AN: Back to Mack's POV

Chapter 16: Their Ours!: Don't count me out just yet

I could feel the tears welling up inside me, and this time I didn't try and stop them I just let them flow. Falling to my knees and letting out an ear piercing scream.

"NOOOOOO!" I screamed. Jackson ran over trying to figure out what was wrong. Ranger being the only person on me that wasn't too emotionally distraught told him what had happened.

"Mack, let's go, we have a squad member to recover." He said, I just slumped a little further. Jackson grumbled under his breath, drawing back his right arm and clenching it into a fist. "Hey Mack. LET'S SEE YOU GRIT THEM TEETH!" He roared popping me in the jaw. "Oh I've always wanted to say that!" He chuckled lightly. Snapped from my daze I stood up and turned.

"Omega, we are moving to the Crypton FM building." I said

"YES SIR!" They responded

"MACK!" Bryan yelled running up. "Delivery for ya... wait Cameron's not back yet?"

"He' not gonna be back." I said showing him the mission report.

"Damn you bastard I told you not to die." Bryan said. "Here, the paper copyrights as well as Cameron's Holo rings." He said handing them to me. I took the copyrights and put them in the binder with the others and then put Cameron's Holo rings on my left arm.

"Longshot, Ranger: What is the probability Cameron is still alive?"

"You won't like the odds sir." Ranger replied as he pulled up a pie chart with the statistics.

"So he could be alive and captured but is most likely dead?"

"Yes sir." Ranger replied. I sigh returning my eyes to the pie chart turned Pacman.

'Damn it Cameron. Why, why did u go and die on me? I still… we still needed you!' I thought to myself before turning and walking towards the Crypton building. As I did, my phone began ringing, Cameron's ring tone. I grabbed it and put it to my ear. "Cameron! Are you still alive? Where are you?" I asked quickly, the only response I got was a dark and ominous chuckle.

"Your friend is still alive but he will be staying with us until we have finished our experiments."

"Who is this? What are you planning on doing to Omega-2?" I barked

"So many questions." The voice replied. "To answer your question, I am the true director of the Possessor Project. As for what I am going to do to your friend, nothing much." He replied maliciously, hanging up.

"You son of a bitch! Ranger: Find where that phone call came from!"

"Yes sir. Tracing, sir the call was made while on the move."

"Damn it, where?"

"Here sir, somewhere in this area." Ranger said, illuminating an area of about 15 or so miles. "I have no idea what the Director would want with that area. There is nothing out there, just a bunch of cliffs."

"Is there a possibility he has a steriotipical bad guy lair underground somewhere in that area?" I asked

"Possibly sir." Longshot said now, popping up on my left arm. "There is also a possibility that if we don't hurry Cameron won't be alive when we get to him."

"Your right." I said, I called everyone together. "Alright here is the low down, Cameron is still alive, but has been taken hostage by Crypton Future Media. We have a general idea as to where he is but can't say for sure. Now I am going to ask that all HHHS members and Possessors return home. This is no longer your fight, this is just a thing between Omega and Crypton." I said, I got several complaints but silenced that with a raise of my hand. "I don't care what your opinions are, I want you all to go home and get ready to throw a welcome back party for when Omega gets back." I said, everyone grudgingly agreed. I then turned to Ryan and Jackson. "Ok guys, I have no idea what is going to happen or if we are even gonna come back from this but I wanted to let you both know it has, is, and always be a honor serving with you." I said shaking their hands.

"Alright, let's go get Omega-2." Ryan said, I nodded.

"Yes, let's."

AN: Ok, the next several chapters are going to be from Cameron's point of view. Also, I am a writer there for a live, breath, and eat reviews! So if ya'll would be so kind as to take a few moments out of your day to write one i would be much obliged.

Thanks and as always. Speak softly but carry the Big Stick,

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