UPDATE: Changed the intro to the chapter so it a bit more of a fluent transition from Chapter 1

Ok, Chapter 2 here we go. Also, if the vindertech level up stuff is weird in this... I tried ok.

Another mission successful. All survivors were extracted and Banshee didn't take a single major injury. The commander took off his headset and sighed, Ray decided to speak up. "Great work as usual commander!" He looked at her and gave a thumbs up. "I'm going to check on Pop and Lok." She then flew out the room. The commander got up and walked the way Ray went, passing the room the see-bots were stored in.

"Ow. My eye." The commander sighed, one of the see-bots had unmuted itself... Perfect. He didn't hate the see-bots, hell he thought of them as friends, but the room where Ray stores them in was cluttered with chatter such as "Send me out, there is plenty to see!" and "There is nothing new to see here." He would send them out but the husks made that complicated at best.

He wandered in and the bot looked at him. The commander looked back, he had a lower face mask on. "I see something different about you. Something of torment." The commander moved closer to it, he didn't want to... "You worry for your friends. Old and new." Didn't want to deal with this broken... "You fear the Rift curse." The commander had open its chest and muted it.

He stood there for a second. He did fear the Rift curse, Pop tried to kill him twice while under its influence. He didn't want that happening again. Ever. He closed the chest of the bot and walked out. He wandered to the observatory and looked at the comet. It was fragmenting... Shit. He turned around and walked back out. He didn't know where it would hit but hoped it was no-where of importance.

He walked to the Vindertech store floor and grabbed a ruler sword, thanks to Banshee there was 1000 "storm tickets" ready to use for a neon llama. After getting the tickets sorted the llama swung down. "Look. I'm a llama, not a dragon." The commander shrugged and swung. The loot cards and schematics fell out the llamas body but the one thing that caught his eye was a neon sword schematic? Oh hell yes. He picked up the schematic and rushed it to the R&D team. They were weirded out with the commanders enthusiasm but improved the design and made two. One for banshee on her missions and one for the commander.

"First of all that looks awesome, second of all can I have a word commander?" He turned and saw Ray with her clip board. He motioned to her to follow him. He walked to the training room and placed the neon sword next to the wall as he turned to Ray. "Ok so maybe the Trojan bunny worked well but what if we made an ATLAS version to trick the husks?" The commander didn't want to offend Ray so he shook his head, too much effort for about 15-20 killed husks.

"Alright then, ill still think of something to fight the storm with. Ya hear me storm!" The commander chuckles again. Ray's personality was funny but the downside she was thinking of... strange ways to fight the storm. He couldn't blame her. "Well, I'll let you know if anything appears as strange on the radar." then she zoomed off.

The commander tried swinging the sword but it was heavier than a ruler sword by far. He almost falls but regains his standing and ties again. He does this for about 30 minutes then decides to take a break. He stores the sword in the training room with a little note. As he roams the halls he hears something i the party room. A track? He pokes his head in and sees pop on the DJ controls.

He figured it was easy for pop to get the hang of it, with him being a floating bot with an AI. He looked and saw that Pop was playing a track the commander was familiar with. No. it couldn't be... Drop pop candy? The commander was about to laugh but was impressed with how good Pop was. Then again he could just be connected to a speaker but it still looked impressive. Pop looked around the room and noticed the commander peaking through the door and stopped. He flew to him and made an embarrassed beep.

The commander gave a thumbs to to say it was good. Pop looked up and beeped positively this time. He motioned to the stage and the commander shrugged, he had time. He walked up to the stage and pop got back to the DJ set. The commander saw pop look at the DJ set and the mic. He beeped at the commander and pointed to the mic, the Commander gave a eh sign with is hand and pop kept looking at him. He knew what Pop wanted him to do, guess it was only fair. He stood walked up to the mic and mustered up to say the words "Which song?" Pop looked a bit shocked, the commander sounded young despite him being 21. Pop gestured to the commander suggesting his choice. "...Hampden Parks?" Pop did a thumbs up as The commander prepared to something he almost hated

Sing.

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