Parked in the lot of the police station, the Alpha squad truck sits. Both Derick and James carry off Ally into her open door pod.

“Sit her down.” James ordered. “She needs to rest for medical care.

“Select Emergency mode!” Ally aches out the words.

“Miller, gal!” Derick shouts. “You know you’ll feel that bullet being shoved out of

you, right?” .

The two men lay her body down into a pod and James slits down her black coat and half unbuttoned her partly blood stein shirt. He flipped open her right

wrist ports.

“ This is going to hurt like hell without pain medicine.” James advises as he hooks her up to the pod.

“My other systems are fine.” she responds. “What isn't is this damn group on the loose.”

she presses a red button on her pod’s arm rest. A scanner is beam around her body as a very small pair of small claws comes from

the inner side of the pod. They start to lean in closer to her bullet wound.

“Not going to watch this.” Celi said sitting in her pod as she looked in the other direction in disgust.

The claws enter into the injured spot and begin to pull.

“UGH!” Ally grunts with total discomfort. James holds on to her left hand.

“Hang in there, Miller!” he whispers with total encouragement.

The metal claws slowly transcend out of the injured spot holding the single bullet. as another three pairs come forward. One pair holding a small spray bottle and the other band aid wraps.

“Is it over?” Celi asked.

“The miracle of Eden Industries .” Derick said. “It's fine, Celly, The pods are just spraying med gel on top of her bleeding nerves. Eden’s optical operation system can’t work well if the nerves isn't connected to the inner ports of the augmentation. The med gel is currently closing that gap so she can at least move her arm around.”

The claw sprays once within her wound as the other pair begin patching her arm .

“This is the second time we had to drag you out.” James says as he lets go of her arm and stands. “ As the second in command of the squad, I believe we should stand

down from this mission.”

“Negative!” She rebuttals while still sounding irritated in pain. “ Still feeling a bit numb on the right but I'm motivated to go investigate that

officer.”

James facepalms. “Listen to yourself,” he argues. “You barely came back alive the first time. What makes you so special compared to those sorry souls that

fell for those “upgrades”. Ally looks at her patched up right arm sternly.

“ I came back.” She said, “Uninfected and clean out after being rebooted by the pods. It may not be much to you but this I feel like is the best chance we have to strike back.”

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“By using your body like some sort of twisted tool for pursuit these creeps.” Celi shouts.

“Well, They play dirty.” Ally says, looking determinedly towards the overwhelmed look of James. “So we roll in the mud with them. Track them down before

their next surprise.”

James looks down to her in silence. “If that's the call you want to make.” He says, shrugging his arms. “Let it be known. You go down like this again

and I’m taking over the squad and we as a whole are leaving this operation.”

“Thank you, James.” Ally said with a slight smile.

Suddenly, a call is seen on her lenses.

“It's Mr. Razor!” she answers.

“Ms. Miller” Razor sounding worrisome. “ Celi informed me you were injured yet again!”.

“Was able to make a speedy recovery.” Ally said

as she picked up the bloody bullet the claw was holding before disappearing back into the side of the pod.

“This bullet was easily disposed of from my arm augmentation.” She lays the bullet on her arm rest.

“Well, that seems to be the only good news I'm hearing.” Razor sighs. “How is the station itself holding up?”.

“The widespread influence of this group is insanely overwhelming.” Ally explains with an expression of disbelief. “The single officer just took down one of their own so easily with little to no hesitation.” .

“Considering the fact that now it's affecting people who should be abiding by the law. "Jack responds. “I may need to contact the president. Thinking we are currently heading for an epidemic. Have any plans to rest, Ally?” .

The pod stops wrapping around Ally’s arm. “No, I think I'm ready for one last investigation of the night.” she said.

“Well, before you get shot again, Chicka!” Celi said, opening her transparent small laptop.

“I have been browsing the web with those terms you sent. Came across quite the creeper of a site.”

“ Send Ally and I the link to our lens.” James ordered. “ This will help us big time with our search.” .

“Should be to both of you, now!” Celi informs . “ Word of advice. Be careful what you click.” .

“ A dark themed website called Hollow Shells.”. Ally comments on the link sent to her. “ Even when taking lives. The suspect can’t help but to be pretentious about its site design.” .

“God, so many videos!” James shouted as he briefly scans though the site on his lens augments. “Going to take a few days just to sort through them all with force.” .

“Great work, Celi!” Ally cheered. “How did you become acquainted with this site?” .

“Well, since you kindly asked, "Celi smugly says. “I used both my lens with the sources you sent me and my laptop to filter out nothing but recent events I've found using the term online. From the looks of it, this Hollow Shells group has quite a decent following of fan blogs across social media. One of them got the link and here we are.” .

“Well, I'm heading off back to the station.” Ally says as she puts back her black coat. She picks up the bullet off the left armrest of the pod. “I’ll dispose of this bullet

near the trash can near the station.” She looks at it with great guilt. “ was able to knock out quite a few people under the effects of the corruption. Wish i could do more for the rest. ”

“It was a surprise attack from within, Miller.” James insights as he closes his pod drawer from restocking ammo. “This group is assisting rogue cops. The last thing many would suspect from a group that wants little to do with the law.” .

“Guess that’s what happens when we underestimate such a pity group.” Ally said, walking past James towards the door.

“Leaving so soon, girl?” Derick says as he looks over Celi’s laptop. “Did you just get shot at?” .

“ and going to be again.” Celi sighs as she watches both Ally and James walk away from the truck.

“ Got to admit, that woman is as crazy as she is a brave cutie!” Derick admitted.

“ I personally think she is an adrenaline junkie.” Celi responds with complete annoyance.