A week later...

Somebody taps me on the shoulder. "Jean?" "Morning." I push myself up, "You're lucky that's all they did to you." I laugh lightly, "They're lucky Bolt didn't take his time." My eyes wander to him as he sleeps like a baby. "How long till I'm good?"

She lifts my shirt a little, gazing at my wounds for a few seconds, "I'd say two weeks you'd be able two go back out." "What about him?" "A lot longer, he took all that like a champ." After getting off the bed, she asks, "Where are you going?" "To get Zero."

I limp towards the armory. I can't just sit around, I have to finish what Nick started.

"Tango? You aren't cleared yet." I sigh, "Come on, man!" A group of men comes in. The oldest looking one has metal covering most of his body, except his head. "Fine!" I head outside and wait for those men to come out.

The first one out is the cyborg, "Hey, you have a raid?" He turns around and tilts his head, speaking in an eloquent tone, "No, whatcha got?"

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He scratches his head, "I'll tell you on one condition." "You want to come with?" I groan, "Sure." He presses his chest out and leers, "Anything for a cutie." Another comes out, "Jem, he caved?" Jem jiggles another duffel,

"Oh yeah, he did!" He hands me the duffel and sneaks a peek at my chest. I unzip the duffel and strap up as they watch. I lean over, take out a shotgun and put it against Jem's crotch. He freezes in place. "You wanna end up like him?"

"N-no ma'am!" The cyborg laughs wildly, "Ballsy, I like her Jem." He shoves his metal hand out, smiling, "I'm Zack." I lower my gun and grab it, "That was a test?" He lifts me up and shakes my hand, "Partially, Jem thinks with the wrong brain. You're in good company, I assure you."

The other two come out and Zack points, "That's Tim and Note." Tim frowns while clenching his rifle, "Sup." I sidetalk, "Is he always so serious?" Tim nods, "Don't wanna end up like Zacko there." Note slowly walks over without armor or a uniform, just a briefcase and a shotgun. Zack leans over, "Note's the silent type. He works with raid's hacking team." "Nice to meet you."

He just stares back with dead eyes. After a long pause, I roll my eyes, "Okay then, let's get a vehicle." "How far?" I frown, "4441 Rabbit Road." Jem whimpers, "Shit, the east side?" Note calmly walks off as Tim shrugs, "Let's go already." Zack waves his hand in the air while switching on his radio. "Oh One investigating 4441 Rabbit Road." *Acknowledged Zack, happy hunting.* He marches as I try to keep up.