0600 hours, EST – July 10, 2134 – Arin's Home in D.C.

Knock knock!

Jet wakes up from under his bio-sheets early in the morning. He groans. "Coming… I'm coming- Whoa!" He falls out of his bed with a loud bang. The door is knocked on again. "I'm coming!" He gets up, and ties on a bathrobe.

In the entrance hall, he goes to open the door. "Who is it- AH!!!" A hand appears, and punches him in his chest. He flies back. A shoe reaches in and sends him down the hall. He slams into a wall, and a picture falls onto his head. A dark shape looms above him. A blaster, glowing like a pair of cat's eyes in the dark corridor, is pointed at him.

"What kind of man wears his girlfriend's bathrobe?" A cold female voice rings out of nowhere. It's true; He's wearing a pink, fluffy robe.

"A man who was woken up at about six in the morning. Hello, Sarah."

A hand pulls him up, and the auto light comes on. A small robot comes over and puts the picture back in its place. The two agents walk over to the living room. "It's been a while, hasn't it, Arin?" She takes off her hood, revealing a lot of blonde hair.

"Yes, three years. I'll never forget that battle with the Spanish rebels… Anyhow, how're you doing?"

"Fine, fine… You?"

"Peachy. Did Reybanski send you?" Jet skeptically asks.

Sarah rolls her eyes. "What do you think?"

" I think you should be quiet now, Evans." The TV blinks on, and a picture of Reybanski takes the blank screen's place.

Jet faces the TV. "Reybanski, I thought I said I didn't want any more taps in my house."

"You need to be briefed immediately, Jet. There's no need for you to come to the office today." He pushes a small button on his desk. A holographic image of a building is broadcasted from the TV screen. "This is the Artificial Intelligence Manufacture building, or AIM for short. It has a long, sloping roof, six floors, a walled parking lot, and a manufacturing plant in the basement. Each floor has many guards, and, put together, Suhad has an army of about 200 men there with him."

Jet smiles. "Really? I though it might be difficult."

"Oh, it will be. Even for you two," Reybanski states.

"They have four snipers on the roof, two with night-vision spectral units, two thermal turrets in the middle, and their landing craft, which obviously has men in it."

"Piece of cake," Jet boasts.

"This won't be like other missions, Jet. One alarm, and this mission's over. We can't afford putting any of my robots that protect the president and other things failing at a time like this. Get it?"

"Got it."

"Good. Your ride will be there at 1800 sharp." He disappears from the screen, the hologram with him.

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1800 hours, EST – July 10, 2134 – Helipad in a forest near D.C.

Sounds that could rival that of thunder pour over a meadow as two black clothed figures run out of the forest into an open field. A door out of midair opens, revealing an invisible helicopter. The two figures roll into the bay, and the door shuts. The helicopter takes off.

Inside the helicopter, the figures take off their helmets. They are Arin and Sarah. "Looks like we've got clear weather ahead, so I'm gonna have to let you guys off extra high," the pilot yells back.

"Don't worry: I think I can handle it," Sarah screams back. "Although I'm not sure about Arin here…"

"Shut up," he snaps, putting on his COM. "I'll be fine, Ed. Don't worry."

"Okay, Mr. Indestructible." The chopper flies high into the sky, above glowing lights in the city.

1821 Hours, EST – July 10, 2134 – Above the roof of the AIM Building

On the slanted rooftop, four guards in cloaked clothing stand at each corner. A giant flying craft sits in the center, camouflaged by the darkened lights, and two turrets sit in front of a small shed-like building, leading into the main building itself.

The door, about a thousand feet up, opens, and the two agents jump out. Their parachutes rip open, and Arin floats quickly down to the rooftop. He sends two Ring-Air rounds towards the first two snipers, which knock them out quickly. "Alright, Sarah. All yours."

Two glowing plasma bolts ricochet across the roof, crumpling the other two guards. Sarah lands quietly, and rolls away from the edge. "That was easy."

"Too much so. Hold on, I'm going for the turrets." Arin scratches on a large heat flare, which sends off scathing heat signatures. As soon as it hits the floor, the turrets fire off multiple rounds.

"Okay, let's go." Arin says. As they begin to move towards the door, it slams open, revealing a large man with an auto-blaster. "Quiet! Just one moment…"

"What is going on out here?" The man gets on his knees and fiddle around in a box. He whispers something into a communicator. "The boss will kill me for this, but…" The turrets stop rotating.

By now, Sarah has made her way around the back of the shed. She has climbed on top of it, and shut down the light. The guard turns around. "What was that?"

"Just me." Arin gives his answer and puts the man in an excellent sleeper hold, and the man goes limp in his arms. Arin rolls him onto the ground silently. "All right, Sarah," she jumps down. "Let's go-"

Suddenly, a bolt of plasma screeches across the hoverway, and lands at Arin's feet. He puts up a hover shield that blocks the other few shots. "Reybanski! We have a sniper on the roof! I repeat, we have a sniper shooting at us!"

The answer comes with static over the COM. "Jet, you… get in the… You have…alarm anyone…Get rid…now!"

Arin looks at Sarah, who nods. "I guess that means we do it our way!" Arin peeks around the hover shield, and throws on his thermal vision goggles. "I don't see anything… There! Movement in the church across the hoverway!"

As if a signal, a jetpack roars on from the other side, and the sniper, in fiery streaks, flies across the hoverway.

Arin pulls out his blaster. "Eat this, you piece of-"

A shot comes from beside him, and the jetpack explodes as the man crashes to the ground. Sarah is holding her blaster aloft, and pulls out what looks like a small mirror. She turns off the hover shield, and walks over to the still man. A picture of a Hispanic man shows up on the glass.

"This man is Riko Kananga. He's from the Central American region, hired as a professional sniper for twenty villains… Currently working for… Dos Suhad. Surprise surprise."

She and Arin drag him into the small building, and put him into a dark corner. "You ready?" Arin asks.

Sarah smiles as she takes off her stealth hood. "Ready as I'll ever be." They run down the stairwell into the main complex.