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"Yeah, your probally right." Ryoko stamped his foot and more targets appeared and were moving. Plus they started shooting lazers at him. He strafed right and shot the targets. He flipped when some took shots at him, he landed on his left hand and shot at the targets with his right.

Riyoku closed her eyes for a moment, then disappeared completely. Her stealth was superior to anyones except maybe the wind. Speeding along the dark buildings silently, she made her way towards the guard posts. Quickly spotting her target, she threw a flashbang grenade into the opposing bushes, to make it appear as if a gun misfired there. The clones quickly looked and headed for her distraction. Taking the silencer, she shot a bullet straight into the captain's back. Her gun made no more sound than a small cough. The target dropped dead, appearing almost as if he had been shot through the chest, not the back. The bullet had passed through and burrowed into the ground. He had fallen backwards, exactly as she had planned it out. She eyed her stop watch, smiled and headed back.

"Tank what are you doing here?" Riyoku tapped covered his mouth to avoid him giving off any sound of surprise. "I was expecting someone to come... but don't dwadle, we have three minutes before the north patrol decides to come along to check out the dead." She dragged him with her, slipping like the shadow at a ridiculous speed, then entering the secret passage way of the base.

Ryoko continued to dodge the lazers. He rolled on the groundand shot at three targets. . He then ran forward and jumped off a target and shot seven targets. "Bull's eye." he said.

Belg stood silent, and shook his head. "Yeah...I get it..." He sighed and went to leave. "Good night." And he left, in his bed without a second thought, without a will to wake up until it was morning.

Belg stirred, his mind knowing morning had come. His room was dark, the light was out and there was no window to signal the begining of a new day. It was like a cold concrete box, and it was his home.

After getting dressed, Belg entered the training room, his eyes still dreary from sleep. "Some last-minute training..." He told himself, as he ripped open space again, revealing the mechanical beast that was Nakt. Its giant treaded fingers crawled across the floor, the giant front limbs slightly brushed by the mane of artillery that crowned its head. "Sync..." Nakt nodded solemnly and began to glow a deep green before leaping onto Belg's hand, grafting itself onto his arm as a giant cannon, specked with countless smaller ones. "Let's go..." And with those words appeared countless targets that were now in shreds.

"That'll be all..." and Nakt disappeared from Belg's arm, as did the rip. Only Belg stood in the training room; alone.

"Coming!" He called after her. Checking his room for anything he might've left behind, Belg jumped in the co-pilot seat and strapped himself in. "Let's end this war." He took one last look at the base, and then stared up into nothing. "Yes, we're gonna end it..."

"Excellent." Belg braced himself as the vehicle sped up. "How long will it take us to get there?" He cracked his knuckles. "They're going down..."