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Gipsy had been walking for awhile.
She was starting to feel her injuries more and knew she would need to stop soon.
Not wanting to stop and see what was around her for more than she needed to she ignored the pain the best she could and walked farther in what she hoped was the wright way.
Looking around she saw nothing but Jaegers… Dead Jaegers.
She knew why they where here.
She had hoped she would never end up here with them.
Looking around at the broken, rusted, destroyed, bodies around her.
They were once Jaegers, but unlike her they where here because they were Mock 1's they all had Nuclear radiation problems with their core and most of them were no longer used any more .
Finally knowing that she had to stop and rest for a while, Gipsy sat down at a spot away from the other Jaegers, not wanting to disturb there most likely final resting spot.
"This isnt mine. Raliegh WILL come back for me!",Gipsy thought before offlining her optics and falling into a troubled sleep.
(IN DREAM)
Gipsy looked around, she could see nothing but blackness around her.
" Look familiar?", a voice that came from all around said.
"The place you got me out of", Gipsy said looking around again, not surprised after hearing the voice before.
"What's the occasion?", Gipsy asked in a dry tone.
"Dose there have to be one?"
"You don't seem like the party when ever person."
"Your right, so skipping all that. I came to ask you if you're alright."
"No! One of my pilots are dead and the other one injured to many fatal condition.",Gipsy said filling with anger at the stupid question.
"Don't take the question to heart. I also came to tell you don't give up hope Raliegh will come back."
Gipsy sat up strater the words hitting their mark.
"But seeing as that isn't at that moment.", the voice continued, bringing Gipsy back into the moment,"Doooooo you ….. want to play some checkers?"
Raleigh looked at stardom as he was driven away from it.
He had just been dismissed from the PPDC a few weeks after the fight with Knifehead.
He had recovered enough for him to be released from the Med Bay.
Not long after that he had been told that he was being dismissed do to the fact that he disobeyed a direct order from the Marshal and no longer having someone to drift with.
He was more or less dead weight.
Sighing, he turned back to the front of the cab he was in.
He would be back, maybe not to that shater dome, but he knew he would be back.
Mako Mouri sat at her desk, thinking about what had recently happend in the shaterdome.
The Jager team Gipsy Danger had been destroyed in combat with the kiju Knifehead.
One of the Pilots was dead and the other one had recently been dismissed.
She didn't know exactly what had happened but what ever happened had her adoptive dad( the Marshal) put really on edge.
It was no secret he was worried about the future of what would happen.
Everyone was worried, a Jager had never fallen to a kiju before.
Regardless if it had been killed by the Jager both of them lost the battle.
But everyone could feel that what the future held wasn't a good thing for them.
So there's chapter 6 for you.
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