Why am I in a car? I shake my head and grab at Bolt, "Wake up! Gladius! Fox!" Bullets hit the car, I fall to the floor and grab a gun. A few seconds later, the constant spray of bullets ceases. "Come on out or die!"

I take a deep breath while clenching the gun. I peer out, a band of men slowly approach. I crawl up front and check Gladius. His head's against the wheel as Fox slowly bleeds from her head hitting the dash.

After crawling into the back again, I raise my rifle. Before I jerk the gun out the window, Bolt yanks me back, staring

back with wild eyes. He digs into my arm with his grip and shakes his head. "I'll come for you, I promi-" Someone punches him out, "Hands up now!" I throw them up, "Please don't!" He hits me on the head with his gun's stock.

Water splashes against my covered face, to the point I choke. "Rise and shine!" The hood comes off as I coughed up water. "Fuck yo-" A punch landed to my gut. "Where is Milo?" "Who?" He laughs, "He doesn't know who Milo is?" Laughs come from behind before he gets in my jaw. "The hacker! Where is he?!" I stare up at him, "Do you know who I am?"

He kneels, grabs at my neck and cheek, "A harmless, crazy cripple." My legs sit on the table behind him. "So harmless, you could untie him." "Why sir?" He pushes off my face and stands up, "Do it!" They cut the zip ties and I sit still.

I eye lock with him and smirk. He leans in, "See? Noth-" I poke him in the eyes, he reels back. He takes out a knife and puts it to my eye, "You dog bitch!"

Before he can play more, I laugh as the lights shut off. "Shit! Someone's here!" The others leave the room. "Now, where were we?" He gets close as the table behind him rattles.

He quickly turns around as I grab his leg, allowing him to topple himself over. I quickly fall on him and use my fist like a hammer. He begs for me to stop, but all I hear are screams. They stop as I hear a crack in the side of his head.

A loud clang comes from the table and the legs fall down. "You're alive, huh?" They spring out little kick stands to hop

towards my knees. One falls over next to the guy's eye, "No." I grimace as the peg impales it, I pull it out of him and

point at it, "Bad leg, bad."

It makes a staticy sound. I sit upright and slap them in place. "Quickly little guys." They whirr until they click. "Now

let's get these fuckers." I take his knife and wait. "Let me at them." I turn to a mirror and rub my eyes.

"Samuel?!" I back up behind the door. Samuel's friend walks in and I get him in the neck before whispering in his ear, "Thanks for the gun."

I twist, then let him drop. I shake my head in the mirror. A deep sigh leaves me as I force a smile. I cock his gun and

shout, "Help! Samuel's dead!" "He's armed!" I press my lips together and pull up Samuel's friend. "Sorry buddy."

They come in and after a blink of an eye combined with a spray of bullets, they all drop.