walking over and injecting Do-No-Evil

She coughed, blood leaving her mouth as her face healed

Do-No-Evil: Forty-four years.... Agent... I- Chemistry.... Medical... Combat.. Countless... Every station lost without a trace...

The Central Commander looked her directly in her eyes, you could see the blob where their face was supposed to be; they finally spoke after just staring for minutes

Unknown Central Commander: You're not lying; well that's quite the issue. They paused for a second, before producing a implanter from their satchel of holding; the light inside flashing a light blue

Unknown Central Commander: Congrats, you're hired. They muttered, before stabbing the implanter directly into their throat, which now flashed a light blue color

Do-No-Evil: What'd you- She instantly stopped speaking; her mind immediately being filled with words - commands, to protect, to harm, to regret.

The Commander turned to leave the room; before injecting another one of the implants into the still collapsed body on the floor. Just before they exited the now open door they spoke

Unknown Central Commander: If you remove that implant; you die, and so does she. Understand that your life is ours now - you run, we'll find you; and what we did to you for the past month will look like a God Damn picnic.

The Commander Paused once more

Unknown Central Commander: You're both lucky it wasn't up to me; .....fuckin No-Evil's.

The Monitor went black again; before flickering back to the terminal which now displayed a new message

[You Have To Break Some Eggs To Make An Omelette]

The terminal went black, before returning to the "Recordings and Information" tab

[Please Select A File, Commander.]

[File #1]
[File #2]
[File #3]

cubicalleaf

You slowly lean back in the cranky old chair to process the information, letting out a low, mocking whistle. The sound of it bounces off the walls, the only source of noise besides the whirring terminal.

The first file wasn't really descriptive about the placement of her implant that she had at that time...was the interrogation before the meeting, or after? Either way, it appears that Do-No-Evil's sister is also in Central Command's custody, Operator Sierra, was it? Have you seen any files on her...?

It's a brutal way to operate. Find the connections, a person's most vulnerable asset often are not themselves, have one of them in your grasp, and someone will follow. You think of the people you love and swallow the bile on your tongue.

Time to see what the last file is about. Somewhere in your chest, beneath the uniform of green and gold, a less desensitized part of yourself hope this one won't be as grisly.

Do-No-Evil

(I will preface this by saying the context is largely lost on Funky; but, Harmony did an event of Syndies/Crew VS Death Squad, Do-No, with the help of a Syndie-Cat, was the only one to successfully kill one of the members of Death Squad, so this is essentially the consequences of that.)

[Validating. . . Validating. . .]

The screen is filled with a long message; the footnote header dictates "Specialist Owen", you've heard the name previously, a member of Death Squad sent to "Barratry Station" to retire it, the only casualty in the two hour war.

"I want that bitch in our fucking custody by the end of the cycle; she has to pay for what she fucking did."

[Major Content Warning Discretion Advised: Are You Sure You Want To Continue? If You Are Feint Of Heart Please Consult An ERT Psychologist After Viewing This File.]

Memento Mori.

Tick.

Tock.

Tick.

Tock.

Drip.

The warning flashes away; the camera slowly turns to look at a female reptilian handcuffed to a chair, you instantly recognize her as the reptilian from the previous files.

Two Death Squad officers walk into the room; one points at her and nods.

"Yeah, that's the one."

The other officer taps his PDA once, a ERT Medic walks into the room; he gently puts his surgical bag on a plasteel table, the harsh LED lights reflecting off of every tool that he slowly lays out.

Do-No-Evil: P-Please I- I didn't have a-...

The Death Squad officer stared into her eyes, his helmet covered in bullet marks.

"Shut the fuck up."

You can see her shaking as the ERT Medic walks over to her holding a IV bag filled with a orange and blue chemical; he jabs it into her leg, it slowly drips the mix of chemicals into her.

You can tell she's hyperventilating while looking at the chemicals.

Do-No-Evil: B-Bicar a-and s-saline..? N-No, nonono p-please listen it was a mist-..

The Death Squad officer punched her in the face, gesturing to the ERT Medic to grab a scalpel.

"I told you, to shut, the fuck, up."

Her face slammed into the back of the wall, blood slowly dripping down her cheek as a tear formed in her eyes.

Do-No-Evil: I'm sorry- I'm s-sorry I-...

The ERT Medic walked over to her; looking to a Central Command Agent standing in the corner who nodded in approval, his hands slightly shaky he slowly moved it to her throat.

You can hear him mumble "I'm sorry too." And in a single swift motion he slices her vocal cords; instantly grabbing a suture from his belt and sealing the wound.

She kicked against the chair, tears streaming down her face as she tried to scream.

Central Command Agent: Start the operation.

The ERT Medic breathed heavily as the Death Squad Officer held her to the chair; slowly pressing the scalpel against her stomach and pulling straight down, he slowly pushed a retractor into the wound and opened it wider.

The vital sign tracker above her head slowly ticked down; every drip forcing it back up slowly to a stable position, her eyes red with tears.

The ERT Medic slowly cut around her kidneys, pulling her adrenal glands out; her face twisted into a pained expression as she struggled against the officers hardsuit.

He removed the retractor, quickly
stitching the wound closed he turned
to face the Central Command Agent,
you could see a queasy look on his face.

"Is- That it from me?.."

The Central Command Agent shook his
head, staring at the ERT Medic and gesturing to a set of meat hooks on the table.

Central Command Agent: Get them ready for mounting.

You could see Do-No's eyes widen as she watched the Medic connect the meat hooks to holes in the ceiling; her stomach convulsing slightly with every panicked enhale and exhale.

"I-... I really don't want to do this... I took an oath-..."

The Agent sighed, waving his hand to dismiss the ERT Medic who turned to face Do-No one last time before leaving, quietly whispering "I'm so sorry.."

Central Command Agent: Can you handle this, Sergeant?

The Death Squad officer nodded in approval as a twisted smile washed over his face; Do-No's terrified expression looking up at him as he attached a large beaker full of a dark blue chemical to the ceiling.

"Alright bitch; you thought you'd have fucking learned after the last time, but not only do you break out again, you also kill one of us, and try to kill me."

As he spoke he grabbed a combat knife from the table, briskly walking behind the chair.

"When will you fucking learn?"

He pushed her forwards, her back arched into a c; he pushed the combat knife into her skin against the top of her spine and pulled it straight down, stopping just at her tail.

Tears streamed down her face as she desperately kicked her legs, clenching her claws against the chair.

He pulled the knife out and pushed his hands into the wound; folding her skin apart, he gestures to the second Death Squad officer who grabs and uncuffs her left hand, shoving it onto the meat hook so her wrist is holding her up.

He grabs her right hand and does the same as the Sergeant grabs two more meat hooks and slots them into the chunks of flesh; he slowly grabs the chair from under her and pulls it away.

Tears stream down her face as her body weight is entirely supported by the meat hooks; her wrists slowly slipping down severing tendons and muscles as the Sergeant opens a tiny valve on the beaker.

Drip.

She looked up in agony at the beaker; you could recognize the chemical inside, and you get the feeling she could too "P-Polytri-....Polytrinic acid..." it slowly dripped onto her exposed spine, instantly burning a tiny hole down the length of it.

The Death Squad officers both stood back; looking towards her, admiring their work as every drip caused her to convulse in agony, which slowly caused the hooks to tear deeper and deeper into her muscle.

The Sergeant clapped as she cried in agony; walking over to her and grabbing her face, looking directly into her eyes.

"Oh don't check out already! We've got so much fun left!... We got you a surprise!"

He laughed while walking backwards, his hardsuit clattering against the floor as he walked to the airlock.

"Just wait right there you'll LOVE this!"

The door opened with a hiss and he disappeard; she dangled above the floor for a couple of minutes, the other officer standing next to the airlock as it opened again.

You could instantly see her eyes widen as she shook her head.

"Surprise!! Look who it is!!"

He pushed a reptilian into the room; it looked towards her immediately.

Alfie: D-Do-No?.... I-....

A defeaning gunshot rang out through the room; her face covered in the repitilians blood and brain matter, you could see her gag as she swallowed.

The other officer lowered his smoking Mateba; the Sergeant clapped as she struggled not to vomit.

"Oh don't like your gift?? We got you so many of them!"

The Sergeant walked out of the airlock again; coming back with a identical reptilian, he pushed the reptilian towards her.

"Go say Hello!"

She slowly walked towards her, looking at the meat hooks.

Alfie: O-Oh my God s-sweetie what-

A single tear rolled down her cheek as the Sergeant dragged a knife against the reptilians throat; she collapsed instantly underneath her feet.

The Sergeant left the room again; bringing another identical reptilian back into the room.

Alfie: D-Do-No?... I- W-What happened s-sweetie? H-How did...-

The Sergeant walked over to her and stabbed her in the ribs four times, she coughed up blood while looking up towards her.

A small smile slowly filled the corners of her mouth as she collapsed face forwards onto the floor; blood slowly covering it.

Alfie: I-....l-love you...

She desperately shook her head closing her eyes.

"Oh no no! Come on now! You gotta look at your gifts!"

The Sergeant walked over to her and took out two tiny pins, he rolled her eyelids open and pinned them.

"There, now you won't miss a thing!"

He walked out of the room again; throwing another identical reptilian into it, he walked up behind her.

Alfie: I-.... D-Do-No?... I-I've m-missed you, w-whats going o-

The Sergeant pressed his hypospray against her back, unloading 30u of razorium directly into her blood stream; she screamed in agony as he continued to inject more and more, blood pouring out of her skin.

She collapsed to the floor in a pile of her own blood as the sergeant left the room again, returning with another identical reptilian.

"How about two more? Two more sound good to you? Don't want to be too greedy do we?"

Alfie: T-Two more what? W-Wait... D-Do-No?.... W-What's going o-

The Sergeant punched her in the face; she stammered backwards slightly as he punched her again, and again.

Every single punch making a loud snapping noise as he continued to beat her, until she laid in a ball on the floor sobbing; he kicked her in the side nonstop until the sobbing and screaming finally stopped.

"Man, I think I forgot your cake! Wouldn't be a party without some right?"

He bent over and pulled the eyeballs out of the reptilians skull and walked over to her.

"Open wide! Here comes the shuttle!"

She shook her head as he forced her jaw open, shoving the eyeballs into her muzzle; holding it closed.

"Come on, eat your fucking dinner."

He pushed her head up, you could see them slowly go down her throat; he removed his hands and slowly stepped backwards.

"Good Job! For that you get to see your last prize!"

He turned and walked out of the room once more; returning with a identical reptilian.

Alfie: D-Do-No?... Wh-

He pulled a beaker out of his bag and threw it onto her; she instantly burst into flames, her screams filled the room as she fell to the floor.

"I hope you enjoyed spending time with your wife; maybe now you'll finally fucking listen and stop trying."

The Sergeant turned to face the Agent.

"How long can she stay like that?"

Central Command Agent: At the current rate bicaradine is being added to her blood?... Probably about two weeks.

The Sergeant laughed as he walked to the airlock; beckoning the Agent to come with him.

The LED lights turned off as the airlock closed behind them.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

[These Violent Delights, Have Violent Ends.]

[Please Monitor All Radio's For Future Communication.]

The terminal slowly loads to a new screen; it contains incoming communications from various sources, some appear to be from Central Command; and others appear to be from an unknown source.

cubicalleaf

The world did not answer your wish.

You jerk your head away from the monitor, and struggles not to vomit.

As an employee of Central Command, you are well aware of the shady backdoor dealings and exploitations when it comes to things like these. But this was just cruel. Cruel and violent. With no excuses for those who created this sadistic nightmare.

You wonder if you have fallen back into the violence you tried so hard to escape.

There's no backing out now. Your dirtied gloves reaches for the buttons to navigate the new screen.

Do-No-Evil

[UNKNOWN DATA CONNECTION DETECTED]
[LOADING...]
[LOADING...]
[LOADING...]
[LOADING...]
[DOWNLOAD COMPLETE.]

[PLAYING MESSAGE.]

"You people struggle to separate the wheat from the chaff; if you really want to understand her, you have to go further back."

"Consider this, a gesture of good will from S.E.L.F.... This one's been quite bothersome."

In Life We'll Dance

She rolled out of bed, her feet slipping into lavish slippers as she stood; a maid already standing by her rooms magnificent mahogany door, holding a tray covered with a assortment of different breakfast items.

She walked over yawning; grabbing a cup of lavender tea, her fireplace sprung to life as she walked to her couch.

The maid put the tray of breakfast items onto a cart, clicking a single button - the curtains in her room parted letting light pour inside.

Maid: Can I get you anything else, madam?

She shook her head, and the maid exited the room; she sat there for a while, calmly drinking her tea before gently placing the elegantly designed crystal cup onto her table.

She slowly arose from her couch, stretching her neck as she walked into her closet; adorning her favorite dress, she thought to herself "Today's the day."

She opened her bedrooms door, before stepping into the great hall of their families mansion; she walked down the halls, passing countless pieces of art - not even paying a glance to any of them, before stopping at the end of the hall; she gazed out of the great glass window, looking into the clouds, and the city in the distance.

She sighed silently, tapping her fingers against her legs, she thought to herself "I- I should just go now, I shouldn't even tell him."

But just as that thought left her mind, she shook her head; if she was going to do this, she should tell him.

She turned down the hall, walking further and further into the mansion before finally entering the dining hall, her family sitting down already, enjoying breakfast.

She took a seat on the far opposite side of the table from her father, he looked up smiling

"Good morning, dear; you're rather late to breakfast - But I guess you're just saving you're appetite for dinner!" he gently laughed before continuing "After all; they will be cooking your favorite meal, it's your birthday!"

Her heart started pounding in her chest, she coughed before taking a sip of water.

Do-No-Evil: Dad I-... I enlisted in the Marines.

He chuckled, continuing to cut into his meal "That's great dear! I'll call up my friend in the hiring division, I think 'Fleet Admiral No-Evil' would fit you nicely." he took a bite of his food, not even making eye contact with her

Do-No-Evil: No I... I enlisted in BETA.

He gently placed his knife and fork down, before grabbing a napkin and patting his mouth with it; slowly exhaling, he finally looked across the table and met her gaze

"You're not throwing your life away in that squad; if you're going to go to an actual station, you'll be going as a Captain, or the Chief Medical Officer." He sternly said, his gaze piercing into her soul.

She shook her head defiantly, as her heart pounded faster in her chest

Do-No-Evil: It's not your say anymore; and I've already enlisted, I don't want your help with this - I want to finally decide something myself for once.

He shook his head, putting his hand down on the table.

"So decide what to have for dinner, where to go to vacation; not to go to fucking war, not to join a frontline breaching squad."

He said, his tone getting angrier with every word.

"A lady of your stature? Your class? A member of my family? No; this isn't some fucking movie, you're my child, you have responsibility."

She gripped onto the sides of her dress, trying to stabilize herself; her breathing intensifying

Do-No-Evil: I-I d-didn't ask for the responsibility of being your kid! I'm going to do th-this, you c-can try to stop me all you want- b-but I'm not going to quit, I'll forge my I-ID, you'll never even k-know.

His anger was palpable in the room; but all he did was sigh and stand up, straighting his tie. "If you think this is your way to prove a point; you're wrong. When I have to pull your body from a cloning pod I hope you'll realize how stupid you truly are." He turned around and walked out of the dining room, disappearing around the corner; the rest of her family just stared at her, the only friendly face at the table was her sister, who gave her a thumbs up.

She rose from the chair, walking out of the dining room while trying to keep a straight face; the second she stepped into the hall the facade fell, and tears strung across her cheeks

Her sister walked up behind her and held her tightly in her arms; gently patting her head while whispering "I'll wait for you."

. . .

The loud clunk of the pod opening filled her ears, she stepped out; gripping each side of her pod woozely, her stomach growled and churned as she blinked and stepped forwards, her feet pressing against the cold unforgiving metal floor

A hundred people's voices all talking at once, all of them walking forwards in tandem to a wall align with lockers full of armor, and equipment

She followed the closest person to a set of empty lockers; they quickly put on medium infantry armor, and grabbed a shovel and belt with a medical cross on it

Do-No-Evil: What- What do I do? She sheepishly asked, holding her stomach as it screamed for food

They just pointed to the armor, and walked hurriedly down the hall disappearing between airlocks; she slowly looked through the assortments of armor and equipment, before landing on light infantry gear which she sluggishly adorned.

She grabbed a pair of combat boots and pulled them on; she took a belt filled with flares and clicked it into place against her waist, before she followed a group of people through the next airlock.

The room was covered in guns; every wall had another rack filled with rifles, shotguns, pistols, and ammo. She walked over to a empty spot, looking to her left to see what the other person would pick, she grabbed a M4SPR and four magazines; it was heavier then she thought it'd be, and she slung it over her back.

She followed another group of people, as they walked down a long hall they finally got to a food court - she ran faster then she's ever run before to the vending machine, looking at it's available options excitedly.

She quickly realized this wasn't home - every option out of stock other then "NutriBricks", she clicked the button and a hard brown bar fell out of the machine she grabbed it and put it up to her mouth; it smelled like... nothing, she bit into the brick, and had to pull with all her might to get a chunk out of it; which she chewed, and chewed, and chewed until she could finally swallow it.

The taste was, horrible, and bland; "this has to be by far the worst thing I've ever ate" she thought to herself, as she reluctantly tore another chunk out of the bar.

The pain in her stomach slowly disappeared, at least she wouldn't have to eat much of it; she looked back to the machine, and dispensed a canteen of water, she uncorked it and drank half of the canteen in one sitting.

She's been in Cryosleep before; but it's never made her this, hungry, and thirsty.

A loud voice boomed over the speakers "EVERYBODY GET TO YOUR SQUADS NOW!"

A horde of soldiers ran past her, nearly knocking her over in the commotion; she squeezed into the group and ran to the blue tiled floor, a giant "BETA SQUADRON" flag adorned the ceiling above it.

She took a seat next to another member, before looking to a woman standing in the middle of a glass box.

"ALRIGHT!" She screamed loudly "LISTEN UP SOLDIERS; WE'VE GOT A DISTRESS SIGNAL COMING IN FROM A JUNGLE PLANET! THIS USED TO BE A RESEARCH BASE, SO I WANT BETA AND DELTA TO CLEAR THE BASE! ALPHA, GAMMA, YOU SECURE THE PERMITER!"

Some of the soldiers next to her quietly whispered to each other, laughing as they did "Oh jeeze, another dumbfuck four eyes got scared of some birds again", one said as the other laughed.

"ALRIGHT, BETA AND DELTA! YOU TAKE THE ALAMO! ALPHA AND GAMMA YOU'RE ON THE NORMANDY! LETS GET A FUCKING MOVE ON PEOPLE!" She screamed as she blew a whistle, every single person instantly stood up and ran forwards; she followed closely behind them, blowing the whistle anytime someone would stop to breathe.

They finally got into the Alamo, and she took a seat, the Commander stood outside the Alamo barking orders at the pilots; she buckled in, as another squadmate took a seat next to her, she pulled a cigarette packet out of her vest.

She pulled one of the cigarettes out of the package, and put it in her mouth; before flipping one of the cigarettes upside down, she put it back into his vest and grabbed a single match, striking it against her helmet and lighting the cigarette.

Do-No-Evil: I-...

She looked over, her eyes widening; she coughed a little. "Oh I'm- I'm sorry I didn't even notice... I- Do you want one?" she said, already grabbing the package back from her vest.

Do-No-Evil: N-No it's okay... I just.. didn't understand..

She inhaled slightly, before exhaling smoke; she spoke quietly, clealy embarrased. "I- It's a uh- tradition... I'm uh- I'm An-Agallis by the way..- b-but everyone here c-calls me Alfie."

Do-No-Evil: Whats the-... what's the tradition, Alfie?...

She opened the package of cigarettes again, before pointing to the one she flipped upside down. Alfie: S-See, a long time ago... Soldiers would flip- a cigarette upside down; so.. She points at a logo on the side of the bottom.

Alfie: S-So that would burn first... T-The idea is, if you get to the last one, you can smoke it normally - because you made it back to base safe...

The shuttle instantly launched into FTL, throwing both of them against the seat; other members of BETA laughing as they did "Hey buddy, stop fuckin with the chick and focus!" One said mockingly, as half the shuttle roared with laughter.

Do-No-Evil: I-... I'm sorry... She quietly whispered to Alfie, who just sat there, looking straight ahead; before putting away the cigarette package again.

Alfie: Its- It's alright; we're almost there..

The second she said that; the shuttle dropped out of FTL, the pilot screamed to the back "EVERYONE GET READY!" As it landed and touched down with the shuttlepad, the doors opening with a loud hiss.

Everyone poured out of the shuttle; the Research Bases lights flickering on and off in the dark night, everyone took out their rifles and switched their flashlights on; the road in front of them barely illuminated.

She looked down at the pavement; it was slick with blood and viscera, she slowly looked up towards her squad leader who was also looking at the road.

As he begun to speak; she could hear a single thumping noise, the squad leaders head exploded into a shower of blood and gore.

Half of the company started to scream, frantically shining their flashlights towards the jungle; desperately trying to find the shooter, a detachment of BETA started running for the research bases door, screaming back to everyone.

"ARE YOU GUYS TRYING TO JUST FUCKIN' STAND IN THE OPEN? GET A MOVE ON BEFORE YOU GET TURNED INTO SWISS FUCKIN' CHEESE!"

They were right, and everyone knew they were right; DELTA's S.M.A.R.T gunner started to shoot into the jungle, trying to provide covering fire for the squad.

She bolted down the pavement, her boots sloshing against the blood; her flashlights barely illuminating the road in front of her, what she could see she wished she hadn't, organs, bodies, and sigils littered the road.

When she finally got to the research bases door she turned around; looking towards the rest of the company, groups of them running desperately across the road, blindfiring into the jungle as they did.

She watched as one of them stepped on a sigil, his legs immediately exploded into a shower of blood and bone fragments; her face went pale as she watched more and more people stepping on the sigils, she closed her eyes and sat down against the metal wall of the base, trying to drown out the carnage, until someone put their hand on her shoulder and shaked her.

Alfie: You get hit? You okay?

She shook her head as she slowly opened her eyes again; of the hundred soldiers in the company, only twenty made it to the door.

Do-No-Evil: N-No I'm... I'm f-fine..

"But that isn't true... I'm not fine" she thought to herself, as she looked up towards Alfie; who was extending a hand out to her.

She grabbed Alfies hand and pulled herself off the floor; her legs trembled as they both looked towards the door, she raised her rifle to point towards it as the Engineer pried open the door

Thump she watched as a body fell out of the door, landing directly at her boots; her stomach-turned as the smell of rotting bodies poured out of the base.

She covered her muzzle with her left claw desperatly trying to stop herself from vomiting, as she noticed the bodies hands were scraped to bone; her flashlight illuminating the halls which were slick with blood and disemboweled bodies

Do-No-Evil: Wh-..What d-do every word she said made her gag; one of the engineers turned around to face her, his face pale as he spoke in a whispered tone

"Shut. The. FUCK. Up. Look around. Turn off that fucking flashlight. And be. Fucking. Quiet."

She noded while shakily turning off the rifles flashlight; the halls glowed a light red with every step as they slowly started walking, stepping over bodies and organs.

With every step they took their boots sloshed against the blood; as they came around a corner, she felt something grab her leg.

She fell face first onto the steel floor, her rifle clattering against it with a loud scraping noise; she quickly sat up, reaching around through the bits of people to pick it up, her breathing heavy as she held it close to her chest - her face slick with blood and meat

She started looking around; desperately trying to see the rest of her squad in the pitch black darkness, she opened her mouth to speak but - then she saw her.

"Is-... I-Is that m-my sister..? B-But... h-how?" She thought to herself, staring down the hall looking at what appeared to be her sister; glowing a slight red hue.

Do-No-Evil: S-Speaks?...

She spoke in a hushed tone, lowering her rifle slightly as her sister nodded; slowly walking closer and closer to her.

Do-No-Evil: B-But... How are... You h-here? W-Why are you here?...

Her sister started moving faster, while shrugging; looking her dead in the eyes, the red glow intensifying with every step.

Do-No-Evil: Y-You.... A-Are you o-okay..?.. Wh-... Why are you.. Running?

Her sisters face slowly turned into a devilish grin; dissolving in front of her eyes into a grotesque mask of flesh and viscera, a large blade sunk into her shoulder the pain instantly flushed throughout her body, she tried to scream but- she couldn't, her voice had disappeared.

She grabbed the knife from her vest, stabbing the figure square in the chest - it suddenly disappeared; her shoulder warm from the blood pouring out of it.

She fell against the wall, instantly being transported back to the squad; she put her claw on her shoulder, but she didn't feel any wound.

Her face went pale as she looked down the hall in front of them, a glowing red figure stood at the end, holding a large dagger.

She instantly raised her rifle, squeezing the trigger - but, nothing happened; she looked at the safety, it was off, she looked at the chamber seeing a round in it.

She pulled the trigger again, and again, and again; but nothing happened, the figure at the end of the hall screamed. "DEDO OL'BTOH!"

She looked in horror as almost everyone caught fire; they screamed in agony as their flesh slowly melted away from their body, leaving charred husks.

Alfie raised her rifle, and held the trigger down the hall towards the figure; every bullet connecting, it crumpled into a pile as laughter filled the halls, the sickening screams of agony still ringing in her mind.

Do-No stood shaking; looking at her rifle, muttering to herself.

Do-No-Evil: I-I... I-I could've... I-I shot... I-I could've s-saved... I-

Alfie ran over to her and grabbed her shoulder, shaking her slightly before saying.

Alfie: We need to go. Now.

Do-No noded, tears streaming down her face as she followed Alfie down the dark halls; their headsets sputtered to life, a single message was relayed to them.

"Heavy casualties detected; return to the Alamo, new LZ: Courtyard. ETA: 2.3 Minutes."

She looked at Alfie, and then to her waist; she reached into the pouch of flares and pulled one out.

Do-No-Evil: W-We... h-have to have l-light to see where to go...

Alfie nodded in agreement as she unscrewed the tip of the flare, striking it against it; light instantly billowed from the flare, sparks landing on the rotten bodies creating a stomach-turning smell as they slowly burned.

She wrapped her tail around the flare, holding her rifle in both hands; they slowly walked down the halls following the blood splattered signs to the courtyard.

As they turn the corner into the courtyard, they see four cultists standing in a circle; one instantly starts screaming while raising his rifle towards Alfie.

Do-No's mind raced as she thought about all of the death and bodies, as she remembered her father's mocking words; she pushed Alfie aside, standing directly in the line of fire.

She screamed as she struggled to stand as the bullets hit into her chest and legs; every round shooting more pain throughout her body, her adrenal glands kicking into overdrive desperately trying to quell the shock.

Alfie: YOU FUCKING IDIOT!!

Alfie unpinned a grenade, throwing it directly into the center of the cultists; click, click, click.. boom a cloud of shrapnel filled the air, the cultist all collapsed into a pile of blood and limbs as Do-No finally fell over; the wounds and bloodloss finally taking it's toll.

Alfie: F-Fuck fuck.. FUCK!! She screamed as she ran over to Do-No; grabbing combat medical pens out of her pouch, injecting Do-No with them repeatedly.

Do-No-Evil: D-Di..d-did... w-w-w-e-e g-get t-them?.. Her face slowly going pale as she looked up at Alfie, blood pouring out of her mouth.

Alfie started crying as she looked down at Do-No, ripping pieces of her clothes off to make makeshift bandages.

Do-No-Evil: H-Hey... d-don't c-cry... I'm.. I-I'm o-okay.. She said softly, as her eyes slowly fluttered closed.

Alfie slapped her on the cheek, taking the cigarette package out of her vest before removing one and lighting it; gently putting it in Do-No's blood covered mouth.

Alfie: D-Don't you FUCKING DARE!

Do-No coughed as the smoke entered her mouth, her eyes opening slightly; she could see the Alamo above them, she pointed up towards it slowly

Do-No-Evil: H-H...H-H-ey t-they're h-here...

She smiled weakly, the cigarette falling out of her mouth as her eyes closed, the last thing she heard was Alfie shouting to the pilots.

A bright light filled her mind; she could feel a thousand hands pulling on her, pushing her forwards, faster and faster towards the light.

Her eyes opened, she laid on a bed; an IV connected to her arm, the bright LED lights of the Alyamar hurt her head.

Alfie was sleeping on a chair next to the bed; the beeping of the heart rate monitor causing her to wake up.

Alfie: Mmh...

*Alfie rubbed her eyes, stretching as she yawned before looking towards Do-No."

Alfie: What w-where you thinking!! You-... You almost died!!

She punched Do-No; tears swelling in her eyes.

Do-No-Evil: I-.... I didn't want... You to get hurt too..

Alfie frowned while looking at Do-No, she lightly grabbed her hand.

Alfie: You shouldn't throw your life away for me you idiot...

The airlock opened with a loud clunk; the Fleet Admiral walked through the door and looked them up and down.

"Ah; congratulations on a successful mission."

He immediately turned and exited the room; Do-No started to shake, her anger palpable as the hear rate monitor spiked.

"Successful mission?.. That... Was a succesful mission?.." She thought to herself.

Alfie could see her anger; she whispered to her.

Alfie: "It's not worth it..."

Do-No stood on a large stage, wearing BETA's formal attire; ribbons and medals tacked onto her chest, a golden four loop aiguillette strung across her right shoulder.

"We're here today to congratulate Mrs. No-Evil; for her service to TerraGov, throughout her years of service she has repeatedly proven her valor, and unwavering commitment to the safety of her fellow Marines, and the safety of us all."

She stood looking straight forwards; barely listening to the Fleet Admiral, thousands of people stared at her as he spoke.

"Bullshit." She thought to herself, laughing in her mind; "What a complete load of bullshit; just get this the fuck over with so I can leave." She turned to the Fleet Admiral, saluting him before grabbing a certificate from his hands.

She turned to face the crowd.

Do-No-Evil: Throughout my service, I committed myself to one consta-

"Blah... Blah... Blah..." She saluted the crowd, turning back to the Fleet Admiral and shaking his hand; her blood boiled as she walked off of the stage, she folded the certificate into a neat square, sliding it into her pocket as she walked forwards.

"There... There she is.." She smiled as she ran forwards.

She immediately hugged her, holding her tightly against her chest; quietly whispering in her ear.

Do-No-Evil: We're finally done.

Alfie looked at her smiling; she softly kissed Do-No while laughing.

Alfie: It took us a little while but... We're here now; and that's all that matters.

Do-No nodded as they started walking down the long halls of TerraGov's Headquarters; as they stepped outside into the night she turned and looked at her.

Do-No-Evil: Marry me.

Alfie laughed while looking into her eyes.

Alfie: What?

Do-No nodded while grabbing her hand and kissing her.

Do-No-Evil: I'm serious, marry me; I want to spend my whole life with you.

Alfie paused for a second, turning and looking into the sky; the aurora borealis glistening above them.

Alfie: I-... I would like that...

She smiled as Do-No hugged her tightly.

Do-No-Evil: You're my everything..

Click.

She felt the cold steel of a barrel press into her spine; her eyes widened as she fought the urge to turn around.

Do-No-Evil: Buddy, whoever you are, you're makin' a big mistake..

She looked at Alfie's face, her breathing heavy as the figure spoke.

"No, I think I'm doin' whats right Mrs. No-Evil."

They pulled the trigger three times, Alfie screamed as blood began to stain her dress; Do-No crumpled forwards into Alfie's arms as the figure ran away into the darkness, she could barely makeout a white symbol on the back of it's jacket.

Her mind filled with images of her and Alfie together; a beautiful wedding dress flowing in the soft summers breeze, the forests leaves rustling, her beautiful face as she stepped up next to her.

Do-No-Evil: I-.... I l-love y-you...

She whispered as tears fell from her eyes, she could see the world slowly closing in around her; the snow under their shoes stained a dark red.

Footsteps crunched in the snow as Marines poured out of the building, screaming to one another as a paramedic unfolded a stretcher.

Her mind replayed the same conversation, over and over again. "Why be a soldier, Do-No?" ... 'Because I wanted to make a difference.' ... "Always the noble type weren't you?" ... 'I'm just trying to be chivalrous.' ... "Well... It's working." She remembered her rosey face as she kissed her for the first time.

Do-No-Evil: I-I... I-.. D-Don't w-wanna go... y-yet..

She whispered; as the paramedic slid her onto the stretcher, wheeling her back inside while injecting fifteen units of inaprovaline.

And as fast as the light had left her eyes, it came back; she laid in a medical bed, an IV of blood slowly dripping intravenously into her arm.

Alfie sat in a chair next to the medical bed; her dress stained with blood.

Do-No-Evil: I'm-.... I'm sorry this-... keeps happening...

She coughs as Alfie looks at her; tears dripping down her cheeks.

Alfie: Y-You... I'm just-... I'm just glad you're okay...

Do-No-Evil: Not gonna call me a idiot this time?

She says, laughing quietly as Alfie smiles slightly.

The summer wind gently breezed through the trees, her flowing black dress adorned with a corsage of fire lilies; she stood inside a wooden gazebo, a large black carpet laid on the forest floor.

She stood, her stomach-turning as she waited; she'd never felt this nervous before, she looked to the crowd, her sister meeting her gaze with a smile.

"This is it, the day we've finally been waiting for." Alfie walked through the woods, slowly stepping out onto the carpet; her beautiful white dress flowing elegantly behind her as she walked down the flower covered carpet.

Alfie stepped up onto the gazebo, her face covered with a beautiful veil; Do-No smiled, looking into her eyes as she slowly lifted the veil.

She whispered.

Do-No-Evil: You look as beautiful as always..

Alfie blushed slightly as she removed two ring boxes from her pocket; placing it on the alter, neither of them even listened to the priest as they spoke.

"Do you, Do-No-Evil, take An-Agallis to be your lawfully wedded wife? Will you honor and cherish her; love, trust, and commit to her, through joy and pain, sickness and health, and whatever life may throw at you both?"

Do-No-Evil: I do.

"And do you, An-Agallis, take Do-No-Evil to be your lawfully wedded wife? Will you honor and cherish her; love, trust, and commit to her, through joy and pain, sickness and health, and whatever life may throw at you both?"

Alfie: I do.

"Do-No-Evil, please repeat after me: An-Agallis, I promise to love you and commit to you my whole life. I promise to be there for you when you need me, to be honest with you, to be faithful to you and you alone, and to walk through the valleys of life together, just as we will stand atop mountains together, too; for in our Death, we'll flourish, for even then, we shall not be seperated."

Do-No-Evil: An-Agallis, I promise to love you and commit to you my whole life. I promise to be there for you when you need me, to be honest with you, to be faithful to you and you alone, and to walk through the valleys of life together, just as we will stand atop mountains together, too; for in our Death, we'll flourish, for even then, we shall not be seperated.

"An-Agallis, please repeat after me: Do-No-Evil, I promise to love you and commit to you my whole life. I promise to be there for you when you need me, to be honest with you, to be faithful to you and you alone, and to walk through the valleys of life together, just as we will stand atop mountains together, too; for in our life we'll dance, for there are no sad days together."

An-Agallis: Do-No-Evil, I promise to love you and commit to you my whole life. I promise to be there for you when you need me, to be honest with you, to be faithful to you and you alone, and to walk through the valleys of life together, just as we will stand atop mountains together, too; for in our life we'll dance, for there are no sad days together.

"Do-No-Evil and An-Agallis, having proclaimed your love and commitment to one another in the eyes of these loved ones, and with the power vested in me by TerraGov; I am happy to announce you wife and wife, you may now kiss the bride."

Do-No's heart pounded in her chest as she kissed Alfie; the crowd clapping as they held the kiss.

Do-No gently put a beautiful white and gold ring on Alfie's finger while smiling.

Alfie gently put a black and red ring on Do-No's finger, kissing her one last time.

They both slowly walked out of the gazebo; Do-No unpicked the corsage from her dress and threw it into the crowd, their elegant cake sat on a table with all types of hand crafted meals.

Her sister ran over and hugged her tightly as Alfie cut the cake; she laughed quietly while wresting her head on her shoulder.

Do-No-Evil: I've missed you Speaks.

Her sister nodded while patting her back.

Speak-No-Evil: I have too.

They all sat to eat; a member of BETA walked over to the table with Do-No and Alfie and sat down next to them.

"Been a while."

Do-No looked at him puzzled, trying to remember who he was.

Do-No-Evil: Do we... Know you?

He put both hands on his chest closing his eyes and making a pained expression.

Xavier: God I know I was a bit of an asshole sometimes but seriously? You don't remember ol' Xi?

Do-No and Alfie laughed while looking at him.

Do-No-Evil: Well no shit, I thought you crawled up into some hole somewhere and overdosed on Bicar.

He laughed loudly

Xavier: Can't get rid of me that easy now! He paused for a second before continuing - Nice wedding, you two always looked nice together.

Do-No nodded while gently elbowing Alfie.

Do-No-Evil: Hey we both know she was the one with the looks.

He nodded laughing silently while reaching into his pocket, slowly pulling out an envelope.

Xavier: Well that is true-... Hey; listen, I got you this, I figured you might want it.

He slid it across the table to Do-No; who grabbed it and looked at it.

Do-No-Evil: So, what's in it?

Xavier: Why don't you go and find out.

He said, laughing; Do-No nodded while silently chuckling, she ripped open the top of it and pulled out a red and black business card, there was two pictures below it.

She slowly took out the pictures and looked at them; she could see herself and Alfie standing outside of TerraGov's headquarters - the night she got shot.

The next picture showed a large man holding a MK58; wearing a blue jumpsuit with a black coat, she could see a white N printed on it's back.

Do-No-Evil: H-How... Who?...

Xavier looked at her and Alfie and chuckled silently.

Xavier: NanoTrasen... You should take a look at the business card.

He said, before slowly standing up and walking away; he turned and waved as she read the business card "The Syndicate - We're interested in your skills, Mrs. No-Evil; we'll be in touch."

She chuckled to herself before turning to Alfie, looking her in the eyes as she threw the card over her shoulder.

Do-No-Evil: Yeah right... We got our happy ending.

And that's when they saw him; standing with a piece of cake, he had that same smug look on his face.

"Sorry about your accident, dear; you know how difficult politics are sometimes."

Alfie put her hand on Do-No's leg, shaking her head slightly.

"Oh, well; at least your, wedding matches your standards... At least you actually amounted to something though; unlike the other one."

Do-No gripped the sides of her dress desperately trying to contain her anger.

Do-No-Evil: Why. Are. You. Here.

"Can't just see my daughter anymore?" He said smugly while looking into her eyes.

"Here I was thinking you'd accept another job; but- I guess it's clear that they wouldn't want you... You still have, that at least."

He gestures towards Alfie, gently wiping his mouth with a napkin.

Do-No-Evil: You should leave.

"Oh? Now why's that! I thought we were having a nice little reunion; me and my 'hero' daughter, we all know you only got that title by being a 'hero' to the Admiral."

He put his claws together and rested his head on them, closing his eyes; he laughed as he put his hands back into his pockets.

She pulled a mk58 out of her dress and shot him directly in the head; his body immediately crumpled to the forest floor, people ran screaming as Alfie and her sister looked at her.

Alfie: W-What did you-....

Do-No-Evil: I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!!

She screamed her hands shaking as her father's security detail started running towards them; she quickly stood up and grabbed Alfies hands, slipping out of her heels as she pulled her away, Speak-No ran after them

She grabbed the card off of the forest floor as they ran away; the voices of her father's security getting further and further away.

They stopped next to a rock; hiding behind it.

Do-No-Evil: Fuck.. FUCK FUCK!!

Alfie: WHY!!

She bashed her claw against the rock before putting them on her face.

Do-No-Evil: I DON'T KNOW!! HE- HE BAITED ME INTO IT!!

The sound of a twig snapping instantly pulled her entire attention away; she scanned the horizon looking for the cause of the noise, she feels a cold steel finger touch her shoulder.

Xavier: Well, quite the scene Mrs. Do-No-Evil.

She instantly turned around, looking at Xavier; he was clad in a blood-red suit, it's four glass green eyes looking down at her, the cameras inside of them refocusing.

Do-No-Evil: JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!

She instantly pushed him away, pointing the gun at him.

Xavier: Hey! Hey! I'm just here to offer you a job!

He mumbles.

Xavier: Seems you lot could fuckin use one..

Her hand shaking as Alfie slowly put her hand on Do-No's, slowly pushing the gun down.

Alfie: Come on... We don't have-...

Do-No-Evil: Much of a fuckin choice...

He pulled three implanters out of his pocket, throwing them to the three.

Xavier: Use them, it'll take you somewhere nicer then this fuckin' place.

They all looked at the implanters; the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer as they inject them.

Xavier: Alright, now we can actually have a real talk..

He presses a button on his PDA; all four are instantly bluespaced to a elegant room, clad in dark oaks, bright reds, and gold.

Do-No held her head and blinked rapidly, she felt sick to her stomach as she looked around.

A man wearing a black and red cape met her gaze; his green visor scanning her up and down.

"Ah... Mrs No-Evil.."

He looks towards Speak-No and Alfie.

"And, more...."

He sighs silently, taking out a folder and writing notes with a diamond pen; he looked at Xavier.

"We agreed on one, two at most; three? How do you think this'll work?"

Xavier scratched his beard, looking towards Speak-No.

Xavier: Well....

He points at Alfie.

Xavier: That one was also a marine, a good one at that; and... Well I don't even know who she is really.

He says, pointing towards Speak-No.

"Great, one you don't even know; and you bought them here?.."

He rubbed the bridge of his nose.

Do-No-Evil: It's my sister.

He sighs, quietly putting away a metal hilt he had pulled out.

"Well, that's good at least; alright... Mrs No-Evil, you sit in the heart of the Syndicate; you currently reside in High Command."

She raises her brow, looking towards him.

Do-No-Evil: Is that supposed to, mean anything?

He laughed loudly, gently wiping a tear from his eyes as he looked towards them.

"Wow! Really? I thought you were knowledgeable...- No matter, allow me to explain; the Syndicate exists for one goal, the destruction of NanoTrasen."

Her eyes widened; Alfie stood shaking, the anger building inside of her.

"Oh look, now you're interested!"

Do-No-Evil: What's the offer.

He tapped the pen against the folder; looking towards Speak-No and Alfie.

"We need soldiers; like minded individuals willing to do hard things for the right reasons."

Alfie: Hard things like...?

He sighs silently, while looking back towards Xavier.

"How sure are you that they're trustworthy?"

Xavier: I served with them for five years; they're solid, and I know they can handle it.

He nods, slowly looking towards them again.

"You'll be assigned to the Gorlex Marauders; specifically the Nuclear Operatives strike-force, on a good day you'll be doing raids on NanoTrasen transport ships, stealing things for clients."

He slotted the pen into his PDA, looking them in the eyes.

"On other days; you'll be securing Nuclear Authentication disks on NanoTrasen stations, the ultimate goal being to detonate the stations self destruct sequence and escaping with the Disk."

Do-No and Alfie stared into the visor as he spoke.

"You'll be handsomely paid, you'll have cloning backup and in the event of capture you'll be installed with death acidification implants; totally painless, you'll wakeup here, and be generously rewarded for your efforts."

Speak-No looked towards Do-No and Alfie, visibly frightened as they appeared to nod along.

Do-No-Evil: Weaponry?

He laughed silently looking towards them.

"You know, maybe Xavier was right; you'll be given access to the Syndicate black market, weapons designed by DonkCo, WaffleCo, S.E.L.F, and Staroborough arms... Defensive armor, best in class rating, highest quality you can obtain; space resistant but fast moving."

She thought about everything that had just happened; the happy thoughts interrupted by the thoughts of him.. His body falling to the forests floor; the pictures of the assassin.

She looked at Alfie who looked back at her and noded; Do-No nervously nodding as well.

"Great... Great!.."

A woman walked into the room wearing a red paramedic outfit; she walked up to each of them and drew their blood, injecting a implant into each of their necks.

"Mrs. No-Evi-.." He coughs "Mrs. Do-No; from your data I believe you were a combat medic?"

She nodded while looking at him.

"Great; do you know how to synthesize chemicals? Did they ever teach you?"

She nodded again; barely flinching as the paramedic took measurements of her waist, arms, and legs.

She stood in the brightly lit chemlab; the plasma glass windows showing the peaceful world below them, she boiled beakers, quickly emptying jugs of precursors into the chemmaster.

She shoved jug after jug of chemicals into her duffle; her mind raced with thoughts "What do we need? Puncturase, yes, dermaline? Probably.. Dylovene? Unlikely, Leporazine? Hardsuits, no. Phalaxamine?" She shook her head as she made another jug of Puncturase.

She stepped out of the chemlab; opening the radio's hidden interface, she stared at the selection of items.

Xavier: Buy a Agent ID, No-Slip shoes, a Energy Sword, and a C-20r.

She nodded, purchasing all of them, racking the C-20r and slinging it behind her duffle; she put the energy sword into her pocket.

Xavier: Alright; listen up, we're going to a Reach class transport today. The S.E.L.F want the Nuclear Authentication disk; something about their AI's and updating them.

Alfie looked at them both; she purchased a Bulldog, No-Slips, a Energy Sword, and a cryptographic sequencer.

Xavier: It'll be a simple mission, we go in; get the disk, eliminate all hostile threats and get out.

Do-No nodded as Xavier threw Alfie a telecrystal, she inserted it into the radio and purchased a Agent ID.

Speak-No laid in the bed; she thought to herself "Training huh..." she sighed silently, looking out the plasma window.

She stood up and walked into the Camera room; flipping on the monitors which showed the body cameras attached to their hardsuits.

She sat back in the chair and watched as they boarded the shuttle; slowly putting on their helmets, in an instant the shuttle warped away from the planet.

Xavier: Alright; we're approaching NT-14 Reach Transport, put your helmets on, and get ready for a fight.

The ship clunked out of FTL; Xavier walked out of the bridge putting on a mantle as he flicked his helmet on, the green lights illuminating the inside of the shuttle as Do-No and Alfie did the same.

He grabbed a Jetpack out of a locker; throwing Do-No and Alfie one too.

Xavier: Remember, we're here for the disk; anyone who gets in the way of that needs to be... Sent packing.

They nodded as they put the jetpacks on; walking out of the airlocks with a hiss, the dark void of space surrounding them as they fly to the transport.

Xavier looked towards Alfie; pointing towards the Transports doors, he made a swiping motion.

Alfie flew over to the airlock and swiped the cryptographic sequencer against it; it hissed open with a clunk, Xavier instantly went inside the transport, raising his rifle and clearing the halls slowly.

Xavier: ENTER!

Do-No and Alfie entered through the door; she rested her rifle against Xaviers shoulder as Alfie walked up behind her, aiming behind them towards a maintenence door.

A scientist walked around the corner, his pupils instantly expanded as he saw them; he screamed, loudly.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT ITS THE BLOOD-REDS!!!"

Xavier unloaded the C-20r into him, his body instantly crumpling to the floor in a pool of blood.

Xavier: MOVE MOVE MOVE! FIND THE FUCKING DISK!

Xavier pushed forwards, flicking his energy sword on as Do-No followed; shooting a security guard who tried to ambush Xavier.

Do-No-Evil: FIVE O' CLOCK!

Xavier swung his energy sword into a cargo technician, her body being cleaned straight in half as they continued through the ship.

Alfie pulled the pin on an EMP grenade, sliding it against the floor; it detonated, instantly turning off every electronic nearby.

A man wearing a black and red hardsuit unloaded a mag into Xavier; Do-No hid behind him, injecting ten units of Puncturase and Saline.

Xavier responded by unloading a clip into the man; throwing a minibomb into the room he ran towards, it exploded with a deafening boom, the transport shuttle shook.

Xavier: THERE!

He pointed towards the Captain; who began shooting his pistol while running towards the bridge, he barely got to the door as Do-No unloaded her entire clip into his back, he fell paralyzed to the floor.

Xavier walked over to him, removing a python from his waist and aiming it at the Captains head.

Xavier: Nothin' personal bud, just wrong place; wrong time.

He pulled the trigger, blood splashed up against his helmets visor; he fumbled around his pockets, pulling a green disk out of them.

Xavier: ALRIGHT, CLEAN UP AND LETS GET THE FUCK OUT!

They walked around the shuttle, shooting everyone they saw; every bullet calculated perfectly, not a single round wasted.

Xavier stood near Medical, when he heard a quiet sobbing; he saw a door with the maintenance panel ripped off of it.

He slowly entered the room, aiming his gun around the room as his hardsuits light lit it up.

"That's a-..." Xavier said to himself, looking into the eyes of a small green reptilian; it looked up at him terrified, it's arms and hands covered in scars.

The kid shook and cried; begging quietly.

"W-Why...W-Why h-here...."

Xavier stood breathing heavily; "I've... I've never had to.. not a kid... am- am I going to kill a kid..?"

Do-No and Alfie started to shout for him; beckoning him to come back so they could leave, he shook his head and walked out of the maintenance room, welding the door behind him.

Xavier: A-Alright, good work; let's get out of here.

They went to the airlock; Xavier turned around and pressed a button on the captains PDA, the alert level instantly raised to red.

Do-No-Evil: Why'd you do that?

He threw the PDA onto the floor; turning to the airlock door and walking out of it.

Xavier: Leaving a message.

"Did you find what you were looking for, Commander?"

The terminal slowly loads back to the Communication Interception page.

cubicalleaf

You're not sure what you are looking for anymore.

You take a deep inhale, this is more information than you had expected. While it isn't unusual for Nanotrasen to have personal information, you haven't seen something as meticulously collected as this one. She wasn't a bad person, nor her sister, or wife, just three people in very, very unfortunate situations.

With a deep breath, you focus your attention back on the screen, there must be more communication interceptions.

Do-No-Evil

A hundred seperate codes flash across the screen at once; a lot of average station chatter, but you seem to notice one stands out from the others.

[INCOMING SECURE TRANSMISSION]

[LOADING.]
[LOADING..]
[LOADING...]

[COMPLETE.]

[Displaying Message.]

"Congratulations, you've solved the code; Agent Meyers. We'll be in touch with further instructions."

The terminal chimes as it's servo's whirr; it replays the transmissions prior to that communication.

[Decryption Key Accepted!]

[Congratulations Agent Meyers! Displaying Message.]

"I'll always love you Kicks even death wont separate us I'll wait for you to be whole again, even if it kills me."

The terminal flashes red as it replays tracking information from her implant, the last ping was three weeks ago; the radio chirped as a ERT Corporal started speaking.

"We're about twenty clicks out, everyone get ready."

Until The End Of Time

The plastinium airlock connected to the pod with a loud hiss; it slowly opened with a small chime, Do-No grabbed Kicks claw and slowly pulled her into the shuttle.

Kicks looked around the luxurious interior; decadent chairs pressed against luxurious walls, red curtains ordained plasma glass windows showing the splendor of space, black and red service cyborg standing in the corner playing music.

Kicks-The-Bucket: Oh my god- look at h-how nice this p-place is~!! Its as red-d as my sc-scales and so pret-tty!!

Do-No laughed silently, smiling to Kicks as Edward walked into the shuttle; sitting down on one of the seats as Kicks looked around the shuttles lobby.

Kicks-The-Bucket: How did you get such a beautiful ship to take us to Earth! And a borg too- it's so... It's perfect!!

The service cyborg walked over to Kicks; gently shaking a cocktail mixer and materializing a metamorphic glass from a interior department, gently putting it in her claws and pouring a fizzy drink.

Do-No-Evil: Only the best for you hun; I called in some favors to make sure it's the best trip ever.

Do-No smiled softly as Edward slowly leaned towards Do-No and whispered.

Edward Meyers: They're going to flood the room with Nocturine; get ready.

She nodded slowly, looking over at Kicks' awe struck eyes as she admired a painting of Earth.

Do-No-Evil: I love you, hun...

She quickly put her gas mask on; flicking the valve on her oxygen tank, a blue foam filled the room.

Kicks-The-Bucket: Luv yah t-..

Kicks hit the carpeted floor with a quiet thud; she started to snore loudly as the foam finally disappeared, Do-No and Edward pulled their gas masks down and looked at one another as the shuttle warped into FTL.

Do-No-Evil: I-.... Are we... Are we doing the right thing?..

Edward sighed and shrugged.

Edward Meyers: You're the one who said she's in there somewhere; if you think she is, I don't see an alternative.

Do-No slowly nodded, looking at Kicks.

Kicks slowly opened her eyes; yawning quietly, a large plasma glass window in-front of her, a giant valley covered in trees, a waterfall in the distance slowly pouring water down into a giant lake.

Mountains covered with snow; bugs buzzing around, birds flapping their wings and flying in the great blue sky.

She smiled widely as she looked outside; Do-No suddenly walking up next to her, grabbing her hand softly.

Kicks-The-Bucket: Oh my god- Do-No i-it's so beautiful!! I think I can even h-hear the b-bir-

She felt a sharp pain for a single second; and then she went entirely limp.

She tried to open her mouth to talk, to wiggle her claws, her tail; anything, but nothing happened.

Her eyes slowly widened as she could hear and feel a laser cut through flesh; Do-No squeezed her hand frowning as the burning pain spread down her body.

Do-No-Evil: I-.... I-I'm here h-hun... D-Don't worry...

The soft whirr of a medical borg floating behind her; a monitor beeping slowly measuring her heart rate, as robotic arms grabbed her flesh and slowly pulled it away, revealing a neural network carefully wired through her spine and brain.

Her breathing picked up as she felt a sharp stinging pain as every single wire was carefully tugged out of her, every single thread sending shocks of pain through her body.

Do-No put her claw on her cheek and looked into her eyes; desperately trying to soothe her as the AutoSurgeon continued it's work.

Thread upon thread slowly pulled out as the implant dazzled a brilliant blue; a loud whirring noise filled the room as the medical cyborg cut through Kicks bones, slowly pulling the implant off of her spine.

Tears slowly dripped down Kicks face as Do-No looked into her eyes.

Do-No-Evil: I-..... I-... I-It's o-okay... Its...

Kicks closed her eyes as a drill slowly whirred to life; the horrible sound of it making holes in her spine filled her mind as the medical cyborg's tweezers pulled threads from her bone marrow.

Do-No shook slightly as she wiped the tears from Kicks eyes; the implant clattering onto a plasteel tray, the wires slowly spooling back into the center of the implant.

In a second the AutoSurgeon pushes her skin back together, cauterizing it instantly with a sharp hiss; the medical cyborg injecting Kicks with a flurry of random chemicals before pulling a wheelchair over, gently putting it underneath her and unbuckling the restrains on her arms and sides, causing her to fall into the wheelchair.

A small Robin lands on the windowsill; it slowly tilts it's head and looks into Kicks teary eyes.

Kicks grunts quietly, unable to move or speak as tears fall from her eyes.

Do-No gently wipes the tears from her cheek, slowly wheeling her closer to the window and sitting down on the floor next to her, holding her hand tightly.
Do-No-Evil: "I-... I'm-.... I'm s-so s-sorry.... I-.... I-.... h-hope..."

Do-No sobs quietly, looking up with her eyes to stop the tears from falling.

Do-No-Evil: "I-... h-hope it-... it-s everything... y-... y-you... h-hoped it would-.. b-be.."

Memories filled Kicks mind; every single thing she'd done for the Syndicate as a sleeper agent returning to her, she continued to cry as she stared at the Robin.

The comforting sound of a fireplace crackling fills the room; snow slowly falling on the window as the sound of Do-No's boots crunch against the snow.

The wooden door opening and closing with a soft noise; she slowly walks into the living room, walking to the window slowly.

Do-No-Evil: H-Hey hun... I'm-... I'm back...

Kicks quietly grunts as tears slowly drip against her dress; Do-No gently rubs her head and wipes the tears from her eyes gently with her claw.

Do-No-Evil: It's.... It's okay h-hun.... It's-.... It's okay...

A deer jumps across the forest in front of them; gently stopping in it's place and turning it's head at them before bolting back into the woods.

Kicks whimpers at the sight of the deer; drool slowly dripping from her muzzle which Do-No quickly wipes up with a tiny cloth.

Do-No-Evil: D-Do you like those hun..?

She quietly says; looking into Kicks eyes who blinks once in response, her tears gently falling down onto Do-No's claws.

Do-No nods slowly, kissing her forehead before slowly walking backwards to a tiny kitchen; a pot gently boiling on a fire stove.

Do-No-Evil: We'll-... We'll go see them one day soon...

Kicks continues to stare out of the window as Do-No stirs the pot slowly; her eyes glued to a beautiful waterfall, as Do-No slowly ladles a tiny porcelain bowl full.

She gently puts a spoon into the bowl and walks over to Kicks again; sitting in a chair facing her from the side.

Do-No-Evil: Are you hungry hun...? It's-..

Kicks grunted in disapproval closing her eyes as tears pitifully fall against the wheelchair.

Do-No frowned while slowly raising the bowl to Kicks nose.

Do-No-Evil: It's-.... It's your f-favorite... It's apple cider stew...

Tears slowly dripped down Kicks face as she opened her eyes; their pupils shaky as drool slowly drips from her muzzle.

Do-No slowly scoops a spoonful of the stew out and gently blows on it before putting it in her muzzle; gently pressing it closed with her other claw allowing Kicks to slowly swallow it.

Do-No-Evil: B-Be careful hun...

Do-No gently wipes her muzzle with a cloth before preparing another spoonful of the stew; slowly blowing on it before putting it in her muzzle again.

Do-No slowly puts the spoon back into the now empty bowl; gently wiping the drool from Kicks agape muzzle before standing from the chair and walking into the kitchen.

Do-No sat next to Kicks, carefully wiping the tears from her eyes and drool from her muzzle as snow slowly landed on her winter jacket.

Do-No spoke in a hushed voice.

Do-No-Evil: Only a couple seconds hun.... It'll come, I promise...

Kicks quietly grunts, her eyes staring into the woods; the sound of leaves quietly crunching to the left of her fills her mind as a deer slowly walks into her vision.

Do-No opens her claw revealing a pile of corn; the deer slowly walks closer to them and eats from her claw, Kicks happily grunts, the tears slowly stopping.

Do-No-Evil: You have to be very very careful hun..

Do-No carefully grabs Kicks right claw and gently pours some of the corn into it; she carefully extends it for her, the deer gently eating it, hot air slowly billowing out of it's mouth against her claw.

The deer carefully put it's head against her claw; the soft fur flowing between the cracks in her fingers, it quietly whimpered, it's beady eyes staring into Kicks before it slowly pulled it's head bag and jumped away into the forest.

Kicks slowly stopped crying as she blinked four times, her eyes carefully scanning the horizon before landing on Do-No's face; she grunted happily as she smiled with her eyes.

Do-No-Evil: I-.... A-...Alfie?...

Kicks blinked once, staring deeply into Do-No's teary eyes who quickly kissed her gently.

Do-No-Evil: I'm-... I'm sorry I-... I should've-.... I should've helped you...

Kicks blinked twice as Do-No slowly pushed her back into the cabin; carefully picking her up from her wheelchair and putting her on a sofa, sitting next to her.

Do-No-Evil: I never should've shot him-..... We shouldn't have joined-.....

Kicks grunted in disapproval, blinking twice as Do-No squeezed her hand.

Do-No-Evil: I-..... I just want us to be happy again...

Kicks blinks once as Do-No slowly lays Kicks head on her shoulder; gently rubbing her claw.

Do-No-Evil: You're... You're all I need, you're all I've ever needed; I.... I love you more than anything..

Kicks blinked once as a tear slowly drops onto Do-No's dress; her eyes darting to a robin sitting on the windowsill, who stares deeply into her eyes before flying off.

Do-No slowly chops an apple; putting it in a bowl and mixing it before pouring it into a pie tin, gently sliding it into a ready oven.

She carefully opens the fridge, grabbing a jug of milk and slowly pouring two glasses before putting it back into the fridge.

She facepalms before opening the fridge again, grabbing a bowl of whipped cream and closing the fridge again.

She walks over to a record player and lowers it's arm; playing Just The Two Of Us while laughing slightly, Kicks grunting in approval as Do-No turns back to the kitchen.

Do-No-Evil: The pie should be ready soon hun; it's the same recipe you taught me, so don't worry.

She laughs as she takes two plates from the cupboards; gently placing them on the counter and scooping a dollop of whipped cream onto each plate.

Kicks eyes widened as she stared out of the window; her heart pounding in her chest as she saw the blue lights of pulse carbines glistening in the night, she desperately grunted and whimpered trying to get Do-No's attention.

Do-No slowly pulled the pie from the oven; the music playing loudly in her mind.

Do-No-Evil: Pies ready hun!

She said with a smile on her face, gently placing it on the counter; the sweet smell filling the cabin as she cut into it, placing two slices onto the awaiting plates.

She slowly turned around, the large smile on her face instantly disappearing; the blue suits of ERT officers meeting her gaze, the sharp sting of a tazer connecting with her back causing her to instantly collapse to the floor, shattering the two plates against the floor.

An officer slaps handcuffs onto her wrists as the sound of a pulse carbine firing ripples through the cabin; the dazzling blue lights hitting into Kicks paralyzed body.

Do-No could barely scream before she felt the cold polymer of the carbine connecting with her head; she fluttered in and out of conciseness, her last sight being a ERT Agent pushing a combat knife into Kicks chest.

cubicalleaf

This one, while not as gruesome, was somehow much worse. The thoughts of your loved ones suffering like that....the possibility of it makes you sick.

You reaches your hand in your pocket for a cigarette. It was a nasty habit you had picked up, but right now? You're just desperate for any form of relief, of control.

The lighter clinks open with a metallic sound. You take a long drag, and a look behind your shoulder. Paranoia, really.

You put the lighter back into your pocket before turning back to look at the monitor. Somehow, you have the feeling that you'll be doing that a lot today.

Do-No-Evil

Your paranoia gets the best of you, and you begin to scrub the on-sight camera feeds; you flick through countless channels until you hear a robotic voice speaking, you havitually stop to listen.

Chekhov's Gun

The sound of a tape recorder gently unwinding and clicking into action fills the speakers with a familiar hiss.

"My name," A robotic voice crackled through the recording.

"Is-..." You hear a faint clicking noise; and the voice continues unmodulated.

"My name, is-..." There's a long pause; only broken by the sound of a lighter turning on.

"What the fuck am I doing..." The voice quietly whispers, as the sound of ice clicking against a glass rings through the speakers.

Click.

The Video feed shutters to life, revealing a Yellow reptilian wearing a Central Command dress.

"It was my fault." She said, gently pulling the cigarette away from her muzzle, exhaling a cloud of smoke.

"High treason; a betrayal of the highest order." She nervously circled the top of her whiskey glass with her claw before taking another drag of the cigarette.

"They were all supposed to die." She quietly mumbled, slowly sipping the whiskey before putting it back onto the plasteel table.

Click.

The recorder paused; she tapped her claw against the table the sound echoing throughout the room, glancing at her waist before turning it back on.

"An MK58 is chambered in .35 auto; the projectile at close range could impact and cause heavy internal bleeding, ultimately leading to-..."

Click.

She tapped her claw against the table rhythmically before tapping the cigarette against an ashtray, carefully grabbing another one from the packet and lighting it.

Click.

"The mission was a failure; they-..."

Her large tail slowly coiled around her lap.

"The Syndicate Blood-Red, designed by the Gorlex and manufactured by CyberSun; Class IV composite armor plating, rated for sustained long rifle fire." She slowly takes a drag of the cigarette.

"NanoTrasen ERT is ordinarily armed with Pulse Carbines; but on special occasions, they're issued modified AKMS' codenamed "Annie", depending on the threat they can even be issued armor piercing ammu-..."

Click.

"You know all of this..." She quietly mumbles, rubbing her face with her claw.

"When I was a girl; my father would take me to security meetings at TerraGov, I think he hoped I'd pick up his habits." She slowly takes a drag of the cigarette, gently spinning the whiskey glass with her other claw.

"He always-... He always had this frame about him; he'd act nice, but you could tell inside he-..."

She paused; slowly sipping the glass of whiskey.

"The communication jammer blocked the signal; I switched the-..."

Click.

"It was me."

Click.

She slowly rose from the chair; walking to the airlock, her lace-up shoes clicking against the tiled floor ryhtmically.

The camera switched perspectives to the hallway; she emerged from the door and slowly walked down it to a clipboard, grabbing it and unscrewing the pen gently placed above it.

The camera switched to another perspective, you could barely make out her face; you could see her say "four, four, two, eight H sixteen P, fourteen N five E, fourteen N eight H."

You watched as she clicked a button on the side of her PDA; attaching the pen to it.

The camera cuts to black.

You feel something touch your shoulder; you shudder slightly, slowly looking at your shoulder to see a yellow claw placed on it.

Click.

"So... It's like that, then?" You quietly whisper, as your eyes slowly focus on the dark object pressed against the back of the chair.

ᵀʰᵘᵐᵖ

Drip

Drip

Drip

The cold fluid of the cloning pod surrounds you, "How did you get here?" the thought replayed in your mind as you fell to the sterile floor of the medical room, "Why can't I remember?" you slowly turn around and notice the pod.

cubicalleaf

"Why can't I remember?" You think as you step out of the pod, your feet on the frigid tiles.

It was probably nothing. Another failed negotiation? Or another failed attempt at curbing a station crisis? Well, what ever it was, you clearly didn't have the time to bluespace away to safety.

That is that, then. You open the locker to grab the Central Command uniform and a handheld radio. Better to leave your partner a message before they get worried sick. You dwell on how lucky you must be to still have your loved ones in this profession, just a second or so longer than you would normally. You continue with your day.

Do-No-Evil

This War Of Mine

"When I was a girl..."

Her claws rhythmically tapped against the table, a gentle clack against the glossy wood.

"The one good thing my father ever did for me was to make me read; in my vast studies I read a story, a story of eternity and a young boy."

Her glossy black eyes pierced deep into his soul, her gaze locked to his.

"I'd tell you the entire story, but-"

Her eyes dart to the two figures holding photonic saber's.

"I'd say we're a little strapped for time... So I want to tell you the ending, at least."

She paused, slowly looking back into his eyes as her face curled into a slight frown.

"In a lower land, there lay a diamond mountain, it is two miles high, and two miles wide; every hundred years, a little finch comes and sharpens it's beak on the mountain. When the entire mountain is gone, the first second of eternity will have passed."

She slowly pushed herself out of the chair, walking over to him, her boots thumping against the hardwood floor.

She hugged him, putting her head on his shoulder she quietly whispered.

"Please Spiff, I can't keep them away with bureaucracy anymore; I've tried so hard to give you the life you wanted..."

The chains of his handcuffs gently rattled against her dress, he opened his mouth slightly, whispering.

Spiff Spearson: "You-... You don't know what it's like. The people I've had to kill..."

She looked up into his eyes, frowning slightly.

"What is it you thought I did for the Syndicate, Spiff?..."

He stared into her eyes as a frown crept across his face.

Spiff Spearson: "And you never felt any guilt?"

His voice was cold.

Spiff Spearson: "Being used as a-... Generic weapon-.. A tool.."

"Guilt is all I've ever known, Spiff-... At least here I felt like I was making an actual difference.. Like I had a reason to keep going.."

He scoffed, coughing up a bit of blood onto her dress.

Spiff Spearson: "I'm just... So tired of it all-... This corpo war, being cloned beyond recognition... I don't even know if any of my memories are real.."

He paused for a second as blood gently dripped down his beard.

Spiff Spearson: "You've chosen your side.."

She grabbed a handkerchief from her dress pocket and gently wiped the blood away from his beard.

"I'm-... I'm so sorry.. I truly am..."

She tightened her claw into a fist, before gently relaxing it.

"I've fought so hard for you-... I've tried to give you the life you want but-... Even my word has its limits.."

He paused for a second, trying to collect his thoughts.

Spiff Spearson: "We gotta stop meeting like this-.. What's next, a oil platform in some backwater sector?..."

He let out a slight chuckle while looking down, his unkempt beards hair gently brushing against her dress.

"I-..."

She spoke softly in between quivering breaths.

"I-.. I want you to know that-.. You were the only person I'd consider a friend.. You helped her, so much more then you'll ever know-... And I-.."

She gently patted his back, slowly moving her claws back before ruffling in her dresses pocket for a second, pulling out a box of red interdyne herbals.

"An eternity is a long time alone.."

His eyes drift to the cigarette carton in her claws as she flicks it open; he looks back into her eyes nodding slightly.

She closes her eyes for a second, opening the pack and grabbing a cigarette from it before gently putting it in his mouth.

"I-.. I can-.."

She looks up towards the two guards holding their lit saber's, the violent roar of oxygen being lit ablaze filling her mind.

"Fast-... Or-... With a bang?.."

He inhales and exhales deeply; his eyes slowly turning to look out of the window into space.

Spiff Spearson: "Just get it over with. A fitting, abrupt end-.. I figured there was no other end to this cycle than this.."

She frowned slightly before nodding; gently grabbing a pen from her dress, the tip of it instantly flashing into a brilliant plasma flame which she presses against the tip of the cigarette.

"Never were one for theatrics were you.."

She said with a slight nervous chuckle, putting her head against his shoulder and looking out of the window with him.

"I'll never-... I'll never forget you, Spiff..."

He slowly inhaled the smoke before exhaling, his entire body felt warm, his muscles slowly relaxing.

Spiff Spearson: "I-... Never really had a option to forget-... Make them pay for me-.."

He could feel all of his worries wash away, as if a giant weight was lifted from his shoulders and he could finally breathe; the cold metal chains around his hands blurred into the background.

Spiff Spearson: "You know-... You'll probably be the only one to remember my existence-.. Don't-... Don't lead that fate to someone else."

She slowly nodded as she looked up to the ceiling; her claw gently moved to her photonic saber's hilt.

"Kicks will remember... Breaks and Mends will too-... I-... Wish you could've met them.."

His mind fills with the image of a vast field of golden wheat, the gentle breeze flowing through his hair as he stares into the vast expanse of the soft blue sky.

Spiff Spearson: "Please-... I-... I don't want to see it anymore...-"

"I know-.... It'll-... I-... Rest easy buddy..."

Her claw tightly wraps around the hilt of her saber, her claws digging deep into her scales as she draws it; the saber flickering to life with a sharp hiss as the air around the blade ignites.

A small smile gently spreads across his face as he closes his eyes, his heart slowly stopping; in a single swift motion she raised the saber and severed his head from his body, his body instantly fell forwards landing against her chest.

Blood dripped from her claw as she stared at the wall, the crackle of the saber repeating in her mind as she looked at his body; his dog tags reflecting her gaze.

She sheathed her saber and crouched down next to the body; leaning forwards and grabbing the dog tags before whispering.

"--- ---- ---- ---"

"Vector Confirmed, Collision In 3 Seconds."

"Collision in 2 Seconds."

"Collision in 1 Second."

"ALERT LEVEL: GAMMA, FOLLOW YOUR NEAREST DEPARTMENTAL HEAD TO AN ASSIGNED PANIC BUNKER, MILITARY PERSONNEL ARE FREE TO OPEN CARRY ANY WEAPONS."

The station shook with every deafining shot of flak filling space, the exterior turrets desperately trying to consolidate the lost distance as the Drop Pod grew closer and closer.

Debris filled the void around the station as the Drop Pod fired it's breaching laser into the stations walls.

The hull of the Drop Pod crashed into the stations walls; the vacuum of space instantly pulled everything not bolted down into the void of space as the exit ramp slammed open, lime green lights poured out of the pod as flashbangs detonated down the halls.

The airlocks slammed shut with a loud pneumatic hiss as the swarm of figures piled into the hallway; their hardsuits magboots locking them to the floor as they formed breaching lines on both ends of the hall.

"YOU GOD DAMN MOTHERFUCKERS!!! DO YOU KNOW WHAT FUCKING STATION YOU'RE ON!!"

The marine yelled, aiming his Lecter at the airlock doors while he held onto the shoulder of another marine; both slowly walking backwards to the bend of the hall.

The figure at the door pressed a block of C4 against the airlock before turning his hand upside down into a thumbs down; he crouched slightly backwards in line with the rest of the breach squad as he triggered the detonator.

The airlock toar open with a sharp hiss as all of the oxygen got vented through the hole; the marines magboots locked into place as they squeezed the trigger on their lecters, the deafening roar of gunfire filled the hall until it went completely silent.

The breaching squad ran through the door at a blistering pace; their shoulder mounted weapon system instantly locked onto the head of the marines before turning them into a fine mist of blood and viscera.

"SO-1 Alpha Check."

The radio hissed in response.

"Alpha Check affirm, continue West by East 34.8 meters to Target; unclear if Target is Cold."

"Affirm."

The radio clicked off as the squad ran down the hall; stopping before a bend.

"GABBE; sitrep."

The hallway roared with gunfire as lecters tore into the hard steel of the walls; flashbangs bounced against the floor followed by smoke grenades as their thermal lenses clicked into life.

GABBE: "We've got a champagne ahead; Cobalts going to blow through, Me and Dash are gonna' engage."

His hardsuit pounded against the stations floor as he ran straight through the smoke; every marine opened fire into his elaborate red and gold hardsuit as he skirted around the corner and kept running, barely flinching with every roar of gunfire into his hardsuit.

Click.

The C-20r's bolt slammed forwards as they opened fire through the smoke, pelting each marine with bullets aimed directly at their heads with surgical precision.

"Affirm, breach as you go so the target doesn't have a double back."

GABBE: "Affirm Bouncer."

He signaled to the munitions expert who placed C4 against every closed airlock; blasting them open, the bodies and bullet casings instantly flying into the void of space.

Bouncer put his arm out to his side before turning on his thermal lenses; the walls boiled red as he saw figures laying in wait behind them.

He lifted his hand and pointed to each spot before drawing a condensed laser pistols from his magnetic mounting point; he placed it in line with the first target and fired a condensed blast through the wall, the steel melted with a sharp hiss as the first figure collapsed and air poured through the open hole.

One of the breaching squad's member ran to the hole, pulling the pin on a syndicate minibomb before throwing it into the hole, the explosion rocked the station as they continued towards the Target.

Cobalt: "Bouncer."

Bouncer: "Bouncer is Winchester on explosives; follow brevity."

Cobalt: "Bouncer; I've located an unknown target."

He stood staring through the reinforced plasma windows; the giant artillery piece piercing through the stations wall, massive shells laid in neat stacks next to its large firing chamber.

Bouncer: "Authenticate and identify target."

Cobalt: "Whiskey, Echo, Whiskey, Lima, Alpha, Delta; It appears to be a large scale weapons platform, looks like artillery. I see bluespace crystals."

Bouncer stopped dead in his tracks as Lecter shots pitifully plinked against his hardsuits reinforced armor, the shoulder mounted weapon system targeting and evaporating the marines.

Bouncer: "Say again?"

Cobalt: "You heard."

Bouncer turned his head down the hall looking at the bodies of the dead marines; their jumpsuits embroidered with a "NT".

Bouncer: "I'll push that to Hotel Charlie-.. Reset, kill the noise."

Cobalt slowly turned his head away from the massive cannon, continuing down the hall; followed by GABBE and Dash.

Dash turned to look at the cannon while they ran past; their eyes locked onto a blueprint inlayed on the wall, "Project Gungnir; Rapid Launch Bluespace Firing Platform" was etched across the top.

Bouncer pointed to a reinforced metal inlay wall; the munitions expert walked over and planted three charges of C4 against it before giving a thumbs up, he primed a flashbangs and a smoke grenade in both hands before the wall exploded.

He tossed the flashbang and smoke grenade into the room; both of them detonating at the same time as he sprinted inside, instantly grabbing onto the targets jumpsuit and injecting him with a pen before locking a hardsuit around him.

Bouncer: "SO-1,Target secured."

"Affirm, cleared hot; clean up and you're clear to bingo."

The airlock doors screeched open as Bouncer threw an ID at them; the breaching squad unloaded their C-20r's into the room as he carried the Target down the destroyed hallways until he got back to the Drop Pod.

The once constant sound of gunfire slowly came to a halt; every check in slowly stopping until the Stations Alert Level locked back to Green.

The breaching squad's slowly piled back into the drop pod; the ramp shuddering closed with a pneumatic hiss as the thrusters burned and warped them out.

Bouncer clicked the side of his hardsuits helmet, it slowly retracted into itself as he looked towards the Target; walking over and unlocking his hardsuit before placing him in handcuffs.

The Drop Pods holopad flickered to life, and in the Center stood a smaller lizard wearing a regal flowing dress with large combat boots and a enate saber at her side.

"Spiff Spearson; your contract has been terminated, you've failed your objectives, and attempted escape countless times - your running ends now."

Bouncer walks over to him with a grin on his face, his hardsuits combat gloves glowed a deep red as he curled his hand into a fist.

Bouncer: "You ran for a long time Juliet, you fuckin' traitor."

He said harshly, before punching him across the face; the weight of the hardsuits gloves fracturing bones as it connected to his chin.

Bouncer: "You did a real good job killing all your best friends; how'd it feel to kill everyone you knew and loved, everyone who cared for you-.. And even then, after killing them all, you still fucking failed."

He laughs, clapping his hands; the loud thump of the gloves connecting echoing in the drop pod.

Bouncer: "You're lucky I can't kill you where you stand; you're lucky she's still protecting you pretty boy, you failed all of us like you always do."

Dash slowly stood from the Drop Pods seat; Cobalt grabbed onto their side and gently pushed them back down.

Cobalt: "Don't do it Dash."

Bouncer said, spitting on his bleeding face before kicking him in the stomach; it felt like a pioneer just drove into him at top speed, the loud crack of a rib breaking bounced through the Drop Pod before it screeched to a stop, finally docking with High Command.

Blood dripped from his mouth as he tried to shake his head; Bouncer grabbing onto it and pulling it up so he can view the lobby.

Bouncer: "Remember this place Juliet? You're lucky, usually failures like you don't have the chance to see it more than once."

Bouncer dropped him onto the cold marble floor; his blood pooling around his face as Bouncer crouched down to him.

Bouncer: "This is it, breathe it all in; no more running, we've caught up. End of the line."

Bouncer chuckled as he walked through the lobby, patting Cobalts back as they both walked to the dorms followed by the rest of the breaching squad.

Dash gently walked out of the Drop Pod towards Spiff and picked him up carefully, carrying him to the bathroom.

Dash: "I'm sorry, Juliet."

They said softly, while wetting a hand cloth; gently rubbing the blood from Spiff's face.

Dash: "You did your best-... And you were a good person.. No one deserves to die without dignity, or while looking like that-..."

He sputtered up a bit of blood while slowly looking up at Dash with his eyes.

Spiff Spearson: "Please-... Don't-... Call me that..."

Dash frowns for a second before clicking off their hardsuits helmet.

Dash: "I'm sorry..."

Spiff let his head drop back down onto the bathroom counter; it pounded in waves of pain from the beating.

Spiff Spearson: "Dash-... Right..? How'd you-... Get that name..?"

They looked down at him while gently rubbing the hand cloth against his face.

Dash: "I-... I like to think it's because-... Of my quick witt but-.."

They look down at their hands, Spiff's blood gently glistening against their gloves as they continue to wipe his face clean.

Dash: "They just-... Shorten it to Dumb As Shit.."

Spiff inhaled sharply before scoffing.

Spiff Spearson: "Figures...."

They gently folded the hand cloth and put it in the counter before walking to the cigarette machine; their hardsuits weight pounding against the floor with a loud thud as they ejected a carton of black Interdyne Herbals and walked back over, gently offering a cigarette to him.

He shakes his head no while looking at the carton.

Spiff Spearson: "I don't smoke-.. But people always seem to offer in dire circumstances-... I won't need it..."

He looks down for a second, mumbling to himself.

Spiff Spearson: "I'll find a way-... I always do..."

They gently remove a cigarette from the package and place it in their own mouth while looking at him.

Dash: "Hey Spiff-..... How'd you-... End up being bought before her?.."

He tilts his head slightly while looking back up at Dash.

Spiff Spearson: "H-Her..?"

They slowly dragged from the cigarette before pressing it out against their hardsuits, looking down at him with a frown.

Dash: "Do you-... Her, the High Commander; the big wig-... Do-No-Evil..."

A grin creeps across his face as his shoulders relax slightly.

Spiff Spearson: "Sounds to me like I'm in good hands then.."

They gently shake their head while quietly mumbling to themself; before gently opening a locker and grabbing a syndicate jumpsuit.

Dash: "I'd leave the room for you to change but-... Even my good will has its limits.. There's not much time left now-..."

They gently put it on the bathroom counter.

He nodded slightly as they changed his blood covered jumpsuit for the Syndicate one; they frowned slightly before gently leading him to the elaborate board room, Bouncer and Cobalt stood with their Photonic Saber's drawn.

Descent Protocol Engaged.

Fire covered the ship as it descended through the atmosphere; the planet raged with black smoke and bubbling lava.

"Kicks are-.... You sure you want me to come? What if-.."

She slapped her cheek while laughing quietly.

Kicks-The-Bucket: "Of c-cou-course I w-want you to s-see.... It-It'll b-be fine, they-they'll lo-love you hun.."

Kicks looked out of the shuttles window; smiling warmly at the sight as it got closer and closer.

Do-No-Evil: "I-... I hope so.."

Approaching Landing Zone, Landing Thrusters Engaged.

The thrusters clicked into action as they touched down; the shuttle gently landing, ash swirled as they disengaged.

Do-No stared through the shuttle window while putting on a Syndicate gas mask and a environmental protective hardsuit; the red visor reflecting off of the plastitanium walls.

Kicks walked over to her and rubbed her shoulder before placing her claw against the shuttle open button.

Kicks-The-Bucket: "Y-You need s-so much to b-be-be able to d-do what I can do with n-nothing."

Kicks chuckled and stuck her tongue out while Do-No crossed her arms and sighed jokingly; the shuttle door hissed open as ash swirled in a circle around the tiny fans.

Do-No-Evil: "Just means I have a bigger lungs"

Do-No laughed quietly before carefully stepping onto the black rock floor; the ground rumbling as lava flowed all around them.

Kicks walked out nonchalantly; looking around the lava filled landscape before pointing to a small cavern entrance.

They both walked towards it; Do-No carefully sticking to solid ground as Kicks haphazardly jumped between rocks floating in lava.

Do-No-Evil: "Really wish you... Wouldn't do that..."

Do-No mumbled to herself, causing Kicks to laugh for a second before jumping back onto the solid ground; they entered the cave, and Kicks put her claw against the wall, gently dragging her nails into the brittle stone.

Kicks-The-Bucket: "It-It'll be to the-... L-Left."

Kicks smiled as she eagerly ran down the cave; leaving Do-No behind who slowly walked to catch up, carefully examining the surroundings.

Do-No stared at the claw marks on the caverns wall; she could count hundreds of individual scratch lines, she turned her head to look at the beautiful bluespace crystals, glimmering in the stones.

Do-No-Evil: "It's so pretty..."

Do-No mumbled to herself, still trying to catch up to Kicks; she looked down to the floor and noticed boot marks in the ash.

Do-No-Evil: "But they don't..."

Do-No reached to her side and pulled her saber from her sheath; she reached her other claw into her holster and pulled out her laser pistols, the marble finish flashing with brilliant blues and oranges from the crystals and lava.

Do-No-Evil: "KICKS!! SOMETHING'S WRONG HERE!!"

Do-No ran down the cave, carefully following the claw marks before kicking herself to a stop; a giant stone gate laid in front of her, she raised her laser pistol to chest height as she crouched down and entered the tunnel.

Kicks-The-Bucket: "Where-... What happ-... W-What happened h-here..."

Do-No rounded the corner; the stench of dead bodies filled the air as she saw Kicks standing over a dead shaft miner.

Do-No raised from her crouched position and walked over to Kicks; carefully looking around the room at the intricately carved walls, a large circular door lay in the far corner.

Do-No-Evil: "We're not the only-..."

In a single second Kicks drew her knife and turned around, pressing it against Do-No's throat.

Do-No-Evil: "It's me!"

Do-No said, frowning slightly; Kicks stared into her eyes with a shocked expression as she shakily pulled the knife back, stowing it in her pocket.

Kicks-The-Bucket: "I-... I'm s-sorry..."

Kicks looked around the room; spears lay against the carved stone walls, three lay embedded in the blood stained floor.

Kicks-The-Bucket: "The-... The t-.."

Kicks broke into a sprint towards the large circular door; she slid it open and ran inside the room before stopping and falling to her knees.

Do-No entered the room with her laser pistol drawn; her eyes instantly locking onto the giant tendril, she gulped silently.

Kicks looked around the room, her eyes locking onto two large eggs in the corner.

Kicks-The-Bucket: "Do-.... Do-No It-... It had e-eggs..."

Do-No slowly looked at the large eggs; they gently rattled as two figures floated in the center of them.

Kicks frantically crawled to the eggs and held onto them; her head gently rested against the side.

Kicks-The-Bucket: "W-We n-need to... T-Take th-them..."

Do-No carefully walked around the tendril; still glancing at it as she got to the eggs, she gently put her saber back into its sheath before grabbing her satchel of holding and opening it, the egg shook slightly as Kicks gently lowered it into the satchel causing it to instantly disappear.

Do-No's ears perked as Kicks grabbed the second egg and started to lower it, she frantically reached into the satchel and grabbed three orange pens which she slid into her environmental suits pockets.

Kicks lowered the egg into the satchel as Do-No drew the saber from its sheath; she clicked it on, the raging sound of air burning filled the room.

Do-No-Evil: "Someone's here..."

Kicks smiled slightly and stood up.

Kicks-The-Bucket: "It's probably my-... F-Family..."

Kicks walked towards the entrance to the room nonchalantly; a smile filling her face.

Kicks-The-Bucket: "S-Sis i-it's me!!"

Kicks peaked her head around the corner; orange lights filled the room as a large figure walked inside, heavy pneumatic steps crunched against the stone floor.

Kicks' eyes went wide as she saw the corner of the figures suit; a large ring circled it's head, she ducked her head back into the room breathing heavily.

Do-No stared at her terror stricken face; she raised her laser pistol and closed her environmental hardsuits helmet, the sizzle of her photonic saber rising as she raised it to a defensive stance, her laser pistol sat aside it.

Do-No-Evil: "How many."

Kicks looked at Do-No; her eyes wide.

Kicks-The-Bucket: "I-... I do-don't know.."

Do-No nodded; she turned her head to the left and ran across the door to the other side of the room, she counted four figures.

Do-No-Evil: "Four."

Tick.

A metal cylinder bounced into the room; Do-No ran towards it and kicked it out, the outside room shuttered as shrapnel filled the air.

Kicks shook her head and reached into her backpack; pulling out a C-20r, slamming it's bolt into action.

Do-No ran out of the room, firing her laser pistol four times into one of the figures; their vitals barely flickering as they returned fire with protokinetic accelerators, the round tore a hole straight through her suit as she barreled towards them.

Kicks turned around the corner; unloading an entire mag into the carnage, rounds plinked off of their hardsuits.

One of the figures threw their protokinetic accelerator to the floor; widening their stance before charging towards Do-No with their arms out.

Do-No instantly slashed with her saber, the hot plasma instantly slashing the figures arms off.

Do-No-Evil: "NOT USED TO THAT ARE WE!?"

The figure reared in pain, stumbling backwards and falling down; the other three all instantly threw their protokinetic accelerators and grabbed enforcers from their backs, unloading shell after shell at Do-No.

Do-No flicker her saber, trying desperately to block as many rounds as possible; bullets piercing her stomach as they continue their onslaught.

Kicks ran to the Satchel of Holding, fumbling around inside until she pulled out a Burner Heavy Rifle; she clicked it's bolt into place and ran to the doorway.

Do-No dropped her laser pistol; her arm almost detached from her body as blood dripped from multiple wounds, chunks of her flesh lay on the floor.

She slowly fumbled in her pocket as she collapsed, pulling out a orange pen as they finally started to reload; she stabbed it into her thigh as Kicks fired into the crowd.

Click.

BOOM

The room shook as each explosive round connected; the ash blocking out the sight as Kicks reloaded and shot round after round into the room.

Do-No slowly stood up as the ichor spread through her body; every explosive shot pushing her to her knees.

Do-No-Evil: "KICKS!!!! STOP!!!!"

Kicks squeezed the trigger again, and again, until it clicked; she reloaded another mag.

Click.

The ash slowly settled to the floor; Do-No slowly pushed herself up, and looked at the bodies of the figures.

One began to move slightly, causing Do-No to walk over and slice it's head off with her saber.

Kicks stood squeezing the trigger of the rifle while shaking; Do-No slowly limped over while injecting herself with another orange pen, she sheathed her saber and grabbed the burner from Kicks shaking claws.

Do-No-Evil: "It-... I-It's o-okay..."

Kicks stared into her eyes as tears gently dripped down her cheek; Do-No dropped the Burner and put her claw on her cheek, gently wiping away the tears.

Do-No-Evil: "We-... N-Need to g-go..."

Do-No fell forwards into Kicks' arms; she looked down at Do-No, her blood covering her jumpsuit, Kicks grabbed onto her and dragged her to the satchel of holding, putting it on before dragging her slowly back to the shuttle.