Most soldiers have a difficult time adjusting to a normal life and some soldiers can never go back to living a normal life. It just so happens that I am one of those unlucky soldiers. I tried to live a typical lifestyle and let's just say the nightmares makes it extremely difficult to live a normal life. All the innocent people I had killed in the past came back to me in those horrible nightmares and cause me to feel guilty. I know it wasn't my fault that I was lied to, used, and manipulated, but it still doesn't justify what I had done. I had killed those soldiers with my own two hands and now karma's coming back to get me. Upsilon has been trying to help me with my nightmare problem and he had found a solution. The solution was to stay a soldier, so basically I have to put my life on the line until the day I die. It's not as bad as it seems, I did choose this life before and I knew the consequences of my choice.

"Ten, do you read me?" A familiar voice asked on the radio.

"I read you Tex. What's wrong?" I asked as I finished my last set of push ups.

"I need you to help me defeat the Meta." Tex said and my body completely stopped as she vocalized Meta.

"You mean Agent Maine?" I asked already knowing the answer to the question. I started to continue the unfinished set of push ups.

"Yes. Are you in?" She questioned.

"You already know the answer." I said to her.

"I knew I could count on you." She said over the radio.

"I know I'm awesome. Now where do you want me to meet you and what supplies do I need?" I asked her.

"I'll come to you and get everything you have. Do you still have Upsilon?" She said.

"Yes, I do and I'll be extremely careful when fighting the Meta." I said reassuring her that I can handle Agent Maine as I did years ago. He's now known as the Meta, the AI the Director had implanted in his mind had took over his body and has been trying to take all the AI's to become 'human.'

"Okay, but keep your distance from him." She said.

"You know I can take care of myself and remember when you come here watch your back." I said reminding her how dangerous it was to come in the facility I was in. I capture it a few years back and I couldn't disable the security system because I don't have the 'authority' to, but I'm on it.

"You too." She replied calmly as she ended our conversation.

I went to the kitchen and open up a bag of beef jerky. Then, I went to the computers and tried to override the systems, but with no luck. I had only gained access of a few files from Project Freelancer that Connie (used to my teammate when she was alive) was unable to get a hold of. The files that I had accessed are all information on some of my... old associates, but nothing useful to help me find the Director.

The Director told us that we were the good guys, but in the end that was all a lie. Project Freelancer were the bad guys, they broke major laws and not laws that people slap you on the back for. Most of the agents as I heard were killed by the Meta or by an 'unfortunate' accident. From what I learned from Project Freelancer nothing is an accident. From what I heard Agent North,Carolina, CT or Connie, Florida, Georgia, and Minnesota are all dead. I guess I could count Agent Maine as-well since Sigma (his AI) took over his body.

I typed in some more computer codes and suddenly the file I was currently trying to gain access opened. I smirked as I looked through the series of codes and found one code that shouldn't be there.

Function updatesecuritycarmera(){

if(

(onsight)

commandactivation{systemsetup}

var i = 1

while (i10){

Commandactivation{voiceactivation}

The last one command is unnecessary and optional. Why would someone waste their time to program an unneeded command. Weren't they sure that the first command would work or was it just a backup command in case someone hack it like I did? The only problem with this is that the commands were too close to each other. No fool will put two commands that are similar this close to each other. I mean at least put it like 20 or more commands and programmings away.

"Alright, let's just change voice activation and to password." I programmed and removed unimportant programmings from the system. I wonder how come no one got into this facility before. The facility has major drawbacks in the system that were easy to hack through all you need to do is find it's weak spot. The only defect to that plan is the system, it's full of unimportant and insignificant programs just to bore out a hacker. Luckily I had all the time in the world to change a few of the systems software, but I can't find the door activation programs. The door opens with authorized voice and even if I did have a recording of the people who are authorized to come in here, it wouldn't work. It has to be precisely the person's voice and a recorder changes the sound a tiny bit and the system won't accept it.

"Tex, I think I have a way to safely get out of the facility without it blowing up." I said over the radio still changing the awful programming.

"Really? How?" She asked with confusion and curiosity.

"I just hacked into the system and luckily found a safe way in and out of the facility." I explained. "If I program the system right then I could let you or me come in and out without using the authorized voice."

"Excellent work, Ten. Where do you want me to meet outside or do I come in or what?" She asked knowing that I'm not completely done programming the system.

"I'll meet you outside. I know the place from in and out with a little reprogramming I could get outside." I said to her almost finish with my handiwork. "How far are you from the facility?"

"A few minutes away why?" Tex asked.

"I'll be waiting for you. Don't make me wait." I said teasingly.

"Don't make me laugh." Tex said over the radio, "See you soon."

"Roger that." I said getting out of the chair and pressed enter.

I began to walk towards the air vents and climbed in. I felt fresh air blow on my face as I crawled towards the exit. I kicked the vent's screen open and when the sunlight hit my eyes, I immediately closed them. I had forgotten how long I stayed in the facility never getting to feel the sun on my armor. It was just luck that I had made it in without triggering an alarm back then. I climbed out of the air vent and I heard someone coming towards me.

Suddenly, I see a gloved hand near my face. I smirked as I knew who it was, "Nice to see you Tex. How long has it been? One? Two years?"

"Four. It's been four years." Tex said to me.

"I was close enough. So, are we going to go or stand around here all day." I asked watching her. Her armor was still the same, but the color was a little bit faded from what I remember.

"Yeah... It's just good to see you again. I mean most of the team are dead. It's just you, me, Wash and Maine, but Maine doesn't count." She said probably staring at me behind her armor.

"It shouldn't have been this way. He shouldn't have went down the way he did because of the Director." I said looking on the ground that I missed so much. Six months in the facility and I had gotten tired of staring at the titles on the floor.

"I know. I miss him too." Tex said. In Project Freelancer, Tex just pushed away the others. When she heard I had lost my best friend and she began to act nicer to me, more than that others.

"We can't grieve. It's part of our job, lots of people die everyday." I said staring at her helmet visor.

"You mean your friends? What were their names? Mark, Dale and Raula right?" Tex asked.

"Yeah... When I was in there. I had a lot of time to think to myself. About all my mistakes, all my decisions and about... them." I said to her. "I used to think why them? Why did they have to die? Then the answer came to me one day."

"And that is?" Tex asked.

"Tex... you know you when you're in a flower garden, which flowers do you pick?" I asked.

"The most beautiful ones." She answered back.

"That's the answer. They lived their lives to the fullest each and every day. It was just their time go." I said to her before grabbing my stuff from the vent. "Let's go."