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Henry got transported into the operating room. Two bulky whiteclad men carried him there while he sleepily tried to resist. "Bonnie...where is she?" One of the men said: "Your wife will surely be here soon."

"She ain't my wife she's my daughter you moron!"

"Stay calm mister." And Henry had to do as the morphine kicked in. But before vanishing behind a doublewinged door he reached Ron a cellphone.

"This' chiefs number call hiumm." Then his head slumped down and the doors closed.

Ron looked at the device and noticed Kim looking at him. He caught her eyes and she looked away in the first moment. He frowned and she spoke:

"Something wrong Ron?"

He pretended to be surprised from her question: "Mr. Rockwaller gave me that cellphone and said I should call a 'chief'. "

She frowned in thought, pulled out her Kimmunicator and waved Ron to come closer. Everyone else sat down on chairs and began to chitchat.

"Wade?"

Wade's picture came. "Hi Kim. What is it?"

"You found something about that Chief? And Henry Rockwaller?"

"Oh yeah." He typed too fast to follow. "The one is a police-department chief and everyone only calls him chief-"

"Can you tell us something new Wade?" Ron asked, not meaning it bad. Kim shot him mean look. Wade went on:

"Yes. It seems like he would have been especially much investigating in a certain area of Upperton. There had been a huge mass-murder two years ago. And the other is a man named Henry Rockwaller: I can't get any infortmation about him that is not two years old."

Again Ron: "Hey I see a connection!"

Kim snapped back sarcastically: "Ron, who doesn't?"

He made a sad face and put the cellphone up. "I have a cellphone with that chiefs number. Henry told me to ph-"

"You MET henry Rockwaller?" Wade asked excited.

"Yeah. What's the thrill?"

"He is THE leading genetics and bacteria researcher! He is the mekka of all bug and gene interested people!"

"He seemed pretty normal to me. Can you...trace his position or something otherwise computerlike?" He said and typed into the air.

"Sure call him and I find out where he is."

Kim came between. "Okay Wade I'll call that man while you trace the phonecall." Then she turned to Ron: "Ron give me the-"

Ditt-dutt-dott-ditt-dutt... She frowned angrily as Ron held the phone at his ear: "Ron I-" but Ron simply said "Shhhh". Kim stood there dumbfounded. Did Ron just shhh me? I told him to give me the phone and-

"Hello?" A small gruntnoise came from the phone as Ron turned away from Kim to get better hearing.

"Henry's injured in the hospital and told me to phone you." She looked back at the Kimmunicator as it beeped in her hand.

"What's the sitch?" She said, sounding less motivated than intended.

"Something wrong Kim? I found the place."

"Ron shhhhd me and thank you."

"Well maybe he shhhd you because you tried to grab the phone from him?" Kim looked amazed. "Yes! How do you know?"

Wade took a sip from his soda. "Maybe 'cause HE should phone that chief and felt a bit...lead in strings by you."

"What?"

"You got me right. Maybe he was happy to be in the middle of attention for once. And he wants to show you he isn't just a useless goofy sidekick."

Kim was truly shocked to the bone. "But...but... our relationship!"

"He isn't gonna run away from you and he didn't want to hurt you. I'd be pretty pissed from beeing bossed around all the time, too."

"You mean...I boss him around?" Kim asked. Wade gave her an irritated look. "He didn't tell you?" She shook her head.

"Hmmm(Wade stroke his chin)He thinks you are hurt if you can't control things so much. So he's basically holding back so you have it easier."

Suddenly Ron came closer. He sounded sad. "Kim he wants to speak with you."

She smiled at him warmly and took the phone. "Yes?"

"Can you (thumm) get the ar-(highptiched whistle and someone shouts "incoming") my here? We need rein- (thummmm) forcements right now!"

"Rei-"

"We're bleeding out! Almost out of ammo, enemy keeps advancing! We can't hold out for 15 minutes longer without backup!"

"What do you-"

"Contact all military and police forces (a look at the Kimmunicator showed that it fell out of her hand, and a huge green light filled the room) that you can get here! Entire Middleton will die if not! And after that the entire wor- (a loud hammering, very fast and loud overtoned his words)

"Ummm I can get global justice- (Someone screamed : "Incoming!" and the hammering stopped, a thummm came, among a vibration that shook her entire hand, the thumm was much louder than before and the green light formed into some sort of holopicture, screams came out of the phone and she held it away from her ear)

"What is that?" Od said while he stood up and joined the circle of people who looked at the picture. She came closer and saw it.

Everything had a green undertone but it could be a policechase in tv where the cameras are in a helicopter. Two buildings, appearently old, stood on two sides of a street. Between them were two truckcontainers thrown over. One long fitting against one wall, one looked like someone would have stuffed it parallel with the other wall into the gap. The same was on the other side of the about 40 meter long buildings. Then the "camera" went closer and showed the building from the sides. Windows, always two at a number, had been nailed close to only show small lines. Out of these lines barrels pointed out and their muzzleflashes rattled towards something that was still out of view. Men, most of them cops, ran with downbent backs among the "wall" that connected both buildings and two carried one person towards a door. From time to time they shot, but suddenly all activity died down, including the muzzleflashes as everyone outside the buildings threw themselves on the ground. Two huge explosions erupted, one on the roof of the building infront of view, the other inside what seemed to be an inner yard. And as sudden as the firing had died down it came back to life. Then the view came closer. It showed a man in a dirty and bloodcovered police uniform who dragged a lifeless man without lower legs towards one of the doors on the first floors inner yard. With one arm through the bodies armpit and the phone between the other shoulder and his head he shouted around while dragging the body further. Kim suddenly realised that it was her phone he spoke into:

"We take heavy casualties! The mortars are getting more and more precise every second! We can't hold them from making townfall!"

"Where are you?" She asked worriedly.

"In the old warehouse district! Get backup here or we all will die!" Kim shuddered at the thought. "Okay I'll do my best." She said and pressed the off button, withdrew the Kimmunicator from the ground and saw Dr. Director coming close and taking it from her.

"Wade give me connection to GJ headquarters!" Wade typeed a few orders and Will Du's face appeared. "Will?" He looked heavily bandaged in the face but could speak back:

"What is it? Oh I had a teleporting thingy from a mission. I couldn't return it it to the quartermaster in time."

Betty shook off the confusion. She had to be serious. "Get any agent to Middleton warehouse district. There is a fight going on against a major force of unknown enemies and we must save the police forces."

Will smiled. "And again we are the caval-"

"It's WAR out there Will and these people are dying to halt a superior enemy! I want you personally to lead the evacuation of Middleton. Get any citizen to Lowerton! And I want level three armament. Even the prototypes!" Will's face went wide: "The...protos?" Betty nodded.

Kim spoke up: "Okay everyone to the hovercar! Connie you stay with your dad!" Everyone stood up except Shego and Drakken.

"Who made YOU the boss princess?" Shego said calmly, not looking up from her magazine.

"Shego there's no time for leadership fights!"

"Oh really? Well I'm not gonna follow a teenager into war."

That must have been the moment to blow the bottle. A gentle tension had lain over the group, a feeling of distrust. It was feelable like an aura or even more like dusk that hung in the air. But now that Henry, their leader, was out of action, everything crumbled. And in that moment Ron was the one who surprised them all.

"Shego I know you want to kill me, Kim and Dr. Director. But think about this: What world do you want to take over if we all fail? A world filled with rotting zombies? And even IF you make it out of town alive where do you want to live when mankind dies? In your oceanleair? Well you'd need a completely autharc energy, food and gas supply. And you don't have that. And keep in mind: If these cops die about sixtythousand zombies will smash this town faster than you can run away. And how do want to GET to your lair at all? When no one builds replacement parts for airplanes, when no one keeps them operative, and where shall your food come from if civilization and it's knowledge dies? Think about it: We all must work together. I still don't like this all but I made it to come out with Drakken. And remember the time we helped you get team Go back?"

Shego put her head back and thought. What? Oh...think... ah yes that moronic crap. An evil smile crept up Ron's face. She looked at him shocked and waved her hands in defense.

"You-you won't! You wouldn't DARE!"

His smile broadened. "Oh I can dare many things. I bet Dr. Director would think of it as very interesting what I could say..."

Betty looked at him in mild curiosity: "What could you say?"

"Nothing! Nothing serious!" Shego threw in with fear in her voice.

"Oh I think your past IS serious Shego. But don't worry, as long as you stay everything's fine."

"You...YOU EVIL MAN!" She shouted. Suddenly his smile dropped and a voice, cold and ordering, took over:

"I'm not evil I make sure everyone remains loyal. Now get in the car."

Everyone stood up and moved back to the overcar, including Shego. Drakken was beside her as she let her head sink in defeat.

"Hey what is it?" He asked. A loud sigh was the answer. "Don't worry we pay them back when we rule the world!" Shego slowly looked up to him. "I'll work harder okay? And I knew from the beginning that you've been -" His lips were pressed together by a green hand.

"Say that and you're a dead man!" She snapped at him quiet enough to not let anyone else hear it. He looked at her hand with fear and then into her eyes. He quickly nodded and her hand let loose.

"Erm I-" He tried to explain but was quickly cut off.

"Shut it Doc!" She shouted at him, thankfully everyone else was outside at that moment. He went a bit small at that and stepped back. After a loud and angry grunt Shego stomped out of the hospital. Drakken was alone with his thoughts. But...I justed wanted to make her ease up a bit. It's not fair. Everytime we lose because of my plans she shouts at me like hell. But when we lose because she couldn't keep the buffoon from getting to the selfdestruction she shouts at ME too! She always just shouts at me...no matter if I do something right or wrong it's all wrong to her. Then poor Drakken sat down on a couch and withdrew the pistol he had with. Maybe she thinks I'm not doing something wrong when I learn to handle that one. I wonder if she would care about it if I'd just work with someone else for a few hours or days. She'd been musing about a few days off anyway. He looked into the barrel and quickly dropped it back to his lap, remembering what Henry had shouted at him. That Henry doesn't have Shego against her. I bet it's so because he's a strong leader. He doesn't let his lips get pressed close and isn't beeing beaten by her. AND she doesn't shout at him all the time. The front door opened. Maybe I should just try to be a strong leader too.

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"How's Bonnie?" Tara asked while looking into the small mirror that hung before, above her and between the frontseats. It gave no answerr. Insted it looked at her left shoulder. Its movements froze for a second before Bonnie got pulled up and into her seat.

"Will she be okay?"

Bonnie grunted and her eyes opened slowly. She spotted the thing looking at her and screamed. "Tara help!"

"He's okay he saved us! And he's gonna treat your wound."

"No! NEVER!" It took a small round dose and looked at it, then back at Bonnie. She began to shiver slightly.

"Bonnie he isn't one of them! I saw him killing one of those!"

Bonnie still not convinced, kept staring at the black mean looking commando. No way that thing is gonna touch me! It's so...mean! To Bonnie the sharp plates, mean cuts and the fact it had a rifle on its shoulder whose knife was bloodcovered were clear signs. After what seemed to be an eternity Tara spoke again: "Okay Bonnie I have to drive, and he looks like a trained medic. And if he does anything I'll make him regret it." She narrowed her eyes at the last sentence and the subtle undertone of violence was in her voice again.

"But...but-"

"Don't worry Bonnie I'll watch out. I promised you to always be there."

Bonnie gazed at it again, then back to her friends nice and warmly smiling face. "If you touch me at you-know-where I'll beat you to hell!" She snapped at the thing. Which didn't move. "And stop staring at me like that! You give me the creeps!" It nodded and let one hand make a half circle. She frowned at him irritated.

"I think he wants you to turn around Bonnie."

"Oh yeah? Can't he speak for himself?" Stupid black thing I won't let you touch me! Especially not with those eyes!

"Bonnie he saved our two lives! If he wanted to kill us he'd already done it!"

Bonnie looked at it intensively and slowly turned around. It took her left upper arm in one hand and she flinched. It's grip softened a bit but still moved her arm up. You little bastard how DARE you- wh-what is that? Her arm had a cut at the inner side, its hand put white cotton around it. Every turning of it's gloved hands made her shiver. And everytime it tried to touch her less without letting the bandage get too loose. What does that guy think! He can't just touch people! Her arm was putten up again. Tara watched everything with eagle's eyes.

But for Bonnie it wasn't over with a bandage. The figure looked at her side while she sat there with her arms crossed. It stopped and seemed to be deeply in thoughts. Tara thought: I wonder what he thinks... maybe I can try to understand again. She looked at one of its eyes as it suddenly turned around and looked into the mirror. She understood.

"Bonnie you have to remove your top. He can't put a bandage otherwise."

"WHAT!" Was her shocked answer. It seemed to know about that fact but didn't seem to be happy with it too. "NEVER!" Bonnie screamed and crossed her arms before the chest protectively. It simply kept standing still. Ohhh this way to tough for Bonnie...

"Can't you do that? I mean IT can drive TOO!" Right but... Tara bit her lower lip. That was true for a part but Bonnie didn't know it all.

"I know... but-"

"BUT? NO BUT!" I think Bonnie has to be convinced otherwise. Hmmm let's see.

"I know that's difficult but you have a wound at your midsection and -"

"What? Really?" It nodded just as Tara. Bonnie screamed at it: "YOU WERE NOT ASKED!" Bonnie you don't make it easier.

"Bonnie we are hunted by massmurderers and don't have the time to stop. Besides we're only going to hospital to get your dad!"

"But I'm injured!"

"Not heavily, Bonnie. That you woke up so fast shows it."

Bonnie was near to the tears: "But Tara!"

Said Blonde slowly turned around and smiled at her. "Don't worry, I trust that man. And he will remove his mask." If it was unhappy with that it was not to see, but Tara felt something, even through the emotional barrier it's armour build. Not annoyance. Fear. He...fears removing the mask? Why? It's not like we would shout at him...at least not me.

"Yeah put that stupid mask away!" She shouted and it looked at her with its merciless red blazing eyes. She cowered in fear. Hands went behind its head and staggered. Then it nodded.

"Later?" Bonnie said quietly. It nodded.

"Do you... promise to... not hurt me? And to not...touch me? And that you look away?"

It nodded slowly, she looked at Tara, who also nodded. Then she turned and put the cheerleadertop off while it looked out of the window. Poor Bonnie. I wish I could do this and not him. She looked at the cut at her left side. It went through the side of her bra's side holder underneath her armpit but didn't touch her bosom. Then she gulped and crossed her arms before her chest and started to shiver. Both from cold and the expected thing. Her entire body tensed and she let out a muffled sigh. Then gloved fingers slowly raised her bra's holder and slowly put a piece of white cotton between it and her skin. It burned terribly as it carefully pressed it against her skin. Small tears ran down her cheeks, but stopped and made space for mild confusion as she felt hands on her shoulders, gently pressing upon it. Bonnie's head turned around and she saw that it reached her the top while looking away. She took it on and turned around. It looked at her and she felt like the red eyes wouldn't try to burn into her soul this time.

"Better." She said, it nodded, took a long piece of cotton and pretended to make itself an armsling. "Okay." She extended her arm and it's hand touched her. She flinched a bit and its hand went back for a few millimeters. Then it took her arm with a gentleness that surprised her and turned the cotton around her shoulder and armpit twice. She frowned, but made more space for him to operate.

"Ummmm...sorry for shouting at you." She said quietly while looking at her arm, which was gently pressed against her chest. The cotton turned around her hand's wrist and went over her chest. She eyed it carefully and saw with satisfaction that the man didn't try to secretely touch her breasts. Then it fixed the armsling at her shoulder and carefully pressed the lower arm more against her chest.

"Should I keep my arm like that?" She asked. He nodded. Again it pressed the upper arm to the chest and it, once more, moved back.

"I guess you are to keep your upper arm pressed against your body neatly but the lower relaxed." Tara said.

Bonnie looked at her in surprise. Oh... Tara's still there too. Totally forgot about her.

"See? Strangers can be nice. Didn't feel that bad did it?" Oh yeah? Well how about YOU get touched like that by a stranger!

"Oh...yeah." Suddenly something impacted her face, she blinked and saw that he tried to wipe off an old tear from her cheek. He quickly withdrew his hand and started to put the bandage back again as she caught his arm. One can ask you dumbass. No not... dumbass. Just not...smart.

"No its okay!" He looked at her and staggered. Is he confused? Red eyes went to Tara, who pretended to look at a car or two.

"It's okay do it I was just...surprised." Wait...A guy in menacing looking armour is insecure? Weird.

She let her arm go and he slowly wiped off the old tear, faintly touched her chin and turned it. Doesn't feel...bad. Somehow.

"You look like a young couple!" Tara said while looking over the seat as they stood at a crossing. She smiled evilly.

He just looked at her and Bonnie stammered: "Errr umm-" While becoming red in the face. Tara laughed. I wonder what he looks like under that mask. Maybe...does he hide behind that mask? Does he fear me? It would make sense with the faint touches and stuff. Bonnie studied the black shape before her. It put back the medicine and bandages and got out its pistol after that. Strange. Now he seems so different from how he was just a few seconds ago. He looks selfsecure and like he'd know what he does. And he looks so... cold. So... rejecting. I wonder if he would reject me. No of course he would! Silly me. That's a grownup man. I bet he has his wife waiting for him at home. And kids. Her head was down and a sad expression went over her face. Suddenly a finger moved her chin up and she looked at him...or it. It's pistol was in the hand but his triggerfinger at her chin. Does he...worry about me? Is that possible?

"I'm okay. Really!" It's finger did not release her chin and instead his head moved a bit aside and downwards to her. "Really! Just much stress lately!" He padded her "healthy" shoulder and then got back to checking his pistol. Wow he does care for me and stuff. Looks like he wouldn't be an emotional blank.

"We're here!" Tara spoke and stopped the engine. They got out and Bonnie stood before the huge hospital. Tara approached her. "Hey seems you got a new boyfriend!" What! Never! He wouldn't like me. And I don't even know him.

"No way! I bet he has wife and kids. And I'm just some teenage queen with complexes who keeps shouting at him." Bonnie sounded sad.

"I promise you it won't be that way!" Tara spoke with her always optimistic voice. Oh yeah sure. Like all the other boys who said they'd be different and sensitive and that they'd do anything for me.

The brownhaired beauty looked at her in disbelief: "You know who is underneath that...shell?" Tell me tell em tell me!

"Ummm" Tara playfully touched her chin "I only say I wouldn't be surprised if it would be a certain someone..."

"Who?" KLUNK What was that? Oh-

Both turned around to see the shape with a huge machinegun, which it carried righthanded on its shoulder while lifting a huge backpack from the ground with the left. Oh just him dropping something. I really wonder who that truly is.

Tara gave a conspirative and slyish smile. "Curious, huh?" Bonnie nodded a bit.

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I bet she would respect me more if I would be stronger and stuff. And I bet the ranting unnerves her. And maybe I should build deathrays that are simple handguns. Or maybe... Nanobots! Even smaller than the explosive tick and aggressive... yes...

Drakken looked up and went to the reception. I should discuss that with Henry. I bet he can help me in become better and stronger and stuff. Or he can just tell me how to lead people the way he does.

"Errrm...Miss?" Oh yeah great beginning. She's gonna crap her pants from fear.

The reception lady, more a teenager in white cloth with pink hair, sat loosily on a chair. Oh great one of those punk-snots again.

"Hmm?" She looked up.

"Could you tell me where I can find Henry Rockwaller?"

"Name please." Way more polite and ready to help than Drakken had expected. But resisting.

He frowned, since no resistance had been expected. "Doctor Drakken!" The blue man said while trying to look menacing.

"Sorry mister, you are neither personal nor relative, so I may not let you in." She said with a polite voice. WHAT? Not let ME in?

"Well lady do you want me to come back with a gigantic army of destructobots or throw you out when I rule the world?" His eyes narrowed.

She simply arched a brow. "Sorry mister I may not let you in. And if you insist further I will have to call the security." That dumbfounded him. No one resists ME!

"But-but-but" He stammered with one raised finger.

She simply shook her head. So the great Doctor Drakken, defeated by a teenage nurse-in-training, went out of the building while swearing at himself. What do I do wrong? WHAT? This is so depressing! If Shego would be here that snot wouldn't dare that! Shego... I wonder where she is. He came closer to the frontdoor and it opened, revealing the, to him, most menacing sight ever.

A Black figure, totally black except a small green bag, held a huge gun on one shoulder and bend down to grab a backpack with the other. It's firered eyes stared at him in pure bloodlust and he froze immediatly. Oh god make Shego comes please! SHEGO!

It passed by without looking at him and went to the reception. Two teenage girls in skimpy uniforms ran past him while he calmly walked.One of the girls, wearing an armsling and brown hair, said something to the receptionlady.

"Name please?"

"Bonnie Rockwaller." The woman was about to type something when she spotted the black devil. "Excuse me mister but firearms are not allowed. I must insist that you leave now." It simply looked at her but she didn't freeze or shiver like he had done. Drakken shouted at the group:

"I tried to get past her so you won-"

It dropped the backpack, gripped her head and thrusted it on the table very hardly. "Where?" She struggled for breath and stammered: "Sec-Securi-" BAMM Again her head made contact with the desk. After two breaths she typed on her keyboard. "R319" It took the backpack and moved towards an elevator. What does that man have what I don't have? WHAT? He ran after the figure and the two girls who gave him looks as he approached.

"Ummm I'm Henry's friend you could say..."

He "apologized" to the both who stared at him with narrowed eyes. Red-eye suddenly reached him the hand and he shook it. Both girls looked totally dumbfounded at that. They got into the elevator and drove up, no one spoke a word. After that they got out and the two teenage girls ran to the door while Drakken tried to copy the man's way of walking. They got into the room and he saw that the blond stood, with a warm expression, before an in bed lying man who got hugged by the brownhaired girl. It dropped on a chair and sighed loudly while the chair almost broke under the weight.

"Daddy!" The brownhaired girl said. That must the girl Henry meant earlier.

"Bonnie my girl you made it! Great!" He hugged her back, a huge bandage was strapped above his eye.

"Why did you leave dad?" She released the hug. Oh please stop that stupid kitshy crap!

"Ummm I had an accident with a... blowtorch." No you have been hit by Shego! As he was about to say something Tara looked at him. He got the hint. Drakken might be a bit childish, naive, egocentric AND a fool but not stupid.

"So you met my friend hmm?" Henry said while critically looking at the bandages of his daughter.

"Friend? Oh yeah!" Both looked at the exhausted devil on the chair and Bonnie hugged her dad again.

"Put your mask off no gas in here bud!" He said. It did as ordered, looked to the ground, so that his helmet blocked view and after that looked at them without mask.

"I told you my girl would get you away from suicide!" Henry said happily, not seeing the empty face. Suicide? Whow that is...harsh.

"She was the one who made me consider it." A TEENAGER? What the hell? How can a teenager be more menacing then ME? Bonnie turned around to look.

Numb eyes caught hers as she recognised the face. It was the person she had rejected and hurt, it was the runner. "You...YOU?"

He nodded. "It was me all the time."

"What do you mean all the time?" Henry asked while worriedly looking at his still-frozen daughter.

Tara took that as signal. "Bonnie got saved on a party and he saved me too. But Bonnie kept mocking him after he had to kill a deadly injured girl. He started to cry as Bonnie kept on and ran away." Cry? Why the hell is a crying teenager stronger than me? How?

"Not only after that. Before too." Max said.

"That's... not good. Bonnie why didn't you tell me that you met my comrade?"

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HIM? But...why didn't he say something? Does he hate me? Why did he save me then? "I...I..."

Again Tara: "Josh, her freshly splitten boyfriend, died when they met."

And I blamed him for that...Oh god he must hate me... "I...umm"

"Be quiet Rockwaller. You only make it worse." For you? Oh how should I explain... "I..."

"Right. You always come first in your mind." But...How should I have known?

Henry, who had listened quietly until then, spoke: "Okay people that won't bring us further. I want you all to stay calm and explain what happened. And then we can start to sort out this mess." Mess? This is an UBER-MESS!

"Where is the rest and the fight; How do I reload this mg42 and how the m96; is this armour regenaritive?" Max asked. Nothing about me? Maybe...maybe he doesn't hate me!

"Not that. How this all happened he wants to know." Tara said. Henry looked away.

"Henry knows the answers." Drakken said. But that's not important now! And Henry bit his lower lip.

"Do-Do you hate me?" Bonnie blurted out. Please say no, please! He shook his head. Oh god yes! Maybe If I apologize and-

"You took any emotions from me. Hatred is one of them." Oh no it's even worse!

"Folks... I'l explain now." Henry said while looking up again. All eyes except two numb ones looked at him. "Wait- Drakken you should have left with the others!"

"Oh I... err." He tried to explain. Like that would be important now!

"Reasons are not important." Max said. Not in this case.

Henry seemed to agree. "Okay so... I've been the headscientist for a goverment project. It should produce the ultimate warrior by using genetic manipulation, a bacteria and insectoid elements. We made it to create a virus that embedded a bacteria into the human body. That bacteria made humans faster, stronger and more resistant. However a sideeffect was that...the bacteria was a parasite that took over its victims to feed on them. As the bacteria entered the human brain it must have learned that it can feed on others by using its host."

"Means that Undead and all sorts of overpowered Bioweapons slaughter mankind."

"They attack, not slaughter-"

"A descendant of Upperton says that. How cynic."

"Would you please stop to interrupt him?" Drakken asked the blackclad teenager.

"Well...my boss got more and more...excentric. He started to use bums and homeless people to experiment on."

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you!" Bonnie suddenly spoke. "Really... I was...stupid-I'm sorry!" Why was he so gently then?

Henry asked: "Honey? What for?"

"I-" She began but got interrupted: "-stand guard outside. The black men will come soon." Max got out with his mg42 in hands.

"Black men?" She asked. There are MORE like him? Don't tell me all the nerds and geeks hav united against me...

Tara answered: "They attacked us and he narrowly saved us from them."

Henry nodded. "Drakken please join Max outside." Drakken frowned but obeyed.

"Now Honey you and your friend explain me what happened." Henry, just the loving father, gently insisted for an explanation.

Tara began: "We went back to the schoolgym because we had an important game to cheer at. After a nice ride with your Harley we dressed up and performed. Then we were about to leave as six black shapes in similar clothes to his (she pointed to the door) somewhat... appeared on the field and shot everyone. We ran, but Bonnie and me would be dead now if he wouldn't have took bullets for us. After that he helped me carry Bonnie to a taxi and stopped it by shooting the driver. (Henry's eyes widened) One of the shapes appeared in front of the car and he somewhat shot it dead. But it didn't stay dead, it turned after us and walked after our car. Luckily he had stolen it's gun and ammo."

"Hence the mg...42? And the backpack right?"

Tara nodded and went on: "During the ride he bandaged Bonnie's injuries-"

"And I kept shouting at him for that!" Bonnie threw in.

"How did you get in I mean that wom-"

"He made her kiss the table." Henry frowned, looked down and said: "You mean-"

Tara nodded and Henry took a deep breath. "Then this IS bad."

"Dad? If... I mean... if a girl makes a boy run off...do you think that...that boy will accept an appology? Even when he cried?"

Henry thought at that for long. "If you stay nice and prove him that you're sorry: Yes." She smiled and hugged him again.

"But it will be difficult if you consider his background honey." I don't care! I at least want to make him forgive me!

The door opened and Drakken came in, the long k98 rifle in hands and with fear in the face. After him Max walked in, without mask but still with the same calm but determined steps.

"They attack. We must evacuate immediatly."