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Hatred can be a strength. It can urge you to become stronger, run fast, become smarter. But if all you know is hatred, it can: Build your world, , imprisoned you, teach you how to eat, how to drink, how to breathe. And then one day, you will die with all of the hatred in you viens.

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Naoto was in the training room of the ship, continuing to punch a punchingbag. His hair was dripping with sweat, and his knuckles were red and bloody. Siregns went off, signifing that they were near Terra's atmosphere.

"Well that's the music. Time to dance." He thought as he splashed cold water on his face.

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At the drop bay, the members of Vertigo squad were dressed in their regular armor. They stood up straight when Naoto and Kin walked in.

Naoto's armor was different from all of theirs. His armor was dark green and classified that it was the SRI VI armor. This armor was originally made from Aaron's Samurai guards, but Naoto found a way on getting his hands on one. Out of all the armor in the Mandalorian arsenal, the SRI would be considered to be the most high tech. Hack mod visual screen in helmet, Mandalore iron alloy outer shell, magnetic weapon strips, shielding system, hydrostatic gel, pressure seal for space conflicts, and the famous power fusion center allowing the wearer to run fast, jump high, and lift more then they could possibly imagine.

"Come on, Kin. What could be more important than finding out who really killed Adam?" Naoto wore his regular get up.

"My orders. And Naoto," Kin said. "Call me General." Naoto just rolled his eyes as he got into his pod. "Ready!... Drop!"

All five pods shot out of the bay and onto the planet below.

"Excuse me ma'am," Ghost said with a phone in his hand. "You have a call."

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Back at the Eastern Command centrel on Mandalore. Vince was talking away to another woman.

"Elizabeth, darling it's been to long." He said in a cheerful tone. " Ha ha ha, do you like me so much that you coaxed Falco into helping you make a call to my workplace?" He shot a look at his staff, telling them to get back to work. "However, the military lines are not for out personal use."

"Ohhh, common." The woman said on the other side. "I only wanted to have a few words with Mr. Hector. Just to talk about the possible prospect between us."

"Okay, I guess it can't be helped." He said. "I though of taking a vacation. You now, get away from the Misses for a while."

"Oh, and how is that?"

"With a nice relaxing fishing trip. Care to join me?"

"I'm already there."

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"Man, this planet is beatiful." Falco said on the way down.

"Hey, Falco," Naoto said. "Remember when I told you to shut up?"

"Yeah?"

"Consider that to be a standing order." With that, everyone was ordered to keep a radio silience. They made it in the Japanese air space, when the sky light up around them with explosions. "What the hell is going on?"

"Well: either we came in during a celebration..." Falco said as he broke his order. "Or they're trying to kill us!"

Naoto gave the order to have the pods change corse, to avoid any damage, but a shockwave from one of the missiles caused Naoto's pod to fall to the islands below.

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Six hours pasted before Naoto regained consious. He was still locked in his pod, in the middle of a field and upside down with the doors jammed. He hit the four emergency blaster caps to send the door flying out, although this caused Naoto to fall out face first. He pulled himself back up and switched on the radio.

"Hello? Anyone? Do you read me? Do I read you? Anyone? Anybody? Nobody? Okay." He switched off the radio. "Well, I don't think the others are coming. We must have gotten separated... somehow." He looked at the interior of the pod. "I guess I have to gut what I need and hide the rest." He started to take what he needed from the pod. "I just hope the others are alright."

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Meanwhile in some building in Hokido...

"Hello?" Naoto yelled as he left his pod. "Hello? Is anybody here? Just great, I guess we all got separated in the blast."

He turned on the pod's radio.

"Naoto, this is Akisu, do you read me?" Akisu said into his radio. "Apparently we all go separated in the blasts. I appear to be stuck in some kind of alternate dimension which should take me anywhere in the universe... or it's a abandonded. Hell, I don't fuckin' know. Naoto! Are you there? Naoto!"

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In the sewer system in Tokyo...

"Well this is no better..." Abena waded through the muk and sewage.

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And even on the property of Ashford...

"Hey, asshole, for the last time," Falco said to the Gods as both him and Havox's pod doors were jammed shut. "LET ME OUT OF THIS GOD DAMNED POD!"

"Yeah, let him out!" Havox said as he lit a ciggarett. Blayde slept on his shoulder. "He's driving us nuts!"

"Oh shut up Havox," Falco snapped. "Nobody asked you!"

"So this is why I only had sisters... brothers are worse."

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Naoto put his equipment into specialized easy carry-all compact capsules called, what else, Pills. After he got past a couple of hill, he studied the vast landscape before him. His eyes in an angry stare as he looked out at the practically metalic-looking Tokyo settlement before him. He could easily remember what it had once been: a huge city yes, but one that looked like it was made by man and not by machines. That was what Britannians were to him really, machines in human clothing.

"I swear!" He gritted his teeth. "I swear, Gods help me! If you don't hold me back... I'll destroy Britannia!"

Look, we have to stay low until we find Naoto.

So we to play student?

We look the age so... yeah...

I vote we stay here and wait for him.

Then, what are we gonna eat?

...

Looks like you just got out voted.

Next Time: Separated Squad: The tales of the brothers.

Well at least the ladies look good.