I respawned in a short hallway and was forced to feed Anna a few bullets from my Enforcer. I found my way back to the room I had found Jayce in, but she wasn't there, or so I thought.

She jumped down from wherever she was hiding, shooting her precious Rocket Launcher on the way down (she had the extra damage thingy, figures). I died, respawned, and decided to take a more cautious approach. I found a Plasma Rifle and the Shield Belt scoring myself a few frags on the way.

This time I wandered into the room slowly and via a different entrance. She wasn't there again, but I wasn't going to fall for that once more. I looked up and spotted Jayce waiting for me with her feet on a couple pipes and stuff. I let loose a great flurry of green and fragged Jayce at last. I caught her on the way to where the Anti-Grav boots spawned in and caught her going after them. She ate green beam. 'Nuff said.

I wandered the facility a little more, taking out a couple more people when I finally found Jayce again. She had just taken down Gilfred.

"Why did you frag me, Kyla?" she said as innocently as humanly possible, but I didn't fall for it. She tried to pull a Ripper on me, but I smacked it out of her hand.

"Payback. Payback for fragging me those two times." I answered gruffly.

"Yeah, well, all is fair in love," she paused, taking out an F.C I didn't notice right away "and war..."

Jayce aimed for my chest, but what remained of my Shield Belt absorbed the damage. I shot up Jayce with a lot of strafing and about 98 bullets. She fell to the floor in a crumpled heap. When I bent down to pick up her F.C, I noticed a few things unusual about her. Things I didn't remember.

She had dark circles around her eyes probably from training really hard, and a tatoo on her belly I hadn't paid attention to while fighting her. Her hair was grown out to shoulder-length instead of cut short like I had remembered.

Her respawning device was on the ground beside her too.

I gasped, then slowly got up and took a step back. I had killed Jayce for real.

With a heavy heart and a large knot in my throat, I wandered off and avoided that area for the rest of the match and managed to win just by a couple frags, dying myself once. Images from my past worked their way into my head...

Pillowfights, men, makeovers...

Though I just couldn't ignore one thought above them all; what if killing Jayce was for the better?