[Ryder Tech base of operations, 9:40 Am]

"You got to be fucking crazy Ryder, how in the hell will you be able to take North Korea? We only have a small force in the thousands and they have a force in the millions." A man asked Ryder as he stood up, "This will be the death of our company. Maybe even America itself if they find out if an American company attacked. What if we do win, the whole world will be up our ass, even Russia."

How Ryder shuddered after he mentioned Russia, he knew the leader strongly disliked Ryder Tech. Ryder was not afraid but was a bit worried that if they did invade North Korea that they would face Russian opposition, mostly Spetsnaz he knew that if his men faced the Russians it would be long and bloody, but for Ryder It would be sending his men to a slaughter.

"I'm not afraid. When we get these Animatronics produced and combat tested we can send them out on their first mission. That will be helping our men in North Korea. They will be in squads and they will lead human squads. We will produce more fire power and we do have our nerds working on some new invention." Ryder replied calmly. Some of the men that sat at the table began to discuss more questions. Even reasons not to invade.

After a long while of discussion they quieted down and another man stood and looked at Ryder. "Sir, we would be using all of our money in this operation. Do you really want to proceed? It could jeopardize the company mostly."

"It's a risk I'm willing to take, Ash come in here."

Ash walked into the room wearing her gear, it was black baggy pants. Mostly to hold gear that could fit in her pockets. She wore a black sleeveless shirt that puffed out her breasts more, this exposed a tattoo on her neck that said "Ryder Tech: Innovation for the world." The tattoo was panted onto her fur so it would show up on her neck more. It was all back and showed a picture of a hawk with its wings spread, one wing held a cross meaning unity under God and the other a gun that meant that they would fight to keep this unity and die for it. She smiled at Ryder and glanced down at her waist that held two fifteen inch Katanas that were holstered in a metallic sheath, the hilts made out of solid gold and iron laced with leather for style but the weapons were light weight. On her back was a well kept MTAR-X with a cobra sight with a suppressor. In her pockets below her Katanas were silenced Glock-17's with red laser-light combos. The backs of her hands had scars on them that glowed with her mood. They were light blue so she was calm right now.

Ryder smiled at her, he welcomed her in and said. "She is soon going on a mission to get our main target Storm. After she comes back with her, we will make our push on North Korea. Our specialists armed her with the gear that she will use for this mission." He said as he explained her gear out to the men. They all sighed happily knowing that no humans were being sent, but only one Animatronic. After they realized this their hopes went to dust. They doubted that she would ever succeed. After all their last mission was a complete failure with only one soul survivor. Who sat in the room with his arms crossed in doubt.

That man was named Chris, his body was littered with scars of that day. He had a neckless of fangs, around ten were on his neck. His body build was muscular and he wore some jeans and a white designer T-shirt with a nicely made picture that depicted a man wrestling with a wolf. On the bottom it said "Against all odds." A M1911 was in its holster on his waist and he coughed loudly getting everybody's attention.

Ryder cocked his head looking at Chris. "Like to add anything?"

"Yeh, she will be slaughtered. I can see it now." Chris replied in a deep voice, It was almost baritone.

Ash's expression went from calm to slightly angry with the indication of red in the light blue color in her hands. "That's not true, I'll have her bound and gagged. She'll be on this desk crying through her gag for help." Ash snapped at Chris, "Your just mad that you are not the one assigned to this mission."

"No, I just know by experience." Chris replied, "A pack of wolves slaughtered my whole entire squad. I had to fucking fight my way through them to live. You know how fucking hard that was? When they all just gang up on you, ammo low, and only with a knife. CQC is their thing, not ours... See these fangs? All in one fucking fist to fist brawl."

"Oh Ash, have you met Chris yet?" Ryder asked politely, "He will be your body guard for the show, he will make sure no disturbances happen."

"I hate him already..." She said to herself as she face-palmed.

"Oh please." Chris smiled, "I like you already."

[B.O.T Net base of operations]

Jr. smiled with delight as he tested the Exo Suit out, he cracked his knuckles and practiced his punches on a plastic dummy. Each punch sent an electric shockwave through the target, knocking it back. Jr. looked at his fists and smiled, he loved this power that flowed through it.

"What else can this do?" Jr. asked as his tail wagged happily, he noticed a little touch pad on his wrist. He looked at it and studied it, it showed his heart rate, body temperature, area temperature. Even there was an alarm system to alert him to any noxious gasses in the area. This would help greatly in the long run, but he did not notice that on his father's Exo Suit. His fathers was a bit bulkier due to it being the first made model, it needed an upgrade badly.

"Well, try jumping." Dust replied, smiling as he knew his son was happy with the Exo Suit.

Jr. jumped in the air but it was a regular jump, he looked at Dust with a saddened expression, "What did that do?" He asked.

"Next time in the air, try jumping again. Don't worry it took me a few tries to learn it also." Dust replied.

Jr. cocked his legs for another jump, he wanted as much time as he could give himself. He concentrated on the jump and pushed his legs of the ground. He did a normal jump again but this time while a second passed and he was almost to the ground again. The thrusters on his Exo Suit kicked in and thrusted him twenty feet in the air. He gasped in surprise as his body was forcefully thrusted into the air, he let out a scream of terror as he noticed that he was falling from a dramatically height.

"Don't worry, the springs in your Exo Suit will absorb most of the shock, just land flat on your feet and you'll be fine." Dust said as Jr. fell, Jr. heard this and put his feet towards the ground and landed on his feet, the force of the impact made him stumble a bit. He regained balance, but his body felt like everything was thrusted up and then had to come back to terms with gravity.

"Woah, that was fucking sick, how the hell did that happen?" Jr. asked looking at Dust, he was overjoyed by the experience.

"Thrusters, when the suit senses that you want to thrust, it will thrust you in the air. When it's on it connects with your central nervous system and connects to your thoughts. So you must be wanting to do that action for the suit to do it." The manager said, "A new thing in the design. But we are working on a design that's more discreet to the eye."

"What is it?" Jr. asked, cocking his head.

"We are still working on it, so I will tell you when we are sure if it works." The manager replied as he turned around and walked out of the room, but when he reached the door he turned around to Dust and said. "Dust come with me, he is waiting."

"Who?" Dust asked.

"Your partner."

Dust sighed and followed the manager out of the room, the manager stationed a female guard at the door to give Jr. company while Dust and him were away. They walked down a series of halls and checkpoints until they entered a section marked "Training Chamber One." The area was just a all dark glass room overlooking a larger white room. They saw a black wolf sit in the middle meditating, his chest pushed up and down slowly keeping a calm pattern. Dust looked at the manager with a confused look.

"What the fuck is this?" He asked in disbelief.

"That's Project X, top of the line for close quarters combat." The manager said as he pressed a button on the wall and a microphone dropped down, a light blared green and the manager tapped on it, getting Project X's attention.

He looked at the glass box and saw the two figures, one he recognized as the manager but the other stuck him off. "Yes sir?" He asked trying to get a good identity of the figure that was next to him.

"You have a visitor here wanting to see you."

He smiled. "I love guests, send him in."

"Alright, three minutes." The manager replied.

The manager retracted the microphone and looked at Dust, he pointed a staircase to their left. "Go and talk to him, he is a nice person once you get to meet him."

"Alright..." Dust said quietly as he walks to the staircase, he went down it one flight and reached the bottom that revealed a door to the large room. Dust tried to turn the knob but it was locked.

"Oh, sorry gotta unlock that for you." The manager said, his voice echoed through the staircase and a loud click was heard. The door unlocked and swung open revealing the white room where Project X sat. Project X stared at Dust and so did Dust, their gazes fixed on each other, Dust smiled and walked in the room, Project X gave him a welcoming smile as he walked in.

"So your Dust I presume?" Project X asked Dust as he stood up.

Dust entered the room. "Yeh, the one and only." He joked.

Project X chuckled and replied, "Nice to meet you." He got up and walked towards Dust. Dust did not notice a clunk in his step like most Animatronics have when they walk, it was normal footsteps.

Dust walked towards Project X calmly, expecting anything. They closed the distance to each other and Dust noticed more features about Project X. His eyes were blue and his build was normal. He looked around in his late twenties, with a kick in his step. Dust came to the conclusion that he was homosexual but he was not, by his happy nature and his calm attitude it looked like it... But he was built like a killing machine. Being able to defeat ten men at once in combat, but he avoids guns at all costs. He is more on the side of "Letting the losers live than killing them."

They closed the gap and, "You have a firm grip Dust." Project X said after noticing that Dust had a firm grip in the handshake.

"After years of shaking hands... You develop a good handshake." Dust replying with a smile. "You seem not so bad after all, I assumed worse."

"So after one handshake, you don't think I'm bad?" Project X asked.

"Well, at least you don't show off." Dust said looking at the glass box located at the far end of the room that housed the manager.

The manager from his room located in the glass box smiled to himself. "He will show off his skills in a few seconds." The manager smiled and pressed a button. Making a loud, low buzzing noise. This opened a small door at the other end of the room that Dust and Project X stood in.

"What the hell?" Dust asked as he saw the door open at the end of the room.

Project X smiled, "Training session." He broke the handshake and turned around. "Dust could you sit this one out? So I can show off what I'm made for?"

"And there's the show off." Dust chuckled, "Alright, just holler if you need backup."

Project X smiled as he saw a few soldiers run out, each holding batons in hand. They charged at Project X with full force, lifting up their batons, some of them split up to get around him. He let them and smiled, "I missed you guys." He said smiling at one of them.

One of them charged at him, "Yeh me too." He said as he swung his baton at Project X's head but it was grabbed in mid air stopping it dead. Project X smiled at him and kicked him away from it sending him to the floor. Project X broke the baton in half and dropped it onto the floor. Two more men closed in on him and attempted to slam both of their batons into him but Project X ducked and punched them directly in the sides making them gasp in pain but the got back holding their sides. Project X grabbed one of them, put them behind him and used his body to slam the soldier into the other. Another soldier attempted to attack him from behind but Project X grabbed his arm with his left and elbowed him straight in the nose with his right, knocking him out instantly.

All but one man was down now, that man stood in the back of the room looking Project X directly in the eyes. The man charged at Project X with blazing speeds and before reaching him jumped in the air, Dust noticed the Exo Suit on the man's back. He knew if he landed one punch on Project X he was done for. The man activated his thrusters and boosted in the air. He fell but the man put all his force into his target and his thrusters went off again. But this time towards the ground, he was going to boost slam into the ground.

Boost slams are effective in some situations, like if there was a group of targets that you wanted to get rid of. Even on targets you could not kill, like Project X. The shock wave from this landing could only daze somebody like Project X but not do serious damage. To a human target this CAN kill on impact so the user would need to watch out if there was civilians in the general area.

Project X looked up at the man and smiled warmly at him. The man slammed his direct force into Project X but stayed in the air, he looked down to see Project X holding his foot. The foot that could have ended that fist fight, the man was shocked to see Project X still at least standing after that, but Project X wobbled there as he body energy was wasted by the shock of the impact. He had to take a full on impact that was supposed to kill in a direct radios. Project X pulled the man onto the ground and smashed his fist straight into the man's chest fracturing some ribs and most of all paralyzing the man with pain.

He turned to Dust. "Sorry, the manager likes to send visitors to my chamber." He sighed, "They are not friendly at all."

The manager smiled in his little glass box and sighed, "You two should come up here." He said over an intercom as the door swung open behind Dust.

"Let's go." Dust said to Project X as he turned around and started to walk to the staircase. But Project X stopped him by placing a hand on Dust's shoulder.

"Wait, one question... What about my kids?" He asked.

"What kids?" Dust replied, turning to Project X confused. He saw nothing in this white room that could house a family or kids at that fact.

"What I mean is." Project X took a deep breath and sighed, "I never seen them in a while... They ran away and never came back."

"What are their names?"

"Storm... Willa..."

[Ryder Tech base of operations, thirty minutes later]

Ash was in her room preparing for her show outside that was due in three hours. She practiced the moves that she was supposed to do to appease the crowds. Her palms glowed red and sparked a small fire that formed a heart mid air. She looked at the wall like it was the audience lovingly. She was trying to look as adorable as possible for the crowd to show that Ryder's animatronics can be passive towards anybody. But she could fake this with flying colors if she wanted too. The AI that she had could help he mock all emotions, plus tell if somebody was lying before they even bluffed. She could scan all facial expressions within a second to predict if the person was a threat or not, what action she should take, and if the person was armed. She could tell even if the person seemed unarmed. They could be planing to pull out a nine millimeter and she could see that after the first second she looked them directly in the eye.

She cocked her head cutely and glared at the wall with the cutest of eyes that could melt hearts. This was also a lie, deep down inside her wiring, programming, coding she wanted to kill. That feeling ran within her and throughout her system. But there was bits of code preventing that, suppressing the urge inside of her. She keeps seeing Dust in the back of her mind, a strand of code and a few images of him.

{Recognize_entity: Dust

Open: ( , Dust2.jpg)

Check_.dir

If target is recognized and confirmed: Terminate

}

She sighed and went back to her normal look, she turned around to her bed. She wondered about why Dust was a target, maybe Ryder hated him and wanted him dead. This wasn't the first time Ryder wanted somebody dead. He hated people that he thought could jeopardize the company before any invention rolled out, Dust would be a likely target due to his history and his combat experience. Ash smiled and licked her chops.

"Heh, can't wait to meet this fella."

I'm so sorry for that last chapter of you guys felt like it was rushed in any kind of way, you know we all have ups and downs but I hope this chapter covered for it. Plus that L33T HAX0R shit. Jesus, but anywaaaaay before I turn into one of those people. (I mean the kids that use L33T instead of English).

I just really want to thank you guys for helping me get so far, and I'll never stop saying this until I die. But you guys helped a lot with the support and before I go I must leave one message.

Hisssssssssssssssss