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Black Out: "There's about seven Mts in this city sector. Destroy them!"
Okay, I'm off. I can see my reflection in the glassy cockpit displays, brown hair with bleached streaks, electric blue eyes, and a sculpted jaw. Ironically, right below my reflection is my name and rank; Jake Hunter- UNREGISTERED.
My life long friend, Zak Hindler, is in the other unregistered AC next to mine.
"Jake," I hear as his slim serpentine face, with brown eyes and jet black hair, appears in a vidcomm display to my right, "I've got a lock on one of 'em. Let's move." His face belies his shoulders, chest, and arms. He claims he can bench an AC rifle round.
"Don't worry Zak, I got your back."
I can't believe I'm being evaluated. Pop'll be proud of this! I can finally join him in the Raven Ranks.
"Zak, nine o'clock!"
BANG! One down, six to go.
SWWZZZ! Make that five.
"Hey Zak, we're tied!"
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
These things are dropping like flies between the two of us.
"Jake, DUCK!"
Zak gets off about three rounds as I strafe back and to the right. As I do so, I turn and bring my blade along for the ride.
Between the two of us, we stop the unit in two seconds in a fiery explosion. Being right next to it, I could feel the force through my AC's very structure.
'System switched to normal mode.'
Black Out: "Congratulations, you are now Ravens."
I did it. I'M a RAVEN! Wait, is that the corporate comm channel I hear.
Global Cortex: "Attention all Ravens, the Controller has been destroyed! I repeat, the Controller has been destroyed!"