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"Need a hand?" Silver Siren smiled and leaned over, offering a hand. Miko took it, and dragged herself off the floor. She was still holding onto Vince, so he was dragged up too. Without the weight of two people pinning him down, Jack scrambled to peel himself off the floor, and patted off the non-existent dust on the front of his uniform. The other recruits were too busy gushing over their mentors to pay much attention to them; something Jack was grateful for.

Miko mouthed a 'sorry' to both Jack and Vince, while the boys looked at her, slightly annoyed. Silver Siren looked at them in amusement. He then cleared his throat, bringing all three of their attentions on him. He held out his hand, saying "Silver Siren, of the Raptor Special Ops year 02. You can just call me Silver. Nice to meet you."

Jack, seeing as Miko was too starstruck to answer, and Vince was too busy glaring at her, shook his hand and introduced themselves.

"H-hi. I'm Jack, that's Miko, and the guy next to her is Vince. We're from the Trike Recruit class of 04, but I think you already know."

His smile widening, Silver replied, "Well then, I hope we will work well together." He paused for a moment, then, making a quick motion similar to enlarging objects on a touchscreen, conjured up a hologram showing his contact information.

"I figured, if we are going to work together, we might as well be able to contact each other.", he was quick to explain.

Miko snapped out of her daze, arm-screen, which Jack had learned was actually called a Widget, flickering on as she scrambled to add Silver's contact numbers into her database. Jack and Vince followed suit, albeit in an slower manner.

"We can each send you messages, so you can add our numbers into your contacts.", Jack offered quickly, knowing that Miko was about to burst with questions.

Silver didn't seem to notice Miko's anxious atmosphere, simply nodding and waving the hologram away.

Jack and Vince saw Miko move forward, towards Silver, and subconsciously moved back.

"So, Silver?" He hummed in response, "I've been DYING to meet you! How do you keep your hair so smooth and shiny? Is it true that you have both a dragon and lightning halk? They are so RARE! They're really big too, aren't they, where did you find them? Is it true that you used a scythe to take down an elder? How do you use a scythe anyway? I know it's similar to a staff, but yours can SEPARATE. How do you control it? It must be very taxing-"

Vince pulled Miko away and covered her mouth. Jack turned from observing their ensuing squabble, to addressing a stunned Silver.

"Sorry, she can be a bit ... excitable." Jack said sheepishly, while rubbing his neck.

"Well," Silver shrugged, "no harm no foul, right? I do have a training regimen that I need to get to, so I had better get going."

He walked off in measured steps, boots tapping on the polished marble floor. Jack breathed a sigh of relief, and turned back to the squabble, which had, by now devolved into a cat-fight. Jack laughed dryly, feeling a little exhausted. He went over to the tussling duo, somehow managing to drag each other onto the floor, and were now wrestling.

Jack grabbed onto both members' shirt collars, and yanked them up and apart. They finally noticed Jack and his disappointing gaze, and quickly turned to face him. Miko began whistling while Vince was refusing to look at her. Jack just sighed, and told them to get back to the recruit's area if they had nothing to take care of first.

"What about you, Jack? Where are you going?" Miko asked, while Vince walked back to the elevators.

"I'll just be a short while, I need to pick up some new weapons from room 238-B. You go on ahead." Miko nodded, running after Vince while waving over her shoulder.

Jack smiled, waving back, before heading up the flight of stairs. He headed into the hallway that the stairs led to, rooms lined by number. Since the room number started with a '2' the room must be on the second floor. The ending of the room number was a 'B', so the room was to the right of the hallway. The rooms with an 'A' ending would be found on the left side. The hallway itself was arranged in a snail shell shape, with one corridor bisecting it to allow for easier access. Room 238-B was not too far in, so Jack decided to take the long way around.

He soon arrived at the door, which looked like the door to his room, but with marble coloring. The sensors scanned him, and the lights blinked green before the door slid open to reveal a weapon room. There were some personnel, most likely some tech students roaming around and taking inventory. Jack paid them no mind as he went to a large dispenser in the back, which looked similar to their food dispensers. It was connected to all of the weapon racks, and could pull down various weapons using rolling mechanical limbs that were connected to the racks.

He pressed his thumb on the fingerprint scanner, and the machine lit up. The screen lit up with three options: Retrieve Dual Blades, Retrieve Bow-gun, Exit. Jack chose the first option, and the screen flickered off. The whirring of mechanical limbs drew Jack's attention. He saw an arm reach to grab a pair of red and silver dual blades, while another arm grabbed a pair of scabbards for the blades.

The arms traveled inside the weapon racks to the dispenser. The dispenser was meant to make sure that the weapon being distributed was in good condition. It does this by performing x-rays on the weapons, and checking their structural integrity.

Jack heard a beep and a compartment in the dispenser opened. Beside it, Jack could see the blades through a glass door. They were sheathed, and already strapped to a standard issue belt. The screen flickered on, a PLEASE DISPENSE ORIGINAL GEAR written on the screen.

Jack took off his original belt, with the standard issue blades already on it. He double checked to make sure that everything had been removed from the belt, before placing it in the compartment. He closed it, and heard the machine whir as it processed his original gear.

A green light flashed near the screen, and the glass in front of the new blades popped open. Jack quickly grabbed the belt, securing it around his waist. He slid one of the blades from it's sheath, and examined it.

It used a large fang the size of his forearm as the blade, and had red scales lining the top and the cross-guard. The pommel was coated with several large, silver scales, with the grip being made of a red piece of hide. It was a very nice blade, and Jack was still suprised the administration* would just give it to him.

(administration means the people who run Trike headquarters)

Jack turned and exited the room, waving back at some of the tech students who waved at him. He leisurely walked to the elevator, checking if he had anything on his schedule. There was a low-risk team mission scheduled, though Jack still had three hours left between then and now, with nothing to do.

He decided he may as well go grab lunch. There would start to be lines in arpund two hours, and Jack didn't feel like getting cramps from an undigested meal in the middle of fighting a monster. He walked into the recruit area, only seeing a few recruits in the vicinity.

He walked up to a dispenser, this time picking the option 'Prep'. Jack picked up the bag containing his meal, and headed back to his room, not feeling the urge to get flattened by the crowd.

Entering his room and turning on a video detailing the different types of mutants currently known. There were so many different types of mutants, from monsters that grew stronger from a hunter attack, to those that were born with the power to rend cities asunder.

He dug out his lunch from the bag, this time containing a box of chicken nuggets, a small container of fruit salad, and a sports drink. He was going to need the calories for the upcoming hunt. It was going to be his first time working with Silver, so he had to be in tip top shape. He sat down and started to eat.

Soon, time came for Jack to meet up with his team to come up with a plan for his mission. He quickly changed into his mission gear, strapping on his new pair of blades. He also equipped his distraction kits to the belt. The kits contained everything Jack would need to pull the monster's attention away from everyone, and onto itself.

After making sure that his gear was on properly, he put on his helmet, and locked it into place. Taking one last look at the mirror in the bathroom, Jack hurried to the elevators and headed down to headquarters.

The assigned mission did not have a briefing requirement, because of its low danger rating. It was advised that Jack make a plan with the others, since they weren't used to working with Silver.

He found his teammates in the lobby area, standing underneath the staircase. From Miko's exaggerated hand gestures, they all seemed to be discussing something.

"Hey guys, any new plans on how we're going to take down this beast?", Jack asked.

The mission details only told so much. All Jack knew about the mission target, was that they were targeting a Yain-Kut-Ku, in a low-risk area plains area. They still needed to form a plan on how to take it down.

"I bet Silver's got LOTS of PLANS! Don't ya Silver?" Miko nudged Silver's arm.

He shook his head, hand scratching the back of his neck. "I am supposed to evaluate your progress, and protect you guys from any rouge monsters in the area. For example, while you deal with an alpha monster, I would take care of the rest of the pack. I however, cannot interfere with the main objective."

"Aw..." Miko said, but then perked back up. "Well, at least we still have time to figure this out right guys?"

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Jack was sitting in another transport, this one boasting a coat of light blue and pale yellow scales. They were currently flying over a large field of grass at subsonic speeds. Looking out the window, Jack could make out the silhouettes of grazing aptonoth on the field below.

"Landing sequence initiated. Please standby for touchdown."

"Oh COOL! Hey Raf, check it out!"

"Miko please, stop it before you get whiplash."

Jack, tightly gripping onto his harness, glanced over to his left. Miko was bending out of her seat and pressing her face onto the glass. Raf was trying, and failing to tug her back. Jack, whithout letting go, reached over and tugged Miko back, right before the transport started to lower altitude.

"That was close", Jack muttered, having the breath nocked out of him by the decent.

Miko was no worse for wear, still smiling and whooping with exhilaration. Even Jack had to admit, the transport felt like an overcharged rollercoaster and was AWESOME, as long as didn't punch him in the gut everytime it accelerated.

"The transport has landed in the designated drop zone. Please standby for diagnostics on the surrounding area."

The transport touched down on a grassy plain, and Jack glimpsed a herd of horses nearby before they ran off. The plain was surrounded by bushland and a few trees scattered here and there.

"Diagnostics complete. Please disengage personal safety equipment and exit in an orderly fashion . . .

Before he could see more, Jack was pulled out of his thoughts by Raf, who reminded him what they were here for by tapping his harness. Jack quickly slipped out of the safety measure, and unstrapped his blades from the floor.

Jack then hurried to the exit ramp, pushing past the rest of the recruits to get to his team. Raf was waving at him with Silver, both just waiting for the go-ahead, though Miko was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey, have you guys seen Miko? She's supposed to meet us here." Jack looked around, not seeing any trace of her.

They waited for a while, the crowd exiting the transport dwindled until just one other group was left. Then, Silver caught sight of Miko speeding towards them.

"Sorry I'm late," she shrugged, "the lock on my longsword got stuck."

"So," she exaggeratedly looked around, using her hand to shield her eyes, "where's Birdy?"

Raf pointed towards a patch of trees that lie on the side of a hill.

"We were just about to head out due east, towards the 'hilly' part of the forest. That's where the little birdy is roosting."

"Then let's go now!", Miko exclaimed enthusiastically, "The other teams are probably finding their monsters by now. We don't want to be left behind!"

"Wait, Miko...!"

She then ran off in the direction Raf was pointing to before Jack could stop her.

Jack sighed, it was to be expected. "Come on," he called to the others as he followed Miko's trail, "This is the first time we'll encounter a flying monster, and I don't think Miko has thought that far ahead."

He entered the woods, muttering to himself, "Hopefully she's not monster chow."


They eventually found Miko observing a burn mark along a stretch of trees. The burn mark seared the ground by the trees as well, and was still crackling of draconic energy.

"It looks fresh," Miko commented, poking at the area with a stick, "but definitely not from our bird."

There were giant footprints near the site as well, each around twice Jack's size in diameter, and each a foot deep.

"Hm...m..." Silver walked over to the prints, examining them, "These look like the prints of a Deviljo. Strange to see the first clues of it here, though. Deviljo does not like being subtle."

He walked over to the trees, lightly touching the scorched bark, "It seems that it is marking its new found territory. We should be cautious, recruits like you should not be going up against high class monsters yet-"

"-and Deviljo is one of the worst. After marking its territory, it'll probably start to comb through it." Raf finished.

Everyone but Silver looked at Raf, suprised.

"What?" He asked, pushing up his glasses, "It's literally my job to read about various monsters all day, and I get bored reading about low-class monsters."

"Nevertheless, we must get moving. The Deviljo will surely survey its new territory, and we want to find our bird before then."

Jack checked on his arm, the GPS flashing to life. There was a blinking icon marking the location of the bird flashing on it.

"Looks like a ten minute hike up that hill."

Jack pointed in the direction of a sparsely wooded clearing, heading straight up. There seemed to be a sort of psuedo-path going through it, Jack could barely see it though the undergrowth surrounding it.

"Well," Silver looked up the path, "Might as well start hiking."

None of them noticed the crackling footprints that led through the trees.


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