Jet was transfered to the outskirts of Lancing. He blasted into the sky to get a look around and noticed a strange group a few hundred yards away. As he headed over he recognized a few of them.
First he noticed Nightshade, who was from the maverick hunters. He seemed to be argueing with a ball black repliod. When he turned around, Jet immediatly recognized him as Xero Bloodline. Even though Xero wasn't a hunter, Jet knew enough about him, he was once known as the "Bloody Nightmare" and in this state he had once destroyed the Maverick Hunter HQ. But he had overcome his past and though he wasn't a hunter, he was more of a friend than an enemy. There were also two other figures that Jet didn't know, but he could see that one of them was a half dragon. Jet assumed them to be Xero's companions.
As he got closer, he could hear what they were saying. Nightshade was shouting to Xero to wait up.
Xero turned around. "Now what?"
"How are you going to find Snakeman in the city?" asked Nightshade.
Jet flew down, "I'll go with you. I'm looking for someone myself, I can help you."
They stared at him for a minute. Then Xero sighed, "We've got enough people in this little party, what's one more?" He turned back to Nightshade and answered him, "The city isn't that big and I've got nothing but time on my hands."
"He ditched his armor though," Nightshade continued. "Finding him is like finding a needle in a haystack."
Xero was getting impatient. "Well, genius, how would YOU go about finding him?"
"I'd wait until he makes a move," said Nightshade.
"Heh, nice try," laughed Xero, "But as I said earlier, I'm impatient." And he started walking again towards the city.
Nightshade scowled. "...You're so damn moody," he muttered.
Jet laughed, "Ya I heard he gets that way. Stubborness is a good quality though."
Xero overheard them and grinned, "Stubborness is a family trait. I can't deny my heritage."
Jet caught up with Xero, "I'm with you. By the way, if any of you see a big black maverick with horns and a big scythe in 1 arm and a lance in the other let me know. His name is Dagmor and I need him dead."
Xero laughed at Jet, "Yeah, I'm sure that'll be a hard needle to find..."
"Fine go ahead and try to find Snakeman," Nightshade said to Xero, "But I swear to God if you harm a single person in there..."
"Geez Nightshade, you really are more dense than I thought," exclaimed Xero. "I'm not telling you again, I'm not going to hurt anyone, just find and question Snakeman."
Nightshade scowled, opened a vortex and jumped in.

As the group entered the city the half dragon introduced herself to Jet. Her name was Silver and Xero's other companion was called Majeh. "I wonder where he is," Silver thought out loud. "This is going to be hard..."
"Agreed," replied Xero. "Everyone split up, we'll cover more ground. But remember, I don't wanna start a fight, I just wanna question him."

Jet wandered through the city looking for Dagmor while also keeping an eye open for Xero's Snakeman, though he wasn't sure what he looked like. Movement on a rooftop caught his eye. Someone was jumping from roof to roof! Jet activates his boots and floats up to him. "So seen a big black maverick? Big scythe, lance? You look like you know this city pretty well." There was no reply. Jet continued, "Normal citizens don't jump around on rooftops. Maybe you can help me find him."
The figure looked at Jet for awhile "...Who were you looking for?"
"His name is Dagmor, know anything about him?" Jet asked.
Xero walks down the streets and notices Jet talking to someone atop a building.
"...Dagmor?" the figure replies, "Sorry I haven't. Now I have a lot of work to do so if you'll excuse me..." The man jumps into a crowd of people and vanishes.
Jet jumps after him. Xero notices Jet on the move and follows him on the ground.
"Dammit. Why would he run from me? What's he got to hide?" Jet wondered. Then he saw the man again, he was waving to Jet.
Jet walks over to the man. "Are you looking for him?" the man asks, pointing to a tall black reploid with a scythe.
Jet looks at the reploid. "Holy crap that's Reaver! What's he doing here I wonder..."
As Jet stares, the man silently turns and runs down an alley.
Xero stops behind Jet. "Where the hell did that guy go?"
Jet whirls around. "Wha- He was right here!"
"Who was he?" asks Xero.
"Some guy I found hopping around on the roofs." Jet told him. "I knew he wasnt a normal citizen so I went to ask if he knew about Dagmor."
"Dagmor? What about Snake..man...!" Xero exclaims shaking Jet. "Was that him?"
"Nobody told me what he looked like without his armor, how should I know?" Jet replied. "I guess it could've been him, he ran away so he must have something to hide. Do you think it was Snakeman?"
"I don't know," answered Xero, "but anyone that hops around on rooftops is worth checking out."
"He may be in the league with Dagmor...," started Jet. "Or he could be your Snakeman. He's a suspect either way."
Xero looks around and his eyes rest on a dark alley. "Jet, I'm going down this alley to look, keep your eyes peeled for anything else odd. You keep scouting the city. I'll meet up with you later."
"Ok," says Jet. "Here's my comm frequency and personal beacon so you can find me if I see that guy again."

Jet heads to a bar. "Looks like a shady place," he thinks. "Maybe I can get some info here on Dagmor."
Outside he runs into Silver who looked confused. "Hey," he asks, "Are you lost?"
"Oh its you!" she says recognizing him. "Yes, I am actually."
"I would've thought you'd just fly up, since you're a half dragon, you can tell where everything is that way." says Jet.
"I cant fly when I'm in my human form... unfourtunately..." she replied.
"Can't you change?"
"My energy was drained... thanks to the blob monster... so I can't."
"Wow," whistled Jet. "Sounds like a fight."
"I don't mean to pry but what are you here for?" asked Silver.
Jet answers her slowly. "X... thinks I'm working for a maverick named Dagmor... I found his lance and he thinks I cant be trusted anymore."
"Oh... well, thats not good..."
"No its not," agrees Jet. "So I need to kill him. Or I don't think I can go back to the hunters..."
Jet begins talking to himself, "And there's a hunter here... a friend I guess. I dont know if he's here to help me... or under X's orders to watch me... Reaver, we will have to see about you..."
"Well, I wish you luck in regaining trust..." Silver says to Jet.
"I'm heading into this bar for some info." Jet says to her. "You can come with if you want, or I can direct you to the main plaza."
"Which way is the main plaza...?" she asks. Jet gives directions and walks alone into the bar.

Jet approaches the bartender and asks for information about Dagmor. The bartender becomes very pale and manages to croak out, "No! I know nothing now please go away."
Jet sighed and placed a bag of money on the counter. The bartender still looked frightened but he motioned with his eyes to a shadowy figure in the corner of the bar. Jet walked over to him and again requested information on the wherabouts of Dagmor. The figure hesitated, "...What's in it for me if I tell you?"
"These rifraff are all the same," Jet thinks and hands him another bag of money. The figure directs him to a supposably abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town.
Jet walks in slowly and looks around. There is no sign of any maverick activity... Suddenly the lights go out. Jet is struck in the back of the head and loses consciousness...

Jet wakes up in a cell. One of the guards notices and taps the other. "Look, the prisoner is awake."
"I can't wait till Master Dagmor returns," says the second guard, "I hear he's going to destroy this hunter personally, he says its been far too long since he's killed anything."
"That ought to be good entertainment. I can't wait."
Jet sighed and lay back in his cell. His weapons lay on a table outside, it seemed they were going to return them to him as soon as Dagmor returned from wherever he was and give him a fighting chance.
Suddenly the guards cried out in pain. Jet looked up to see Reaver destroy one, then the other and proceed to open the cell.
"Reaver!" yelled Jet, "What the heck are you doing here!"
"I followed you, X wanted me to see what you were up to. And judging by the way you were all locked up, you're not one of them. Now lets get the heck out of here."
Jet picked up his gear as Reaver ran for the exit. "Reaver, wait."
Reaver turned surprised, "What is it? Lets get out of here while we still can."
"I can't go back yet. I still need to kill Dagmor if I want to rejoin the hunters."
Reaver was shocked, "Jet, we'll tell X how you got locked up, how you aren't a maverick."
Jet shook his head. "You helped me, your word isn't going to count for anything either, he'll assume we've both gone maverick. The only way out of this is to kill Dagmor."
Reaver hesitated for a minute and nodded. "Fine, I can see there is no way I'm going to talk you out of this. I'm coming with you."

(Neo Arcadia)
Jet and Reaver ran down the passageway. Blocking their path was a group of mavericks. Reaver hurled his scythe into the group destroying them and imbedding the scythe in the wall. The tunnel went upwards from there. Another wave of mavericks jumped down and attacked but Jet destroyed them with his cannon. Another removed Reaver's scythe from the wall and charged but Jet dashed forward and destroyed it. Reaver picked up his scythe again and they hopped up the wall. Another group of mavericks awaited them but were again destroyed. The wall turrets were blown up. Jet and Reaver continued on without a problem. They jumped down the other side of the wall, landing on a few mavericks. They finished off the rest with their blasters and dashed through the shutters.

(Deadzone) (Picture the room you fight Magma Dragoon in)
The room contained a singular platform surrounded by lava. As the hunters ran through the shutters locked up behind them. Dagmor couldn't help but laugh at the hunters standing before him. "I've been waiting for you hunters. You rookies have caused far more trouble to my compatriots than I'd ever have believed possible. And you destroyed my own troops effortlessly. I would congradulate you, if you weren't going to be dead in a few moments. Well not completely, I've decided to use your lifeless bodies as prototypes for my new soldiers since you destroyed these so easily."
"Over my dead carcass," spat Reaver.
"Presicesly," smiled the maverick as he readied his lance and scythe. "And now, we fight."
Dagmor sent a wave of energy into Jet, blasting him backwards. Reaver charged at Dagmor and the two crossed scythes. Dagmor laughed at how easy the battle was, he shoved Reaver off balance with his scythe and slammed the lance into him with his other hand. Blue electricity sizzled through Reaver's body and the blow slammed Reaver into the wall. He was done. By this time Jet was back on his feet, twin sabers in hand. He ran at Dagmor who thrust his lance at Jet. Jet ducked under the lance thrust and leaped over the scythe swing that followed. He slashed at Dagmor with the sabers but this only seemed to make him angry. With a mighty blow, Jet was also beaten into the far wall.
"Damn," Jet thought, "I should have thought about this before rushing into death. I know it was the only way I could return to the hunters but this is suicide. If X and Zero had trouble, what chance do I have?"

(Zero's theme metalized x2)
As Dagmor closed in the doors behind Jet exploded inward and Xero dashed in.
Dagmor smiled. "Ah, you must be Xero Bloodline, the famous "Bloody Nightmare." I've heard alot about you. Finally someone worth my time. Are you really as strong as they say?"
"No," Xero grinned. "I'm stronger!" He turned to Jet and Reaver, "You guys get out of here now."
Jet looked at Reaver, "You go. Plant some charges, blow this place. We can't let Dagmor create more troops."
Reaver nodded. "Right," he said and took off.

(Colonal and General)
Xero fired the Final Flash at Dagmor who quickly erected a shield. When he looked up Xero was behind him slashing with the Soul Reaver. There was a dull clank with every swipe but it didn't seem to have any effect.
"That's not possible...," Xero began, "Not even a scratch..." Dagmor swung his lance, Xero disappeared and reappeared behind him once more, driving his saber into the ground for the Final Impact.
"Impossible," thought Jet, "How is he surviving such a powerful attack with no damage?"
Then he remembered X's words. "They say half of his power came from this lance, nobody knows what it is capable of..."
"That's it!" Jet realized, "Its the lance!"
Dagmor whirled around and caught Xero with his scythe sending him flying backwards. He landed near Jet and. Dagmor began to move towards the two of them. Xero sprang to his feet, and jumped into the wall behind them, then turned and jumped off delivering a punch to Dagmor's head. "Shatter Force!" he cried.
Dagmor landed on his back stunned but undamaged. Jet took the opportunity to fly forward and grab the lance. He hovered over the lava and hurled the lance in.
"NOOO!" screamed Dagmor. Then Xero blasted him back with a beam of energy. He slammed into the far wall but jumped off before landing in the lava. As he charged at Xero scythe raised a blast of water hit him from above, Jet hovered pouring Inundation down on him. Xero charged a blast of energy and fired. Dagmor blew up in a fiery ball.
Jet landed. "Common kid," Xero said, "Lets get out of here."

(Cast role x3)
Reaver stood on a building watching as the factory exploded. "Where are they," he thought. "Didn't they make it out before it blew?"
"Hey Reaver!" Jet yelled, breaking his thoughts. Jet and Xero ran up to Reaver.
"Well I guess thats that," said Xero. "I'll see you around Jet."
"Wait, Xero," Jet began, "How the heck did you find us?"
"You gave me your comm frequency and beacon earlier when you were helping me find Snakeman remember," Xero explained. "I just followed that."
"Glad you showed up." said Reaver.
"Don't mention it, it was kind of fun." replied Xero. "I'm gonna get going though, hit me up sometime, we'll do lunch." And he teleported.
"We should get back to HQ..." started Reaver.
"Yeah..." Jet paused to look at the burning factory. "Yeah, you're right lets go."

Back at the hunter base, Jet was talking with X and Zero. X appologized for suspecting him of being a maverick and Jet forgave him. He had to admit, all the evidence had counted against him. They both thanked him for his part in ridding the world of a Maverick Lord, a great accomplishment for any hunter, let alone a rookie.
Jet started to protest, "It wasn't just me, I told you Xer-"
"Yes we know," X said, "You've already told us. But you did well too and we thank you."
Jet was dismissed and Zero followed him out of the room. "Hey Jet, about Xero, call him here. We've got a gift for him as a token of our appreciation for helping to destroy Dagmor."

As they were waiting Zero showed Jet Xero's gift. "What!" exclaimed Jet. "No way! That's no way to thank Xero!"
"Trust me," Zero told him. "This is the only way to thank a Bloodline."
They met Xero outside. Zero went forward to shake his hand and thank him personally. Then Jet walked forward and handed Xero a box. Xero quickly tore it open and held up its contents.
"This is... a jar of PEANUT BUTTER!" he began his eyes bulging. He grabbed the jar and ran away laughing like a maniac.
Jet looked at Zero completely bewildered. Zero laughed, "Told you so."

END OF CHAPTER 5