“Ohhh, Zonoah, it feels so good!” Tina says, as Zonoah thrusts into Tina.

“Zonoah...” Zonoah and Tina are one, in missionary style.

They are intimate, holding hands. Later kissing passionately.

The exchange consists of short, fast thrusts, with small breaks inbetween.

Sweat covering their bodies, from the long exchange of fluids.

They even switch to doggy style. Zonoah thrusting into Tina from behind.

Her genitalia making loud sounds from Zonoah’s heavy pounding.

"I love you Zonoah..."

After the intimate transaction, Tina questions Zonoah. Still in bed from the confidant exchange. Holding hands over a bed sheet, laying down. “You know we should secretly print money, Zonoah.”

“Like in mystery? I wish the Federal Reserve did that, sneak in a couple of bills.” Zonoah squeezes Tina hand.

“Without adding to the Global Debt Counter, imagine… We could end world hunger.” Tina says eyes wide. Stars in her eyes.

“If the public ever finds out, the Federal Reserve could call it a ‘government need’. Zonoah suggests.

Tina squeezes back. “Owning a country must be great.”

“The World Bank leaders or rich people must be where its at; not the country, if we follow the money.” Zonoah ponders, bringing a free hand to his chin.

“It is said ‘Whatever the hierarchy, every person has an inner self that can shine forth; Buddha once said the Noble eightfold Path, I was never wearied of teaching the Dharma. Let the Precepts be your teacher, and my Teachings as your guide, and I will be with you forever.’” Zonoah reiterates from memory.

“Uh, neat.” Tina given pause. Not something to reiterate, after you’ve just had sex.

“Thats how neat, thats how neat this is!” The Dark says.

“Power is power, I remember from Games of Thrones. Don’t forget the need for military backing.” Tina remembers.

“We ain’t in the private military business for show.” Zonoah gets up from the hand holding, to get a glass of water.

“We must be the privileged few, who know of such a thing or think of such a thing.” Tina hugs her knees.

“Yes, yes we are.”

The night ends, the next day begins.

Zonoah and Tina, a little tired from their lovemaking.

They meet up with Clint Abad, their combat medic, and start the mission.

They, recheck their equipment, killing lightsword, trusty shield, accurate phaser, and a big ol’ clip of the good old m4a4. Scoped if I might add.

Clint Abad is equipped with an m4a4 also. Nothing noteworthy. Med-kit, nightvision, just in case the operation goes overtime. You never know.

A group of private helicopters begin heading to the operation. Private helicopters of their particular private military group, they belong to. The Unicorn Brigade, named after the army from Suikoden II, Zonoah is a gaming fan. There’s also a Disney Union x[cross] game on your phone, KINGDOM HEARTS series, faction you can join. Go Square Enix.

Aside from the fruity army name. The operation “Take-whats-yours-is-mine” begins.

Zonoah gets plenty of kills with his beam lightsword. “Ugh.” They would moan.

Tina also gets plenty of kills with her phaser. “Ugh.” They would moan. Sometimes they would scream. “Ahh!” Alerting the base.

But they take the base from the European influence quite easily. One of the first operations in a long journey to take the majority of Mars from external influence.

They replace the facility from the enemy. Mirroring their workers, depending on the type of facility it is.

For example, if it was a mining for Trinity facility, they would hostile takeover the facility by replacing their workers with a couple of trained miners, and leaving a lot of trained private military personal from a partnered group.

This specific case facility, was indeed a Trinity facility.

“This doesn’t bode well.” Zonoah says through a grimace. Bent down in the aftermath of the event.”

“What’s the matter?” Tina reciprocates. Hand on her knees, bending down to meet Zonoah.

“I just realized, we will start running into other Trinity users, because of these Trinity facilites.”

“Yeah, we-know-they-know how valuable Trinity is on Mars now.” Tina says.

“I wonder what kind of powers will we run into. Maybe a turtle? I’d love to see a guy with a turtle mutation.” Tina says in awe, and astonishment. Stars in her eyes.

“Yea we’ll see.” Zonoah leaves it at that.