Agent 71 had reached the entrance to Hyperion's Wildlife Exploitation Preserve. Agent 71 could see the Wildlife Preserve was at one time a very secure facility. The high walls of the facility were designed to ensure nothing escaped the Preserve. The main gate had a large sliding metal door that was a foot thick. Unfortunately, the large metal door was ajar about a meter. There was no telling how long the Preserve had been compromised.

Agent 71 placed his right hand on the door. Turning his body sideways, he slipped through the gap. The area beyond the door appeared to be a docking yard. There was a freighter at a docking port to his right. Large crates were stacked in several areas in the yard. Also strewn along the yard were several Hyperion Loader robots. Agent 71 surveyed the metallic corpses as he made his way inside the complex. The robots were all severely damaged. Some of the Hyperion Loaders were missing limbs. Others had a large hole where their central eye should be and and exit wound in the back of their heads.

Agent 71 inserted Moxxi's data chip into his ECHO communicator. The first image that came onto his screen was a steel cylindrical container. A rectangle enclosed around writing on the container. The image of the writing enlarged, giving him the batch number he needed. The screen on his ECHO changed. A generalized map came into view. A green dot flashed on the screen giving Agent 71 a general idea where the canister was likely being stored. The location was somewhere deeper in the facility. Following his map, Agent 71 made his way up some stairs and moved toward a catwalk that overlooked a courtyard. The catwalk had three cable railings on either side to prevent animals from leaping onto the catwalk. The left side railing was broken and twisted outward toward the courtyard. Someone or something had broken into the courtyard from the catwalk.

Agent 71 moved to the broken railing. He could not see any movement. He crouched to one knee. Pulling out his sniper rifle, he stared down the scope. He zoomed the lens in and out. There were no animals around that he could see. The only evidence something lived here were the piles of animal droppings with human bones protruding from them. Near the back of the courtyard about 200 meters was an elevated observation station. A row of pipes from the courtyard ran up toward the area and ended next to a large hole in the observation station's wall.

Agent 71 placed his rifle back across his back. Agent 71 gripped the edge of the catwalk platform. Lying on his stomach, he slid through the railing gap. He eased his body off the platform. For a moment Agent 71 dangled over the courtyard as he gripped the edge of the catwalk, then he dropped down. He made his way across the courtyard. Agent 71 scaled the pipes and maneuvered his was up to the hole in the wall. Next to the hole was an observation window and a work console. Lying on top of the console was an ECHO recorder. He pressed the playback button as he searched the room for useful items.

As he searched he could hear a female scientist complain to Handsome Jack about doing experiments on civilians. Jack's reply to her was blackmail and threats of conducting experiments on her significant other. Opening a emergency weapons locker, Agent 71 found a few spare clips of ammo for his Maliwan pistol. There were two doors in the room. There was one to the right of the broken wall. Some of the ceiling had given way, making that door inaccessible. The other door was just opposite of the hole. He opened the door a crack and peered out. This door led to a much larger courtyard. He could see several Rakks flying overhead.

Agent 71 once again assumed a crouched position. He removed his rifle. Opening the door a few inches wider, he pointed the gun out of the door. He scanned the door. There was still no animals he could see. The courtyard was divided into two sections by large water pipes that crossed through the field like a makeshift bridge. The half of the field closest to him was a large guard tower to the right of his position. Slightly to the left in the back half of the field was a door to a research facility. Agent 71 looked away from the scope and at his ECHO. The map showed that facility is where he needed to go. Agent 71 looked at the sky through his scope. The shadow of a much larger Rakk had appeared in the sky. The smaller Rakks scattered.

He lowered his rifle back to the courtyard. In the corner of his scope, Agent 71 saw what looked like a scramble of electricity. He moved his scope in the direction of the electrical burst. He could see nothing but grass. Agent 71 slung the rifle across his back. He stood up, drawing the silenced pistol from his right hip. Agent 71 began to make his way through the facility. Agent 71 kept his footsteps small and soft, in an effort to keep his movement quiet. There was no ned to stir up any animals lurking about with undo noise.

Something hard struck Agent 71 from behind knocking him prone. He rolled sideways and scrambled to his feet. There was a four legged creature where he fell. Each of it's long front limbs carried a thick hook shaped claw. The stalker's tail whipped forward blue barbs launched out from the tail. The projectiles hit Agent 71. There was a crackle of blue energy as his shields shorted out. Agent 71 fired at the stalker. The stalker strafed to the left and pounced.

The stalker tackled Agent 71 to the ground. He dropped his gun. With both hand he grabbed the creature's head. The stalker's teth snapped inches from his face. The creature continued to snap at him. The saliva from the creature's maw dripped onto his goggle lens. Agent 71 worked his legs up against the creature's chest and heaved it off. As he scrambled to his feet, Agent 71 pulled Little Evie from his boot holster. The creature was facing him at a 45 degree angle.

As he aimed his gun, it vanished. Agent 71 laid down a barrage of blind fire in the angled direction it was facing. One of his shots connected. The electrical bolt from Little Evie took down its natural stealth cloak. The stalker let out a ear piercing shriek. A few meters away he saw to more stalkers appear. In the distance near the facility doors he could hear the sounds of skag roars. The wildlife preserve was alerted to his presence! Grabbing his downed pistol, Agent 71 made a hard dash for the facility entrance.

His feet splashed through a small creek bed as he headed toward the pipe bridge. He glanced over his shoulder. The stalkers were stealthy but not quick. They were far behind him, though still giving chase. As he past under the bridge, a pack of skags were heading his way. Agent 71 could see the door to the facility was only a few meters ahead. He headed straight for them.

Just before he collided with them, he propelled himself into the air. With his arms outstretched, he dove over the pack. Then with a quick tuck and roll he was back on his feet. He hit his stealth cloak and bolted for the door. He only had ten seconds before the cloak ended. He reached the door. He pressed the switch. the door slid open. He could hear his cloak wear off.

He rounded inside the door and hit the door switch. The doors began to slide closed. Agent 71 could see the skags headed toward the door. The closest one leaped at the door, Agent 71 turned his hip up and thrust his leg out. He kicked the skag in midair out of the door just before it closed.

"Now to find that canister."