Striker had to figure out a way to get the both of them out. He punched the glass, but nothing happened. He kept on smacking the wall of the chamber until his fists were bleeding. Looked at his hands, and wished he still had his Sting Blades. He focused on the mental image, and he started to change. He felt metal shifting on him. When the metal stopped moving, he was a Jaeger again, except in human size. He head butted the glass, causing it to shatter. Striker stepped out of what was left of his cell, and walked over to Gypsy's. He retracted his helmet, and smashed the glass. He helped the female Jaeger out of the tube. When she was out, she embraced Striker, then kissed him.

"What was that? I never saw that happen in a Drift." Striker said, confused

Gypsy giggled at Striker's confusion "It was a kiss." She said

"A what?" The Australian asked

"A kiss," Gypsy responded "I'll quote 'The Webster's Dictionary'. 'Kiss: to press or touch with the lips as an expression of passion, affection, or respect.'"

Striker nodded with understanding, and turned to the wall. He activated his Anti-Kaiju Missile Launcher from his chest, and blew apart the wall. The two Jaegers stepped outside and took in their surroundings.

"Where are we?" Gypsy asked

Striker looked at a building in the distance. The building was white and its roof looked like waves.

"Australia." The Mark V answered.