Scrap, the situation is bad enough, now the idiots made them draw weapons. No choice here, got to give this little device its test.

Holding up the can like Device Mono pointed the hollow end with the modified speaker in the direction of the people with weapons. After a second he flick the Microphone, holding down the trigger causing the sound to become boosted by the parts below said Speaker. After a second a rather loud pitch (Breaking 130dB) Would have been emitted in the direction of the men, because the flick made little noise the returned sound was rather mute as the sound wave langht being reverberated inside the can became heavier and heavier till it left audible range.

"Cover your ears, not like it will help any. Sound this deep more or less penetrates the body."

Oh well, cyber kid's little toy can't hurt my ears, this blast proof helmet was meant to with stand the blast wave of a tonne worth of TNT.

What is with Violet anyway? Can't she just grow up already? I already told her why I wanted the bra, and I will bend the steel linnings back to normal and return the bra to her... for a twenty years old, she is quite immature...

So, you like older women?

No, not if they are 5000 years older than me...

DAAAWWW!!!! You are such a buzz kill Pythonne...

My name is Saboteur... get it right...

Tometo, Tomato...

The drums are getting louder, and yet still, no light can be seen. It looks like Mono might've caused a little more trouble than the rest...

...and so, it might be his turn...

Lana raises her head at the men with a questioning look, But then lowers her head a few seconds later, In a somewhat shameful expression.

Meteko growls back at them, hesitant to comply before hearing Mono's machine get destroyed. He shoots the guard a look before walking.

[Saboteur was dragged out into the light, the drum roll intensified as he was left in the open with a massive crowd booing at his presence. This was not a torture chamber, it was an mortal combate arena.]

Crowd A: "KILL THIS HERETIC!!! BOOOOOOOOOO!!! CURSE SPIRAL ORDER!!!"

Crowd B: "THAT LAST WOMAN WAS NO FUN TO WATCH! MAYBE THIS ONE CAN PUT UP A FIGHT!!!"

Guard A: *returns to Saboteur with his gears* "I think these are yours, you are going to need it..." *grins* "Your friend Fiora got the rough end of the duel... it is your turn now..."

Saboteur: "Duel? Against who?!" *puts on the gears*

Guard A: "Duel against the dragon princess... good luck..." *grins and close down the gate*

[Saboteur is now on his own, with no one comming to his rescue. He takes out two grenades and prepared for the worst, as a screaming red eyed black dragon descended from the sky before transforming back into Vixana. The dragon princess was fully armed as she entreed the arena, the crowd cheered for her, worshipped her.]

Crowd A: "GOOOOO MILADY!!! DESTROY THAT HERETIC!!!"

Crowd B: "BURN HIS BODY TO A CRISP!!! AND LET US FEAST UPON HIS CROPSES!!!"

Saboteur: *turns to Xivana* "Okay your highness... sorry about these rude crowd... they are quite insatiable these days..."

Xivana: *sneers* "Cut out the act, mortal. We know why you and your friends are here... "

Saboteur: "Fine, if you already knew, then why not just kill us back in the forest?"

Xivana: "Heretics like you need to be made an example in the public!"

Saboteur: "Heretics? What are you talking about Mi'lady?"

Xivana: *shouts* "DID YOU HEAR THAT PEOPLE?! This heretic thinks that he can challenge me!!! YOUR GOD!!!"

Crowd A: "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Crowd B: "BREAK HIS BONES MILADY!!! DRINK HIS BLOOD!!! TAKE EVERYTHING FROM HIM!!!"

Xivana: *cracks knuckles* "Then it is all set... time to end this..."

Think Saboteur... think... how can I make this fight easier for me...

You can just taunt her to make one of her lackies do the fighting...

That... that isn't a bad idea Evangelyn...

Thank you...

Saboteur: *smiles at Xivana* "Milady, I have a proposal to make before our duel begin..."

Xivana: *crosses her arms* "What is wrong? You scared already? Don't expect me to give you a covenant, cowards like you make me SICK!"

Saboteur: "No no no, I was just wondering..." *chuckles* "Why would a pretty princess such as your self participate in savage blood sport such as this... it seems very unbifitting of you, milady..."

Xivana: *laughs* "Nice try mortal, but you will still die just like the rest of your firends in the order, however, you are right about one thing... peasants such as yourself deserve not the honour of my sword. So instead, you will face one of my right hand... Xindis! This one is on you!" *transforms back to a dragon and flies off*

[Taking over for Xivana is her right hand woman, Xindis the dragon courtesan enters the arena in a formal manner, her armours seems to be less well decorated than Xivana's but she was just as fearsome with a pair of judgeful orange eyes and brown hair. As she came near Saboteur, he could seen cinders bruning beneath the cracks on her skin.]

Xindis: "So, you are Mister Pythonne silliensky... it is an honour to face you in battle..."

Saboteur: "Can we resolve this conflict without blood shed?"

Xindis: "As much as I want to, mortal, I have an order from my lady... Milady's will is also mine..."

Saboteur: "Is there any way that we can make a compromise?"

Xindis: "In my land... only the strongest have the judgement call... if you defeat me... than I will hear you out, maybe even serve you..." *bows and draws sword*

Saboteur: "You dragons sure are honour bound... I respect that..." *bows back*

The abrupt turn of events left Violet stunned for a moment. Sure Pythonne was a creep, but to kill him? She was tempted to find him in the darkness and test if that was true, but other things seemed more pressing.

"Why are they so dang cryptic?" Violet grumbled, the new arrival catching her attention immediately. "Wait, who - Fiora?" Somehow, Violet was overcome with relief. Now that Fiora was back, they would surely be able to get out of there, the security of having their leader back was gratifying.

"What happened to you? What's going on? Arg! Those Snipe Turds." Violet wasn't enjoying the darkness any more than the others, but she hated feeling so useless.

Violet's concern over Fiora's wellbeing was momentarily put off.

"Um, Fiora, that isn't me."

What... happend?

You fainted like the weakling you are...

What is this Evangelyn? I never thought you still have this much control over me...

It wasn't me fool, my advent children were responsible... they want you to be trapped here so they can strike when you are weak...

Let me guess, your children want to kill me, take the last piece of your fragment out of my heart and claim it for their own...

That sounds about right... we are on the same boat now...

Saboteur: *wakes up* "...Violet? Mono? Meteko? Anyone??? Are we still going through with my plan of escaping or did anyone else come up with better ideas?"

"One moment please."

Reaching to his wrist Mono started typing on his make-sift keyboard. The light clicking rather loud in the cell. On his HUD Mono watched as lines of code opened, following his little systems annalist he just sighed. Opening his palm a small chunk of the cell opened, very basic, four walls, a door. Nothing really solid as his program had yet to finish scanning everything. In the hollow-cell the small figures represented where they where.

Still no connection to any recognized networks. If one showed up I could back-wall it into that network but it would take time.

Gritting his teeth Mono just sighed as a little warning blinked int he corner of his mask, seems his filter needed to be changed soon.

"It will take time to recreate the room on the Hollow-map. As of current, we only have my 2D mini-map to go off of. Turning on scanners and sincers."

With that said the man silently went to work, the sound from him at that point only being the clacking of keys.

"Hmm, that's interesting."

Not saying anymore Mono held up the slowly fitting together Hollow map as he went about filling in the backspace. He could see the humanoid shaped creature Fiora was currently leaning on, however his better judgement said just be quiet.

So far it has not done anything aggressive, who knows if that blip will do anything aggressive. Best keep my eye on it encase it does.

Turning and looking in the direction of Fiora, Mono kept his voice ready as he watched what would happen next. They didn't take his suit and he was a walking computer. After a second he remembered his suit WAS a walking armored computer. As quick as he could the Hacker switched his visual inputs to inferred in an attempt to visually see what ever it was on his sensors.

--Flash Back: Operation Endless Pain--

[Desna, Saboteur and their new robotic friend entred an APC before fighting their way into the colony, heading for the Supreme Arsenal. Gremlins that were entrenched in the underground bunkers resumed their fighting position, blanketing the rangers with a barrage of fire from ruined buildings. Sitting inside the back seats of the APC, Saboteur can hear the sound of bullet bouncing off the armour of the vehicle.]

APC turret gunner: *gets hit by sniper shot* "ARGHHH!!!" *dies*

Desna: "Crap!!! Saboteur! Man that turret!!!" *turns to the driver* "Open the hatch! I am going in!" *exits the APC*

Christian: *in monotone* "Captain, we are been fired upon from an elevated position, please let me neutralize the snipers. I am equiped with the latest 18.2 mm penetrator rifle. My optic implants can insure a 99.99% hit rate."

Desna: "Fine, you can come too," *tunrs to Saboteur* "Sabo! Get on that turret and give us some supressive fire!"

Saboteur: "On it commader!!!" *mans the turret*

[Saboteur climbs onto the turret before opening fire on the various the Gremlin sniper positions. The suppressed Gremlins were then taken out by Christian's 18.2 mm rifle, the bullets were strong enough to penetrate even the strongest of the Gremlin fortifications. A few fanatical dark fang elites tried to charge the rangers, but Desna made short work of their bravado. Cleaving down a four Gremlins in one effortless swing with her leviathan balde and bash down the last oen standing, only someone of Desna's caliber could pull that off. After another few minutes of advancing, the APC and the rangers came to a grinding halt at a mine field, designed to slow them down.]

Desna: "Halt!" *turns to Saboteur* "Hi Demo guy, get down from APC and start defusing these mines!"

Ranger A: "Can't we find another way around?"

Desna: "Ever streets in the coloney are covered in mines, we can't waste time searching for a safer path! This one will have to do, plus, it is the closest route to the arsenal that we can find."

Saboteur: "It will take a while... these mines are not eletronic... you can't deactivate them through hacking... very conventional explosive ordinance we got here."

Christian: *in monotone* "Saboteur is correct, these explosives are very primitive. We can try to blow them up from a distance with gun fire, however, it would be unwise to do as the mines may detonate collectively. Judging from the scan, I can conclude that these mines are Anti Tank (AT) mines, our enemies seemed to have been anticipating our APC's arrival."

That cyber butt face stole my thunder... Jerk...

Desna: "Fine, then clear out a path narrow enough for one ranger to get through at a time. Driver, hunker down that APC, it is too costly to loose. Alright kids, when Saboteur cleared out the miens, we need to get to the supreme arsenal, double time!"

[Saboteur used his mine detector and defused the mines as fast as he could. After about a twenty minutes of wait, Saboteur cleared a path for the rangers to pass through. Desna and Christian nodded their heads in approval before sprinting to their destination. Upon arriving at the front of the supreme arsenal, all was quiet, the zealous Gremlin defender vanished and the entire city seemed to be emptied of all lives. All except for Desna and her rangers.]

Desna: "I was expecting the fight of my life... this is too quiet..."

Christian: *in monotone* "Life signal dedected... 12 o'clock position..."

???: "GREETINGS MONGRELS!!!"

Desna: "!"

[Standing on the balcony of the supreme arsenal was none other than war master Seerus himself. His war mask was broken in half and was loosely held together by some metal fillings. Now with a two sided rocket hammer, he spitted at Desna's presence.]

??? -> Seerus: "You got some of nerves showing up in front of the grand opening ceremony of my new arsenal! Sadly all seats are reserved! Better luck next time!"

Christian: *in monotone* "Cornea pattern recognized, that is indeed War master Seerus. Comitted war crimes against the spiral order as well as the people of cradle."

The punch misses its mark as the figure leans awkwardly to the side, and as Fiora might lose her balance, she could feel an arm wrap around her waist, and another one around her upper torso as they silently landed to the floor. The grip on the torso was like a vice : airtight, and almost crushingly powerful.

Sh. Don't. Alert. Anyone.

Whoever this person was...he or she was telepathic. The words entered into her head without personality, without any giveaway of identity.

I'm here to get you and your men out. I'll have to make several trips if we are to be discreet though. Don't tell them anything, otherwise, they'll make too much noise.

And as a Dragonslayer, I know for a fact a dragon's first line of defense in hibernation is hearing.

Mono would pick up low monotonous voice on his audio sensors, too low for any normal human to achieve. Really now...?

Compliments of the Council, even if your men were dumb enough to crush the revival chips the pawns had. They were a real talkative bunch, if you'd let them talk. Not that I miss them personally, but the Council sends their condolences.

Now...don't. Move.

Mono would notice Fiora and the anomaly shrink until they disappeared.

Violet felt something like a gentle breeze go by her hands, and she couldn't feel the scaly thing anymore. Funny, she still felt them in the room.

Saboteur: *wakes up and groans at Violet* "You don't say... I have never seen a woman become so agitated when I asked her for her underwear. So, are we still going through with my plan or did someone come up with something better, I certainly hope it is latter. I don't expect me to do anything about the cell door, they stripped me of all explosives..." *looks around* "I thought Miss Fiora was here moments ago... don't tell me that she is on another torture session..."

"She and some one else just shrank down till they disappeared. Going to assume its some kind of teleportation trick. Assuming she is dead now. Mono said in his rather Monotone voice, even if he cared, which he did, it was not really able to be detected.

Well, leader is gone. We are stuck with a Dragon I believe, stopped looking at the map. And Infer-red just kicked on. We are doing so good right now. Better ask the smart question, is that creature going to kill us or am I just delusional and thinking it's their still. I kinda wanted to talk to it, after all the information that creature must know...Stop daydreaming, back to work

Looking around for a moment, the red dots of his hood glowing in the dark, he started to explore to see what he could find, careful to make his movements slow and as non-threatening as possible to avoid any kind of incursion.

Violet would feel two arms slide under her own, while a hand clamped tightly on her mouth and the nape of her neck.

Quiet. I'm getting you out. Make a sound, and I'll make sure you won't make any more.

Again, Mono would see Violet shrink more and more until she was nothing at all.

This time, in faster succession, Saboteur would follow, and then Amy, Lana, and the others until Mono was all alone.

Violet was sick of the unknown, she was sick being so helpless, but most of all, she was sick and tired of being ordered around. Wherever they were now did not matter, she just wanted the stupid mission to be over.

"Welcome back, come to take me off to where ever the other are. Or are you here to strike a unarmed man down?"

Silently Mono went to work trying to see if he could hack into the mans suit. If he was going to go down then he was going to make sure the suit was never going to be used again, maybe if he was lucky he could cook this one from the inside out. Assuming it was a Powered suit of course.

Unfortunately, this character of a person didn't register with any online power suits.

Rather hurriedly, the person held out his/her hand.

"The former," the person said. "Now let's get the hell out; they've heard us."

As Mono felt himself slip away in darkness, he could see a bright flash of light, and the heat of a very powerful flame lick at his arm...

...and suddenly, he found himself on a seat, with a boot on his chest and the bad end of a Blackhawk in his face. And he could them...brass dragon-like scales.

"STAND DOWN!" a blaring voice shouted as the barrel pressed into Mono's helm. "I've got an analyst hooked up to all of us. If I see even a slight flicker in system performance, you're dead."

The boot, outfitted with steel talons at its end, dug into Mono a little deeper, just barely about to puncture its skin.

"Just...wait."

The ship, for a moment, shuddered as it flew through turbulence, but the Dragon-Scale knight didn't even so much as stumble.

The other passengers could notice that the scale-clad knight wasn't the only one. There was an individual clad in a Shadow Plate Mail and Shadow Crescent Helm standing at the entrance of a cockpit, with an exotic gun in his hand. Similar to the Autoguns, this one in particular was made of some purple metal, with a bipod and a red-dot sight, as well as an extendable stock.

Imposing, indeed.

[Waking up from his slumber, Saboteur finds him self in yet another drop ship. This time around with arm bands attached. He almost wished that he never signed up to the mission.]

Saboteur: *looks around* "Hmm, everyone is here except for the cyber kid... oh well, I never liked that guy anyway..." *raises his voice* "Hey, is there flight attendant around here? Yoo!!! Hoo!!! I could use some water, all these transporting is making me thirsty!"