Seth could still feel it when he woke up. It was just a whisper though. It had calmed down since the screaming. If it was whispering to him, Seth didn't know. He enjoyed the quiet of his mind.

Seth knew he was awake, because of the throbbing in his head. This wasn't the AI though, this was different. It almost felt like, the pain wasn't in his head, but outside his head. He groggily opened his eyes.

Of course, he was in the recovery wing of the med bay. He was attached to multiple wires, and pads that were on his chest and back. As far as he could see, no one was there. He was alone. That made him feel a whole lot better. They couldn't even be bothered to be there when he woke up.

He sighed, and sat up. He started taking off the wires, and put his normal clothes on. At first, he was a little clumsy on his feet, after the surgery. He left the recovery room, and entered the main med bay platform. Still nobody.

No doctors or nurses. This worries him. Why were there no doctors in a medical bay? He walked out of the room, and down the hall. What he didn't notice however, was a faint shimmer, following behind him.

He entered his room, and sat on his bed. He felt restless. Like he wanted to do something, anything. He figured that was his AI. It was courage, so maybe it wanted to something courageous. It was still quiet though.

He put on his armor, and walked to the training room. He had to do something. He couldn't just sit around, his mind wouldn't let him. He passed a few marines on the way. They all looked to him with fear. Seth brushed it off though; they probably were like that to all Freelancers.

He entered the training room floor, and called out to F.I.L.L.S.

"F.I.L.L.S. activate hand to hand combat training."

"Starting hand to hand combat scenario." Three robots come up from the floor. "Round start in, 3…2…1, Round begin!"

One robot charged at him, but Seth drew back, and with precision timing, nailed the robot in the face with his first. It flew back, to where its friends were standing.

How had he done that? Sure, the armor helped, but that?!

Seth came out of thoughts as two robots tried to flank him. One to his right charged, and Seth faced it. He jumped straight over it, before they collided, and landed on his feet. He saw the two robots collide, and fall in a heap.

"Round over, Agent Pennsylvania wins!" F.I.L.L.S. called out "New round commencing"

As she said this, five robots slid up from the floor. The formed a circle around him. Two ran at him, from different angles. He blocked a kick the one in front of him tried, when he heard a voice in his head.

"Behind you"

Seth ducked, as the jab that was thrown at his head, instead hit the other bot.

"Thanks." He said into his helmet. Then, the last three charged at once.

He blocked multiple punches aimed for his head, before spinning, and blocking a kick that would've taken out his legs. Then he heard it again.

"Jump kick left"

Seth did just that. He ended up kicking a bots head right off its shoulders. Only two remained.

He felt something take over him. No, not take over him, something helping him. He threw punches harder than he thought possible, and moved faster than he ever could. The fight ended quickly, with Seth's new abilities.

Then came lockdown paint. Pillars rose from the floor, and created a maze. Then six robots emerged from the floor. Seth could feel the presence in his mind getting stronger. He picked up an assault rifle, two magnums, and a couple of paint grenades from a table.

He saw something change on his HUD. There were now six dots in his vision. His AI had marked his enemies. Then he heard it again.

"I am here to help you."

"You ready to kick some metallic ass, Omicron?"

"Let's do this."

Seth could feel the joy in Omicrons voice. He started the round off well. A bot has accidently crossed Seth's path, and was instantly painted down. Seth felt more eager to fight, than the last time he had fought.

But then he was pinned down by two bots. They had him in a bad spot; any way he would move would mean paint down. Then he remembered the grenades.

"Omicron, I need you to analyze the path of this grenade, and help me get it right between them."

"Complying… Alright, toss it."

Seth threw the grenade without even looking. It landed right in between the robots. They both looked down, before it exploded, covering them both in paint. Three down, Three to go.

He moved closer to the dots on his HUD. One was just behind the pillar right in front of him. Seth jumped on top of it, and whistled.

"Hey, your mother was a toaster!" he yelled at the bot, who looked up

"Omicron, NOW!" Seth jumped off the pillar, and flipped upside down. He was right above the robot. He pulled out his two magnums, and painted the bot to the floor. Then he flipped around, and landed in a crouch.

"Om, that was awesome!"

"I agree. Let's finish this."

The last two bots both came at Seth from behind.

"On your six!" Seth listened to his AI and rolled behind a pillar, providing adequate cover.

Seth jumped out from the opposite side of the pillar, and activated his advanced HUD. It was different with Omicron helping.

The bots slowed down, and so did their rifles. Seth sprinted, dodging the slow moving paint, and round housed the left bot, knocking it to the floor. The second bot had its rifle torn from its hands, and was covered in paint from its own rifle. Seth painted the other bot, ending the round.

All the pillars slid back under the floor, leaving an empty room. Another table rose up, with more weapons on it. He resupplied his magnums, grenades, and his assault rifle. The table slid under the floor, as a very large robot, came up, at the other end of the room.

"Om, what the hell is that?!"

"Scanning for weak points….."

"Scan faster!" Seth yelled, as the barrels on the Gatling gun it was holding, began to turn.

Seth rolled, when the area he had just been was covered with paint. He ran forward, weaving left and right, to avoid the guns dangerous spray.

"The only weak point is behind its head."

"Okay, calculate distance between us, and how high I can jump. Where gonna show this guy who's the boss."

Seth continued running forward, continually dodging the paint thrown from the very large gun. When he got within ten yards of the robot, Omicron spoke to him.

"Jump on my mark…" Seth ran, right at the huge robot, waiting.

"NOW!" A voice yelled in his head.

Seth jumped, and landed on its chest, before vaulting over its head. He clung to its neck, while looking for the weak point. The large bot swung wildly, trying to knock him off. Seth found what he was looking for, a small unprotected panel, on its neck.

He covered the panel with paint, then jumped off. He landed on the ground, as the bot fell.

"I think he knows who's the boss." Omicron said, almost smugly. Then, a voice came over the loud speakers.

"Well done, Agent Pennsylvania." The Director said, over the speakers.