Shortly after the hunters were equipped with their new armors, they were given orders to go to the command center. Upon arriving, Signas turned to them and said:
"Greetings hunters, we have a new mission for you. After the last one the mavericks have recently set up a camp in the cold region of northern Canada. Up there they have begun secret testing of a new bio weapon rumored to put an end to the humans and reploids alike. Please investigate. Since this is a colder environment mission, be prepared for sudden temperature drops and subartic combat. That is all for now you are dismissed. The mission will begin whenever you want to leave, just meet up somewhere along the way. You can consider this a solo mission, be equipped to fend for yourself. You may depart when you are ready."
With this the hunters filed out to begin preparations.

"Blast," thought Jet. "I hate the cold with a passion." He headed to the armory and picked up his new armor. Gazing at the pile of weapons he wondered if he should pick up a new weapon to replace his lance but he thought better of it. "X would probably get mad at me again if I did," he thought. Gathering his weapons he walked up to the medbay to see how Reaver was doing before leaving on the mission.

Reaver heard a distant voice. "Look, he's waking up!"
"Ugh, damn my chest hurts! What happened?" Reaver thinks while he is still partially unconscious...
He opened his eyes, looking around the room. He lay in a bed, bandages wrapped around his torso.
"How do you feel? Can you remember anything?" a doctor besides his bed asks. Reaver makes no reply, he continues to observe the room, his armor lies in a corner on the ground with a large hole in it, his weapons on a chair beside him. Slowly he begins to remember what happened.
"You okay?" the doctor besides him asks again.
"Yeah, I guess I'm fine..."
"Don't worry about the mission," the doctor smiles "I heard the others took care of it. You just take some rest."
The doctor is about to leave the room.
"Oh and one more thing, don't worry about your old armor, the new upgraded armors have just come in, so you don't need that one anymore."
"MY NEW ARMOR!" Reaver says surprised.
"Yeah, they dropped it of at the armory, the others already got it earlier because... hey what are you doing?"
Reaver gets out of his bed.
"You can't leave like that! You're situation is critical"
"I'm fine!" Reaver smirks as he grabs his weapons while leaning on his scythe. Ignoring the words of the doctor, he heads to the armory leaning heavily on his weapon...

Ace went to the weapon shop and got his new armor, then ran back to the command center. "Darn it, I can't believe that I couldn't do anything on that mission." He looked around and didn't see anyone, so he just waited.

One hunter looked to his friend as he read off the label on the box:
"New Titanium Fusion armors, most popular among hunters and reploids in heavy warfare conditions. Increases defense over all currently existing armors. Now includes a customized hypermode (available on pre-order only.) Refined weapon ports for more weapon energy and enhanced tactical sensors for better battlefield intel. Lighter than current competitors for faster movement. Includes a minor upgrade to the regeneration system, minor hits can be recovered in under an hour (under optimal conditions). The core of the armor also has been refined and is more protected from direct hits which cause system failure.
!CAUTION! exceeding 2 tons of force per square inch may cause system instability."
The second whistled as the first finished reading it, and set the last of the crates with the super armors for the other hunters down.
"Say what do you think one of these would cost?" asked the first hunter.
The second hunter frowned for a minute then replied, "Probably arround 2-3 million per armor, I just know they aren't cheap. Rumor is they were specially designed by Dr. Cain based off of X's most powerful armors and that they aren't available to the public yet."
"Lucky batch of rookies came at exactly the right time," the first muttered.

Fully equiped with his new armor, Reaver starts to test its functions. The healing function automatically kicks in, providing some relief, but nowhere near enough to recover.
"I HAVE to get back in the field..." Reaver thinks.
"Nice to see you in action man. I knew you'd make it," Giga said to Reaver as they passed in the hallway.
Reaver walked on getting a bit dizzy from bloodloss. "Ugh, what a headache..."

Jet walks around the base checking on all the other rookies before the mission. He walks by Ace and Zo and waves hi. He gives Ludakris a hi-five and walks on. He looks for Reaver who it seems had left the med bay before he was cleared. He remembers Lixi and checks on her. She still hadn't recovered from the grenade blast in the Amazon and was still deep coma. Jet lingered by her bed a few moments and then left in the direction of the teleporter.
The new armor kicked in, even though he wasn't seriously hurt he could still feel its soothing effects. Many other hunters looked at him enviously. Jet just smiled and wondered how it would serve him out in the field.

Reaver teleported into the mission and looked around. Everything was white, snow gently fell from the sky, and a cold, soothing wind blew. Reaver closed his eyes and crossed his arms. He loved the cold, originally he would have been designed to handle all temperatures with ease but his creators only managed to finish the cold resistance before they were attacked. He stood there for a while... Until he starts speaking to himself.
"Enough of this, it's time to harvest..." he grins.
He grabs his scythe of his back and activates it. He notices a couple of rabbots standing not far from him. Observing their movement Reaver laughs. "Looks like you will be the first to be used!" He dashes of towards the rabbots, holding his scythe as if it was a farming scythe...

Equipped with a long saber and his new armor, Giga teleported to the next mission. While admiring the snow peaks and moutains, a group of mecha snowmen approached. Seeing this, Giga cracked his knuckle, "I'll give you a silent night! DIE FROSTY!" and with that, he sliced through all but one snowman which he punched apart and took a snowball from. "Alright, let's check the rest out," he said walking off.

It seemed like the other hunters were departing. Jet made his final preparations and teleported too. He was a little nervous about the cold but he knew it wouldn't be too bad, he'd been living in the north for some time and could stand it. It got to him at times but cold water was really the only thing that would stop him. Besides, it was just Canada, just a short bit north of Minnesota, where he'd spent most of his childhood. Better than the Antartic or something like that. "I wonder why we're all going in seperately?" Jet thought, "Bet we've got to find the stupid base again, we must be splitting up to cover more ground." As the transfer began another figure leaped on to the teleporter with Jet, he couldn't quite make out who it was with all the light...

One swift slash, and the rabbots are destroyed.
"This is what I came for." Reaver grins.
He just stands there for a moment, doing nothing. All of a sudden, the parts of the dead mechaniloids start to move towards Reaver, becoming liquid in the process. The liquid fluid goes right through the armor and Reaver feels the pain fading away... The wound is gone, healed using tissue of the rabbots... He bursts out laughing maniacally, he felt so powerful at the moment, for he regained at least some of the powers he was originally for designed. It became clear why he quickly went berserk during missions, he was designed that way. For the wounds could heal as soon as he killed another one...
His kill did not go unnoticed however, a maverick had noticed him and was running in the other direction, probably to alarm other mavericks.
"Let him run..." Reaver thinks, "I'll be there to fight you... No matter with how many you are..."

A blast of cold wind hits Jet in the face as the transfer completes. He looks up at his companion.
"Tank! What are you doing here!"
"Nice greeting," laughs Tank. "I just completed a really tough mission and I got some time off. Remember when X and Zero went to fight Sigma last? I was one of the hunters chosen to go along with them. This time Sigma was cloning hundreds of Viles and as we entered his base a group of them attacked us. The rest of our squad was destroyed and I fought off the clones while X and Zero went ahead to stop Sigma and the machine creating them. Command was so impressed they might give me my own unit. Since I'm on leave and wasn't busy I figured I'd see what you're up to. Besides, I know you're not too fond of ice."
"Tank I don't need a babysitter!"
Tank laughed, "That's why Sub had to save you back in New York right? I heard about that."
Jet gritted his teeth, Tank laughed again. "Come on, lets go find that base."

Reaver walked around aimlessly, not really sure what the mission was. He was so obsessed in trying out his healing capability, he totally forgot about the actual mission. He climbs a hill to overlook the surroundings, noticing two figures a few hundred meters away. And in the other direction another figure, and someone else even further away... But no sign of anything else.
"Probally fellow hunters..." Reaver thinks.
He is about to head to one of the hunters, when he hears a familiar voice behind him...
"My men said you were here..."
Reaver turned around, armed with his blaster. It was the maverick who gave him the ice-chip back in the jungle.
"YOU! Are you following me or something."
"I could ask you the same thing traitor..." the maverick replied.
Nobody says anything for a while, until the maverick starts to speak again...
"Heh, I fear I must force you..."
"Force me? For what?"
The maverick made no reply, he activated his scythe, which revealed a hot flaming blade.
"You may begin the battle," the maverick said.
"With pleasure!" Reaver replied, activating his scythe, which revealing the iceblade once again.
A moment later they clash...

At the maverick base a few miles north of the hunters positions, Tundra Fox stood outside enjoying the cold air. Interrupting his silence, a minor maverick raced to his side. "Sir, we have intruders."
Tundra fox turned slowly to look at the maverick. "I know that," he snapped as he shredded the maverick bots head.
Motioning with his hand, he indicated to another bot to come closer. Hesitantly, the second moved forward.
"Collect the parts from that maverick, they are still of use to me." The bot quickly gathered the parts and rushed them into the base.
Another bot holding a blue vial moved closer.
"Yes?" Tundra Fox asked.
"This is the new batch sent directly from the master, it contains his blood, and should be much stronger than any of the previous strains."
"Hmm, I'll have to test it then, these new rookies are proving to be much more than we had bargained for. The master said they would be strong but he didn't say they would be this strong, so i guess they'll be the first to have strain DF-27X21 used against them."
He took the vial and opened his armor. He placed it gently in a specially designed holder and closed his armor again.
"I'll wait to use it against the hunters, no sense in wasting it now."

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Name: Tundra Fox
Model number: act-503 (artic reconnaissance unit)
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 160lbs
Future Armor description: pure white with red jewels on his feet and arms, short sharp claws on hands and feet, a long swirling white tail.
Weapon specialty: freeze lazer (uncharged- fires a thin intensively cold beam which can freeze small-medium things, charged- fires a larger beam of intense cold with ice daggers materializing and flying at the enemies through the beam.)
Unit: maverick 1st
Short bio: Was exploring the artic when a chunk of the maverick virus landed nearby, it exploded and showered tundra fox with the maverick virus. It froze to him and when it unthawed it had integrated into him, turning him maverick. Tundra Fox is extremely quick thinking and very agile. His armor is extremely resistant to cold and perfectly suited for a frosty environment, the coloration makes him hard to spot, especially since he moves so fast.
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Jet and Tank trudge through the ice and snow. Rabots pop up occasionally but Jet hacks them to pieces while Tank watches. "The hunter's were a good thing for him," Tank thinks, "He's definately stronger than before." At the top of a hill the two pause for a rest and see what appeared to be the base in the distance. The two slowly walked down the hill. Back at the top, some mavericks had been tracking them. Rather than face the hunters head on they triggered an avalanche. Jet heard a chash and the roar of the avalanche and activated his jet boots just in time. He turned around to see Tank disappear under the torrent of snow...

Hiking through the mountains, Giga spotted a maverick. It looked to be a grunt level maverick and he thought, "Maybe this guy could lead me to the base..." So he followed the maverick, which sure enough lead him to the bases location. Suddenly, he heard a crash. Looking, he saw an avalance had occured. "Glad I wasn't over there," he said sarcastically, "now on with the mission." He followed the maverick further into the base to find more mavericks. Suddenly the grunt he'd been following turned and saw him. Before he could sound the alarm, Giga grabbed the maverick by the mouth and held him at saber point. "If you make a sound, I'll blow your frigin head off! Got that?" he asked as the maverick nodded. "Good now where's your boss?" he asked, and the maverick lead the way. " Good work, now get outta here. You've got 10 seconds," he said releasing the maverick. But to it's surprise Giga jabbed his back with the saber and he was destroyed. "Never let a maverick live," he muttered. He turned back to the fox maverick and thought, "I better check this guy out."

Reaver battled on the maverick, neither of them had damaged the other, as they were roughly equal... The scythe's clashed again, steam rose from the blades. Reaver quickly backflipped, activating his daggers and throwing them at the maverick, who simply sidestepped. The maverick lunged at Reaver, who jumped over him and quickly dashed, resulting in massive flames from the thrusters in his feet, scorching the maverick... Reaver quickly teleported to his daggers to pick them up, turning around he noticed the maverick unschatched, even though he just got hit by two massive flames.
"I'm resistant to fire..." the maverick grinned, "but I may be a bit vulnerable to cold..."
"WHAT?" Reaver couldn't believe it, a maverick who had the opposite weakness and resistance...
"And I also know that you are exactly the opposite," the maverick continued.
"JUST SHUT UP!" Reaver armed his blaster with explosion crash, firing away, resulting in a huge avalanche down below. The maverick attacked Reaver with the same attack, then quickly changed, using "strike drill" to shoot a couple of drills in Reaver's direction. He barely evaded them.
Reaver was shocked... How the hell could this maverick use the same weapons Reaver had?

Jet hovered over the snow staring at the spot that Tank disappeared. After the snow stopped he landed and began digging furiously but couldn't find Tank. Then he heard an explosion in the direction of the base. "Hang on Tank, I'll be back after I sort that mess out." and he blasted off in the direction of the base.

In a fell swoop, the maverick slashed Reaver, who fell down the hill. Shocked the maverick looks down the cliff, only to see he dissapeared.
"You lose!" He hears behind him, Reaver quickly had teleported himself behind the maverick, and was now tightly gripping his foe's neck. "Now you are going to tell me who you are and why the hell you have the same powers!"
The Maverick gasped. "F-fine... I am the flare aspect of the Reaver project and I am linked to your systems, so I can use the same master weapons you have. I thought you knew... You suffer from amnesia or something?"
"What the hell is 'The Reaver project'?"
"You really forgot everything didn't you? Allow me to explain... You are the ice aspect of the Reaver project, codenamed Frost, and I was Flare. Now there were supposed to be two more, codenamed Wind and Shock. Eventually we would have been merged to one reploid, one which would have been impossible to beat. But they found out and quickly eradicated the laboratory, leaving you alive for some reason. The scematics were lost so there is no hope to continue the project, but you and I could still fight side by side, which would made us a considerable force!"
"Then why do you side with the Mavericks?" Reaver asked, "They destroyed the base in the first place!"
"YOU STILL DON'T GET IT DO YOU?" the maverick named Flare answered aggitated. "The hunters destroyed the base. Reaver... you are a maverick."

Tundra Fox walked around the base. Inside, the bots were rushing around at a feverent pace trying to pack things up for a hurried evacuation, the order had just been sent. And Tundra Fox was not thrilled. His anger was not helping as he smashed a few bots which slowed the pace down.
"ARGH, I can't believe master doesn't trust me. After all I've done to protect this base thus far, we're abandoning it! Those pitiful hunters, I will make them pay before I leave here!" he yelled.

MEANWHILE- elsewhere

In a blackened room 2 figures were barely visible, one in black armor and one in a cloak, watching the ongoings,
"Tundra Fox is a fool," began one.
"Ah but never count him out, he is more than what he appears to be. And with my super virus he may just have what it takes to win."
"Hmmph, the previous versions of the virus didn't do so well for the others so what makes you think this version will be different?"
"This one is from my blood and is the strongest combination of the sigma virus, the nightmare virus and my own person cocktail of my blood, the blood of thousands of reploids, some nano machines and a few other performance enhancing additives."
Unknownst to the 2 shadowy figures, their conversation was being heard. Giga was recording to the hunters back at Hunter HQ. Signas immediately opened the communication channels despite the radio silence warning usually reserved for missions,
"Attention all hunters, beware of any blue substances you may find, DO NOT ingest or otherwise make use of this, it has dangerous effects on all users. Should you find some, steer clear of it until a decontamination team arrives to remove it."
At once the transmission being intercepted from the maverick leaders was cut, and a feed back signal shorted out all computers in HQ.

Jet blazed into the base and saw all the mavericks scurrying around carrying crates and boxes. "They're leaving," thinks Jet, "I gotta stop them from getting away." He fired a blast of Inundation from the elemental cannon and was surprised when it froze immediatly. After a second of surprise he charged around the base impaling mavericks with the giant icicle on his arm. As he fought, one maverick ran for the alarm on the other side of the room, there was no way to get there before him. In desperation Jet fired his Inundation again. making the icicle even longer and impaling the maverick before he could sound the alarm. "Cool, I'm liking this," thought Jet. He fired at the last maverick, sending the entire ice weapon crashing into him. He opened the door to the outside and came face to face with what could only be the maverick general, Tundra Fox.

Meanwhile a mile or so away there was a low rumble which gradually got louder and louder. Suddenly there was a sound like a cannon being fired and Tank flew out of the snow 20 feet into the air. He landed on one knee, "It takes more than a stupid avalanche to get rid of me. Those mavericks are going to feel some pain soon."

"W-w-what?" Reaver's eyes were wide, amazed by the new discovery he just made. The grip around Flare's neck loosened.
"You don't believe me?" Flare asked while freeing himself from Reaver's grasp and turning around to face him. "You know its true. Think about it! Your armor powers and battle strategy all point to the same conclusion. You really think the hunters would make such a cruel ability to use the bodys of the dead to heal yourself? What about your berserking strategy? Just slashing through the forces without bothering to care about your body or anyone else's? Face it Reaver! You have known it all the time, you just denied it!"
Reaver remembered now. The maverick figures of his memory were in fact hunters. They had slain his makers. The base self-destructed soon after, and he was left alive due to the hunters seeing him as a emotional wreck...
He didn't know what to say to Flare, who was basically his brother.
"So, are you going to join us now?" Flare asked.
Reaver didn't respond, too overwhelmed by emotion...
"Reaver, we NEED to avenge our makers! I know that was the reason you joined the hunters in the first place! Come join me!"
Flare raised his hand...
"If you wish to join our cause, just take my hand. I'll teleport us to the base..."
Reaver hesitated, should he join the maverick? Or fight for the hunters and try to help mankind? He couldn't make up his mind, knowing that this decision would decide the rest of his life...
Eventually, he takes Flare's hand and immediately the two are transported away...

Giga watched as the 2 shadowy figures teleported, resulting in static over the comm. He decided to go looking for Tundra again, so lurked around the base a bit.
Suddenly he heard a voice saying, "Freeze! Hands up!" It was a grunt maverick. Giga raised his arms and began to stretch.
"Will you come quietly?" asked the grunt.
"Hmm? Oh no, I'm just tired. C'mon, let's have it." he said pulling out the snowball and pelting the maverick. He followed up by cutting its head off.

Jet leaped back in surprise of seeing the general. He recovered quickly and blasted the fox with all the fury of the Scorcher. As the smoke cleared he heard Tundra's laugh as he strode out of the smoke cloud. Jet drew his swords and spun them around. "Alright then, lets do this."

Reaver and Flare were transported just behind Tundra Fox.
"Tundra! I succeeded! He joined us once again!" Flare told him excitedly.
Tundra smiled warmly, as if one of the family had come back.
Reaver's face showed no emotion. He glared at Jet who stood in front of him, swords drawn...
"I shall take him on!" Reaver said in a clear voice. As he stepped before Tundra and Flare... Activating the scythe, he took a battle pose as Flare and Tundra watched...

Fuse, another hunter ran up and immediatly began attacking Tundra Fox. Tundra Fox had had enough playing and said to himself, "Heh, guess we get to see what this new breed of virus does..."
Activating the virus, Tundra Fox's eyes turned deep blue and he began to yell in agony, his mechanical muscles vibrated and activated on their own as the virus took hold and began to change his infrastructure. Tundra's musclature grew and as it did his armor which cracked and expanded. The blue blood started ot ooze and drip out, falling and freezing on the ground.
Everyone else stopped and gasped as they saw what was happening to Tundra Fox, they watched as he writhed and gasped, then his body went limp, and all assumed him dead.
Fuse grabbed him trying to shock him down to his bare components with his electricity. Suddenly Tundra's eyes lit up and he reached out and broke Fuse's grip, putting a hand on each of Fuse's arms he pushed them down into the ground. Tundra Fox then with a swiftly kicked out, broke Fuse's left arm off.
The others stared as Tundra Fox began to disect Fuse part by part, until he was extremely damaged. Tundra Fox leapt back, and rested a moment, then he lept forward again. Tundra Fox placed his hand on Fuse's head and began to charge his weapon, and for a split second what looked like an eternity to Fuse, it was done, Tundra released the charge and Fuse's body froze over with a cold so fierce the metal became brittle. Tundra, grinned evily at his work as Fuse's face was stuck in a helpless gaze, then with a sickening crack, Tundra ended it by punching Fuse's body right in the solar plexus and Fuse exploded into a thousand pieces.
Tundra Fox stopped moving and fell to the ground. The blood was seeping out faster, and then the changes started to reverse. His armor started to contract back into place, his eyes returned to normal and he stood up, facing the hunters, severly tired but still able to fight.

Jet stared at Reaver in shock. This had to be a bad joke, Reaver must be getting close to the mavericks to spy or attack when they least expected it. "I don't want to fight you Reaver, we're friends remember? I-" He was suddenly cut off by Tundra's screams. He watched Tundra pick up Fuse and tear him to pieces. Forgetting about Reaver and his double, Jet leaped behind Tundra and fired the Inundation blast sending sharp jagged ice into the fox's back.

Reaver blocked the ice shard with his blade, protecting Tundra...
"You don't want to fight me?" Reaver's eye started to twitch. He took a step at Jet's direction. "I finally found my true allies..." He takes another threathening step at Jet, holding his scythe high above his head activating it.
"You hunters are the true pest! Going around and killing everyone different from you. YOU HUNTERS KILLED MY MAKERS! AND PREVENTED MY BROTHERS FROM BEING BORN! YOU, THE HUNTER SCUM, ARE THE REAL CANCER ON THIS WORLD!"
Filled with anger, he blasts a telekenesis blast at Jet. Flare stays by Tundra's side watching as the battle unfolded...

Jets eyes widened as Reaver blasted him. "He's not kidding, he's really trying to kill me." He looked around at the 3 mavericks and realized he was outnumbered, outgunned and in very real danger. However Tundra wasn't in good shape, but for all he knew the virus could start working again sending him into a powerful state, and Flare made no move to attack Jet but he felt that he would if Reaver couldn't win on his own. He sighed and thought, "If I'm going to die then I'm going to die. But I'm going down swinging. Lets do this right." Shouting back at Reaver he yelled "You're crazy. A real hunter doesn't kill people different then him, those are the mavericks! The whole reason reploids are considered mavericks is because they kill humans. I don't know what "brothers" you're talking about but if hunters killed them it was because they would have killed humans. The mavericks are the killers, come back to us, use your head and think! If you intend to stay a maverick than I know you've gone mad. As an old friend, I shall do what I must."

(Cannonball)
Reaver laughed evily. "You will try." With that he lunged at Jet and swiped with his scythe. Jet managed to leap back just in time. He flew into the air and sprayed Inundation at the ground. Reaver dashed out of the way quickly but Flare wasn't so lucky. He was quickly frozen solid. Enraged, Reaver punched the ice, freeing Flare from his frozen prison. He fell to his knees shivering. "Get out of here," Reaver said to Flare, "You're no good in the cold." Flare nodded and teleported away. Jet charged another blast but was hit in the back by an ice beam from Tundra before he could fire and fell to the ground. "Damn, I hate the cold too," thought Jet. "But I'm not through yet." He was about to get up when Reaver dashed in front of him and rested his scythe on Jet's head. "Now you die," cackled Reaver. Giga ran out and began dualing with Tundra but his viral form was triggered again and he cast Giga aside with a swat of his hand. The battle was over.

(Enter the red bomber, a brother's fury)
The mavericks stood, savoring their victoy and were about to end it. Then it happened. He came from nowhere, out of the mist he charged. Tank flew into Reaver sending him sprawling and turned to blast Tundra with the largest blast of energy he had ever seen. Giga took this distraction to teleport out. Tank looked at Jet clearly worried, "Get out of here now!" Jet nodded and took off so he could teleport safely as his was malfunctioning due to the damage he'd sustained.
Tank turned to Tundra who was getting up. "Your kind makes me sick!" and blasted Tundra again.
Reaver pulled his head out of the snow and saw Jet retreat. "Don't you run from me!" he growled. He managed to slip past Tank while he was focused on Tundra.
Tundra was not in good shape after these attacks. Summoning all the power his serum could conjure, he blasted Tank with everything he had who met it with his own blast. When the smoke cleared Tank was gone. Tundra smiled. Then a saber in the back made him stop. "No," he whispered, "It can't end like this... I was supposed to be invincible."
"Sorry to disipoint you friend," replied Tank, "But you're not. And the reploid you were attacking happenes to be a friend of mine. I take slight offense to that. And this is the penalty." With that he slashed Tundra once more and he was gone. Only too late he realized that the other maverick had vanished.

Jet stopped atop a hill a short distance away. He began to imput the coordinates to transfer him away when a blast struck him from behind. He turned and saw Reaver, once more with his scythe at the ready. Jet hesitated, realizing there was no other way and drew his swords. The two warriors dashed at each other and the struggle began.

(Opening stage x1)
Reaver swung his scythe at Jet who ducked under it and slashed Reaver with his blades. He recovered quickly and swung again. Before he could Jet remembered his weakness to the drills earlier and shot a few into Reaver. They did some damage, but thanks to the new and improved armor they weren't as painful as before. Enraged, Reaver cried out and swung his weapon. Jet met the scythe with his blades. As the weapons crossed the 2 former friends glared hatred at one another. Reaver released the scythe with one hand and reached for his gun. Taking advantage of this momentary weakness, Jet continued to hold off the scythe with 1 blade and cut off Reaver's arm with the other. Reaver dropped to his knees, he couldn't go on. Glaring hatred at Jet, he spat out a curse and shouted, "I will be back, and next time it will be different, I swear it!" before he teleported.

Tank ran up the hill and over to Jet. "Glad you're ok," he said.
"Glad you showed up when you did," Jet replied. "Now lets head back to the base and finish the mission."

In the darkened room the 2 mysterious reploid stood watching the developments over a camera. The one in the cape, looked to the one in black armor, "So the new virus is too powerful..." he started.
The one in the black armor cut him off. "It may just have been a fluke on the hunter's side, Tundra wasn't fighting at his best and he delayed the use of it until he was desperate."
"We should scrap it, the side effect of it was too terrible, we can't afford to have our forces defeated by time before they finish off their enemies." replied the caped reploid.
"I see your point, but I am going to ready this as an emergency weapon for all forces, they can use it as a last ditch attempt, call it an insurance policy."

Meanwhile in the Canadian tundra, Jet and Tank secured the rest of the base. There wasn't much left, the majority of the mavericks had evacuated alone with whatever secrets the base may have contained.
A cleanup crew was detached from Hunter HQ and one of its members was able to get the core from Tundra's body safely without exposing himself to the harmful blue blood.

"You got..."
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Freeze lazer - uncharged - fires a thin intensely cold beam which can freeze small-medium reploids, charged - fires a larger beam of intense cold with ice daggers materializing and flying at the enemies through the beam.
secondary - reduces damage from cold/artic conditions/ice based weapons by 25
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Then the hunters heard Signas over thier comms:
"All hunters when report back please but head to the Maverick Hunter HQ, not the Infinity, we have our HQ back now completely restored. That will be all for now."

END OF CHAPTER 7