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Wen followed, knowing the truth of her words. If the assassin's were part of a rival group, they would have the technology to see past the ship's cloaking device. At least I took all the good gear, he thought grimly. All that was left in the ship was a few trinkets anyone could get.

"Where are we going?" he muttered, running along, stride for stride.

Wen followed and tried to blend in with the kids roaming about. "How're be going to get back?" he muttered, ignoring the glares of a passing girl and searching for Milinda's parents with the radar on his watch.

Eh. Sure. Wen nodded, remembering. "I can't exactly speak german though."

She might not be going back, but I am. I have to. In that case, I either have to get my ship back, steal another, or make another. Preferably the first option.

He checked to make sure the lasers were hidden and whispered, "Ok. You can stay, and I'll cover you; however, you need to get me out of here. And also...smash your watch. There's a tracking dot in there. Weak, but it still works."

"A revolt? Against the agency?" Wen thought about it and shrugged. "I'd probably take a jet and find somewhere to escape to."

Where would I go? he thought, but quickly buried the thought. It wasn't now, and he had time later to ponder it. "How am I getting out?"

Wen nodded, stretching his limbs and checking the time. He laughed tersely. At least I'll be back in time to fly Nick and Misery. he thought wryly. Wonder what'll happen to her...

...or to me.

Wen sat in a swing next to MIlinda and after a long moment, started swinging as well. "I just noticed," he said after a while, "They'd probably ask why I didn't finish the assassins off myself."

Because I don't care?

Wen cursed, not bothering to glance backwards as he ran with Milinda. A few pedestrians looked at them oddly, but Wen ignored them and continued following Milinda.

When they were only a few blocks from the airport, he saw the massive building and picked up the pace. Behind him he could hear gunshots ringing out and civilians screaming. Damn this he thought, climbing past the gate and charging for the nearest plane.

ignoring the screams of civilians outside and the airport attendants that saw him, Wen ran on, looking for an aircraft that would be easy to steal. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed guards charging at him with batons and he battled a few of them, happy his self-defense skills had been well honed, even though he was only a pilot. After two such encounters, Wen hopped into an open aircraft--something he guessed was a personal plane.

Without delay, he strapped himself in and sped down the runway, counting them number of times bullets. Once in the air, he felt remarkably better, and angled off to dodge the bullets. Higher up, he could see past the airport and identified the two people that must have been Milinda's parent's.



Everything seemed fine for the moment, until he noticed the remaining gas. This isn't going to get me to China, he thought, steering the plane away and over the trees. He passed the park he'd landed the J14 at and zoomed in with his glasses to see a few armed men standing around it. Defeat them and steal the ship? It's faster and still has gas...eh...

Checking the map, Wen cursed aloud. This thing could get me across the border at most...if I'm lucky. He fished through his bag and pulled out a few small explosives. My only hope...

Carefully, he landed the plane in an empty region by a lake close to the park and hopped out, fingering the explosives.

Something across the lake made him stop though and rush to help.