Aloha and happy Summer! I am having a wonderful time with my friends. Gonna try to update my other story as well. One of the main characters in my Halo story, Austin, just had his tonsils out. Anyway, I have very big plans. Let's GO!

After the run-in with the Sentient hunter, all the infected and human survivors were rattled. Bill, however, was suspicious.

"You said they didn't target specific Sentient groups, didn't you?" He asked as they sat in the Wal-Mart.

"They normally don't. We're a special case." Jason spat into the fire and continued, "I should have told you this earlier, but we've discovered we were all in the same testing area when CEDA had us. Area 88. It was a specialized stain division, dealing with the most intelligent and powerful Sentient."

"Yeah. We caused too many problems with the other Sentient, sparking riots, infecting human guards who were exceedingly cruel, and pulled pranks." Josh said. Grinned at Jaycee, "remember when we lit Frank the Tank on fire and sent him running around the courtyards? The guard pissed himself before they put him out!" Jaycee burst into hysteric laughter and clutched her sides at remembering this. Jackie grinned and stroked her chin.

"I wonder if Frank made it out of Area 88." She said as she wandered into the dark back of the store. Then followed screaming and rumbling as Jackie shot out of the dark, followed by a massive, hulking purple Tank! "! HAAALLPP!" Everyone shot to their feet and went for the Tank. Then it snatched Jackie up and-?

Started… HUGGING her?

"Jackie! Jason! Josh! Jaycee! It's soo good to see you all made it out alive!" The Tank rumbled, throwing them a jaw-less grin and nod.

Jaycee, Jason, Josh, and the survivors were struggling to pick their jaws off of the ground, with Jaycee recovering first and running for the hulking mass of muscle.

"Frank! We were JUST talking about you!" She laughed, throwing herself into the Tank's arms. Jason came up next, patting Frank's arm with the ends of his claw.

"Hey big man. Good to see you! What are you doing in this store?" Josh asked, perplexed at the coincidence.

"I smelled you guys and some humans around, so I figured I'd scare the living shit out of you all!" Frank boomed, doubling over with laughter. "And it worked!"

ELSEWHERE

The Sentient Hunter held his head in his hands. If he called CEDA, they would label him incompetent and only pay him the bare minimum. If he DIDN'T, however, there was a chance he wouldn't live to tell the tale. No man crossed CEDA and lived.

He sighed and flipped open a radio transmitter, activating the distress and rescue beacon hidden inside. He was SO fired…

WAL-MART

Jason had, obviously, invited Frank to stay with them. The Tank had accepted, and now say across from everyone, telling stories about ghosts, ghouls, and parties they had held in Area 88.

"… And one time, Jaycee got SO DRUNK that she actually tried to hit on Jaso- What?" He stopped, looking at Jason waving his arms behind Zoey while frantically drawing his finger across his throat. Jaycee, however, had gone and curled up in a corner as Frank neared the end of his sentence.

"Well, enough stories for tonight!" Jason said, glaring at Josh and Jackie, who were laughing their asses off in a corner, while pointing at Jason and Jaycee trying to avoid eye contact with each other.

Jason stood, only to hear, off in the distance, a helicopter's blades. He sighed, as all the others heard it come into range. He looked down at Zoey, saying: "We need to leave. They're bringing in the SIT units."

Who are the mysterious SIT operatives who approach? Will this mean the end of the story? The world? THE UNIVERSE? Am I asking too many questions? Are you sick of this? THE ANSWER IS MOST LIKELY YES!

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