Through Thick & Thin

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Early April 1994...

Rwanda, Africa

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Birds rattled in the trees, scattering as rounds smacked against the trees at supersonic speed.

A black Toyota Technical slashed through the bush behind. Inside were four people, on the outside, they looked like RPF guerilla fighters, but their mission was more important than a civil war being fought by humans...

"Ace, speed up, we need to leave these bombaclots behind!" A dreadlocked soldier wearing a tattered army garment said as he leaned out the window with an M60, "On ya momma' yu die here!" he yelled, squeezing the trigger, sending off 40 rounds into a tailing truck of Hutu soldiers.

Ace squinted his eyes to see through the blood-smeared, bullet-laden, window of the Toyota "W4YN3, calm down, you'll bring tha whole hornets nest down on us, if they're tailing us this long they gotta be with the Primagens" The truck tore into an opening and down a paved road, if you can even call it that. Hutu trucks on the road roared into a pursuit with the technical

"Don't use serial numbers, Ace, pseudonyms only" Wattz relayed the message telepathically to Ace's head from his position in the truck bed, he loaded up the Oerlikon Cannon, the gunshield getting pinged by more bullets from the convoy of cars in his line of fire

"Shut 'em up Wattz!" yelled Lorenzo out the window of the truck

Wattz smiled, leveling the massive gun on a truck with the most Hutu fighters hanging out the window with AK47s.

"Go to hell" Wattz snarled under his breath, with the pull of a trigger, 20mm rounds kicked massive clouds of dirt, Wattz angled the booming gun up as impacts trailed until they found the truck, sparking agaisnt the grille and cabin, the truck coughed smoke and skated off into the ditch.

The Toyota pulled away from the destroyed enemy but more vehicles took it's place. They were dispatched by Wattz and Wayne until they both ran out of ammo

"Alright boys, our heavy weapons are out of the fight, I'll pass around some small arms" said Lorenzo, grabbing from a bag of handguns, rifles and shotguns.

He placed a Glock 17 on the center console, which Ace took. Wayne took an AK47 and Wattz was given a shotgun.

Ace scanned the road ahead, looking for any exit, the truck was being riddled by bullets, he had completly neglected to check the fuel gauge...

"No, no, NO!" Ace, cursed under his breath, as the truck began to sputter he veered hard into the ditch, the persuing vehicles grinded to a halt about 100m away

"Why we stopped?" Wattz yelled over the sound of the dying engine from the bed of the truck

"They must've hit the gas tank!" Ace yelled back in frustration, slamming his fist into the steering wheel.

"Aight' people, let's face tha music" Wayne growled as all four of them stepped out, Lorenzo racked an UZI, and wasted no time spraying it at the approaching Hutu soldiers.

"DAMN ALL OF YOU BASTARDS!" He yelled, the approaching troops didn't fire back despite losing some of their men, instead of fighting, they stood at attention, as if awaiting something, Ace turned around and saw a black vessel hovering silently in the sky... It was of Primogen origin, all of them could recognize that.

A bright light shone from overhead on the group of Protogens, zapping them out of their humanoid forms instantly.

"Look what we have here... The mighty morphin-fuckin--power rangers" a smooth voice boomed over the speakers, as a hologram appeared in front of the group

Wattz spat on the ground at this comment "General Copius, C0P1U2, you Protogen Uncle Tom, the Primagens are using you! Using ALL of us!" he yelled out

"Now now, W4TT7, I follow orders... while you fight a hopless war against us for the gain of this measly planet. We would've had it turned into a mine before the birth of Christ had W4YN3 down there not handed off our technology to jumpstart the industrial revolution" Copius snarled slightly, but kept his demenor.

"Nah, you just still mad I beat you and H1T13R with the Manhatten Project" laughed Lorenzo

"And me when I dragged America into WW1 for you" Ace chimed in with a grin

"ENOUGH! You four have caused enough problems for me... No more though, I have you right her-" the Hologram flickered red as alarms blared from the spacecraft, Copius cursed, cutting the hologram

A beam of energy smashed into the vessel with the energy of a nuclear bomb, the troops standing at attention quickly shifted into Protogen form, the ones who "died" when sprayed by Lorenzo's UZI suddenly rose as well.

"Here's our window!" Wattz yelled to his comrades, the puny human-made shotgun disintegrated in his paws, a high-tech Primagen devoloped handgun took it's place.

Lorenzo, Wayne and Ace ditched their firearms as well. The opposing Protos, materilazied their weapons and charged

"Kill as many as you can!" Ace ducked behind the truck, even the engine block couldn't stop the powerful blasts of the primogen rifles though.

Wayne jumped in the air, activating his jetpack and sprayed red laser disks into a wave of protogens from a machine gun, slicing into them with ease.

The battle field began to turn from conventional warfare, to something out of Star Wars.

Wattz, got up and sprinted into the road, blasting a charging Protogen with his pistol, swooping up the lasersword of the fallen enemy and ramming it into another.

Ace and Lorenzo provided covering fire from the ditch their truck was in, their enemy had dug in on the opposing ditch and were putting up a stiff ofensive despite Wattz's attempt to breach them.

Wayne swooped down from above, dodging gunfire as he straffed the ditch, killing many of the Protogens... Once the dust cleared a lucky shot blast him out the sky...

"WAYNE!" the other three cried almost in unison, Wattz pulled his sword out of a dead protogen and sprinted towards where Wayne landed, only to be met by a wall of gunfire.

7 Protogens walked up to the unconsious Wayne, one of them carrying the Truck Wattz shot up with the Oerlikon earlier over his shoulders. They scanned the area and teleported away with the unconsious Proto.

Wattz groaned in pain, he had been shot in the arm, luckily his chest plate stopped a round that would've been in his heart. He limped back to Ace and Lorenzo

"WATTZ! Oh my god, what happened? How's Wayne?" Exclaimed Ace as he rushed to give his friend a shoulder to lean on

"T-they- took him" Wattz scoffed, coughing up blood, that made Ace's blood boil... "Lorenzo, take Wattz, I need to find Wayne" he said coldly, taking off at supersonic speed

"WAIT! You'll get yourself kil- damn it!" Wattz cried out to no avail

"Leave him man, if anyone can do this, it's Ace" Lorenzo reassured his injured buddy, loading him into a truck as they transformed into different human forms

"I'll get our new identities for our human selves legitimized with the government. For now we should lay low, the time will come to take revenge"

Up in the sky above was a red and blue Protogen, holding the rocket launcher he used to shoot at General Copius' ship.

"4C3... Ace, would've been wise to get your friends on board before you ran off... I'll help you though" the mysterious Protogen mused to himself before speeding off after Ace.

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