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Chapter 1

Nine months later…

A group of marines sat uncomfortably inside the military helicopter. They shift and mumble in an effort to obtain a suitable position, for there was apparently more marines than the flimsy aircraft could handle.

Most uncomfortable of all was Tracy, the only female marine of the entire platoon. Growling irritantly, she brushes away her black brown hair from her face and shoves her old friend Robert at her right, who then shoves their old friends Memo and Lawrence next.

"Robert, if that's your hand on my ass, I'll cut your balls off right now and shove it down your fucking throat," Tracy growls menacingly.

Robert innocently whips up both hands and puts them both on the top of his short brown hair to avoid a potentially painful vasectomy.

"It wasn't me," he defends innocently. "It was… Memo!"

"Shut up," Memo barks at him, flicking away a few strands of his black hair.

Meanwhile, Lawrence had had his head resting on his hand with a look of utter irritation on his face. His long short black hair falls over his forehead, seemingly concealing his displeasure. Once in a while, he adjusts his glasses whenever someone bumps into him. He'd say something whenever that happens but he really didn't want to go start a fight in the helicopter, especially since it's over the ocean right now and the fact that he didn't know how to swim reinforces his intentions.

But at that moment, that fiftieth shove pushes him right into a fit of annoyed anger.

"Would you fucking cut that out?" he nearly screams at Tracy.

"Fuck off, bastard!" Tracy shouts back at him.

"Well if you're so uncomfortable, why don't you quit the Marines?" retorts Lawrence. "No one forced you to join."

Tracy feels she knows where this was going. In her mind, she knows Lawrence thinks she joined the marines to be with him. Well, that was very far from the truth.

"That's right, no one forced me to join," the Asian argues back. "I joined for the experience. What's your excuse?"

"I'm here to pay for college," answered Lawrence.

"I thought you weren't 'good enough' for college," retorts Tracy sarcastically. Then in a low voice she adds. "Frickin' weakling."

"You know what; fuck off bitch!" spat Lawrence. "Mind your own damn business!"

"You know, I've about had it up to here with that asshole attitude of yours!" Tracy screams at him. "I've tolerated you since day one yet you can't do the same to me. You think it's all about you. Well you know what? GO FUCK YOURSELF, BASTARD!"

"That's it!" yelled Lawrence, swinging a punch at the female marine.

"Bring it on!" Tracy yells back, lunging at the male Asian with a punch of her own.

"Guys, guys, calm down!" warned Robert, holding back Tracy. "You're both gonna get in trouble!"

"Get a hold of yourselves!" demanded Memo, holding back Lawrence.

"Keep it down in there!" shouted the pilot.

Eventually, things cool down and Tracy was back to being uncomfortable while Lawrence remains irritated by her presence.

"How much longer until we get there?" whined Robert, who was getting tired of having to come between two of his best friends whenever they fought.

"Dunno," replied Memo. He turns his head around towards the pilot. "Hey pilot, how much farther?"

"We should be there in a little less than an hour," answered the pilot. "Just hold tight back there."

Memo turns back and looks around at the crowded helicopter.

"Too late for that," he retorts dryly.

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It was nearly dusk by the time they spotted the island. Everyone in the helicopter became relieved as soon as they felt the helicopter descend. Almost as soon as the pilot lands the helicopter, everyone pours out of the cramped aircraft and began stretching out their limbs and muscles. Once everybody had their muscles stretched, Tracy looks out from the helipad hill and sees the village of concrete and metal in the distance, about three or four miles down into a valley-like environment. Pulling out a pair of binoculars from her pocket vest, she scans the area for signs of life. She found it odd how such facilities should have heavy security and yet there were no guards around at all. It seems as if the buildings were completely abandoned altogether. Just then, Tracy hears the voice of Commander Dean and turns around to find the other marines gathering around him.

"Allright gentlemen," he declares. Then he sees Tracy glaring at him. "And tomboy. Anyhow, something has gone awry in the village laboratories and several security guards have been killed. Our job is to comb the area, figure out what the hell happened here, and rescue any survivors we find. Any questions?"

Sensing an opportunity, Robert quickly raises his hand.

"Yes?" wondered Dean.

"Sorry, but I forgot my combs back on the mainland," blurted Robert. "Can we go back and get them and my burritos? You know us Mexicans and our burritos, amigos."

The group of marines soon breaks with humorous laughter as Commander Dean shakes his head in exasperation.

"I don't know what to do with you Robert," he sighs. Then once the laughter dies down, he continues. "Allright, let's break up into groups of four so we can get this done faster. Robert, you'll go with Memo, Lawrence, and Thomas. Hiro, you're with Tracy, Daniel, and Kenneth. Josh, you're with…"

As the commander calls off more names, the already formed groups break away and begin to search the area for survivors. Marching on the path cutting through the surrounding foliage, Robert and his group eventually come up to the edge of the village which was lined with seemingly miles and miles of fencing topped off with five rows of barbed wire. They follow the fence until they reach the gate, which was closed and locked.

"Anyone know how to unlock an electronically controlled fence?" Memo asks the guys.

Without a word, Lawrence goes up to the keypad panel on the right side of the gate, pulls the covering off, and rips out a handful of wires. In seconds, the gate stirs and slides open.

"Whoa," exclaim Thomas in surprise as he adjusts his military cap. "When did you learn that?"

"Learn what?" Lawrence responds indifferently. "I took a guess."

He turns towards his group with an emotionless look on his face. Robert and Memo look at one another, worried and troubled about their friend.

"Hurry up; I want to get this shit done and over with," he utters irritatedly.

The group remains silent as they enter the village, unsuspecting of what was to come.

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Tracy and her group ended up at another gate, approximately perpendicular in location to the one Robert and his group went through. They try getting the gate open by smashing the keypad panel to bits. Nothing happened.

"Now what?" exasperates Kenneth. "How are we gonna find a way in?"

"Make a way in," Tracy replies nonchalantly. She quickly pulls out her hidden kodachi and slices through the fencing in the blink of an eye. She then rolls the fence apart and creates and opening in the metal mesh. She turns around to find her group staring blankly at her. "You guys coming or what?"

Gulping in fear, the three men proceed to follow the female marine through the fencing, unaware of an invisible figure watching stealthily high up in a tree.