A/N: Ditto.

Location: Unknown military base

A large pile of corpses lies around a male teen wearing a blue bucket hat under black hair, a gray shirt under a black vest, long black pants, gray boots. He casually pulls a black umbrella from a corpse of a dead soldier.

"Hmm, I was expecting a lot more out of that," he said. "What says you Helena?"

A young woman wipes a bloody knife on the clothes of another dead soldier. Her golden hair was in a bun. She wore a black tank top and long black pants, and wore black combat boots.

"You know they said to go in quietly for a reason you know that right, D.W?" she said.

"But that's no fun…"

Suddenly they heard someone coming down the hallway, D.W readied his umbrella while Helena took out another knife.

"Prefire," D.W said as a blue laser shot out from the tip of the umbrella and bounced from wall to wall as it traveled down the hall.

Meanwhile

Wilcox ran down a hall with Clint close behind her, so far there were not any soldiers to oppose them so far.

"Where are we going?" Clint asked in-between breaths.

"The meet up point," Wilcox said. "My teammates should be around her-duck!"

She tackled Clint to the ground just as a blue colored laser bounced over their heads.

"Goddammit D!" Wilcox yelled down the hall. "It's us!"

"Sorry! Didn't know Wil!" said a man wearing a bucket hat and carried an umbrella hurried over to the two. "I always want to get the first hit before they do,"

"You're fucking crazy, you know that D.W," Wilcox said as she got up.

"That's what I told him as he took on an entire squad by himself," said a blonde hair woman as she caught up with him. "And how did he become our leader again?"

"Luck," D.W said as he casually swung his umbrella around. He turned to Clint. "Ah, you must be Dr. Clint, I'm D.W, that's Helena, and I'm sure Wilcox introduced herself already, did you?"

"Yup," Wilcox said. "Where's Albert?"

"Alberto should be finishing his task…"

An explosion rocked the base.

"Correction: finished," he took out a radio. "Yo Al yah done blowing shit up?"

"Yesiree D!" Albert said back. "Comms are down as well as the anti-air! We're going home boys!"

"That was fast,"

"I know! Idiots label where everything is, makes it might easy!"

"Head over to the pickup partner, over and out!" he put the radio away. "Let's blow this joint,"

Time Skip

"WHERE THE FUCK DID ALL THESE SOLDIERS COME FROM?" yelled Albert. The man had a blue hardhat and wore a black vest over a white shirt. He had a gray pants with brown boots. "There's no way they could've sent reinforcements this fast," he fired a grenade into a crowd of soldiers.

BOOM!

"DID YOU ACTUALLY BLOW UP THE COMMS TOWER?" Helena shouted to him as she threw a knife at a soldier.

"DON'T THINK SO!" he ducked behind a jeep. "DON'T TELL ME THEY HAVE A SECOND ONE,"

The five were fighting a large group of soldiers at the rendezvous point inside the enemy hanger. The hanger was located on the side of a mountain. The group didn't expect to find heavy resistance when they arrived and were surprised to find a lot of enemies.

"Heli's coming in about a minute at the hanger door," D.W said. "When it comes everyone jump in!" he had his umbrella opened and used it as a shield as he fired upon the masses.

Wilcox sprinted around the battlefield gunning anyone in her way down. She used everything at her disposal: fists, her pistols, knives, and grenades, anything that would kill the soldiers.

It seemed that an endless stream of soldiers entered the hanger to fight the five, only to be mowed down and replaced by another. Luckily for them, the transport helicopter arrived and hovered near the entrance of the hanger.

"It's here!" D.W shouted. "Everyone, get to the chopper!"

The group slowly made their way to the entrance and hurried inside the helicopter.

"Wilcox let's go!" D.W said as he boarded.

"Coming!" she said as she sprinted over. She was about ten feet from the chopper when a bullet hit her leg and she fell.

"Oh shit!" D.W quickly got out and picked up Wilcox, his umbrella open and deflecting bullets. "Come on, almost there!"

An explosion knocked the two off their feet.

"Ugh," D.W said. "Wilcox, you ok?" he asked as he grabbed the umbrella.

"Yeah…fuck that hurts,"

"Don't worry once we g- oh crap is that a tank?"

D.W pointed to a large double cannon tank that somehow appeared inside the hanger.

"Gotta move, gotta move, gotta MOVE!" he said as he picked up Wilcox and ran just before the area they were in exploded.

He sliced through soldiers with his umbrella as he dodged shells from the tank. As they got closer to the helicopter, another shell blew them off their feet.

"Damn it!" D.W said. He looked up to find the tank advancing on them. He ran over to Wilcox, grabbed her and ducked behind a concrete divider.

"Wil," he said. "When you get on the chopper, tell them to go,"

Wilcox's eyes shot open.

"Are you crazy D?" she shouted. "You'll be killed!"

"Look," he said slowly. "That tank is going to shoot the copter down if someone doesn't do something to stop it,"

"NO! We are not going to just leave you here!"

A shell hit the helicopter and rocked it a bit. Smoke started coming from its engine.

"Wilcox…go…NOW,"

"T-t-there has to be another way there has to!"

"There isn't Wil, it's either me or everyone. And I'd hate to see everyone die,"

"I'm not leaving wit-" she was suddenly picked up by D.W and thrown into the copter.

D.W aimed at a control panel and shot a laser at it. The panel sparked as the hanger's doors started to close.

"NOOOO!" Wilcox tried to get up, but fell due to her injury.

"GET OUT OF HERE!" D.W shouted to the pilots, who nodded and started flying away from the hanger.

The hanger's doors closed with a loud slam.

A/N: Now a question to ask yourselves is: Is this D.W, Doctor Wheel or is it someone entirely different? Consider this your review question, and something to ponder until the next update.

Ciao,

-D.W