Disclaimer: I don't own Enslaved nor the character therein. I'm just having fun and entertaining others thank you. Yea...Hey guys... I know that I have been very bad... but I'm going to try to be better now. Thanks for sticking with me and I hope to have more for you soon. Turtle and everyone who is not in the game itself are mine but if anyone wants to borrow her that's cool with me just ask. I try to write a fight scene so please have mercy on me.

The Farm

Turtle had given them two hover bikes to ride to the farm. Pigsy on one, Trip was riding behind Monkey on the other. Pigsy had frowned at her choice but Turtle just smiled at them. They stopped about half a mile from it to listen. It was a canyon with high rock walls all around them. The canyon ended in an opening that had been made by a river eons ago. The field where the farm was in the valley out of the canyon. She had warned them that what mechs she had seen were shielded themselves, that was one reason why she had not just taken care of the problem herself. Monkey frowned as he listened to the buzzing sound in the air. The mechs were everywhere and he was wondering if Turtle's guess of 40 was right.

"I think that 40 is too low Monkey." Trip said.

She pulled him out of his same thoughts. He grunted to her and looked at Pigsy who shrugged.

"I'll go up there and see what I can see about the layout." Pigsy walked to a rocky outcropping. He used his arm to pull himself up. He used the scope on his rifle to look into the area. He shook his head at what he saw. Monkey was pacing around the bike, that was not helping Trip feel better about this. She was sitting on the bike trying to relax, to clear her mind before this. She knew that they needed whatever Turtle could give them in the way of help. 'I just don't like this. Turtle knows more than she is telling us but what?' Trip felt guilt at thinking that the woman who had been nothing but kind to her in a bad way.

"Are you sure that we can do this?" She asked him. Monkey stopped pacing to face her.

The sun was coming from behind her making her red hair look on fire, he could not see her eyes but he knew that she was just worried. He straightened his back and walked towards her. With the sun behind her she could not see his eyes either. She cleared her throat as Monkey moved to lean next to her.

"Hey it is going to be okay, you know that right?" He said to her his voice just over a whisper. Trip nodded to him and pulled her now clean hair.

"I know or at least I think that I know that. It's just that I think that Turtle is not telling us something."

Monkey grunted again and looked at Trip from under his brows.

"I think that you're starting to learn. Of course that she keeping something from us but the question is not what but why. In all the years that I have known Turtle she has keep many things from many people including me."

"But why? Wouldn't help us to know everything about this place before we go into it?" Trip asked.

She jumped off the bike and began to pace herself in a mirror of Monkey's earlier. He smiled to himself as he watched her move around from the front of the bike to the tail, turn and go back the way she came.

"Who knows? Turtle keeps her own counsel." Monkey shrugged and stretched his neck. Trip let out a huffing sigh. She turned to face Pigsy as he walked back to them.

"Well there is more than 40 but I can see why Miss Turtle would not know that."

"Miss Turtle?" Trip smiled and tried not to laugh at Pigsy.

"Yes, she is Miss Turtle. Do you want to know why she would have trouble knowing that there is more than 40 mechs in there?"

"Sure, yeah, whatever." Monkey said at him. Pigsy made an ugly at Monkey but he continued.

"That is because they are all the same mech."

"What?" Trip asked. "How is that even possible and what does that even mean?"
"That means that all the mechs are running off the same senors. They are working as one unit. I have seen it before but that is why she could not get a clear fix on how many there are."

"So that means what to our job?" Monkey asked.

Pigsy snorted at Monkey and rocked back on his heels.

"Our job? You mean your job. No way in hell that I'm going in there. Those things will see everything as one unit and react to it that way."

"What? The only reason we are here is because of you!" Monkey yelled at him and Trip covered her ears. She hated the fights they had, they were just so loud.

"I'm not going in there because I'll just get killed quick." Pigsy yelled back.

"Why is that? Maybe because you're too fat to ran fast enough?"

"Please stop it." Trip said it quietly but Monkey heard her. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Pigsy continued for a moment until he realized that no one was arguing back. He threw up his hands at them.

"Okay Trip scan the area so that I can see for myself." Monkey looked down at her and added. "Please." Trip nodded and sent the dragonfly up. It was like Pigsy said all the mechs moved as if they were just one machine.

"What does that mean Trip?" Monkey asked her. He knew but he wanted her to feel like she was important to this mission. He was worried about her depression not that he did not understand it but he still wished that he could do more to help. He understood what it was like to lose everything.

"I think that means that they are working from one network. That means if you can take the right one out then they all will fall. But that's the trick knowing which one." Trip said.

"Any ideas?" Monkey asked her. Trip shook her head. "I can think of one way but it's really dangerous."

"And what way is that?" Monkey asked. Pigsy had turned to face them as he listened.

"You attack one. The one that doesn't get involved in the fight is the one who is the 'leader' I guess you could call it." Trip replied. Monkey nodded his head and then he sighed.

"Pig could you see the whole battlefield from up there?" Monkey asked Pigsy. As he asked Monkey turned from Trip to face Pigsy. When he was asked something of the Pig he liked to able to see his face. Pigsy turned back to face the rocky outcropping that he had been on.

"Yeah I think I can." He said.

"You think? I don't need think I need know. Can you see the whole battlefield?"

Pigsy trudged his way back and again used his arm to get back up. He moved carefully over to the edge pulled up his sniper scope to again check the area.

"Yeah I can see everything behind the farmhouse itself. Is that good enough?" He asked over the com.

Monkey and Trip shared a look.

"What are you thinking about doing Monkey?" Trip asked.

"I'm going to attack one. When they all swarm me Pigsy can see which one is the leader and snipe it. Do you think that you can do that Pig?"

Pigsy snorted into the com. "Yeah I can do that. Just remember be careful now."

Monkey bit the inside of his bottom lip to keep the retort in. He looked down to Trip who looked back at him. She was chewing on fingernails of one hand.

"What is it?" He asked her.

"I wish that I could think of another way. This is so dangerous." She told him, her worry written on her face. He smiled at her trying to reassure her.

"Come on this is no worse than anything else that we have faced. We can just blame it on Pigsy for once." Monkey laughed to himself about that but Trip was not any happier. Monkey turned from her to face the entrance into the farm area. He walked towards it quietly but quickly. He pressed himself against the wall of the tunnel that lead into the valley.

"Pigsy you ready?" He asked quietly over the com.

"Ready when you are." Was the answer.

Monkey closed his eyes and took a deep breath to center himself. 'They are going to swarm me but all I have to do is fight until Pigsy gets a shot at the leader. I choose to believe that he is not going to let me get killed. By a bunch of mechs. Again.' With that reassuring thought he ran into the valley yelling. The mechs turned to him as one as he expected. They rushed them screaming in their mech voices. Monkey began with jump right into the middle of them. He spun with his staff in a wide circle knocking the mechs back and stunning some of them. He entered his battle mindset until he heard the shot. All the mechs just stopped where they were, some were standing and others were on the ground. But they all just stopped then they fell over one by one until Monkey was standing alone in the field. The wind blew cool air over his hot brow and the plants moved in the breeze rocking back and forth. He turned to face the entrance as Trip and Pigsy came in.

"Nice shot." Monkey said and Pigsy nodded to him.

"Excellent! Now we just need to tell Turtle that we have done it." Trip said to the guys.

"And how do we do that?" Monkey asked.

"She told me just to go to the farmhouse and inside there are coms to the main buildings. She wants to get people here as quickly as she can. I think that these plants need to harvested." Trip replied.

Back at the Blue Silk Pigsy was retelling the exciting story about defeating the mechs with his superior sniper skills. Trip was just happy that no one had been hurt. Turtle was walking around listening to everything that Pigsy was saying but Trip thought her mind was elsewhere.

"Turtle? Is everything alright?" Trip asked her.
"Mmm? Oh yes I'm just surprised that it was so easy. I thought that more than one could be the leader." When Turtle said that all conversation stopped in the kitchen. Monkey stopped eating to look at her and then to look over to Trip.

"I'm sure that everything is right but if you will excuse me." Turtle said as she walked out. Monkey and trip shared a glance then moved to follow her.

"Turtle" Monkey's rough voice called out to her. She stopped walked to turn and face them. "Turtle why did you think that more than one could become the leader?"

"Because when I tried to take them out myself that it what happened. I killed the leader then another one just took over. I was hoping that you could do enough damage to make them just stop but to have one just be the leader and everyone else just stop. I'm just going to check that is still true on the cameras. If it is not I'm going to handle it myself. Please go finish your meals. If I need help I'll ask for it. Unlike some people I do that." With a pointed look at Monkey she turned back from them as continued walking towards her study.

"Do you think that she'll be okay?" Trip asked her voice unsteady.

"I don't know. But if she needs help she'll come and get me. Come one lets get back." Monkey gently put his hand on her shoulder and together they walked slowly back to the kitchen.