"Oklahoma?" Washington said. "But you're…"

"Dead?" Oklahoma finished "Captured by aliens, tortured, and strung up in one of their ships? Yeah, I should have been. But I got away."

"Must've been luck." The red AI hologram said.

"Omicron." Carolina said. "I knew there was a fragment still missing, I just couldn't remember which one."

"I came as quickly as I could!" Tucker said, bursting into the room.

"Tucker, what are you talking about?" Wash asked.

"I was taking a dump and heard a new girl voice." Tucker said, looking at the new arrival. "Sup."

"Oh give me a break." Carolina said.

"So what happened to you?" Wash asked.

"Wait, who are you?" Tucker asked.

"Tucker, this is Agent Oklahoma." Wash told him. "She's a Freelancer like us."

"Yeah, but I actually got to fight the aliens in the war." Oklahoma said.

"I guess that's why everyone was always jealous of us." Omicron said.

"Yeah right." Carolina said "Your name was never even on the board, there was nothing to be jealous about."

"Because I didn't care about the board." Oklahoma said, "All I cared about was winning the war."

"As I was saying," Wash cut in "What happened to you Okie?"

"Well, you want the long version or the short version?" She asked

"Long version." Caboose said, making Washington jump.

"Caboose, what did I say about sneaking up on people like that?" He asked

"To not too." Caboose answered slowly. "Unless I'm going to hurt them. Then it is ok."

"For once, I agree with Caboose." Carolina said

"Alright, you asked for it." Oklahoma said. "You better pull up a chair, it's gonna take a while."

Delgado

Human Colony

Sometime during the Great War.

"So we just have to get into that ship, steal whatever we can get our hands on, kill a general, and get out?" Omicron asked, looking at the massive alien ship hovering a few miles away.

"Yep." Oklahoma replied. "Should be fun, right?"

"Yeah, I don't think we have the same definition of fun boss." The AI said. Oklahoma laughed and hopped in the captured alien fighter, flying toward the large ship.

"Uhh, I don't know if this is a good time to mention it, but I don't know how to land this thing." Omicron said.

"It's fine, these things are supposed to have an auto park." Oklahoma replied. "At least that's what command said."

Sure enough, the fighter did have auto park, and was pulled into the hanger. Before it came to a stop, Oklahoma slipped out of the ship and into a corner. There was a small computer terminal in the corner, so Omicron hacked into the alien system.

"Where's my target?" Oklahoma asked.

"Looks like the bridge right now." Omicron replied. "Marking on your HUD." Oklahoma watched as a red blip appeared on her HUD, marking the alien general she was there to kill.

"Can you get anything else out of this?" She asked.

"No, it's just a security terminal." The AI replied. "But I copied their security subroutines for this ship. Should be able to bypass anything. I also got camera control. I'll track your target and let you know when he moves. In the meantime, I suggest a larger terminal if you want useful data."

"Good work." Oklahoma said "Give me an impulse scan of the area."

"You got it boss." Omicron said.

Oklahoma activated her equipment, and the world around her changed. Solid, inanimate objects became a dull blue, while enemies lit up as red. She loved her equipment. It allowed her to see targets through doors and walls, and plan her actions accordingly.

"Looks like a total of seven hostile in this hanger with us." Omicron said. "If you go right and climb up to the platform above us, you can take out the guard and head through the door behind him."

"Got it." Oklahoma said, shutting off the scanner. She jumped up and began scaling the wall, using the intricate designs that were common in alien ships as hand and footholds.

"Hold up." Omicron said suddenly. Oklahoma froze in place,almost thirty feet off the ground.

"One hostile directly below us." The AI said. "I'll let you know when he's gone."

A few tense moments went by as Oklahoma prayed the alien wouldn't look up.

"Alright, move." Omicron said finally.

The Freelancer let out a breath and kept climbing. She made it onto the platform without alerting the guard. Sneaking up behind it, she drew her knife and sunk it into the back of the guards skull, killing it instantly. She drug the body behind some crates and approached the massive door.

"Alright buddy, open this…" Before she could finish speaking the door slid open, revealing a large alien with an even larger gun.

"Son of a bitch."