I was sitting at my desk with my feet resting on top and glaring at my computer screen when a guard barged in. I quickly pressed escape and sat up nearly dropping my coffee.

"What the hell, don't you know how to knock?" I demanded.

Ever since the scene with Max my mood just kept going down hill. I glared at the young soldier waiting for him to answer, he couldn't be more than eighteen. His head was shaved so that it reflected light and he looked very nervous and fidgety.

"I-I'm sorry ma'am. Um, you're wanted down below the x5 won't shut up." With that said he quickly hurried out and nearly ran away.

Sighing I rubbed my eyes slipped on my glasses and headed down below. I didn't need this, the other day my contact lens prescirption had run out leaving me just about blind and Chase the blood sucking jerk, wasn't here. He had decided that it was time to get back to his "real" job, being a reporter. Than There was Jake, who was literally on my back demanding to know why the reprogramming wasn't working. How was I to know I wasn't a scientist. As soon as I made downstairs I heard Max screaming her head off. What was she up to? Something didn't feel altogether right.

As I rounded the corner...