Fr33 Typ3

            Sometime after we came back from the Salem witch hunt times, I decided to do some recon. From what recon I did, I learned that the GGR is more annoying than I thought. They took control of Canada and most of Europe. The only places that were still untouched by the GGR were Asia and Antarctica. They couldn’t get Antarctica if they tried anyway.

            Three weeks after our return, I was eating some pizza at a restaurant in Mexico City and watching some pigeons fly around eating stuff. My cell phone rang (yes, I still have old, outdated technology for the year 2021) and I checked the caller id. It was a restricted number so I couldn’t tell who it was. I answered it and a female voice was heard.

            “Hello?” the female voice asked.

            “Who is this?” I asked back.

            “I need help,” ‘she’ said.

            “I’ll help you, but I need to know who you are. Also, how did you get this number?” I asked.

            “I’ll tell you later,” the girl said hurriedly. “Please, meet me at the beach.”

            “Which beach?” I asked.

            “Virginia Beach, 1 hour,” the girl answered.

            “I’m in Mexico!” I yelled. People looked at me when I shouted into my phone.

            “Is that a problem?” the girl asked.

            “Give me an hour and a half,” I said.

            “Okay,” the girl said. I paid for my food and went to the parking lot about ten feet away. Before I could get into my car (if you don’t know what car I drive, then you need to read Fr33 Typ3 for Dummies) an explosion occurred in front of my face. I flew backwards and landed on twelve pigeons. I tried to stand up but another explosion occurred to my left.

            “Who is trying to kill me?” I asked myself. I looked around and saw the next shot coming towards me. I did some weird move where I was flying midair in slow motion. As time slowly went by, I could look around at normal speed to see who shot at me. When I looked, I saw a person in a black ninja suit. From what I could tell, the person was female.

            Time sped up back to a normal rate and the explosion hit the ground and I was far enough away to avoid getting hit. I looked back to where I saw the ninja and saw her running away. I jumped into my car and sped off in the direction of the building my attacker was shooting me from. When I reached its parking lot, I saw the person in the ninja suit get into a black Mercedes and sped off in my direction. I did a half doughnut and drove after the car.

            We were driving down the highway moving at some high speeds (somewhere between 300 – 500 mph, 400 mph average). A couple of times cops came out from behind us to pursue, but they ended up losing us because they were only going between 100 and 125 mph when they cased us.

            As I was driving, I pulled out my cell phone and made a phone call.

            Note, don’t do this when driving. This is a bad thing to do when driving. Also, don’t speed and don’t avoid police if they chase you. Just give up, unless you know that the cops chasing aren’t cops, then run. Make sure they are real cops though!

            “Hello?” the girl asked when she picked up the phone.

            “Can I ask you to give me 1 hour and 45 minutes?” I asked.

            “Okay,” the girl said. As I hung up the phone, I noticed that the person in the car I was chasing was hanging up her phone at the same time I was. I pulled out a shotgun and shot one of her tires. The girl swerved and smashed through the wall of the highway, falling to the ground beneath.

            Conveniently, there was an on ramp coming up, so I took it. When I reached the end, I saw the person’s Mercedes smashed up in the street. I pulled up and got out of my car.

            “Help,” the driver moaned weakly. I walked over and dragged her out. The girl was wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. When I helped her out, I put her in the passenger seat of my car then began to walk to my door. As I reached the door, I decided to call the girl who had contacted me earlier. As I did so, I watched the person I had just helped.

            “Hello?” the girl answered weakly. I saw that the girl in the car had answered her phone at the same time as the person I had called picked up and said hello. I asked her a question (while wirelessly rolling down a car window) and the girl answered. When I heard the girl in the car answer the exact same way at the same time, I felt somewhat stupid.

            “So,” I said in the window without hanging up the phone. “Where are you now?”          

            “I’m in Virginia,” the girl answered.

            “You’re lying,” I said.

            “No I’m not,” the girl replied angrily.

            “Yes you are! You’re sitting in my car talking to me and I’m not even on the phone!” I said irritated. The girl turned around and saw me holding my cell. I put the phone back up to my ear. “Do I sound familiar?”

            The girl sat there in shock. She held the same face for three hours. By that time, we had entered Texas. The girl took her shock look off her face and began to view what we where passing.

            “Why did you save me after I tried to kill you?” she asked.

            “I don’t know,” I answered. “Why did you try to kill me?”

            “Revenge,” she answered.

            “What’s your name?”

            “Kayla,” the girl replied. “Do you remember me?” I stared forward for a few minutes without answering.

            “Yes,” I said quietly. She smiled slightly and looked out the window again.

            “The GGR isn’t as powerful as I thought it would be since we last met,” Kayla said.

            “Of course not,” I said. “They’ve only been able to conquer one galaxy and they have small control of this one.”

            “They have one galaxy? The N3?” Kayla asked.

            “Three known galaxies, two other galaxies that no one has ever heard of,” I answered.

            “Oh, can I get out here?” Kayla asked. We were in front of a bus terminal and there was major traffic in front of us.

            “Sure,” I said. Kayla stepped out and walked into the bus terminal. When I couldn’t see her anymore, I turned around and drove off. About three miles later, I took off in an A-632 fighter.

            “Well?” Suzie asked when Kayla entered the building.

            “He didn’t talk much,” Kayla said.

            “What he did say, did he mention anything about an attack on the GGR?” Suzie demanded.

            “No. He just said that the GGR was weak,” Kayla replied.

            I had come back around to the bus terminal and aimed two rockets and the energy cannon at the building.

            “Did you leave a tracker on him?” Suzie asked.

            “When the cannon had completely charged, I flew up away from the ground.

            “I did, but the signal couldn’t leave the car. There was too much interference,” Kayla answered.

            “He must have a scrambler or an EM field around his car,” Suzie said thoughtfully.

            When I had reached orbit, I fired the rockets and cannon. The beam hit the building first, followed by the rockets.

            “What was that?” Suzie asked suddenly when the building shock violently. A beam blast through the roof and went through the floor as well. Suzie and Kayla were knocked back violently and hit the far wall. The rockets hit the building directly after, creating two massive energy spikes in the power grid for that building.

            Just as quickly as it had started, it stopped. The beam disappeared and the rockets were gone. Kayla stood up and saw that Suzie was knocked unconscious. She dragged Suzie out of the building and pulled her into a stretch hummer limo and drove off.

            About three seconds after they pulled off, the entire building exploded. The explosion knocked out all communication within a 300 foot radius and shut off power worldwide. (Weird that it took out power so easily.) Anything that was inside the building no longer existed.

            I made my way back towards the building remains (not that there were any) and circled around a few times. When I felt that Suzie had been eliminated, I flew back to headquarters. I landed, got out of the A-632, and walked over to a closed door. I opened it and went inside. About 30 seconds later, I stepped out and was wearing a different outfit. (I was wearing a pilot suit. Now I’m in jeans and a t-shirt [as usual].)

            “So, Matt, are we going to invade R352 today?” Nick asked when he saw me.

            “Yeah,” I answered.

            R352 is a small planet near the center of the galaxy. From what our intel has told us, that planet is under GGR influence. Men are captured, put into camps where they live until need. Men are used as soldiers, slaves, lab ‘rats’, and other things that are needed at the time (matting, you know…). Also, that planet’s government is completely controlled by females. They will kill any foreign men if their not with a female (infant, toddler, kid, and so on) and will attack any invade male forces. If there is a female fighting with male invaders, they capture her, brainwash her, and let her live with them.

            “When do we leave?” Nick asked.

            “Now,” I said. I walked over to a console and typed something in. A small blue screen appeared and had large numbers displayed on it. Suddenly, the number 12 appeared and began to count down.

            Over the intercom, a voice said: “All units, to your battle stations! Prepare for liftoff!”

            “We really need to change that,” I said to Nick.

            “Yeah, it doesn’t seem to fit every situation,” Nick agreed.

            The ships had been loaded and everyone was on board. The 172 foot long and about three football stadiums tall released the ship and the bay doors (do you really need to know how big they are?) opened. The bay was under water, about thirty miles below. This was built that way so no one could detect our departures and landings. The ship exited the bay and went forward for a couple hundred miles before it began to climb. Overall, three ships left Earth and began to exit any satellite detection zone (courtesy of the GGR). When the ships were closer to Mars than Earth (about 20 minutes later), the first cruiser opened up a massive rift.

            “So, this is the technology you’ve been developing?” Nick asked me. Both Seans walked up and looked into the rift.

            “That is cool,” Sean M. said.

            “What is it?” Sean E. asked.

            “A rift,” I answered. “This is how we travel now. Take as many ships as we want and go to anyplace in space at any time or in any time.”

            “Sounds like time travel to me,” Sean E. said.

            “Yeah, whatever,” I said. I walked over to a small console and pressed a few keys. The three ships moved forward and entered the rift. It took about three minutes for all three of the ships to pass through and safely close the rift. We were 30,000,000 miles away from the planet and almost 165 light-years from Earth.

            “Wow,” Sean E. said. “We’re not dead.”

            “Funny,” I said dryly. The ships began to advance toward the planet and prepared for any form of opposition that might come up. Before we could reach 25,000,000 miles from the planet, two GGR cruisers appeared from behind a nearby moon. They were attack class Alpha-3 (this is GGR jargon, okay, it’s all I know about them) and from what else I could read on the massive black print on the side of the ship, it was armed with heavy cannons.

            “Surrender N3!” a voice boomed on the communication link.

            “Hello Kayla,” I said.

            “You know her?” Nick asked.
            “Yeah, she tried to kill us almost five years ago.”

            “I thought she was dead.”

            “You thought wrong Sean.” Sean M. pulled out a cookie and began to munch on it.

            “No matter,” Kayla said nervously. “Open fire!” The cruisers opened fire on our smaller attack ships. The attack was quick and furious. Overall, nothing happened.

            “What?” Kayla cried over the intercom. “What do you mean they took no damage?”

            “Nothing happened when the shots made contact miss,” someone said nervously.

            “Cruiser two, open fire with front batteries only,” I commanded. The second ship that was with us began to launch energy bolts at one of the Alpha-3 ships (that’s what we’ll call them). The ship began to crumble apart and explode from the impact of the weapons fire. Within thirty seconds, the entire ship had been destroyed.

            “Hold fire!” I said when the batteries began to aim at the other GGR cruiser.

            “Were their shields up and active?” Kayla asked furiously.

            “Yes, the shields didn’t lose power!” the same person from earlier cried.

            “Open fire on as many ships possible! Don’t let up until they begin to fall back!” Kayla commanded harshly. Moments after she said that, a small one man ship left the cruiser.

            “She’s running,” Sean E. said.

            “Follow her in the A-632, if she opens fire, destroy her.” Sean E. got into a A-632 fighter and took off. As he flew, the cruiser began to fire at him with every cannon they had. Sean E. flipped and launched two 720 missiles at the cruiser. The missiles made contact with the ship (even though there are shields) and blew apart the circuitry for the main cannon controls. The only cannons left were small cannons that missed every shot they took.

            As the three N3 ships approached the damaged cruiser, the small cannons turned and opened fire on us. We didn’t get a chance to respond, so we were hit by weak laser fire. The lasers bounced off or hit and didn’t cause any damage. The closest ship to the cruiser hit it with a few heavy cannon fires. The GGR cruiser blew apart and sent rubble and such everywhere. By this point we had our shields up and active so the rubble never hit the ship.

            “Okay, we have removed all resistance,” I told Sean E. over the com.

            “Okay, Kayla is trying to lose me through an asteroid belt. She’s also dropping some mines behind her.” Sean E. stopped talking for a moment. “Now she tried to ram me to death. She has no piloting skills.”

            “Okay, thanks for the update.” I turned off the com and went order the other ships to advance toward the planet. We had reached the planet’s outer moon (there are five) and stopped there.

            “Why are we stopping?” Nick asked. “We should just go down there and rip the planet apart!”

            “Were trying to end the GGR’s influence first,” I answered. “Going down and killing everybody won’t help. We do that as a last resort. Okay? Understand?”

            “Yeah. I still think that we should just go down and blow stuff apart,” Nick said.

            “We’ll let you know when that’s necessary,” I said. The ships maneuvered above the planet and began to disperse small cargo ships loaded with weapons and n1nj4 soldiers. Before the ships made contact with the ground, thousands of mortars began to pelt the bottom of the cargo ships. Fortunately, the cargo ships were armored so no mortar would penetrate the ships.

            “How do we get down now?” Sean M. asked on the com link. We had boarded the cargo ships before they departed and prepared for any major combat.

            “We need to get to a clearing that is out of their range or control,” I answered. “Are there any clearings?”

            “I found one,” Sean E. said over his com link. “It’s southwest of your current position.”

            “Thanks,” I answered. I piloted the cargo ship I was riding to the clearing Sean E. had found. When we landed and set up a perimeter, Nick, Sean M., Thomas, Ryan, and I began to make plans. Sean E. joined us via communications.

            “First, we should try to talk to the leaders of this planet,” Sean M. suggested.

            “That would be pointless. The leaders are females who take their ideas, ideals, and laws from the GGR. I know that they had a law go into effect about three weeks ago that stated: All male babies are to be cared for by females who volunteer to raise them to fight at the age of six,” Nick said.

            “Okay, so that eliminates all hopes of negotiation,” I said, “Unless we set up a decoy.”

            “A decoy?” Sean M. said confused.

            “Yeah, a decoy. We send in a hologram that we host live and...,” I began to explain.

            “How do we host a hologram live?” Nick asked.

            “Leave that to me,” Sean E. said quickly.

            I continued: “So this hologram is to go in and try to negotiate with the leaders. If they try to capture the hologram, we shut it off and attack from every possible angle. If this works, that can start a massive war. They’ll be so distracted with trying to capture us that we can set free the imprisoned males.”

            “Two things,” Thomas said, “why are the males imprisoned and if their focused on us, then are we not focused on them?”

            “Three things,” I said back, “since when have you said are we not? Second, the males are imprisoned because they’re males and when a female needs a male for anything; work, torture (don’t ask me why), reproduction, anything, then they’re available. Third, I’m still getting all of the kinks out.”

            “I’ve followed Kayla to some warehouse in the center of the city,” Sean E. said suddenly over the com link. “I think it’s a transport center, but I’m not sure.”

            “Understood,” I said. “Come back to the Theta site. We’ll send a recon team to scout out most of that section of the building.”

            “Okay, I’m coming,” Sean E. said. Within the next hour we had made six n1nj4 recon teams and six regular recon teams. We went into the cities by foot (the regulars did) and the n1nj4 teams used their m4d n1nj4 5k1llz to get to the city.

            When my team made it into the city, I nearly lost my balance on one of the roofs. The roof I was standing on was pink and it made my feet burn. I leapt off the roof on to another roof where one of my team members was standing.

            “What happened sir?” she asked. (Yes the N3 does have females within the organization.)

            “Burn,” I said calmly. She nodded then began to look around for the warehouse.

            “Sir, we have a location for the warehouse. Sean E. just emailed the coordinates for it,” a teammate called. The other team member and I jumped over and looked. The warehouse was about three miles away from us.

            “Is anyone closer to the warehouse than us?” I asked over the com link.

            “No, we are in the sewers,” Thomas called. There were similar answers (not that everyone was in the sewers) leaving us with the task of infiltrating the building.

            We made our way there and did a security sweep. There was no obvious security and nothing hidden that we could detect so we made our way inside. The main door was unlocked, making this the easiest entrance I’ve ever had. When inside, the door was closed and we found a dark, secluded spot to hide in.

            “Incredible,” one of the members said. (Okay, here’s a name list: the girl’s name is Alexa, the guy who just spoke is named Chuck [different one], the one who informed us about the email is called Zack, and the one who hasn’t said anything yet is Ref. I don’t know who named him.)

            “Yeah,” I agreed. The place was huge. The exterior building was only three stories high and maybe 60 feet long. The only thing you couldn’t tell was how deep it was. There were at least one thousand levels that I could see without moving from the first level. (That’s because there is a massive hole in the floor.) The top levels were storage levels. There was food, fuel cells, clothing, and other necessary goods. There were some small transport vehicles and no obvious way up or down to the next level. The walls were painted silver and the bars were black. From what I could see, there was no way that a jet could have entered this building and park.

            “How did Kayla land if there is no landing strip?” I asked everyone.

            “I don’t know. Ref, what do you think?” Chuck asked. Ref just sat quietly and looked at the huge hangar doors that were to our right.

            “Ref?” I asked.

            “The doors, they’re about to open,” Ref said. Just as he stated, the hangar doors opened and a fighter jet slowly flew in. It stopped above the huge gap that was in the center of the floor. It hovered for a few seconds then began to fall at an extremely slow rate.

            “Let’s go,” I ordered. We used a n1nj4 move and landed on the fighter in places where we couldn’t be seen.

            I counted how many floors there were between the floor where you enter by foot and where the jet would land. I counted about 2,200 floors when we finally landed and dropped off. We regrouped in another shadowy area and began to follow the pilot.

            “Who is that?” Alexa asked me.

            “Can’t tell, to dark,” I answered quietly.

            The pilot stopped and pressed a code into a wall panel. Quickly after, a door opened up and the pilot stepped inside. We ran towards the door when the pilot turned around and saw us. She smiled and the door closed.

            “Great, our cover’s blown,” Zack said angrily. “We need to catch her, now!”

            “I don’t think she’ll blow our cover,” I said calmly.

            “What? Are you insane?” Zack questioned angrily.

            “An alarm or something would have gone off by now, okay,” I snapped. I turned back to the door and pried it open. We climbed down to the actual elevator and walked over to a vent. The vent opened as we approached, so I carefully made my way inside. When I was completely in the car, I was facing Kayla.

            “Hello, Matt,” she said with a smile. “Nice to see you.”

            “Can the rest of team enter?” I asked her.

            “Sure,” Kayla replied. I waved my team in, and soon, we were all inside comfortably.

            “So, why didn’t you set off the alarm?” Zack asked accusingly.

            “Because, I knew you guys were trying to blow the place apart,” Kayla answered.

            “We were?” I asked

            “Well, you’ll want to,” Kayla said in response. “This complex is a camp and a cloning center.”

            “What’s so bad about that?” Alexa asked.

            “The cloning center is used to clone men who are controllable. The men here are strong willed, violent, and don’t like to take orders from those who oppress them. The clones are to replace them. The clones are also supposed to be really cute.”

            “That doesn’t matter to us,” I said. I pointed to the guys who were with us.

            “I know it doesn’t matter to you, but it might matter to Alexa,” Kayla said.

            “How do you know her name?” I asked Kayla.

            “She used to be an assassin. We worked together before the GGR came to our home planet,” Kayla explained.

            “Okay, cool,” I said. I walked over to Ref and whispered something to him. He nodded and I walked back to where I was standing.

            “Suzie is in the next room,” Kayla said. “I’m going to tell her that I never saw any trace of you guys. Also, I’ll try and get some more info for you guys.”

            “How about this,” I suggested, “why don’t you take someone as a captive? That way she’ll think that there was only one of us and not get worried about us?”

            “That might work,” Kayla agreed. “But who?”

            “I’ll do it!” Alexa volunteered quickly.

            “Sure,” Kayla said. “Here are some bindings.” She handed Alexa ties to put around her hands and waist. After she was bound up, Kayla dragged her into the room where Suzie was in.

            “Do you really think that she’s a mole?” Ref asked after the door shut.

            “Yeah,” I answered. Zack and Chuck looked at us as if we were crazy.

            “A mole?” Chuck asked. “Ref says more than her.”

            “That’s why I think she’s a mole. Also, she has a tendency to disappear whenever a major battle against the GGR starts up. She returns after the battle is over,” I said.

            “That’s true,” Zack said. “I don’t think she’s a mole though.”

            “Just watch,” I said. We did our n1nj4 thing and disappeared when the door opened and we watched Suzie, Kayla, and Alexa talking and moving around freely. Then stepped into a small transport elevator and it began to rise.

            “See? I told you she was a mole,” I said to Chuck. We were on the bottom of the elevator, hanging by our knifes.

            “How long is this ride?” Ref asked.

            “How ever high we’re going,” Zack said. It took about thirty minutes to make it up to the roof of the complex. We dropped off and vanished into different shadows.

            “So, the N3 plans to free the men here and stop the cloning? They have to be kidding,” Suzie said as she walked across the platform above me. I began to follow her underneath the platform while remaining in the shadows.

            “It’s true,” Alexa said excitedly. “There are recon teams scouting out the city now.”

            “They won’t find anything of value,” Suzie said with confidence. Just then, all power was cut. Ref, Chuck, Zack, and I took this as our chance to make our escape. We ran towards the door, pushed it open, and leapt into the air just as a barrage of mortars, lasers, and bullets ripped the door apart.

            “That was close,” Zack said as we ran the roofs to the camp.

            “All teams make a retreat back to the Theta site,” I said over the com links.

            “Why Alexa though?” Chuck thought.

            “She was found on a planet that was under GGR influence,” I answered.

            “So if you knew that she was a mole, then why did you allow her to join us?” Chuck asked angrily.

            “Because,” I paused, “she’s a double agent. She tells the GGR fake plans and then tells us their plans. It’s worked every time.”

            “So, you planned all of this?” Chuck asked.

            “Most of it so far,” I answered.

             As we were running and talking, a missile came from the sky and hit the building in front of us. I was thrown back about three hundred yards and everyone else was knocked back at random distances. I stood up and looked around to see who attacked us. From what I could tell, the shot was an orbital attack. I looked up and saw another attack come from above, which gave me enough warning to avoid it and take a shot or two at the source. Unfortunately, I didn’t have a weapon to shoot with.

            “Ref?” I shouted.

            “Yeah?” he called back.

            “Are you alive?” I asked.

            “Do you think?” he said.

            “Just checking,” I said.

            “You have a gun or something?” I asked.

            “No,” he answered.

            “Okay, let’s just run!” I shouted. Everyone stood up and ran toward the woods so it would be harder to hit us. Overall, they shot apart the forest and left us in the open.

            “This is not a good position to be in,” Chuck said.

            “No, do you think?” Zack said irritated.

            “Let’s just keep running,” I said. We made it out of their viewing range and escaped.

            We made it back to the Theta site and prepared to raid the city. We prepared the fighters to carry V2 Frag missiles and prepared the X2 guns. The tanks were loaded and transports were fit to hold extra gear along with everyone inside. We had placed our WMDs in a separate cargo transport that was attached to one of the transports.

            “Where are the P90s?” I asked.

            “They’re in the transport,” Zack answered.

            “Okay,” I answered back. When everything was ready, we headed out for battle against the GGR on this feminine planet. The GGR’s influence was so powerful that the areas that should have looked dangerous and evil like (aka swamps and such) looked like picnic areas. Some of the trees had pink leaves and the grass was varied in bright colors.

            I tried to ignore it, but it was so weird to me. It took about 20 minutes to reach the city slums. These slums though looked more like a summer home instead. I’d hate to have to pay rent here. A girl came out of a house and stopped when she saw us sitting there.

            “Mommy!” the girl cried.

            “Yes dear?” the mother called.

            “There are a bunch of males out here!” the girl called back.

            “Get away from them!” the mother said horrified. She ran out and grabbed her daughter away from us. We simply sat there staring in amazement.

            “Okay, let’s continue on to the city,” I said after a few seconds.

            “Males aren’t allowed in the city!” the woman said. “If you are caught, you will be executed.”

            “That will not be a problem, ma’am. We have more than enough gear here to destroy the city,” I answered.

            “Are from this country?” the woman asked. “Have the men gathered enough resources to fight this war?”

            “Hey!” one of the female n1nj45 called out.

            “We’re not from this planet,” I answered. “We have a fighting style so dangerous, that the GGR cannot win against.”

            “No can defeat the GGR!” the woman cried. “I must report this immediately!”

            “All communications are down in this planet,” on n1nj4 said. “Any attempt to call anyone will result in a capture.”

            “Okay. What will you do to us?” the woman asked. “You know, if we call someone?”

            “Simply take you to a ship in orbit, ask you who you were trying to call, and if your answer is decent, we’ll let you go.”

            “Okay. Sweetie, go get the shotgun for mommy, okay?” the mother asked.

            “Okay,” the girl answered. The girl ran inside.

            “Please don’t destroy our government. This system of female more powerful than male has lasted for centuries. Don’t make it end,” the woman pleaded. Her daughter ran out with the shotgun aimed at us. “Or she’ll kill you.”

            “Let’s go,” I said. The girl shot at one of the tanks and the bullet bounced off.

            “Should we get rid of them?” an officer asked.

            “No, ignore them. They pose no threat,” I said coldly. Just as we began to move, one of the tanks shot her home into oblivion.

            “You evil people!” the girl cried in hatred. “All males should never have existed! You all should die!”

            “Can I just get her to stop talking?” the officer asked.

            “Just don’t kill her,” I answered. 30 seconds later the girl stopped talking.

            “That was easy.”

            “What did you do?”

            “Gave her a piece of candy.”

            “You drugged it didn’t you?”

            “Yep.”

            “You’re evil.”

            “Aren’t we all at some point?”

            We had made it to the edge of the city and created a control base where we could launch the A-632 fighters and make sure that the GGR doesn’t send any reinforcements.

            “Okay, we’ll go in teams of 6. One medical specialist per team. Don’t get separated from each other. Also, don’t shoot everyone you see. Only shoot those who you know will try to kill you,” I instructed. We had gotten everything set up and Sean M. finished his new weapon that he wouldn’t tell anyone about.

            “Come on Sean, show us!” Nick said eagerly.

            “You’ll see it when I use it,” Sean M. said irritated. “Let’s go already.”

            “Okay. If you see any large silver cats, kill them immediately,” I said as a last minute command. We headed into the city of the girls.

            We entered the city and began to walk down the street. I knew that the guys would experience some major attack and the girls would be ignored until they start shooting. For my team (the elite group of Sean M., Sean E., Nick, Thomas, Ryan, and me), the action started about five minutes after we stepped into the city.

            We had turned a corner and three GGR units began to fire upon us using some AK-47s. I rolled out and dove behind a trashcan and fired back using my EP90E. The bullets hit one of them, sending thousands of kilowatts through them. Nick shot one with his FTSE (duh) and Sean M. through a cookie grenade at the last one. We walked out of that battle unscathed. The next corner we turned resulted in the GGR attacking so close; I could see their eye color.

            The girl who attacked me had blood red eyes, so I assumed that she was a vampire. That was not an issue because I have never had a vampire want to attack me. I pulled out my Katana Fragsword and ducked as she swung her fist at me. She punched the wall next to me and left a massive hole in the wall.

            “Prepare to die!” the girl yelled.

            “Shatter sword!” I shouted. Why I shouted, I still don’t know. All I know is that my sword fell apart into millions of small black nanobits.

            “You will certainly die now!” the girl said with a raspy voice.

            “I’m not so sure about that,” I said and pointed behind her. The nanobits had regrouped and formed a massive black creature with yellow lines going down its body (as do all of the nanobit creations [that are mine of course]) and tentacles as hands. The tentacles split apart and stabbed each girl in the back, killing them instantly.

            We continued on and we made it to a fuel center. I planted some C₆²₃⁸₀ around several large tanks and various vehicles. We left and three minutes after we had been gone, the explosives went off. About three miles were destroyed in that explosion and left us a good place to set up a defensive position.

            Three hours had past since we set up our defense system and prepared for a strike force attack. We completed all of the modifications to the A-632 fighters and sent out two recon tanks to destroy any resistance that would show up for the ground teams. We had intended for the teams to depart when the tanks returned, but something delayed that order.

            Just as the tanks made their return, three GGR sonic gliders flew in and tried to blow us apart. They missed by a couple hundred miles (no exaggeration) and flew past us. One of the cannons that had been set up began to fire constantly upon them and it clipped one of the glider’s wings, sending it into a nearby building. We sent a scout over to see if anyone was inside. Surprisingly, there was no one piloting the ship. The other glider came around for a second chance to bow us apart. I manned one of the turrets and fired at the cockpit of the glider. It exploded into a fire ball and crashed into a different building.

            “They’ll try anything, won’t they?” a commander asked.

            “Yep,” I answered. I stepped out of the turret and we made our way into the city. Sean M. had been cradling his new weapon around and looking at it intently.

            “Why don’t you look at where you’re going?” Nick suggested.

            “I know where I’m going,” Sean M. said. He walked into a metal pole that was sitting directly in front of him.

            “Right,” Sean E. said.

            We walked for several miles when we found something interesting. One of the buildings facing us began to shimmer. Suddenly, it disappeared, revealing a road that we wouldn’t have noticed other wise.

            “Okay, this is weird,” I said.

            “Think it’s a trap?” Thomas said.

            “I doubt it,” Sean E. said. “It doesn’t seem like them.”

            “True,” I answered. “I don’t think that the GGR would send Amber out to get us.” Standing in that road was Amber and Kira.

            “What are you guys doing here?” Amber asked.

            “Destroying stuff and wreaking havoc,” Nick answered.

            “Okay, but you do know that if you’re caught, you can be executed?” Amber asked.

            “Not a problem,” I answered. We began to walk away when Amber and Kira ran up behind us.

            “Are you following us?” Sean M. asked.

            “Yes,” Kira answered. “We were walking from the GGR in a way that would cause problems for them, but it hasn’t worked. All we know is that they sent out fighters, but we haven’t seen them.”

            “I think we blew those apart,” I answered.

            “Oh,” Kira said. We walked for a few more miles when we reached a part of the city that contained all of their vehicles and soldiers.

            “Okay, we destroy this place then raid the city,” I commanded. I rolled off and everyone who had been with me from earlier made their way to take down some critical systems. Amber followed me and Kira went after Sean E.

            “Why are you following me?” I asked.

            “You might need someone who can get through their security,” Amber said.

            “Why would I need to do that if I can just destroy everything?” I asked.

            “I don’t know. Do you have a spare gun?”

            “Yeah, here.” I handed her a P90X and I pulled out my PA. Bob appeared and looked around.

            “So, you’re going to blow this place apart?” Bob asked.

            “Yeah,” I answered.

            “I have an idea,” he said.

            “And that is?” I asked back.

            “Connect me, the PA, and the sonic cannon together. Make yourself a super weapon.”

            “Not a bad idea.” After three minutes of connecting three weapons together, I had it completed. I was wielding a death ray.

            “You have a death ray?” Amber asked me in disbelief.

            “Yeah, I have a death ray,” I answered. I turned to the GGR base and powered up and death ray. As it was charging, there was a massive explosion about thirty feet away.

            “We have an attacker!” a GGR soldier screamed. She ran across the field and then was struck by a massive fireball.

            “Nice Nick,” I mumbled. I pulled out a com link and radioed Nick. “Get out of there!”

            “Why?” he asked.

            “I’m going to use the death ray,” I answered. Nick ran off and began to beat up a GGR unit that had snuck up on him and Thomas. I fired the death ray and the beam struck a cow. I don’t want to know why there’s a cow here. The cow detonated and a massive explosion ripped from its burning corpse. The explosion reached most of the complex and destroyed everything within.

            One particular spot of this complex was prepared for an attack because there was a shield defending it. The explosion wave slapped the shield with much force, that a normal wall would have been destroyed on contact. The shield that was defending the building within was taking a lot of damage. I took out my scanner and checked how much power the shield had remaining. From what I can tell thought the explosion energy, the shield would give in ten to 15 minutes.

            “What kind of weapon is that?” Amber asked me horrified.

            “A powerful weapon,” I answered. I prepared the weapon for a second shot and aimed at the shield.

            “How are the shields?” Alexa asked a technician.

            “They are holding strong, miss,” the technician answered.

            “Good, and the explosion?”

            “It has faded,” the technician answered.

            The moment I could see the shield (which was pink, that is really annoying) I fired the death ray cannon.

            “That shot will take their shields down to 0.00000000000000000000000000

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00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001% power,” Bob said suddenly.

            “Did you have to say that?” I asked.

            “Yes. This is just to inform you of what will be needed to destroy them,” Bob said.

            “In other words, this shot will eliminate them?” I asked.

            “Yeah,” Bob answered. The beam slammed into the shield and there was a massive power fluctuation that anyone could see. The shield began to glow brightly then dimmed suddenly. I pulled out my scanner and checked the power output. From what I could tell, the shield was holding at 11% and wouldn’t give.

            “We have to strengthen the shields!” Alexa ordered.

            “Yes miss,” several technicians said simultaneously. They all rushed outside of the main building and over to separate generators. The technicians began to operate the controls located a few feet away from the generators.

            “I thought you said that this would tear through the shield?” I asked Bob.

            “So did I. Apparently, they have a much stronger shield than I anticipated. We will need a third shot.” Before I could fire, a massive fire blast hit the shield suddenly. The technicians were startled then continued their work on the shields. The focused the power towards the incoming fire blast, but they left the rest of the shield weak and venerable. I aimed and fired at one of the generators with a semi-weak shot, as to not use up all of the charge. The bolt hit the shield and continued with little to no resistance.

            “Merry! Look out!” one of the technicians yelled. The girl at the controls of the generator that I fired at looked up, then dove out of the way as the bolt destroyed the control panel and, without stopping, the generator. I looked at the fire blast and saw that it had begun to make its way through the shield.

            For the next generator, I decided to get close. I put up the death ray and rolled down the hill I was on.

            “Matt, wait!” Amber yelled. I ignored her and continued down. When I reached the shield, I pulled out my Katana Fragsword and stabbed the shield. My sword fell apart in the shield and rebuilt itself on the other side as a humanoid. The humanoid walked over to a control panel, threw the technician to the side and began to do something to the controls. After messing with the controls some, it walked over to the generator and punched it. Its fist went into the metal and began to alter what the generator was made of. About 40 seconds later, it pulled its hand out. The generator fell apart into thousands of nanobits and they rebuilt to form two humanoids.

            “Matt!” Amber screamed from her spot. I turned to look at her when I saw three metal cats, or as the N3 likes to call them, demon kittens, advancing upon me. I pulled out a katana fragsword and then split it into three swords. I then took the three swords and made a tri-blade out of it. The cats hissed at me and I began to spin the tri-blade.

            The cats and I began to circle each other (the cats circling me really, I was in the center walking in a circle) and I spun the tri-blade faster. A cat struck and I blocked it as best as I could. The claw was about three inches from my face when I blocked it and I was sliding back some when it hit my swords. I jumped up as the other cat attacked me from behind. The cat that attacked me first was talked into the shield.

            “Matt!” Amber yelled again.

            “What?” I answered irritated.

            “You have to beat them!” she yelled.

            “I know that!” I snapped.

            “Be careful, they can become regular cats!” Amber informed me.

            “Really?” I asked.

            “Yes. Mike is a little chubbier than…” Amber began to explain.

            “Mike?” I asked confused. “They have names?”

            “Yeah, Alaini named them when I worked with the GGR. The other cat’s named Alaini. Her choice. Mike’s heavier and more aggressive. Alaini will knock you over, but she’ll toy with you before she kills you.”

            “Like…” I began.

            “Shut up and fight already!” Amber screamed at me. I dove out of the way of Mike’s massive paw. Alaini was behind me when I landed and knocked me over with her nose.

            “I’m dead,” I said quietly. Before Alaini did anything, Mike charged in and bashed her out of the way. While Mike had his back turned, I pulled out a shotgun and fired into the back of knee. Mike turned and swiped at me with his right paw. I flattened myself to the ground as the paw passed. He did the same thing again with his left paw and I flattened myself again. Mike then decided to stomp me to death and lifted his paw above me. I pulled my katana fragsword from off its harness and blocked the paw with it spinning in the same direction I was lying (I was lying in line with Mike’s paw).

            The sword spun fast enough to hurt Mike some through his armor. He pulled his paw back and began to have his chain gun to come out of his back. I leapt into the air and placed both hands at the handle spun the sword like a wheel. I released the sword and it flew at Mike with such high speeds, it left a trail of itself in the air. The sword hit Mike so hard, that the armor that protects the demon kittens’ bodies was cut and Mike began to bleed.

            I was still hanging midair when the sword returned to me, so I caught it with both hands and launched it in the same manner. The only difference was that the word was holding a massive electric charge that would kill Mike if it touches his skin in any way.

            Mike saw me throw the blade and was about to run when Alaini rammed into Mike, preventing him the ability to run. The blade came in at a higher rate of speed than before and tore through Mike, splitting him across the waist. The blade returned to my hand and Alaini turned and faced me.

            “Matt?” Amber asked nervous.

            “Yes?” I answered through clenched teeth.

            “What are you going to do?” she asked. Without saying anything, I turned the tri-blade into a single sword (that’s the greatest thing about nanobit technology, you can make anything with any number of bits) and ran towards Alaini using my n1nj4 skills. Alaini ran up and jumped into the air and came down, ready to tear me into thousands of pieces. I rolled left then jumped up to meet Alaini in the air. Alaini swung at me with her bulky left paw and followed with her right. I blocked the first paw using the one sword, then I blocked the second using a second sword. Alaini looked confused, so she tried to bite me. When she came down with her teeth, she had let up some with her paws which allowed me the time to jump away. She crushed air and looked around confused for me. I was about three miles above her when she looked up. Alaini landed on her feet and I came down with a smashing stab to her head.

            “Matt!” Nick called.

            “Yeah?” I answered. I was pulling my sword out of Alaini’s head.

            “What happened?” he asked.

            “I killed Alaini,” I answered.

            “Really?” Nick asked excitedly.

            “The demon kitten named Alaini,” I explained. I looked at the shield and noticed that it was no longer there.

            “Oh yeah, the humanoids you sent took care of the shield when you were busy,” Nick explained. The humanoids returned to me and shattered. I put my hand into the massive pile of nanobits and they slid up my arm.

            “What did you just do?” Nick asked me.

            “Recalled the nanobits,” I answered.

            “Oh. What’s next?” Nick asked.

            “We have to go find the main headquarters of the GGR,” I answered. “If we can find that, then we can take out this place with one hit.”

            “The only problem is the massive female army that is advancing on us right now,” Amber said. I glanced over to our left and saw a massive army of over 300,000 girls waiting for the command to attack.

            “Hey, Nick, where are the A-632 fighters?” I asked.

            “Three hundred feet east,” Nick answered.

            “Are any of them double seated?” I asked.

            “Yeah, why?” Nick asked back.

            “In case that there isn’t a third one,” I answered. “Amber?”

            “Yes?”

            “Run!” I commanded. We began to run and the girls above us began to fire at us. I jumped over a rock that was in the way, and just as I landed on the other side, the rock exploded.

            “What was that?” Amber asked shocked.

            “A shell!” I yelled over the next rain of bullets and other types of gun fire. I rolled out of the way of a hail of bullets and a missile. Nick had to leap over a rock as well and ended up in a six foot hole. I ran over to Nick and grabbed him out of the hole. Just as I did that, a rocket slammed into the hole.

            “Let’s not do that again!” Nick yelled. We ran to the A-632 fighters and saw that there were three. I forgot why they were there, but they were there.

            “Can you pilot one of these?” I asked Amber.

            “I should,” Amber answered.

            “Okay, let’s go,” I ordered. Nick and Amber climbed in and powered up the engines of the A-632 fighters. I stayed outside and fired a P90x that was in the weapons hold on the fighter. When Nick and Amber were in the air, I hoped in, threw a grenade outside, and then powered up my ship. The GGR army stopped and surrounded the grenade to make sure that it was a simple grenade. The grenade exploded, giving off a massive electric charge that wiped out everyone who was within a twelve foot radius.

            I powered up my ship and took off. Those who had been either smart enough to stay out of the blast or just couldn’t fit in the crowd, began to shot at me as I lifted off. They had no aim, so the bullets simply bounced off the armor system. I hit the thrust and accelerated off with Nick and Amber following. We flew over the city that was still operational into the area controlled by the N3.

            It was pretty easy to tell that the N3 had taken over this part of the city. The area was destroyed and looked pretty gray. Ever couple hundred feet, you’d see some troops on foot and tanks every hundred yards. There were turrets located at intervals of 30 yards and a few outposts in between.

            We landed at an air strip and Nick and I began to gear up for the next attack we planned. Amber looked at us as if we were crazy. I glanced over to her a pointed to a pile of gear next to her. She picked it up and looked around at them.

            “Why do I need this?” she asked.

            “We’re going to raid a major part of the city. We first hit a residential part of the city, and now we’re going to hit the power grid and several major factories. Hopefully, this will put them in a bad position,” I explained.

            “Okay, so why don’t you just do this in an aerial attack?” Amber asked.

            “To obvious,” Nick said abruptly. “We need to shut them down without them knowing.”

            “So, why do we need to use all of this gear?” Amber asked.

            “Carry explosives, weapons, and other items necessary for destruction,” Nick answered.

            “But do I have to wear this?” Amber complained.

            “Do you want to carry all of it by hand?” I asked.

            “No,” Amber said.

            “Then gear up,” Nick said agitated. Amber reluctantly put the gear on and picked up several handguns. I grabbed some X2 guns and Nick took out his FTSE (figures). We moved out and prepared to board a small land transport. The pilot accelerated towards the city and stopped when we were at a sewer gate. We hopped off and made our way inside.

            I took out a blow torch and cut the bars off so we could enter the sewer.

            “What is with you guys and sewers?” Amber asked as we walked down the sewer system.

            “It is effective and it’s the only place where most of these systems are not located at,” Nick explained.

            “What systems?” Amber asked.

            “Security. Is she always this annoying?” Nick asked.

            “Don’t know. I’m usually trying to kill her.” I glanced behind me and saw Amber looking around at what little scenery surrounded us. She saw me looking and smiled. I turned back to around and continued walking.

            It had been about thirty or so minutes since we had entered the sewers when an exciting event happened. We ha turned a corner when we were surrounded by poodles and several hundred more small dogs. They were all growling at us and some tried to bite us. Given their height, if they had bitten us, it would have hurt. It took five minutes to scare all of them off and it took about another three minutes to burn any traces of the small fight that occurred.

            “Did you notice something?” Nick asked me quietly several minutes later.

            “What?” I asked back.

            “None of the dogs surrounded Amber or tried to attack her,” Nick informed me. I simply nodded and we continued our trek through the sewer.

            An hour later, we arrived at our destination. I found a ladder and began to climb up.

            “Are we finally leaving the sewer?” Amber asked eagerly.

            “Yes, now be silent. We don’t want them knowing that were here. That is if they don’t know already,” I snapped. I climbed up the ladder hurriedly.

            “Okay, no need to be mean,” Amber said quietly. Nick followed me and Amber went up last. I reached the top and slowly removed the man…err… I guess here it would be a woman-hole…no… I’ll stick with manhole. As I removed it, I made sure that no one was watching us, or even around. When I felt that it was clear, I removed the manhole completely and jumped out. Nick and Amber followed and hid in the shadows.

            “What was that?” a girl asked from a distance.

            “I don’t know. Let’s go check it out,” another girl answered.

            I replaced the cover and leapt into a shadow. The girls came into view and looked around. They looked at the manhole cover and examined it.

            “It was moved,” one of the girls said.

            “But, by whom?” the other girl asked.

            “I can’t tell,” the first girl answered.

            “Want to go tell Suzie?” the second girl asked.

            “Are you, Ali?” the first girl asked. I looked at Nick who nodded and pulled out his FTSE.

            “Who are you?” Ali asked horrified. Nick didn’t answer, but he did knock them unconscious using the gravity field. He waved us forward and we ran down a long, dimly lit hallway. We reached the end in about four minutes and 12 seconds. I walked carefully up to the door and checked for any security. Just as a safety precaution, I set off an EMP device and disabled any security that we might not have noticed.

            “That takes care of anything,” I said. I pried open the door using a crowbar that I had been carrying with me for the past three days. I opened it up wide enough for us to get through, but small enough to close it again. After several minutes of moving a door and climbing through, we made our way down a catwalk several feet up. I looked down and saw hundreds of males working on various machines. I found a staircase and we walked down some, just too where we could hear what was going on.

            “You, slacker!” A five year old girl walked up to a man who could have possibly been in his thirties and hit him with a whip.

            “I’m sorry, miss. It will not happen again,” the man said weakly.

            “No, it won’t,” the girl said. She pulled out a small gun and fired it. The man dropped on the floor. I was prepared to attack but Amber managed to hold me back.

            “Don’t. You’ll be shot at the moment she sees you,” Amber said quietly. I sighed slightly and put away my sword. The girl walked away and an older woman walked in. She was about 25 years old and was carrying much of the same equipment as the girl. The girl walked back up and stood next to her.

            “Did I do well mommy?” the girl asked.

            “You did,” the mother answered. The voice was familiar, but I just couldn’t tell who it was that was speaking.

            “What’s next?” the girl asked.

            “Next, you’ll learn how to become a vampire assassin like your mother,” the woman said. She looked over at where we were sitting and then looked away. I felt a major chill go down my spine. The mother and daughter walked away and that left Nick, Amber, and I alone on a stairway.

            “That was major disturbing,” I said after a few minutes.

            “Yeah. I felt that I knew that person.” Nick was watching where the two had gone.

            “We do know her,” Amber said. Nick and I stared at her. “It’s Suzie. She’s a vampire.”

            “And a mother!?”  I asked horrified.

            “Her daughter is a clone of her,” Amber explained. “She was engineered to be able to do various things without the human limitations that are usually present. That particular daughter is more violent and cruel. She is Suzie favorite, even though she doesn’t show it.”

            “Well then, that gives us all the more reason to destroy this place,” I said.

            “Before you guys do that, there’s one more thing you have to see,” Amber said nervously. We walked back up the stairs and made our way to a small lab. Inside, Amber shut the door and locked it.

            “Why did you do that?” Nick asked.

            “To make sure we aren’t disturbed,” Amber said. Just as she finished locking the door, a hissing sound began.

            “What is that?” I asked.

            “Gas,” Amber said. “It’s designed to stun males for a few hours.”

            “This is a trap!” Nick said angrily. The gas filled the room quickly, but Nick and I were prepared. We had gas masks with us, mostly because of the equipment we had, but also incase of traps like these.

            “I’m sorry! I had too. If I didn’t, then the GGR would have killed you on sight!” Amber cried. “This gas makes you harder to track!” When we heard that, we felt sorry for her, for ten or less seconds. We forgave her and moved on.

            “Why didn’t you just tell us that in the first place?” I asked sometime later. We were crawling through the ventilation shafts, trying to find critical spots inside the complex.

            “I didn’t want to scare you,” Amber said.

            “Think about your last statement,” Nick said. We continued through the vents until we found the power room. I opened the grate and made my way down. Nick dropped into the room and Amber jumped from the vent to a wall to the floor. I found a snow maker (which I found odd) and checked it out.

            “A snow maker?” I asked confused.

            “Maybe they don’t have winter,” Amber suggested. “The only things I know about this place was the gas and that the power source is protected by a massive electric field, which also produces some of the power for the complex.”

            “Where is the power source?” I asked.

            “Somewhere in here,” Amber answered. I walked around and found a door that was unlocked. I turned the doorknob and felt a massive electric charge go through me. I threw the door open and found the power source. It was 200 feet tall and 100 feet deep. The room itself was 20 feet wide and the source was 15 feet wide. That only left 2.5 feet from the wall to the power itself.

            “Be careful Matt!” Nick called from the doorway. I nodded and stepped up to the computer console on the power source. I was surprised that it was still functional and not a mass of melted parts. I began to hack through and find the off switch. As I was making my way along in the files, an alarm went off.

            “Hurry!” Amber called. I ran over to the electric field and drained it from the power source. When the field was gone, I launched a massive electric wave into the power source and caused a huge explosion that knocked me out of the power room and into the room of random equipment.

            “Nice,” Nick said. I stood up and the lights and alarm went off as the power room was destroyed in a gigantic explosion. I scrambled up and grabbed a bar for balance. The bar was attached to the snow machine and it began to blow snow everywhere.

            “Oops,” I mumbled. I finished pulling myself up and ran towards the exit. I threw the door open and saw several GGR guards outside. I slammed the door shut and ran back to Nick and Amber. The snow had gathered so that it covered a window nearby.

            “We have to leave,” Amber said. She turned and pulled a ladder out of the pile of equipment. Before we could climb up, the door was blown off. The guards came in and surrounded us.

            “Don’t move!” one of the guards commanded. A five year old walked in and I knew who it was before she could say or do anything.

            “Great. It’s Vampire Suzie, mini size,” I said sarcastically.

            “You’re mean,” Amber said afterwards. “She might cry.”

            “Why would we care?” Nick asked quickly.

            “If you had been a slave, you would have been killed immediately,” the mini vampire Suzie said.

            “Great, thanks for the warning Mini,” I said.

            “My name is Suzie,” Mini said.

            “I’ll call you Mini to separate you from the others,” I said. I also pulled out my LTSE.

            “On guard!” the lead guard ordered. I turned and fired a shot into the lead guard. She collapsed in a heap of electrocuted flesh. The others tensed up and aimed their guns (with laser pointers) at my head.

            “What do you want Mini?” I asked irritated.

            “Your loyalty,” Mini suggested.

            “When I turn into a chicken, I’ll do what you say,” I scoffed. I checked my watch and made a small motion to Nick that only he could see.

            “Look at the time. We really must be going. You see, we have to assassinate someone by noon today, or he’ll destroy the universe,” Nick said with a sincere voice.

            “Who?” Mini asked.

            “You,” I said with a harsh, venomous voice. Hundreds of N3 soldiers smashed through the windows, blew through the ceiling, and came from underneath swiftly and quietly. (I still wonder how we manage to do everything silently. Seriously, coming through a floor without being heard! That’s normally impossible!) The guards, and Mini, were surrounded within three seconds and all of the guns and cannons were set to full power. Swords were drawn and spears were pointed (yes, we have spears).

            “Incredible,” Mini said with great interest. “An army that has both male and females as counterparts.”

            “What is she talking about?” I asked Ryan who had just come up through the floor.

            “I don’t know. But I do find the fact that Suzie managed to create clones of herself when we were in high school.” Ryan had managed to get a DNA sample from Mini without being seen, or heard for that manner. Mini was rubbing her arm while Nick, Ryan, and I studied Mini’s DNA.

            “Fascinating!” Ryan exclaimed.

            “Incredible!” Nick verbalized.

            “Sweet,” I said.

            “Sweet?” Ryan looked at me.

            “What?” I said.

            “What is so incredible about my DNA?” Mini asked. “And stop writing Mini for my name! My name is Suzie!” How did she know I’m writing this? Anyway, I told her.

            “This is why!” I shouted. I threw a small grenade at her and she caught it. IT exploded and vaporized Mini.

            “I told you to…” she began to shout. The explosion was tiny, so we didn’t need any protection. Also, the explosion was designed to kill anyone in the room with that DNA. When the dust and smoke cleared, all that remained was Mini’s ashes. Slowly, the ashes reformed into Mini’s body.

            “Now what?” I asked.

            “You know I’m a vampire, right?” Mini asked as she was rebuilding.

            “Yeah, and?” I asked.

            “It takes more than that to kill me!” she screamed. She lunged towards us, mouth open, and bit someone in the neck.

            “No!”

            “Not him!”

            “Why not Ben Affleck?”

            “Stop!” Mini had bitten Ryan in the neck and was slowly draining him of his blood. She didn’t hang on for long, but long enough to do some serious damage.

            “Kill her now!” I ordered.

            “Kill me, you kill Ryan.” Ryan was sitting there like a zombie, eyes dilated and not making any audible noise.

            “What did you do to him?” I asked furiously.

            “I drugged him,” Mini said with a tone of happiness. “My initial target was you, Matt, but I think Ryan will serve Mother’s purpose much better.”

            “I’m afraid to know what that purpose is,” Nick said disgusted.

            “You’ll learn soon enough,” Mini said. “Come.” Ryan stood up and followed Mini as she left the room. The guards stood up to follow, but they were shot before they made it to the door. The snow had gotten so heavy; it broke the wall open and began spilling snow onto the streets.

            “We have to save him!” one of the girls who was within the N3 cried.

            “We will. First, we need to know what is going on,” I said. I gave several hundred orders and we departed.

            “So, now what?” Thomas asked.

            “Mother, I have one of them,” Mini said as Suzie entered the room.

            “Which one?” Suzie asked.

            “The one called Ryan,” Mini said.

            “Good. I had hoped for Matt, but this is even better,” Suzie said gleefully. She opened a cell and Ryan opened his eyes.

            “What happened?” he groaned.

            “I bit you,” Mini said.

            “Oh, no. I’m a vampire?” Ryan asked.

            “No,” Suzie said. “Come, I must speak with you.”  Ryan left his cell and walked behind Suzie and Mini. Mini glanced back at him then continued looking forward. When Mini looked back again, Ryan had disappeared.

            “Mother! He’s gone!” Mini shouted. Suzie turned around and saw Ryan run across the ceiling.

            “Get me my cattle prod,” Suzie commanded.

            “Yes Mother,” Mini said. She ran over to a cabinet and pulled out a large rod. Mine tossed it to Suzie who threw it at Ryan. He saw the prod coming and dropped from the ceiling to the floor. Mini leapt to bite him again, but he jumped to a wall and ran over to the stairs.

            “You need a key to open the door,” Suzie said.

            “You think you won?” Ryan asked. He pulled out a chainsaw and cut a hole in the ceiling.

            “That ceiling is solid rock!” Suzie exclaimed. “How could he cut through?” Ryan finished cutting the hole and climbed through.

            “Do you want me to follow him?” Mini asked.

            “No, he won’t get far,” Suzie said. Just as Ryan was out of sight, the door exploded into thousands of splinters. I ran into the room, but I tripped and fell down the stairs.

            “That was not good,” I groaned as I stood up.

            “Can I bite him Mother?” Mini asked.

            “Why not?” Suzie asked in response. Just before Mini jumped me, the blast armor I was wearing activated and covered my entire body. Mini’s bite hit the armor and she fell to the ground. I stood up and pulled out a shotgun and aimed at Suzie. Mini jumped up and was prepared to take the shot for Suzie. Because she was short though, it wasn’t a problem. I aimed high enough that Mini wouldn’t be able to block the bullet.

            “Ready for this?” I asked Suzie.

            “Why wouldn’t I be ready?” Suzie asked back. 300 foot soldiers ran down a stairway that was concealed by a rug and a door over it. The reason I didn’t see it was because I was standing on it. I fell back and the foot soldiers surrounded Suzie and Mini. I was pinned up against a wall and Mini walked up to me.

            “You will pay for you insolence,” Mini said. I kicked her in the face and the guard who had pinned me to the wall punched me in the face, but hurt their hand. (I can’t tell if they’re male of female. The armor they’re wearing is bulky, and they all have face masks on.)

            “Be glad you had your armada here,” I breathed.

            “I hope you don’t make it out of here alive,” Mini said. “Mother, can we go?”

            “Yes. I’ll let the guards deal with him,” Suzie said. The two left the room with me shouting behind them in ancient Egyptian. I’ll translate.

            “You evil charakes! You won’t get off this planet alive! I’ll destroy you all! You will hartek shalton hortek in balsha tara-cree!” Some of the words can’t really be translated into English. Sorry.

            “What should we do to him now miss?” the guard holding me to the wall asked. I figured they were all girls at this point.

            “We torture him, as my mother would do,” one girl said. She walked up and removed her helmet. It was, guess, Suzie.

            “Clone I presume?” I asked.

            “Yep. I’ll kill you as mother would do,” Suzie said.

            “Offhand, I’ll call you… I don’t know yet actually. Anyway, why is Mini the favorite?” I asked.

            “Mini?” Suzie (clone) asked confused.

            “The Suzie that left with Suzie. The five year old?”

            “Oh! She’s the youngest. We all treat as Mother does,” Suzie said. (Again with the ‘Mother’ thing!)

            “Still, I need a nickname for you,” I said.

            “Why? My name isn’t Suzie. It’s Nioki,” Nioki said.

            “That’s great,” I said. “Can you do anything special?”

            “Like this?” Nioki asked. Suddenly, Nioki’s nail’s extended out and she slashed at my chest. Fortunately, my armor was strong enough to withstand the blow. Unfortunately, her nails withstood the shock. I wiggled a little, trying to free myself.

            “That was nothing,” I said nervously.

            “With your armor, that makes sense,” Nioki said. “But without it, you’d be dead.”

            “You don’t have genetic memory of your mother, do you?” I asked.

            “Yes, yes I do,” she said.

            “Then you should know that I don’t die too easily,” I said evilly.

            “Really?” Nioki asked mockingly. “Let’s prove that.”

            “How?” I asked.

            “Is your suit all powerful?”

            “As in, it can withstand anything?”

            “Exactly.”

            “No.”

            “Then what can pierce it?”

            “Don’t know.”

            “How can you not know what can destroy your armor?”

            “Didn’t care. I use it, but normally, my enemies are l4m3.”

            “Fight me.”

            “What?”

            “What, are you afraid to hit a girl?” I nailed the guard holding me to the wall and grabbed Nioki by the throat.

            “I’ll kill you,” I said.

            “Then fight me,” Nioki taunted. I was staring into her eyes (no romance here folks, just hatred) and I felt slightly dizzy. I shook my head and threw her through the hole in the ceiling.

            “Where did that hole come form?” I asked. One guard just shrugged.

            “If you can make it up here, then you’re a worthy opponent. Kill him.” Nioki turned away and left me with all of the guards. They all charged me, but they moved slowly because of all the armor and gear. I was carrying more than them and my stuff was lighter.

            I kicked one in the face and sent her into several others behind her. Three circled me and one swung a metal stick. I caught the stick in my hand and there was an electric charge through it. I absorbed the electricity then launched a massive power wave through the room. Everyone inside collapsed from the electricity.

            I looked around to make sure that everyone was unconscious. When I felt satisfied, I made my way to the hole in the ceiling. Before I could exit, three of the guards stood up and surrounded me.

            “Shockproof armor?” I asked. They nodded. “But are they sword proof?”

            “We don’t know. Nobody has ever made it this far when dealing with Nioki, considering that we are her personal guard,” one of the guards said.

            “Let’s find out,” I said. I pulled out my fragsword katana and created the tri-blade. The guards tensed up and prepared for a fight. One guard leapt at me, but I simply stabbed her in the leg. The other two guards became more cautions as their friend hit the floor bleeding from the upper leg. I began to spin my swords at speeds of 300+ mph.

            “Careful, he might cut you,” I heard Nioki say. I stopped spinning my swords and looked up. She was looking down through the hole and smiled. I pulled out a fourth sword and threw it up at her. She dodged it and caught it as it fell. When it made contact with her, an electric charge blasted through her.

            “You should have been watching us!” a guard shouted. The charged me (as usual), so I threw one into the other and they passed out from the contact. I jumped up and landed on the other side of the hole, farthest from Nioki.

            “You should have just let it fall,” I taunted. Nioki slowly stood up and brushed herself off. She fixed her hair and looked at me.

            “That’s the last hit you’ll get on me,” Nioki said angrily.

            “We’ll see,” I jaunted. Nioki dropped the sword which shattered when it hit the ground.

            “That just shows how weak your stuff really is,” Nioki said. She suddenly disappeared and I was spinning around trying to find her.

            “Nice trick!” I shouted as I looked around. “I can do that too!” Just as quickly as she had disappeared, she reappeared. I was taken by surprise and she threw me to the ground. I slid back until my head was at the edge of a large pit. I glanced back and saw some snow on a pipe, but the weird thing was the massive heat that I was feeling. I looked into the pit and saw lava flowing down into a colossal reservoir.

            “Aren’t you going to get up?” Nioki asked me.

            “I will, after a nice long nap,” I answered.

            “You won’t live long enough,” she said. Nioki ran towards me as I lay on the ground. She jumped up to stab me with her claws, but when she was directly above me, I stabbed her in the heart using my fragsword katana. Time seemed to stop as Nioki slid down the blade and went limp. I was being safe when I dumped her body into the lava river. As she fell, her hand hit the snow and burst into flames.

            “Hot snow,” I said. “Nice.” I looked down and saw that Nioki’s body was no longer there. I turned and began to walk off when I heard footsteps. I turned around and didn’t see anyone. I turned back around and bumped into Nioki.

            “Did you really think you could kill me so easily?” Nioki asked me. She extended a claw and ran it down my now bare neck. “You would be so easy to kill right now. Exposed flesh, weak muscles, no agility. You are a sitting target, so easy to hit.” As she was speaking, her eyes dilated, then the pupils became slits. Her canine teeth extended some so that I could see them without any effort. As all of this occurred, I felt a strange sensation come over me, one that I had never felt before.

            “Are you afraid? You should be.” Nioki said.

            My arm snapped up and pulled her hand away from my throat. She was shocked when I did that, which gave me the chance to kick flip her into a nearby wall and for me to escape.

            “Where is he?” Nick asked impatiently. “He said he was going to assassinate someone.”

            “That could take more time than we thought,” Thomas said.

            “How long is that?” Nick asked.

            “Don’t know,” Thomas replied. “For all we know, he could be running for his life.” Just as Thomas finished saying that, I smashed into a tree a few feet away.

            “Why is there a tree here?” I asked angrily. I fell from the tree and took it down using C4. I climbed over the seven foot trunk and walked over to a transport.

            “Well, he’s back,” Thomas said.

            “True, but he’s angrier than usual,” Nick noticed.

            “And that’s a surprise?” Thomas asked.

            “Good point,” Nick said. I walked out of the transport wielding several different types of propelled explosives.

            “And why do you have those?” Thomas asked as I approached.

            “To kill Nioki!”  I declared.

            “Why? Is she a demon or something?” Nick asked.

            “No. She’s an evil half cat girl of the Suzie daughter regime,” I explained.

            “What?” Sean E. asked suddenly. He was sitting in a chair eating a donut. I looked at him funny.

            “That didn’t make sense?” I asked him.

            “No, you said something about a half cat person,” Sean E. said.

            “Well, Suzie’s second clone tried to kill me. She’s a cat human hybrid,” I explained.

            “So, why are you taking all of these explosives?” Sean E. asked.

            “I need the chemicals. Also, I need some radioactive materials,” I said.

            “Are you going to make some super weapon?” Sean E. asked.

            “Yeah. We need something that will put those clones out of existence.” I walked into a bunker and put the stuff I was carrying down and went to grab the radioactive materials.

            “What’s going on?” Amber asked as she walked up.

            “Not sure. Where have you been? The scouts said they hadn’t seen you since you came back,” Nick said.

            “Took a nap,” she answered.

            “I didn’t know that the undead needed naps,” I said as I walked past. “I thought that they were already asleep.” I walked in the bunker and locked the door.

            “What was he talking about?” Amber asked.

            “We don’t know,” Thomas said. “We just don’t know.”

            I had been locked in the bunker for over three days working on this new weapon. I hadn’t eaten, or slept since I started. I was probably so exhausted, that if I had stopped I would have fallen asleep for four days. After six days of working nonstop (literally), I had finally finished. I opened the door and stepped out. My eyes didn’t hurt from the light because the bunker had plenty of windows.

            “It’s about time you got out,” Sean E. said. “You’ve been in there for six days.”

            “So, what’s the weapon?” Amber asked.

            “I’ll show you tomorrow,” I said. I then fell asleep standing. Everyone just stood there and watched me stand there asleep. Amber poked me in the arm to test my alertness. My arm punched her, but that was to be expected.

            “Yeah, he’s asleep,” Amber said. Sean E. walked over and tipped me over so that I was lying on the ground. Ryan walked over after having to remain under complete guard for the past seven days.

            “Why is he on the ground?” Ryan asked.

            “He’s asleep,” Amber answered.

            “Oh. Was he bitten?” Ryan asked.

            “No,” answered a medical surgeon. “His only injury was a slight line on his throat. It proved to be of no threat or harm.” Ryan nodded and looked back at me.

            “So, what are we going to do now?”

            The next day, I was fully rested and ready to go. Everyone stood around waiting for me to reveal the new weapon and grew impatient.

            “Where is he?” Nick asked.

            “He’s probably still asleep,” Amber suggested. Just then, a cloud of particles flew in from nowhere and collected to form my body.

            “Whoa!” Thomas exclaimed.

            “Whoa indeed. I know have the ability to disassemble myself just as my fragswords can. I can also take a different form and various other things. I’m still working on a way to spread it effectively throughout the N3, but that has turned up difficult. I will need help in this procedure and I will also need DNA samples from everybody. So please, bear with me.” I finished speaking and waited for any response. When I received none, I disassembled and formed a gigantic dragon and flew off.

            “That was interesting,” Nick said.

            “Yep. But it doesn’t beat my weapon,” Sean M. said.

            “What is your weapon?” Sean E. asked.

            “Still not telling,” Sean M. said and walked away.

            About an hour and 23 minutes and 41 seconds later, the elite group was ready for another strike attack. I had gathered my weapons and walked over to an A-632 fighter and put the stuff in a storage compartment in the cockpit. Nick and Amber put on vest that had several explosives and several clips for some 9mms and P90s.

            “Hey Matt?” Nick called.

            “What?” I called back.

            “Do you have a large propane tank I could bring with me?” he asked.

            “It’s already attached,” I told him. Nick cheered and climbed into the cockpit. I powered up my engines and set the rockets on standby. We flew towards the city and prepared for any form of resistance. Fortunately, there was no resistance (not that it would last) and that gave us more time and energy to attack.

            I started by flying over a few civilian areas and dropping small missiles into the streets. The missiles exploded and ripped the front of houses off. Nick had his A-632 reconfigured so that he could launch his fire attacks through it. He came towards a building and launched a twin blast of fire. The propane tank was opened in front of the flames which strengthened the fire to an extremely high degree. The flames melted the walls of the building without making any contact, and when the fire did touch the building, it was incinerated.

            Amber was able to fly the jet well, but she couldn’t use the weapons platform version of the controls. She hit a button and launched an 830h missile (believe me, there’s a big difference between the 830i and 830h). The missile flew past me and clipped a wall. Then it swerved around and landed safely on the ground (lame, isn’t it?). I flew around its landing spot and checked to see if anyone was coming for it.

            “Nice Amber!” Nick shouted over the communications. “You really….”

            “Nick! Cram it!” I snapped. “We’ve got enough trouble as it is.” I dove from my altitude and launched a 720 missile. The moment it was safely away from me, I pulled up and gained some altitude.

            “Fire the defense cannon!” a girl yelled. A laser cannon fired at the missile several times but producing no satisfying results.

            “What now?”

            “Keep firing!” They fired faster and faster, hoping to destroy the missile and save whatever it was they were on top of. Their attacks bounced ff the shell and destroyed things below them, but the missile kept coming. They soon realized it and ran. The 720 missile hit the wall of the building and detonated. The explosion was enormous. The wave of heat hit a few trees which burst into flames almost instantly. The heat also melted several walls and vehicles and took out the power that was a quarter mile away from the edge of the heat. The explosion itself was powerful enough to knock a car three miles out of the heat radius. The wall that it initially hit was incinerated and anything that was inside the six mile large explosion was destroyed or burned.

            “What did you use in those missiles?” Amber asked viewing the damage. “I can see the sewer!”

            “That is something I can’t tell you,” I answered. I began to fly towards the commercial centre of the city when I spotted several hundred GGR stealth gliders approach.

            “Hey, Matt? Why did you suddenly slow down?” Nick asked when he saw me close my main burners in the very rear of the fighter some.

            “Silents, 12 o’clock,” I said simply. Nick knew what I was talking about and Amber was confused for a few seconds. When the gliders started to shoot at us, she quickly understood what was happening. I flew towards them and launched two small rockets.

            “What are those?” Amber asked as she shot down a few using the machine guns. (The machine guns can blow apart a glider using three bullets.)

            “Standard rockets that are used for any vehicle,” I answered. The rockets found their targets and eliminated several dozen gliders that were within the explosion.

            “Standard!?” Amber said after watching several more gliders burn as they passed the falling remains. “Those rockets destroyed more than any other rockets that I’ve seen!  And then they can still destroy even after they have blown up.”

            “So? What’s your point?” I asked.

            “Nothing,” Amber said quietly. I was flying into a cloud of gliders and a cruiser that was following them. I pressed a series of keys and buttons and entered 2D mode. IN 2D mode, I couldn’t even been seen from a straight on view. You would have to look above or below to see me. I flew through the cloud and exited 2D mode. The moment I was normal, I dropped several rockets behind me. I took care of those quickly which gave me the time to mess around with the main cruiser.

            “Matt! The cruisers shield extends about 60 feet off the ship itself!” Nick informed me.

            “Thanks,” I said and I slammed into the shield. “That hurts.” I used the reverse thrusters and backed up off the shield, then I pounded it with a plasma cannon shot. (Yes, this has a plasma cannon shot on it.) The shield fell after a 0.03 second hit and gave me the opportunity to raid the body of the ship. As a side note, the body was pink and the shield had a purple hue to it.

            “What are you about to do this time?” Amber asked. I didn’t answer her verbally, but I did so with my next maneuver. As I flew closer to the ship, the cockpit and center of the ship began to collapse into itself. Inside the cockpit, everything began to surge towards me. Within seconds, the A-632 fighter had disappeared except for the wings. I used the wings to land on the ships hull and walked around some as the wings slid into me.

            “What the…,” Nick began.

            “Is that a nanobit ship?” Amber asked.

            “Impossible!” Nick said. “I thought Matt said he would never carry that much power on him at once! No wait, he said he wouldn’t carry any puny, w34k weapons. Makes more sense that way.”

            “Is he insane?” Amber asked fearfully.

            “No. He is the sanest person to ever exist. He carries enough explosives on him to wipe out three thousand cities. What do you think?”

            “You didn’t have to snap,” Amber said shyly. I had created the plasma cannon shot and began to develop something over it with the nanobits.

            “What is that?” Nick asked.

            “Looks like a plasma cannon,” Amber suggested.

            “Matt?” Nick asked.

            “I’m making a more powerful plasma cannon shot, but I’m not going to make a plasma cannon,” I answered Nick. (I could hear their entire conversation because I had my headset.) When it finished, I aimed at a section of the hull that was at least 700 feet away. I fired and watched the area explode then create a massive vacuum. I began to slide when the vacuum reached me and I decided to go with it.

            Now, I’m not going to go into detail about what happened. You just need to know that when I reached the engine room, I blew a hole into the power generator and ripped a hole into the ships body. I used the hole as an escape and fell to the surface. I had put the gun away and landed on the side of a wall. When I realized that I was standing on the wall, I looked around and saw a small cruiser come by. It began to fire and I started to run across the wall. I was running out of wall, so I did a back flip onto the next wall then jumped over a street with people looking up and pointing. My original aim was a window on the next wall, but I soon realized that I was head for a very solid looking brick wall.

            “I hope that there is no metal behind that,” I said before I crashed through. I put my feet in front of me so that I would at least be able to spring back up before I was gunned down or something. I went through the wall and landed on my face (ouch). I stood up and saw that I was alone. I looked out my new hole and saw that I was previously running across a tower and that the mini cruiser had gunned the top off. They next fired a laser into the widow, which I was nowhere near, and destroyed the top of a spiral staircase that was in the middle of the floor. I didn’t know if they were trying to trap me, or prevent me to escape from soldiers that were coming up the stairs. Either way, it was really stupid.

            I jumped down the hole and landed on the top of the stairs (about three feet below) and began to run down. As I ran, jumped, and tripped down the stairs, several GGR soldiers began to fire upon me from the top of the stairwell. I pulled out my P90x and fired back. I couldn’t see them very well, so I decided to shoot the floor beneath them. The floor began to break apart and soon, it fell apart, sending all of the soldiers to the stairs beneath them.

            I decided that this building needed to be rebuilt, so I planted 3,000 C₆²₃⁸₀ explosives and went back to the stairs. The girls were getting back up when they saw me. They were about to fire when I threw a single C₆²₃⁸₀ at them. They all dove for cover as it detonated.

            “You have one minute before 3,000 of those go off. Don’t bother with trying to take me down. You’ll waste too much time,” I informed them. When I finished, I ran up to the edge of the stairs and jumped off. I fell down the hole all the way to the floor and ran out the front door. The moment I stepped out, there was an outrageous burst of gun fire. Fortunately, there was parked hummer to my left so I dove behind it. I still had my P90x out, so I looked around to try to hit the shooters.

            “Make sure he can’t get away,” a girl said over a radio. I then remembered that I had a radio that can pick up any radio transmission but broadcasts on a different channel that can’t be overheard. I sat and waited for them to make any other announcements.

            “I’m moving behind the hummer, 3^rd floor.” I pulled out my shotgun and aimed up. I saw the person lean over the window and then pull back in.

            “Well?” who I guessed the commander asked.

            “I believe he’s spotted me,” the girl said. I threw a grenade up into the window and then looked at my watch. As the grenade exploded, I looked at my watch. I saw that I had thirteen seconds left before the 3,000 C₆²₃⁸₀ exploded and everyone nearby would be incinerated. I looked around and saw most of the snipers and decided to risk it. I rolled from behind the hummer and began to run like a maniac.

            “Get him!” the commander shouted over the radio. I ran down the street and felt bullets breeze past me and the heat of rockets exploding behind me. When I glanced back, I saw the building go up in a bright light and massive heat wave smack me in the face and back. I tripped on an unseen rock and fell off a cliff. I don’t know where the cliff came from and I saw a major spike field below me.

            “This is just perfect,” I mumbled to myself as I fell. While falling, I passed a sign that read: Current Elevation 1000 ft. You have very little time left. I threw a C₆²₃⁸₀ at it and watched it explode. That’s when I had the galaxy’s dumbest idea. I would take as many C₆²₃⁸₀s I could spare and get rid of the field below and throw myself back up. I did as I just described. I dropped C₆²₃⁸₀ into the field and watched it explode. The force of the explosion knocked me into the air and over the cliff. I glided over to a spot and did a face plant into the ground.

            “Well, well, well,” I heard a girl say. I moved my head enough to see the feet of who was talking. All I could really see were feet in some black heels. I dropped my face back into the ground and didn’t move.

            “Is he dead?” Mini asked.

            “No, he’s just not moving. Let’s torture him,” Nioki suggested. I leaped back immediately, almost falling back off the cliff.

            “You aren’t going to do anything,” I said firmly as I staggered back over to them.

            “Really? You almost killed yourself,” Nioki said. She walked over to me across the concrete without a sound. I braced myself, then decided to loosen up a little.

            “What do you want?” I asked.

            “W want you to kill everyone who is part of the N3, including yourself,” Mini said.

            “Right. And I would that because?” I asked.

            “Because if you don’t, we’ll kill the person closest to you,” Nioki said.

            “Oh no!” I exclaimed. “I have nothing to lose!” I ran off I and back and ran in circles around them.

            “You are very strange,” Mini said. “Mother never said anything about you having a sense of humor.”

            “You know, that hurt. Not.” I rolled my eyes then turned back to Nioki. “You’re going to have to do something worse than that.” I turned and began to walk away.

            “What about Amber?” Nioki asked.

            “The undead train wreck? Seriously, you can do better,” I said. I formed the A-632 fighter and took off.

            “Do you have an idea?” Nioki asked Mini.

            “Yes,” Mini said. Nioki smiled and patted her head.

            I was flying around until I found Nick and Amber taking down some GGR Air Combat Vehicles (ACV for short).

            “You know, I could hear everything you said down there,” Amber said as she did a kamikaze move on an ACV.

            “How?” I asked.

            “You left you’re communicator on,” Nick said.

            “So you think I’m an undead train wreck?” Amber asked angrily.

            “Honestly, you are the most dangerous opponent I’ve ever met. I just needed something to distract them as I left,” I explained. Amber sighed and remained silent the rest of our flight attacks.

            On a private channel, I asked Nick: “What’s with her?”

            “Don’t know, don’t care,” Nick replied. We finished our bomb run and returned back to the camp where we met a very bad situation.

            “No! It can’t be!” I was staring at an army of evil mes. Somehow, somebody either cloned me or used my DNA and inserted it into some embryos before they were developed. Either way, I had to kill them all. The only problem was that all I had was a shotgun and a single clip of ammo left.

            “You cannot win,” they all said simultaneously and with a dull, brainwashing monotone. I shook me head to get over the headache that suddenly hit me and tried to aim my shotgun. One jumped me and slapped my face over 600,000 times and another one bit my knee.

            “I don’t want to die!” I shouted.

            “You have lost!” they all chanted.

            “Gah!” I screamed. I opened my eyes and saw that I was asleep in a small cabin somewhere in the middle of that planet we’ve been on for the past couple of weeks, then a gay panda walked past and waved.

            “How ya doing?” he asked with a lisp.

            “Um… good. Who are you?” I replied.

            “I’m a gay panda.” I stared at him for a few seconds, then shot an RPG at the floor. The cabin exploded and I woke up in a tree.

            “What just happened?” I asked myself.

            “You had some weird nightmare,” Amber said. She was in another tree about 12 feet away. I looked up and saw Nick in a branch farthest away from Amber, but close enough to the group so that he could get into his A-632 fire fighter. I turned over so that I could read my watch and let my arm regain some blood flow.

            “What time is it?” Nick asked.

            “3:35 a.m. Earth time,” I said.

            “What time are we to leave?” Nick asked.

            “One hour from now,” I answered. I flipped back over and went back to sleep.

            “Hello!” It was the panda. Before anything happened, I threw a grenade at him and it exploded. I woke up and turned over.

            “Why are there pandas in my dream? Why am I dreaming anyway?” I asked myself. I decided to go run a maintenance check on the fighters and to repair a gun that I was carrying. I stopped last saying that there was very bad situation. I’ll go over that now.

            When we arrived within the airspace, there was a sudden bombardment of GGR mortars. The A-632s were fine, but what worried me was the attack. We made it to the camp and saw that everything was gone. I tried to make contact over the radio but I didn’t get any response. We turned off and waited until the GGR decided to leave. We went to the camp by foot and found a note left by the N3.

            “What is it?” Amber asked.

            “A note. It says: We had to leave due to the constant threat of the GGR attacking. We moved to an unknown location, but we can’t saw where. Find the notes and use them to find the camp.” I finished reading and stared at the note.

            “We have to move on,” Nick said. “We’re probably being watched.”

            “Or the note could have been planted,” Amber suggested.

            “No. The handwriting is of one of the commanders. I would know it anywhere,” I said. We turned to leave when there was a snap off in the distance. We froze for a moment and waited. We didn’t hear anything else, so we continued walking. We heard another snap and Nick pulled out hit FTSE.

            “Is that necessary?” Amber asked quietly.

            “Yes,” Nick whispered through his teeth. We waited for another few moments and started to walk again. I felt a string break against my ankle and I stopped.

            “What’s wrong?” Amber asked.

            “I hit a trip string,” I whispered.

            “Why didn’t you fall?” Nick asked.

            “I am carrying over 6.3 tons on me. What do you think?” I asked. Suddenly, we were surrounded by bright lights and several hundred girls. More and more kept flooding out of the trees and surrounding us. Pretty soon there were thousands of girls just covering the field.

            “Hello, Matt,” I heard Nioki say.

            “Why are you here? Don’t you have a ball of yarn to play with or something?” I taunted. I heard her growl a little and then she appeared before us.

            “I’ll ignore that comment,” she said. “I thought you didn’t care about Amber?” Amber looked at me.

            “What do you want?” I asked angrily. It was all I could do to ignore the question.

            “Surrender,” Nioki asked simply. Nick didn’t hesitate to fire three shots at her and destroyed about ⅔ of the attackers. I pulled out my EP90E and fired several rounds into the flood of people. More and more kept coming out of the woods and surrounding us. Amber pulled out her ITSE and fired several rounds. With them frozen, that made it easier to make our way out. Within 20 minutes, we had gotten into the woods and ran across the trees.

            That was only five hours ago, and now we planned to simply destroy the planet. We won’t be able to take them down and empty those camps in time, and the GGR is becoming a nuisance. I looked at my watch and it read 4:15 a.m. and I was finished with everything but the gun. The sun hadn’t risen yet, but I felt that moving at morning would make it harder to track us.

            Amber had gotten up and walked over to me and leaned against a tree. I didn’t notice that she was there until I had finished the repairs on my gun.

            “What are you doing?” she asked. I jumped slightly and had a P90x aimed at her. When I realized it was Amber, I lowered my gun and sighed.

            “Sorry. I’m just tense. I’ve been this way since last night,” I said.

            “That’s okay. Are you ready to leave?”

            “Just about. You?”

            “Yeah. I’m going to tell you something that you would shoot me for. I was technically hired by the GGR to spy on you. Instead, I’ve been sabotaging them,” Amber said.

            “Nice,” I said quietly. I looked at my watch and it read 4:25 a.m. “Get Nick. We leave now.” Amber nodded and walked off to get Nick. I looked out to the east (I don’t know how I know) and noticed a black blob approaching. By the time Nick and Amber got back, the blob was much clearer. From what I could see, it was a mob. We got into the fighters and began to take off. By the time we had cleared the trees, the mob had gotten to our previous location. We hit the thrusters and took off at 3,000 mph. (If we went any faster, there would have been a rupture in the air and part of the atmosphere would be destroyed.)

            “So, what are we going to do?” Amber asked.

            “I’m going to the cruisers in space and check to see if any beacons were sent when they left,” I said.

            “Wouldn’t that be picked up by the GGR?” Amber asked.

            “It’s encoded and is also a virus to foreign systems,” Nick answered. Nick and Amber found a spot to hang until I returned and I pulled off to get to the cruisers in orbit. When I reached a safe distance out of the atmosphere, I jumped to the hangar bay and stepped out.

            “Sir, we received the transmission you sent,” an officer answered. “The camp was compromised and moved to the planet’s core.”

            “What’s the best way to get in?” I asked. We had begun walking down a long corridor which led to a command room. Inside, there was a holographic projection of the planet. The north and south poles were completely covered with water and the land stretched around the planet, but the land didn’t go past a certain point on the planet. The northern edge was at the same location as the artic circle on Earth. The southern end was the same. There were two red dots on the map. One was located at the old site and the other was located at the core of the planet. The hologram suddenly cut off half of the planet and showed the inside of the planet.

            “The planet core is completely water, as many planets in this section of the galaxy,” the commander explained. The north and south oceans were connected through the core, which gave us an entrance and an exit. “From what we know, the GGR doesn’t go anywhere near the ocean. If you go near the edge, there is no form of civilization. The area is also unguarded. If we set up a defensive grid in that area, we might take the GGR by force or surprise.”

            “Okay, send a cruiser to both poles and send the equipment necessary for the grid. When I give you a signal, it will vary on what the situation is, begin to set up. Also, try to send some small bombers around and bomb the places nonstop.”

            “Understood!” The commander relayed the orders throughout the ship and I went back to my fighter. As I was climbing in, the commander came over and handed me a small package,

            “What’s this?” I asked him.

            “Open it when major combat starts. You’ll know what to do.” The commander turned and walked off.

            “Okay,” I said. I put it in the inner storage and took off. As I approached the atmosphere, I noticed that there were large groups of GGR gliders flying around. I opened a one way channel and monitored radio transmissions.

            “Well, they didn’t make camp where I scanned.”

            “Did anyone find anything?”

            “I saw two of their fighters sitting there, but they looked dormant and unused.”

            “Let’s check that out.”

            “Yes ma’am.”

            The gliders began to fly in the direction of Amber and Nick. I accelerated so that I passed them and hit the burners to full throttle.

            “There! A N3 fighter!”

            “Take it down!”

            “Not good.” I was out numbered 300,000 to one. I launched a few missiles and watched them go and wipe out over 1,000 of them. After the explosion cleared, the launched heat seekers. I shut off all engines and dropped almost 7,000 feet to the ground. The missiles still had a lock on me from my engines, but they had the heat from when it cooled down. The moment I was at a cold enough temperature, I reactivated the engines and took off. The missiles became confused and crashed into the ground.

            “We need to eliminate him!” I pulled up and watched as 17,000 gliders burst into flames. As the flames separated, I saw an A-632 fighter plow through and a second one follow.

            “Nice timing!” I called through the communication.

            “Yeah, we got word from the commander in orbit. We got your location and came by to help,” Nick answered.

            “Thanks,” I answered.

            “The fighters!”

            “Take them down!”

            “What just happened?” Suzie asked the commander that was standing next to her.

            “Everyone just disappeared,” the commander answered.

            “If you had a hand in this, you die,” Mini said. Mini, Suzie, and Nioki were standing at the center of a control room and there were many people running around trying to figure out why everyone disappeared.

            “Can I please go?” Nioki pleaded.

            “No. We don’t have a clue as to where they’re going,” Suzie answered.

            “Fine. How about sending the new guy we found on that ice planet on the outer edge of the planet?” Nioki pointed to a male that was on the floor asleep.

            “What’s that?” Bob asked. I was flying by the old camp site when the scanners noticed a single life form.

            “Don’t know. There aren’t any other signs of life especially after the bombing I did.” I checked a few instruments and Bob (as a small hologram image walking around my controls) looked at the scanner.

            “Seems that he’s not moving. I think we should go down.”

            “Any particular reason?”

            “No.”

            “Good enough.”  I dived down so that I could see the surface of the planet and make a decision as to whether I should go down or not. From the height of 13 feet and being upside down, I could tell that someone was lying on the ground. I couldn’t tell who though, I was moving at 63,000 mph.

            “Try slowing down, or moving in a straight line towards the person,” Bob suggested. I sighed and turned around. I slowed to 15,000 mph (amazingly) and I was able to make out a human male.

            “Well, I’d say it reasonable that I go down,” I said. I flipped over and landed about six feet away from the person. I hopped out and carried a single weapon, my P90z. Okay, so I was armed to fight a war. As soon as I was close enough to poke him with a small stick, I poked him with a steel pole that was lying around (convenient). The guy jumped up 300 feet and landed three feet from my face.

            “Hi!” the guy shouted.

            “Hey,” I said much quieter.

            “Who are you?” he asked.

            “I was just about to ask you that,” I answered.

            “Still, who are you?”

            “I’m a pilot.”

            “Okay. The people who found me told me that I shouldn’t talk to a guy named Matt. Is that your name?”

            “No. It’s,” I thought for a nanosecond, “Jim.”

            “Hi Jim, my name’s Chris.” I thought about running back to my ship and grabbing some medical equipment and then I had a reason not to. “Sorry if I am stabbing you with this stick, I’m a schizophrenic.”

            “Okay, so, who told you about this Matt guy?” I asked.

            “Some girls. One was short and looked pretty young. The second was taller than the short one, but wasn’t as tall as the third. The third had cat ears. Oh, and she was wearing heels. Ones that made her, like 5’ 9”.”

            “Okay,” I said. I thought for a moment. From those descriptions, it sounded like Mini, Suzie, and Nioki. “Do you want a ride?”
            “Sure!” he exclaimed. As we were walking to the fighter, he asked: “Where are we going?”

            “To the center of this planet,” I said.

            “Sweet!” he shouted. I kept glancing back every couple of seconds, just to make sure he didn’t pull a knife or something. I also kept anything that he could poke me with out of his reach (using an electric field of course).

            We flew to the edge of the ocean and stopped there for a short break. We had been in the fighter for three hours and I was getting cramped. Chris was moving around and poking a turtle (amazingly, there are turtles here) with a stick. The turtle gave him a dirty look then swam off when the water hit it.

            “So, Jim, what do you know about the guy named Matt?” Chris asked.

            “Well, he’s friendly. But that’s only if you’re not trying to kill him or something. He will snap and blow something apart if he’s being shot at or running for his life. He’s the leader of some organization, but he does like to be alone for some things. He also can control electricity,” I said. Chris looked at me for a moment.

            “Cool,” he said after a few seconds. “Where is he?”

            “Don’t know,” I answered.

            “I want to meet him!” Chris declared.

            “Okay, if I see him, I’ll tell you. Oh, he’s also my twin brother,” I said.

            “Really?” Chris asked.

            “Yep,” I responded. We climbed back in the fighter and took off. I piloted the fighter about 10 miles into the air and I dropped straight into the water.

            “What are you doing?” Chris screamed. I didn’t respond and we smashed into the water. Because we were going at 100,000 + mph, the water broke and created a massive bubble around us for over three minutes. I piloted straight into the core of the planet and slowed down several thousand mph.

            “We are almost there,” I said. Chris looked like he had just seen the scariest movie in the known universe in .3 seconds. We reached an underwater base that was about the size of three New York Cities. I landed on an empty landing strip and powered off the engines. The bay drained of any water that was inside (about 300 gallons) and dried the water puddles.

            “Cool place,” Chris said. “Can we eat?”

            “Sure. This way,” I said. I began walking towards a large door that was made of pure titanium. We walked into a long corridor filled with metal cabinets. Each cabinet was holding weapons, medicine, more weapons, gear, armor, even more weapons, and more armor. Yes, we had weapons.

            We made it into the mess hall and I saw Nick and Amber off to one side eating chicken and mashed potatoes. I led Chris to the line and we got some food and grabbed a seat. After we ate, I showed Chris around. We went past some of the rooms where people slept and lived and also an uncompleted portion of the complex.

            “So, where’s the Matt guy?” Chris asked.

            “I’ll go find him. You stay with Nick and Amber,” I said. Nick and Amber had appeared behind us and I left Chris with them. After twelve minutes of wandering, I came back to where the others were.

            “Where’s Matt?” Chris asked.

            “I am Matt. Don’t forget, Jim is my twin brother,” I said.

            “Oh, yeah.” Chris thought for a moment. “Why did those girls say to avoid you?”

            “You mean the girls you told Jim about? And yes, he told me before he left. He won’t be back for a few days,” I said.

            “Yeah,” Chris said. He stood still for a moment. “Those girls were creepy. I mean, one had cat ears!”

            “Nioki…” I grumbled under my breath.

            “Huh?” Chris said.

            “Nothing. Um… why don’t you tell us why they said to avoid me?”

            “Okay. We’ll, the short one kept staring at me, like she was going to stab my eyes out. The tall one was pacing and the middle one was sitting in a chair. I was tied to a wall. The girls started to talk about how good the GGR is. I did manage to break free. The short one punched me in the knee and I kicked her into a chair. I ran out and fell off a loading docking. They came over and asked me if I was okay and I did a thumb up.”

            “Okay, Chris, what did they say? The Dramatic escape is interesting and stuff, but we are short on time,” I said.

            “Sorry. So they said that the N3 is an evil organization of zombies, vampires, chickens, and stupid people (who are: Bob Longnose, Jim Stangent X, Circumference, and Little Dumb Norton Coward III). They also said that the N3 is bent on enslaving all people who are smaller and weaker than them. They said that the GGR is trying to save the male gender of the human race. They gave me this flyer that has all of the positives and negatives of the N3 and GGR. I didn’t read it, instead, I burned it.

            “The moment I burned it, I was jumped by hundreds of thousands of girls. They beat me until my left eye was green and my nose was at my knee. They all stopped suddenly when a loud noise blew past and created a sonic boom. Then I passed out from all the perfume they were wearing. They also left me with this second pamphlet.”

            We all just stared at him when he finished. I had to close my mouth using a crane and three hundred soldiers had to forcibly remove Nick’s FTSE from his flaming hands. We all went and grabbed some more food (considering Chris took over an hour to say all of that) and then we went to a large vehicle.

            “So, Matt, what’s this?” Amber asked.

            “It’s a drill. Didn’t the massive drill make that obvious?” I asked.

            “Well, you have made things that looked like something else, but were really WMDs, mostly nukes,” Amber said.

            “Hey, Matt, whatcha doing?” Sean E. asked, while walking back with 5 plates of food.

            “Showing the newest way to attack the GGR. We strike from below.” As I finished speaking, some dramatic music played. “Who’s playing music? I demand to know! I mean, seriously! Why do you need music?”

            “Sorry!” called Little Dumb Norton Coward III from a balcony. Amber chucked a rather large and obviously heavy rock at him. As he tried to avoid the rock, he fell and landed on the drill. He sat up and looked around confused.

            “It’s a good thing that drill wasn’t active,” I mumbled.

            “I have a theory!” Little Dumb Norton Coward III shouted randomly. “E=MC²!”

            “We know that energy equals mass times the speed of light (186,000 mps) squared. That was figured out during World War II!” I shouted to him.

            “Aww,” he moaned. “I have another theory.” He stated Murphy’s Law. The drill suddenly started revolving at extremely high speeds. Little Dumb Norton Coward III somehow managed to hang on, that is, until it burst into flames. The drill stopped after three more seconds and Little Dumb Norton Coward III was still sitting on the drill, he was just charred.

            “What happened?” I asked. Just before anyone responded, Little Dumb Norton Coward III was propelled into the wall and was simply a black outline on the wall.

            “Let us explain,” Sean E. said. Sean M. walked in with a laptop, smart board, and a smart projector.

            Sean M. started. “Well, Little Dumb Norton Coward III (LDNC3 for short) is so stupid, that he defies all laws known to man, alien, and animal. For instance, the incident with the drill. He should have fallen off just as the drill when it started spinning and, in theory, died from the impact of hitting the ground.”

            “But, due to his major stupidity, he did not know what these laws are. So, therefore, he could not have been affected by any of this.” Sean E. walked over to the laptop computer. “This is a simulation of what should have happened. As you can see, Little Dumb Norton Coward III was sitting in the same place the entire time…”

            Sean M. and Sean E. went on for about another hour or so. If I were to write all of that out, it would be a separate book.

            “Any questions?” Sean M. asked.

            “Is there any pie?” Little Dumb Norton Coward III asked.

            “How… I mean, seriously, you should be dead!” I exclaimed.

            “Remember, Little Dumb Norton Coward III is immune to all laws of reality because he is dumb. If he thought about it, he could do anything he wanted,” Sean M. said. I gave them a weird look, then punched LDNC3 in the face. He fell to the floor and I stepped over him to get to the ladder. Just before I could make my way up, Nick came down.

            “That thing is sw33t!” Nick exclaimed. He saw LDNC3 and picked him up. Little Dumb Norton Coward III regained his composure, then was punched in the face and gut by Nick.

            “Nice. Anyway, I see you found the controls and made yourself familiar with them,” I said.

            “Yeah. When do we do an attack?” Nick asked eagerly.

            “We launch in 5 hours. We need to do a debriefing and various other things,” I said. “Let’s move!” I did a debriefing with everyone to let them know on the plan and Nick, Amber, Sean E., Sean M., and Ryan began to get the gear, drills, and the maps ready. When everyone was ready, we set off.

            “So, tell me, what’s the plan again?” Nick asked.

            “We’ll send teams of 20 up in the drills and make the hole a base. We’re trying to make buildings a base. They’re better protected, sheltered from the weather, and getting supplies will be easier to reload. If this works, we can make strikes in the city and be able to retreat quickly,” I explained.

            “Who is in the first team?” Nick inquired.

            “You, Amber, Ryan, Sean M., Sean E., Thomas, Vincinte, and I are in this strike team. We leave in 30 minutes,” I said. I turned down a hall that lead to my private quarters. Nick continued down to the drill and began to do the final checks on the systems and machinery.

            We all climbed into the drill and prepared for the jerk that would mark the beginning of the trip up. It took over an hour and a half to reach the surface of the planet and to make sure that none of the equipment was damaged.

­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­            “So, they haven’t made a move yet,” Nioki said quietly.

            “No. Why did Mother make us come here?” Mini asked.

            “I don’t know. I just go along. But Mother is beginning to drive me crazy. I know I’m supposed to be like her, but I’m not exactly like her.” Nioki sighed and looked into a pair of binoculars. “You don’t suppose Matt had anything to do with this?”

            “How could he? He didn’t know we existed until he met us,” Mini said.

            “But he used to work for the GGR,” Nioki said, “before he betrayed them.”

            “He never trusted them. He only worked for the GGR so he could get some information. When he found out about us, he left. He never intended on staying,” Mini said.

            “True, but it just seems weird that both of us can’t stand Mother and we both have similar fighting skills,” Nioki said.

            “Maybe it’s just a coincidence,” I said.

            “Matt!” Nioki exclaimed.

            “Traitor,” Mini said.

            “I have never been a traitor to the GGR. I had planed to destroy them anyway. My plan then just got screwed up, that’s all,” I explained. “Nioki, your DNA isn’t just cat and Suzie. There is a third DNA sample in yours.”

            “Yours?” Nioki asked.

            “No!” I shouted. “Why would I mix my DNA with Suzie’s!?”

            “Then whose?” Nioki asked impatiently.

            “Have you heard of a girl named Kira?” I asked. Nioki thought for a moment, then nodded. “She is the third DNA that makes up yours. In fact, it’s the most prominent. You were made so that you could be used as an infiltrator in the GGR. But when Suzie found out that we had made a hybrid, she tried to kill me and Kira. She screwed up, but she did get you. So, we decided to let you stay there.

            “Now, I know you won’t believe me, but you were also designed to assassinate Suzie eventually. I think when you hit 17 or 18. I’ve forgotten when, but I just know that it’s soon.”

            “You’re lying!” Mini cried. “Nioki is my sister! She can’t be anything else!”

            “Do you think I should tell her that she’s made of three different DNA codes, the least prominent being Suzie’s?” I asked. Nioki just shrugged. She rolled her eyes and rolled onto her back. Mini looked at me with a form of evil in her eyes then ran off.

            “You were bluffing about Mini, weren’t you?” Nioki asked when Mini was out of sight.

            “Yep,” I answered. “But, what I said about you is true. I still have the plans for your DNA code.”

            “Why? Why didn’t you tell me this? Why didn’t you tell me that I was barely related to Mini? She’s my sister,” Nioki said.

            “Actually, now that I’m looking at your code, you don’t have any DNA from Suzie. She cloned you and added some of her DNA into the second clone of you. You have some DNA that I’ve never seen before,” I explained.

            “Really? What am I then? Am I even human?” Nioki asked irritated.

            “Yes, you’re human. What I’m saying is that there is more a different DNA sequence that I’ve never seen before. It’s almost as if someone added it to change something about you.”

            “You’re right Matt, someone did change the DNA code some,” a girl said behind me. I turned around and saw Kaidel standing around.

            “How did you get here?” I asked.

            “I don’t know. I just know you hurt me dearly,” Kaidel said.

            “I’ll hurt you more if you don’t just tell us why you’re here?” Nioki snapped.

            “Yes. I’m here to kill Nick, Amber, Sean E., and you, Matt. I am also her to have Nioki do my bidding,” Kaidel said.

            “As if you …!” There were some words spoken by Nioki that aren’t appropriate to say. Nioki jumped up and began to attack Kaidel. Kaidel held her own for a while and Nioki wasn’t making much progress. The fight was boring, so I went back to the base.

            “Hello, Matt,” I heard someone say. I opened my eyes and saw someone standing over me in front of an extremely bright light. I was mostly blinded from the light, but I was able to make out a silhouette of a female above me.

            “What’s going on? Who are you?” I asked groggily.

            “Don’t you know who I am?” the girl asked.

            “I don’t know. I can’t even see who are,” I said.

            “That’s not a problem. But do you know who I am?” the girl asked again.

            “What just happened?” I asked. I opened my eyes and looked around. I was still in the building we had drilled into and made into a base. I stood up and walked over to a window. Outside, Kaidel and Nioki were still fighting and it didn’t look like there was much progress. I walked out over to them and found out why the fight was still going.

            “Why is your skin so hard?” Nioki asked. “It’s like it’s made of metal.”

            I charged an electric bolt and fired it at Kaidel. The bolt smashed into her and began to go in and out of her.

            “What did you do?” Kaidel asked in horror.

            “I shocked you,” I said. Kaidel began to absorb the electricity and began to act weird. Her eyes began to bulge and electricity flew out of her ears. Soon, Kaidel exploded. Metal parts rained down upon us.

            “Wow, she was metal,” Nioki said.

            “It was an android. The GGR probably found Kaidel and made a robot out of her,” I said. Nioki looked at me funny. “Kaidel is still alive; they just made a robot that looked like her.”

            “Right,” Nioki said. She turned to face the building and walked toward it some. “Can I ask you something?”

            “What?” I asked.

            “Why was I even made?” Nioki asked.

            “What do you mean?”  I asked.

            “You said that I was made by three different DNA codes. You also said that I was supposed to assassinate Suzie, right?” Nioki looked at me.

            “Uh, yeah. Why?”

            “Why did you make me? Was that all I was supposed to do? Was there more motives than that?” Nioki asked.

            “Well, personally, I had said to use a robot. But, I was outvoted by Amber and Kira. They had been around when I planned to assassinate Suzie. They said that using their DNA and cat DNA would allow for the creation of a perfect assassin.” I looked around and noticed the slight reflection of the moon against glass. The reflection was small and doubled, as if they were in binoculars.

            “So, I was made by Amber’s and Kira’s DNA?” Nioki asked.

            “Yeah. Do you know Kira?” I asked.

            “Kind of. I remember Suzie wanting me to find her and kill her. When I found Kira, we became friends and I forgot to kill her. When I returned to Suzie, I was punished for failing,” Nioki said.

            “Okay, well, do you want to talk to Amber about this?” I asked.

            “Sure,” Nioki answered. She followed me back to the base and she and Amber began to talk about her and why she was made.

            “Matt, if Nioki is really not related to Suzie, then there are only three clones, right?” Nick asked.

            “Not necessarily,” I said. “There could be four and Nioki was ‘adopted’,” I said. “Get Sean E. We’re going to do a raid.” Nick nodded and walked off.

            About an hour and a half later, Nick, Sean E., and I were walking down a street somewhere in the city. We turned a corner and saw Kaidel at the far corner. I made a hand signal and we backed away from the corner. Nick went to the opposite side of the street. Sean E. climbed a fire escape nearby and went to the roof.

            “I wish I could find a guy who…” I heard everything she said, but it has no importance what so ever. Sean E. was right above her and made a signal with a laser pointer. Nick and I came in quietly behind her and waited until she looked up.

            “When will she look up?” I asked myself quietly.

            “Maybe I should look up,” Kaidel said randomly. I smiled briefly and pointed to Sean E. He nodded and lifted a rock above his head. Kaidel looked and dove away (into the street) as the rock hit the ground. Before Nick and I could respond, a hummer sped out of nowhere and ran Kaidel over.

            “Nice Ervin!” I shouted as he drove past. He continued driving and Nick, Sean E., and I continued forward to a building complex. We reached the complex within an hour and began to check for any security. The only security that we could find was a single guard standing by a back door. The door was apparently unlocked when five different girls entered the building through the back door without any form of key or password.

            “Do you think that there is more security than we can see?” I asked.

            “Don’t know,” Nick said. “There is probably a key lock on that door, but the guard is the one who is opening it.”

            “I say we shoot the guard and force the door open,” I suggested.

            “How about using a crowbar to open the door instead?” Sean E. suggested.

            “That might not work,” I said.

            “Why?” he asked back.

            “The door is probably covered with an electric field,” I said.

            “Then how about this.” Nick pulled out his FTSE and shot the door three times. The guard was killed instantly by the massive heat and the door was incinerated.

            “That works,” I said. “Let’s go.” We ran into the building and began to shoot anything we saw move, blink, or just saw in general. The ground floor was easy because there was only a receptionist and a few vending machines. We found the elevators and pried open the doors. When they were open wide enough, I tossed some C₆²₃⁸₀ charges into the shaft. I ran to the stairs and shot the door open. Several girls were wielding shotguns, handguns, pies (weird), and various other small single handed weapons.

            “Hey guys! We have some opposition!” I shouted. Nick and Sean E ran over and began to shoot at the girls. The girls fired back (with terrible aim) and took out several overhead lights. I ran into the stair well and punched out the girls who were dumb enough to stay behind and try to take us out.

            “Run!” a girl screamed.

            “They have us outnumbered!” another girl shouted.

            “Outnumbered?” I asked confused. “It was three to twenty.” We continued up the stairs and stopped about three quarters up. I signaled to Nick to check to see if anyone was waiting for us at the top of the stairs. He took out a mirror that he picked up earlier and aimed it so that he could see the top of the stairs without moving to far.

            “Nobody,” Nick said. We ran up and came to a solid steel door. I stepped up and tried to open it, but it was locked. Nick pushed me aside and snapped his fingers on his left hand. A thin stream of flames shot out of his hand and melted through the door. When the door was clear, we stepped inside and found a male, about 20 years old, sitting in a chair asleep.

            “Do you think he’s okay?” I asked. The male started suddenly and looked around.

            “Hey,” Sean E. said.

            “Hi. What’s going on?” he asked. “I remember being at the camp, but that’s about it.”

            “We don’t know. We’re raiding the place,” I said.

            “Are you the resistance I’ve heard about?” he asked. We looked at him confused.

            “What is the resistance?” I asked.

            “They are a group of people who supposedly took control of a part of the city and also made several attacks using some alien ships,” the guy said.

            “Then, yes. We are the resistance,” I said.

            “Can I join you?” he asked.

            “Sure. What’s your name?” I asked him.

            “I’m Jim,” Jim said.

            “Okay. I’m Matt, he’s Nick, and the other one is Sean E.,” I said. HE stood up and shook our hands. Just as he finished shaking Sean E.’s hand, several girls bust in and began shooting wildly.

            “Get down!” one of the girls shouted. We dove behind furniture and began firing back. I looked up and saw a guillotine blade hanging above the girls and was being held up by a magnetic string. The magnet that was holding it was being powered by an electrical cord.

            “If I only had a thin, sharp rock,” I mumbled. Suddenly, Jim handed me a thin, sharp rock. “Thanks.”

            “You’re welcome,” Jim said. I threw the rock and cut the cord. The blade fell and cut the girls in half. We ran over to a window and looked out. We were directly above a tar pit.

            “Great, now what?” Nick asked.

            “We need a ladder,” Sean E. said. “It needs to be about 30 feet long.” Jim produced a 40 foot long ladder.

            “I have a 40 foot ladder,” Jim said. We simply stared at him. “What?”

            “Nothing,” I said. I took the ladder and tossed it across the gap of the two buildings. The ladder caught and we climbed across to the roof and picked the ladder back up so that the girls couldn’t follow us very quickly. We ran over to the door on the roof and opened it. Waiting for us was Alaini and several girls who all looked very nervous.

            “Hello boys,” Alaini said.

            “Great,” I said. I had said more, but it was in a language that no one else knew, so I won’t bother telling you what I said.

            “What? Aren’t you glad to see me?” Alaini asked.

            “You don’t want an answer,” I said.

            “What do you want?” Nick asked impatiently.

            “Oh, just your surrender. Also, Suzie needs someone to feed on,” Alaini said. Remember, Suzie is a vampire. We don’t like vampires, we kill them.

            “Why would we do that?” Sean E. asked.

            “Just wondering,” Alaini answered. I turned and walked off for a second. When I was far enough away, I spoke into my watch. When I finished, I walked back over.

            “Matt?” Nick asked.

            “Nothing,” I said. “Does anyone have a hammer?”

            “Yeah, here,” Jim said. He handed me a hammer and a box of nails.

            “If I were to ask you for a nuclear warhead, would you have one?” I asked Jim. In response, he pulled out two nuclear warheads. “You are the most well prepared person I have ever seen or met.”

            “What about us?” Nick asked.

            “Are you carrying a nuke around?” I asked.

            “No, but I have a nail gun,” Nick responded.

            “Can I use it real quick?” I asked.

            “Sure.” Nick handed me the nail gun, and I started to fire at Alaini and the girls with her. They dove back into the staircase and hid from the barrage of nails that I electrocuted. When I felt that they were either dead or far enough back, I found some strips of wood and nailed it to the door. When I finished, I placed a single C₆²₃⁸₀ n the ground at the base of the door. We ran over to the edge of the building and jumped off. Jim used a rope to make his way down.

            “Now what?” Sean E. asked. Suddenly, the roar of jet engines was heard. The roar grew louder and louder until several large ships flew overhead. From what I could tell, they were GGR cruisers.

            “They must be getting ready for an attack,” I said. “We wait until a drop off. When that happens, we destroy the city. At the rate things are going, we won’t be able to save anyone on this planet.”

            “You’re just going to destroy it?” Sean E. asked angrily.

            “That’s our only option at the moment! When you get a better idea, let us know!” I snapped. We sat around for a for a few hours before the drop off came. When it did arrive, we opened the crate it was in and took out several weapons. I pulled out an advanced plasma cannon. It was a plasma cannon (2 PAs put together) with two PAs placed on it. Nick pulled out a FP90E and a nanobit katana, specially designed to use his fire abilities. Sean E. retrieved a P90x, a mini X2 gun, and TS5.

            “What about Jim?” Nick asked. Jim was already armed with three P90s, an RPG, and a rocket launcher.

            “Where are they?” Suzie asked angrily. Mini and Nioki hadn’t returned and Suzie had grown worried about Mini and irritated with Nioki. Mini burst into Suzie’s room crying extremely hard.

            “Mommy!” Mini cried.

            “What’s wrong?” Suzie asked.

            “They said that Nioki and I aren’t sisters,” Mini blubbered. Suzie hugged and patted Mini’s back until she calmed down a bit.

            “Now, who would say that?” Suzie asked.

            “Matt,” Mini said.

            “It figures,” Suzie mumbled inaudibly. “Well, I’ll go prove to you that…”

            “That Nioki is your clone?” I asked.

            “How did you get in here?” Suzie asked horrified.

            “Through the vents and some metal melting done by Nick here,” I said. Nick held up his hands as if he were a star.

            “You will pay for making my daughter cry!” Suzie declared.

            “Nioki isn’t your clone. Here’s a sample of her blood.” Sean E. tossed Suzie a vile filled with blood. Suzie caught it and walked over to a computer and connected the vile to a scanner. Within five minutes, Suzie turned to face us with a grim face.

            “Well Mommy? Are they lying?” Mini asked eagerly.

            “No,” Suzie said softly.

            “Now that we have shown you the truth, we’ll be blowing the place apart. Have a nice day!” I said cheerfully. I turned and began to fire my Advanced Plasma Cannon at the walls and other things inside the room. As the firing continued, GGR foot soldiers came rushing in only to be picked off by either me, Nick, Sean E., or Jim. When we finished with Suzie’s room, we left. Suzie and Mini were nowhere to be found, but we didn’t care at the moment.

            “What do we destroy next?” Nick asked eagerly.

            “First, we need to get Paul,” I said.

            “That double faced, two sided mole?” Nick asked.

            “Yeah. The only reason that we’re here is because of him,” I said. “Now let’s go.” We moved off and began to look for Paul.

            “How do we find him?” Sean E. asked after ten minutes of searching. I looked around and saw a large blue building about 100 yards away.

            “Go to the big blue place,” I said. I jumped to a roof and ran from there. Nick, Sean E., and Jim ran on the street. For the most part, we hadn’t run into anybody since we began invading from below. As I ran, I looked to my left and saw three A-632 fighters bombing a section of the city and three stealth gliders crash into the ground. I continued to run across the roof while making sure Nick, Sean E., and Jim were keeping up.

            We reached the blue building very quickly (considering that it was about 100 yards away) and approached the front door. The door had English written on the door (unlike everything else) that said “The Most Obvious Place to Look”.

            “Why are we looking for Paul?” Nick asked.

            “He’s a mole, like you said earlier. But, he’s a mole for us,” I said. I knocked on the door and waited. Suddenly, the door sprang open. I walked in and stopped about four feet inside.

            “Are sure it’s safe?” Nick asked.

            “I’m still alive, aren’t I?” I asked in response.

            “Yeah, and?” Nick asked.

            “Just come on,” I said. Nick and Sean E. entered the building and the door closed softly behind us. We stood for a moment and waited for something to happen. Suddenly, a door opened in front of us leading into a hall. We entered the hall and walked down several feet. As the hall ended, the area opened up. When we exited, we were confronted by Paul.

            “Hello, Matt,” he said.

            “Paul,” I said. “How’s been the moling?”

            “Pretty easy actually,” Paul answered.

            “Do you have any weapons with you?” I asked him.

            “Yeah, hold on,” he said. He disappeared into a room nearby, then reappeared carrying some guns I have never seen before.

            “What’s that?” I asked him.

            “The AR-16. These guns are loaded with a semi-automatic hammer, a 60 round clip, a shotgun upgrade. There are a few other things to it, but I don’t have time to explain it all.” Paul handed each of us a gun. After he handed it to me the nanobits that are constantly on me enveloped the gun in a black cloud and began to mess with it. Within thirty seconds, the gun had been transformed into the most dangerous weapon I had ever seen. Not really, but still, it’s dangerous.

            Sean E. walked over to the door to make sure that we weren’t being ganged up on. Suddenly, Sean E. ran into the room again with his eyes bulging out of his eyes. As he was running, he tripped over a rock that hadn’t been there before.

            “Where did that rock come from?” I asked,

            “Don’t know, don’t care. We have to go though. The GGR has soldiers surrounding the building and they are closing in fast.” Sean E. stood up and turned to face the main hall. There was an explosion at the front and smoke began to curl into the room.

            “This way,” Paul said. We followed him into a second room that was hidden behind a broom closet. He lifted a broom and the floor beneath us fell open.

            “What the…” Nick shouted as we fell. We landed in a small transport that was inside the sewers. He turned it on and speed off down the sewer. After twenty minutes, we burst though the somewhat opened sewer gates and continued down a stream.

            “How is that open?” Paul asked.

            “We might have opened it a few days ago,” Nick said. He looked up and saw some snipers setting up at a hill about twenty yards away. Nick snapped his fingers and the area where the snipers exploded into flames.

            “Whoa,” Paul said. “How did you do that?”

            “There was an incident that caused this,” Nick said. I turned to the left and saw thirteen more girls setting up sniper positions. I pulled out my new gun and fired a shot at one of the sniper positions. We rode up to a bank and hopped out.

            “Where do we go from here?” Paul asked. Suddenly, the ground began to rumble and break open. A drill emerged from the dirt and rose until it was thirteen feet above us.

            “This is my cue out of here,” Sean E. said. While he said that, a large door opened to form a ramp about eight feet long and eight feet wide. Three Burner X rolled down the ramp and continued rolling until they sat next to us. Paul climbed in and so did Nick and I. We activated it and drove off into the city.

            As we approached the city, several mortars hit the ground around us sending dirt, rubble, and something that smelt really bad. We continued into the city and shot down the door that prevented us from entering the city. We drove until we reached the center of the city and stopped.

            “Okay, we need to wipe out this city ASAP,” I said.

            “Okay,” Nick said.

            “How are we supposed to do that?” Paul asked. I reached into the storage compartment of my vehicle and retrieved the TS4. We rarely use this because of its size and power. We found a building to set it up and set the power input to 30.491292312%. Bob helped with most of the configurations (mostly power input) and targeting systems. We set the firing method to rapid chain style and set output power to 1.3%. (Note: 1.3% is enough power to rip a hole through a capital ship’s armor.) Nick pulled out a radio and turned it on.

            “Sean, you ready?” Nick said into the radio. Simultaneously, a drill poked its way out of the ground and a ramp door opened. Sean E., Sean M., and Da Fist walked out. Da Fist’s fist was about three feet long and weight 100 pounds.

            “Let’s get going,” Sean M. said. I powered on the TS4 and began the final preparations. About thirty minutes later, an armada of girls began to advance upon us.

            “Matt! You need to start shooting!” Nick shouted from an outpost on a roof about thirty yards away.

            “Not yet!” I shouted back. “They need to be in a certain spot to take out the best amount without them realizing what we’re doing!” I waited until the girls were 500 yards away and opened fire. More and more of them kept coming and taking the places of those who had fallen. Soon, it was the ratio of 1:700. (One dies, 700 take their place.)

            “Matt! We’re being outnumbered!” Nick shouted.

            “I know!” I yelled back. “Pull back!” Sean M., Nick, and Jim began to retreat towards the tower that I was positioned in as a Black Hawk helicopter flew overhead. It began to launch rockets at the advancing girls and knocked them back and others were sent flying into various pointy objects. The chopper landed in a clearing about fifteen feet away from us and three guys hopped out.

            As the guys jumped out, names suddenly flashed towards us in bright neon orange. The first guy who jumped was Joey (going by the flashing names), the second was Jacob, and the last one to exit the chopper was Bilal. All three of them were wielding AR-16 machine guns and several explosives. They spread out, each one taking a different position among us. Joey was directly behind, Jacob was to my left, and Bilal to my right. Nick, Sean M., and Jim took to the front as the girls recouped and began their second assault wave.

            “Don’t let anyone get past!” Joey shouted. The helicopter lifted off and began firing two rail guns at the flood of on coming girls. We all fought the girls until Bilal, Joey, and Jacob had nearly exhausted all of their ammo.

            “We’ve hit a snag!” Bilal yelled. “I’m running low on ammo!” I looked at the radar that was in the control panel of the main controls and saw several large blips appear. When I looked up, three GGR cruisers were making their way towards us. The guys had backed up so close to the TS4 that I couldn’t even see them. They climbed up and began shooting who and what they could see below.

            “Jacob! Take the controls!” I commanded. Jacob climbed into the chair after I climbed out and made my way to the very top of the tower we were in. (By the way, the girls had begun to climb in and around the building. Bilal, Jacob, and Joey had been given PAs and were shooting like crazy. The GGR cruisers were launching reinforcements for the girls constantly and also began to fire at us. The gravity shield was the only thing between us and an instant death.)

            I ran to the top of the tower and pulled out my 3XC cannon. When I made it to the top, I saw the three GGR cruisers raining hell down upon us and the now unstable tower. The area surrounding the tower was flat and filled with thousands upon thousands of girls and other soldiers. The sky had gone from blue to a dull orange and any structure that had once stood in this city was now either burning or a large pile of rubble. I aimed at the closest ship and took a shot. The beam of energy flew through the air and slammed hard into the shield that surrounded the ship. Apparently, my attack drew its attention and it began to fire at my location. I dove to avoid getting hit by the first couple of shots, but I knew that I would be dead soon. Two more shots were fired at me simultaneously leaving me no room to run or hide.

            “Matt!” I heard Nick shout from below. “Use the bubble shield!” I then remembered Nick handing me a small device to place on my arm. I hit the center button on it and a human sized bubble formed around me. The two blasts hit the bubble and sent me spinning into the tarred roof below me. I hit the ground so hard that the roof itself cracked and nearly caved in. I rolled over and picked up my 3XC.

            “I need a more powerful weapon,” I mumbled. Suddenly, Bob appeared.

            “I think I have an idea,” he said.

            “You do?” I asked him eagerly.

            “Yeah. The nanobits have all of the schematics of the other weapons you have, right?” Bob asked.

            “Yeah, they do. Why?” I asked.

            “Let them build a weapon,” Bob said then vanished.

            “Why did we put the back ups of the ship plans on this ship?” Suzie asked. Suzie, Mini, and several of their personal guard were on the bridge of one of the attacking ships, overlooking the battle as it was waged.

            “I don’t know mother. Shouldn’t this fight have ended hours ago?” Mini asked.

            “You’re right, it should have.” Suzie walked to a window and looked outside. “The tower is being infiltrated but the large gun is still firing. This really isn’t a fair fight, but who said that we have to play fair?” Mini smiled at the thought and hugged Suzie. Suzie looked out side and saw one of the ships detonate in a large supernova-like explosion. As the fire and rubble cleared, a flying armored man wielding a large gun that was part of his arm remained.

            The nanobits worked quickly and efficiently. When they finished, I was wearing nanobit armor (it’s made of nanobits, duh) and I had a gun covering my right hand and a fist for my left hand. The armor was black and had red, orange, and yellow lines (all three colors place with each other) going down both arms and my back. I was able to retract the gun and move my fingers for both hands (thankfully) and I also learned that I could create an energy punch by having a small piece of armor cover my hand slightly and charge a massive amount of energy. I looked up and saw a rain of blasts coming towards me and hit me before I could react. Most of the shots hit, but I wasn’t affected. The last shot hit and I turned blue and began to get warmer.

            “Matt?” Bilal called from below. I didn’t answer; instead I fired the same type of blast that had been hitting me back at the ship. The blast, however, was 20x more powerful. The energy hit the shield and caused it to shimmer some, then collapse. I took a few steps back, then ran forward as fast as I could and jumped. I stuck my fist out (like Superman) and held it out. I felt something on my back burst open, then I was moving at the same speed as an A-632 fighter. I hit the ship and punched a hole straight through the armor. I stood up and looked around. I was inside a small room and the only light was from the hole.

            “Well, that was fun. I didn’t know that this suit had a jet pack or something like that,” I said to myself.

            “Matt?” I heard someone say. “Matt?”

            “Hello?” I asked nervously.

            “Matt, where are you?” Nick asked. I realized that the suit had a communicator built in.

            “I’m on the ship above you guys,” I said.

            “Well, we need some assistance,” Nick said. “The gravity field around the TS4 isn’t going to hold forever with all of this pounding.”

            “Okay, give me a moment,” I said. I looked around with the dim light I was receiving and found a small door. I walked over to it and tried to open it, but an alarm sounded as soon as I touched it. I stepped back and figured it was time to go and that I need to blow this thing up anyway.

            “In here!” a girl shouted outside the door.

            “Not now,” I said. I then remembered that my suit had a huge gun (not really huge) to use. I activated it and let it charge some before I fired. There was a loud bang at the door followed by shouting. I pushed some metal creates in front of the door to block it and made sure that I was still charging my gun.

            “Get this door open!” a girl outside shouted. “I want him dead!” I stepped back until I was at the hole I entered through and pointed my gun at the door. I looked at the charge meter and saw that it was at 3,573% capacity (not a good place to stay at) and decided to fire. I jumped out the hole and fired, which sent me flying backwards. The jets on my back (which were really in my back) activated to keep me from flying into the crowd of the undead (at least I say they’re undead).

            I floated until I felt that I could control the suit better. When I felt comfortable with it, I flew in front of the next closest ship and aimed my DRS-32 cannon at it. They obviously saw me because they began to shoot at me. My armor (fortunately) withstood the barrage of super charged plasma and other unknown substances. I was able to charge the cannon using some of their own attack and the energy it gathered from someplace. When I fired, the blast shot towards the ship and began to deflect all of the blast that were coming towards me. Second, the blast smashed into the shield and punched its way through and continued into the ship itself. I stopped firing and watched as the ship exploded into a supernova. I flew off and stopped until I was facing the flag ship. Before I could fire, there was a small explosion and an escape pod shot off into space. I destroyed the ship and called for reinforcements.

            “Matt! Where are you?” Nick called.

            “I’m about three hundred yards north of you guys,” I responded. I flew back to where they were to find that all of the girls were dead. “You made good use of the equipment I see.”

            “Yeah, although it took a little longer than we thought,” Jacob said. I nodded just as transports came and lifted us to the ships in orbit. The helicopter was taken by vehicle transport and all of the underground crew was taken to the ships as well. When everyone was onboard, I ordered all the planet destroying vehicles to destroy the planet.

            “I have an idea,” Nick said. Within twenty minutes, the entire system was falling into itself and was about to create a black hole.