Connection Terminated: Vertigo
Hey, watching all these war movies and replaying Metal Gear Solid 2's given me a new drive to upload this! Thank all the hapless Russian soldiers I've killed with my M4!
Exist to Inspire
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13:02, Somewhere in Russia
A blade swung over the caramel brown hair of Sarah as she sparred against the equally skilled soldier, Drake. Blurred, she spun to the side, evading another quick one-handed blow from her adversary, and lashed out with the nunchakus in her hand. Drake's blade came up, blocking, spinning and nearly slicing her legs off if it weren't for a well-timed jump.
A few meters away, leaning against a pole, Ivan Elmdor, long arms folded across his the chest area of his black shirt, stared at the ground. Blaze and Ice, standing but a short distance from him, shifted uncomfortably as they remembered their quick defeat at the hands of the unknown assailant.
"You two lost. Plain and simple."
Ivan said quietly, raising one hand to his forehead for some support. He turned his steely glare at them and narrowed his eyes. "Two of the world's most proficient mercenaries are defeated by one, I repeat, one unknown soldier." He continued in barely a whisper but still enough to emote his true anger and irritation. He removed his hand and stared eye-to- eye with his hired assassins. "Explain." He ordered in a sharp tone of voice and Blaze's eye twitched, seeing as he was unused to being interrogated for failure. "We underestimated his skill." Ice said simply, raising one hand slightly to signal her somewhat unrestrained brother to hold his frustration in. Ivan let loose a sigh reminiscent of a man about to give his final orders to kill insubordinate fools. "Oh well. I cannot blame you two for underestimating that man." Ivan said a bit louder, his familiar smile returning to his face. Blaze coughed slightly, to show his surprise, and scratched the back of his head. "Excuse me?" He asked, as though Ivan was not made clear. Ice nodded in agreement, apparently confused as well. Ivan raised an eyebrow and clicked a button on his watch. A hologram immediately played out from the watch, showing a picture of three people. He clicked another button and zoomed in on the youngest soldier, a boy no younger than 18. "This was washed out of history so do not tell anyone else about the information you are about to hear." Ivan said seriously, eliciting not even a twitch from the now stone-cold twins. He coughed and began his explanation. "2 years ago, a special team of snipers was trained in Nest, one of two government space stations now defunct. One of them betrayed his two comrades to fight for the rebel "cause" . . ." Ivan started, his mouth curving into something signifying great distaste or displeasure. "Anyway, before this event, we designed three suits for each of the snipers. Two of them are the ones you took off last night for your more comfortable sleeveless shirts and pants." Ivan said, his voice tinged with a small bit of sarcasm as he eyed the clothes of the two mercenaries. Ice raised her eyebrow and Ivan smiled before continuing. "Blaze wore the suit of the traitor Blind Eagle. It was unused he gave up ownership once he left the government." Ivan explained and the red Machina armor began overlapping the clothes of Blind Eagle. He pressed another button and the hologram cycled the figures, focusing on the female sniper who looked like she was the one year senior of the first soldier. "Ice, your new armor is the one Blood Eagle was supposed to inherit. Her own former comrade gunned her down before that though . . ." He trailed off, his lips curling up once more. Ivan then pressed a button that rotated the picture once more to show the last, most emotionless, empty-looking one yet. The eldest, around 21 most likely, with sleek white hair that fell through the back of his head to his shoulders and a demeanor of a glacier stared back at them from his floating existence. "Blank Eagle. He was the last blood relative of Drake . . . Forced Blind off a cliff, using his superior white armor to do so." Ivan said and Blaze's muscles presently tightened in response. "The Machina armor you don't have yet." Ice cut in ahead of her elder brother and Ivan nodded, giving a sigh of regret. He removed the form of Blank Eagle and concentrated on the armor. He opened his mouth to speak but Blaze smirked smugly and gave his interruption. "Since Drake is Russian and his brother is too, he probably left the armor somewhere around and you want us to hunt down the Russian who picked it up and is using it as a weapon against you." Blaze said quickly and Ivan smiled back.
"Exactly."
"Mission accepted. Ice and I will proceed to the mech terminal here."
"All right then. By the way, Sarah, I have something for you to do . . ."
22: 45, Indonesian Government Control Center, Somewhere near the mainland
A clenched fist jammed an elongated explosive into the forest green back of one of the government's first mass produced Frames, the Locusts, which he thought somehow resembled gigantic Vire in their design. Ray wiped some sweat off his forehead, rubbing the yin yang cloth that covered his forehead, and ran out of the hangar stealthily. Equipped with the same suit Tyson had wore to rescue Mariah, he pressed a button on his wrist and simultaneously detonated all the Locust Frames as it would be impossible for him to trigger the bombs from a farther distance. An alarm immediately sounded out through the entire compound and Ray took a quick glance into the inferno that once housed the relatively small Locusts and sprinted down the hall. "I got the Frames." Ray mumbled into the mouthpiece of his suit and a small whistle was his response. "Smooth work, man! But we see one A- class Frame hovering beside the deck of the base. You might have some company." Max's cheery voice replied and an ethereal green visor covered Ray's eyes, showing the fuzzy layout of the base and the outline of the Frame hovering beside it. "Eh, apparently the SEA base has no precise thermal scanning so we can't get the accurate location of whoever was dropped off here." Max finished and closed his end of the line, leaving Ray in a base swarming with alarmed government soldiers. Ray shook his head and rushed through the corridor, leaving behind the smoking Locust hangar.
Ray pressed his back against the wall, holding a submachine gun he picked up from a dead guard, and peered past the corner of the metal wall. "Damn!" He mumbled and clicked another button on the side of his headset and contacted Mariah, who was supposed to have destroyed the other Locust hangar on the base. "Ray?" Mariah replied and Ray glanced around furtively before continuing the conversation. "Get the boat ready, I'm going to blast my way out of here." Ray said quietly while his fingers tapped the reserve explosives attached to his waist. Mariah sighed and he heard her get up from a sitting position. "Be careful, all right?" She replied and Ray rolled his eyes before smiling, even though she couldn't see him. "Yeah, I will." He finished and pressed down on the button beside his ear again before grabbing two handfuls of the high power explosives at his side and jogging over to the relatively thick wall that separated him from the sea. Ray jammed the stick-shaped devices into the wall like he did to the Frames and rolled over to the edge of the wall, barely hiding himself from the troop of completely blue armor-covered guards. He pressed down on the activation trigger and shielded his eyes from the flash of light as the explosives detonated outwards, which effectively sent a few tons of scrap metal flying into the ocean. "Game's up." He murmured as frantic government soldiers ran over to the site of the explosion and immediately opened fire on the Chinese rebel. Running away from the bullets that nipped at his heels like wild dogs, Ray lunged forward and rolled out of the gaping hole in the corridor. He spun around in midair, twisting his body to face the soldiers, who were peering down and firing away with their custom built rifles, and returned a volley of ammunition from his "borrowed" submachine gun. Three guards let out a scream of pain and terror as they fell over the edge and plummeted downwards. Ray spun in the air again as a speedboat, driven by Mariah and a few other Central China rebels, rounded a corner and appeared under him, ready to catch their falling comrade. Ray landed deftly on two feet as his fellow rebels simultaneously raised their firearms to the soldiers above and let loose with a barrage of ammunition.
"Nice timing!" Ray shouted over the shooting to Mariah, who smirked at him before slinging the twin submachine guns she had received from the SEA armory off her waist and joining their allies in annihilating the government troops. He shook his head and grabbed the controls of the ship just as Max's panicked voice came online. "Ray! We have a slight problem concerning the Frame . . ." He trailed off just as Ray noticed a sky blue Frame fly over the horizon and fire a silver cable from its chest down to the water in behind him. The cockpit hatch flew open just as two gigantic unarmed government carriers appeared above it and opened their containment units, releasing hordes of small black insectoid creatures into the air.
"Hey! Don't you think we figured out your little scheme already?" A female voice said with a tinge of arrogance as she jumped onto the cable and skated down to the rebels, flaunting a powerful-looking rifle. Ray swerved the speedboat in a complete 180-degree turn, dropping the controls and opening fire at the government agent. "Sarah!" A voice exclaimed from the crowd as the soldier realized who the assailant was, but a stream of bullets down the soldier's throat silenced any more exclamations. Sarah, her mouth folded into a thin line of concentration, crouched and grabbed the cable with one gloved hand, spinning herself under and over the cable just as ammunition whizzed overhead. She kicked off from the silver cable and somersaulted over to a rocky outcropping jutting out from the churning waters, returning fire to the rebel battalion. "Maybe you should pay more attention to the other soldiers! Vire, attack now!" She shouted and the rebel fighters turned their attention to the hovering things in the air, which suddenly sprouted wings from their backs and raced down the sky to the relatively small speedboat. "Mariah! Get down!" Ray shouted and pushed the pink-haired rebel down as a Vire swooped down from the air and nearly cut off her head with sickle-like finger blades.
"They're too fast! We can't shoot 'em down!" "Quick! There's another one over there!"
It made a sharp turn in the air and hovered a few meters away from the two rebels, emitting a mechanical laugh. "You're the girl I shot a few months ago. Pleasant to see you still alive." The eerie voice of the Vire leader Moritsune stated calmly just as his fellow Vire appeared behind him, all their red eyes flashing in the darkness of the night. Sarah groaned and shot down another rebel, signaling the Vire to execute a rehearsed maneuver with her other hand. "Go!" She shouted before ducking behind a rock as bullets ricocheted off her protection. The Vire emitted another mechanical whir, folding their mantis-like wings into their backs and diving into the deep blue sea. The attention of the rebels was now split two ways, one half blasting away at the irritatingly skilled government agent, whose lone rifle was doing more damage than a dozen of theirs combined, and the other half helplessly spending ammunition into impossibly untouchable monsters that were capable of leaping out of the water, over the speedboat, to grab one rebel and drag the unfortunate soul back down with it. Sarah gave another signal, causing the Vire to come shooting out of the sea and hover in the air, before standing up and pointing her rifle at the five remaining rebels. "You wish you died all those months ago. You just prolonged the inevitable for but a little while." Sarah, her eyes trained on Ray, said coldly and he replied with a defiant look on his face, simultaneously edging to the side to cover Mariah from the line of fire. "Go on then, get over with it." He replied bravely, his eyes filled with courage and anger at the same time. Sarah shook her head and took her aim just as a silver blade came flying through the air and slashing through at least three of her nearly invincible Vire. Sarah's gaze was diverted to the scene where the lone soldier wearing Blank Eagle's old uniform was practically jumping off water to cut through her surprised units like scissors through paper. Taking the distraction as an advantage, Ray reached for the speedboat's controls and started up the engine, praying that it wasn't blown up during the firefight. Fortunately, it was still functional and he zoomed away from the fight scene, taking one glance at the enigmatic man known as Cypher.
Sarah muttered a quick curse before switching her rifle to sniping mode and loading it with a tracer/ hacking device. She rose up the weapon to her eye and squeezed the trigger, latching the tiny and insignificant-looking gadget onto the speedboat as Cypher dueled away with the last remaining Vire, Moritsune. The Vire landed a powerful kick against the armored soldier's chest, sending him into the rock wall of the plateau the base was built on. Moritsune swooped over to his leader, glancing over his shoulder as the skilled fighter known as Cypher (A/N: Hey, a rhyme!) popped out from the water, running across the surface to reach his adversary. "Miss Sarah, I believe it would be wise to evacuate." Moritsune stated calmly but she brushed him off, loading an armor-piercing bullet into her rifle and placing her rifle's crosshair right over the back of Ray's head. "Hold him off for a second. I'm not going to lose after coming so far . . ." Sarah mumbled quietly as her finger closed into the trigger, firing a bullet right Ray's head when what she would believe to be impossible happened right before her eyes. Another bullet intercepted hers in midair, ending her hopes of killing a critical part of the rebel movement. Her eyes moved upward to the origin of the bullet and she nearly fell off her little island, catching a glimpse of a brown-haired boy with a red cloth wrapped around his forehead. Sarah's hand compulsively grabbed her own forehead as an enormous migraine attacked her, leaving Moritsune to slide his arms under her and carry her up to her Frame.
Cypher landed beside the waiting boy, who had the sniper rifle resting on his back, and folded his katana back into its place. Cypher clicked a button on the side of his helmet and removed it, revealing two bright orange spikes of hair. "You look like you saw a ghost." Cypher asked, taking note of the distracted expression on his comrade's face. The boy shook off the feeling and walked over to the concealed hovercraft that was waiting for them. "Sorry. I remembered someone I left behind a long time ago." The boy said quietly before opening the door to the hovercraft and entering the somewhat modern transport machine.
"I thought you left behind that life already, Aquila."
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Hey, watching all these war movies and replaying Metal Gear Solid 2's given me a new drive to upload this! Thank all the hapless Russian soldiers I've killed with my M4!
Exist to Inspire
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13:02, Somewhere in Russia
A blade swung over the caramel brown hair of Sarah as she sparred against the equally skilled soldier, Drake. Blurred, she spun to the side, evading another quick one-handed blow from her adversary, and lashed out with the nunchakus in her hand. Drake's blade came up, blocking, spinning and nearly slicing her legs off if it weren't for a well-timed jump.
A few meters away, leaning against a pole, Ivan Elmdor, long arms folded across his the chest area of his black shirt, stared at the ground. Blaze and Ice, standing but a short distance from him, shifted uncomfortably as they remembered their quick defeat at the hands of the unknown assailant.
"You two lost. Plain and simple."
Ivan said quietly, raising one hand to his forehead for some support. He turned his steely glare at them and narrowed his eyes. "Two of the world's most proficient mercenaries are defeated by one, I repeat, one unknown soldier." He continued in barely a whisper but still enough to emote his true anger and irritation. He removed his hand and stared eye-to- eye with his hired assassins. "Explain." He ordered in a sharp tone of voice and Blaze's eye twitched, seeing as he was unused to being interrogated for failure. "We underestimated his skill." Ice said simply, raising one hand slightly to signal her somewhat unrestrained brother to hold his frustration in. Ivan let loose a sigh reminiscent of a man about to give his final orders to kill insubordinate fools. "Oh well. I cannot blame you two for underestimating that man." Ivan said a bit louder, his familiar smile returning to his face. Blaze coughed slightly, to show his surprise, and scratched the back of his head. "Excuse me?" He asked, as though Ivan was not made clear. Ice nodded in agreement, apparently confused as well. Ivan raised an eyebrow and clicked a button on his watch. A hologram immediately played out from the watch, showing a picture of three people. He clicked another button and zoomed in on the youngest soldier, a boy no younger than 18. "This was washed out of history so do not tell anyone else about the information you are about to hear." Ivan said seriously, eliciting not even a twitch from the now stone-cold twins. He coughed and began his explanation. "2 years ago, a special team of snipers was trained in Nest, one of two government space stations now defunct. One of them betrayed his two comrades to fight for the rebel "cause" . . ." Ivan started, his mouth curving into something signifying great distaste or displeasure. "Anyway, before this event, we designed three suits for each of the snipers. Two of them are the ones you took off last night for your more comfortable sleeveless shirts and pants." Ivan said, his voice tinged with a small bit of sarcasm as he eyed the clothes of the two mercenaries. Ice raised her eyebrow and Ivan smiled before continuing. "Blaze wore the suit of the traitor Blind Eagle. It was unused he gave up ownership once he left the government." Ivan explained and the red Machina armor began overlapping the clothes of Blind Eagle. He pressed another button and the hologram cycled the figures, focusing on the female sniper who looked like she was the one year senior of the first soldier. "Ice, your new armor is the one Blood Eagle was supposed to inherit. Her own former comrade gunned her down before that though . . ." He trailed off, his lips curling up once more. Ivan then pressed a button that rotated the picture once more to show the last, most emotionless, empty-looking one yet. The eldest, around 21 most likely, with sleek white hair that fell through the back of his head to his shoulders and a demeanor of a glacier stared back at them from his floating existence. "Blank Eagle. He was the last blood relative of Drake . . . Forced Blind off a cliff, using his superior white armor to do so." Ivan said and Blaze's muscles presently tightened in response. "The Machina armor you don't have yet." Ice cut in ahead of her elder brother and Ivan nodded, giving a sigh of regret. He removed the form of Blank Eagle and concentrated on the armor. He opened his mouth to speak but Blaze smirked smugly and gave his interruption. "Since Drake is Russian and his brother is too, he probably left the armor somewhere around and you want us to hunt down the Russian who picked it up and is using it as a weapon against you." Blaze said quickly and Ivan smiled back.
"Exactly."
"Mission accepted. Ice and I will proceed to the mech terminal here."
"All right then. By the way, Sarah, I have something for you to do . . ."
22: 45, Indonesian Government Control Center, Somewhere near the mainland
A clenched fist jammed an elongated explosive into the forest green back of one of the government's first mass produced Frames, the Locusts, which he thought somehow resembled gigantic Vire in their design. Ray wiped some sweat off his forehead, rubbing the yin yang cloth that covered his forehead, and ran out of the hangar stealthily. Equipped with the same suit Tyson had wore to rescue Mariah, he pressed a button on his wrist and simultaneously detonated all the Locust Frames as it would be impossible for him to trigger the bombs from a farther distance. An alarm immediately sounded out through the entire compound and Ray took a quick glance into the inferno that once housed the relatively small Locusts and sprinted down the hall. "I got the Frames." Ray mumbled into the mouthpiece of his suit and a small whistle was his response. "Smooth work, man! But we see one A- class Frame hovering beside the deck of the base. You might have some company." Max's cheery voice replied and an ethereal green visor covered Ray's eyes, showing the fuzzy layout of the base and the outline of the Frame hovering beside it. "Eh, apparently the SEA base has no precise thermal scanning so we can't get the accurate location of whoever was dropped off here." Max finished and closed his end of the line, leaving Ray in a base swarming with alarmed government soldiers. Ray shook his head and rushed through the corridor, leaving behind the smoking Locust hangar.
Ray pressed his back against the wall, holding a submachine gun he picked up from a dead guard, and peered past the corner of the metal wall. "Damn!" He mumbled and clicked another button on the side of his headset and contacted Mariah, who was supposed to have destroyed the other Locust hangar on the base. "Ray?" Mariah replied and Ray glanced around furtively before continuing the conversation. "Get the boat ready, I'm going to blast my way out of here." Ray said quietly while his fingers tapped the reserve explosives attached to his waist. Mariah sighed and he heard her get up from a sitting position. "Be careful, all right?" She replied and Ray rolled his eyes before smiling, even though she couldn't see him. "Yeah, I will." He finished and pressed down on the button beside his ear again before grabbing two handfuls of the high power explosives at his side and jogging over to the relatively thick wall that separated him from the sea. Ray jammed the stick-shaped devices into the wall like he did to the Frames and rolled over to the edge of the wall, barely hiding himself from the troop of completely blue armor-covered guards. He pressed down on the activation trigger and shielded his eyes from the flash of light as the explosives detonated outwards, which effectively sent a few tons of scrap metal flying into the ocean. "Game's up." He murmured as frantic government soldiers ran over to the site of the explosion and immediately opened fire on the Chinese rebel. Running away from the bullets that nipped at his heels like wild dogs, Ray lunged forward and rolled out of the gaping hole in the corridor. He spun around in midair, twisting his body to face the soldiers, who were peering down and firing away with their custom built rifles, and returned a volley of ammunition from his "borrowed" submachine gun. Three guards let out a scream of pain and terror as they fell over the edge and plummeted downwards. Ray spun in the air again as a speedboat, driven by Mariah and a few other Central China rebels, rounded a corner and appeared under him, ready to catch their falling comrade. Ray landed deftly on two feet as his fellow rebels simultaneously raised their firearms to the soldiers above and let loose with a barrage of ammunition.
"Nice timing!" Ray shouted over the shooting to Mariah, who smirked at him before slinging the twin submachine guns she had received from the SEA armory off her waist and joining their allies in annihilating the government troops. He shook his head and grabbed the controls of the ship just as Max's panicked voice came online. "Ray! We have a slight problem concerning the Frame . . ." He trailed off just as Ray noticed a sky blue Frame fly over the horizon and fire a silver cable from its chest down to the water in behind him. The cockpit hatch flew open just as two gigantic unarmed government carriers appeared above it and opened their containment units, releasing hordes of small black insectoid creatures into the air.
"Hey! Don't you think we figured out your little scheme already?" A female voice said with a tinge of arrogance as she jumped onto the cable and skated down to the rebels, flaunting a powerful-looking rifle. Ray swerved the speedboat in a complete 180-degree turn, dropping the controls and opening fire at the government agent. "Sarah!" A voice exclaimed from the crowd as the soldier realized who the assailant was, but a stream of bullets down the soldier's throat silenced any more exclamations. Sarah, her mouth folded into a thin line of concentration, crouched and grabbed the cable with one gloved hand, spinning herself under and over the cable just as ammunition whizzed overhead. She kicked off from the silver cable and somersaulted over to a rocky outcropping jutting out from the churning waters, returning fire to the rebel battalion. "Maybe you should pay more attention to the other soldiers! Vire, attack now!" She shouted and the rebel fighters turned their attention to the hovering things in the air, which suddenly sprouted wings from their backs and raced down the sky to the relatively small speedboat. "Mariah! Get down!" Ray shouted and pushed the pink-haired rebel down as a Vire swooped down from the air and nearly cut off her head with sickle-like finger blades.
"They're too fast! We can't shoot 'em down!" "Quick! There's another one over there!"
It made a sharp turn in the air and hovered a few meters away from the two rebels, emitting a mechanical laugh. "You're the girl I shot a few months ago. Pleasant to see you still alive." The eerie voice of the Vire leader Moritsune stated calmly just as his fellow Vire appeared behind him, all their red eyes flashing in the darkness of the night. Sarah groaned and shot down another rebel, signaling the Vire to execute a rehearsed maneuver with her other hand. "Go!" She shouted before ducking behind a rock as bullets ricocheted off her protection. The Vire emitted another mechanical whir, folding their mantis-like wings into their backs and diving into the deep blue sea. The attention of the rebels was now split two ways, one half blasting away at the irritatingly skilled government agent, whose lone rifle was doing more damage than a dozen of theirs combined, and the other half helplessly spending ammunition into impossibly untouchable monsters that were capable of leaping out of the water, over the speedboat, to grab one rebel and drag the unfortunate soul back down with it. Sarah gave another signal, causing the Vire to come shooting out of the sea and hover in the air, before standing up and pointing her rifle at the five remaining rebels. "You wish you died all those months ago. You just prolonged the inevitable for but a little while." Sarah, her eyes trained on Ray, said coldly and he replied with a defiant look on his face, simultaneously edging to the side to cover Mariah from the line of fire. "Go on then, get over with it." He replied bravely, his eyes filled with courage and anger at the same time. Sarah shook her head and took her aim just as a silver blade came flying through the air and slashing through at least three of her nearly invincible Vire. Sarah's gaze was diverted to the scene where the lone soldier wearing Blank Eagle's old uniform was practically jumping off water to cut through her surprised units like scissors through paper. Taking the distraction as an advantage, Ray reached for the speedboat's controls and started up the engine, praying that it wasn't blown up during the firefight. Fortunately, it was still functional and he zoomed away from the fight scene, taking one glance at the enigmatic man known as Cypher.
Sarah muttered a quick curse before switching her rifle to sniping mode and loading it with a tracer/ hacking device. She rose up the weapon to her eye and squeezed the trigger, latching the tiny and insignificant-looking gadget onto the speedboat as Cypher dueled away with the last remaining Vire, Moritsune. The Vire landed a powerful kick against the armored soldier's chest, sending him into the rock wall of the plateau the base was built on. Moritsune swooped over to his leader, glancing over his shoulder as the skilled fighter known as Cypher (A/N: Hey, a rhyme!) popped out from the water, running across the surface to reach his adversary. "Miss Sarah, I believe it would be wise to evacuate." Moritsune stated calmly but she brushed him off, loading an armor-piercing bullet into her rifle and placing her rifle's crosshair right over the back of Ray's head. "Hold him off for a second. I'm not going to lose after coming so far . . ." Sarah mumbled quietly as her finger closed into the trigger, firing a bullet right Ray's head when what she would believe to be impossible happened right before her eyes. Another bullet intercepted hers in midair, ending her hopes of killing a critical part of the rebel movement. Her eyes moved upward to the origin of the bullet and she nearly fell off her little island, catching a glimpse of a brown-haired boy with a red cloth wrapped around his forehead. Sarah's hand compulsively grabbed her own forehead as an enormous migraine attacked her, leaving Moritsune to slide his arms under her and carry her up to her Frame.
Cypher landed beside the waiting boy, who had the sniper rifle resting on his back, and folded his katana back into its place. Cypher clicked a button on the side of his helmet and removed it, revealing two bright orange spikes of hair. "You look like you saw a ghost." Cypher asked, taking note of the distracted expression on his comrade's face. The boy shook off the feeling and walked over to the concealed hovercraft that was waiting for them. "Sorry. I remembered someone I left behind a long time ago." The boy said quietly before opening the door to the hovercraft and entering the somewhat modern transport machine.
"I thought you left behind that life already, Aquila."
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