Project Venom #Watty's2016

The Ring

Getting chased dangerously close to Area 59 made me realize two things. One, that Project Venom was wasting time with hunting down Black River's shit and two, that I was wasting my time with Nina. I was in love with her, I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her and there wasn't any doubt about that in my mind. She loved me back as well, so I figured that if there was ever a time to cement our relationship, it was right now, before World War Three started and we were at the center of it.

I'd known for a long time that I'd live to see World War Three and possibly fight in it. Maybe as an infantry solider, artillery man, or maybe a Rebel Fighter once the New World Order rose to power, but as I had learned since I started serving in the Venom Project, it wasn't world governments that wanted to usher in a new age. Actually I take that back, they did, but I had a sinking feeling I'd rather live under that New World Order than what Black River was planing, given I didn't know what that is, but I had a very, very bad feeling that there was a war coming, a war that was going to be fought on American soil on the enemy's terms.

When we got back to Area 29, John and Hawk had beat us back. Hawk's Warthog was sitting on the runway and hawk was sitting on the wing talking to Mercury, who had his remaining arm in a sling, or at least, that's what I thought at first. I parked the Civic in the garage behind my Supra and Citrus and Calen parked their cars next to the wall, Nina's Corvette, Austin's Chevy and a bright red Honda Fit sitting on BBS wheels, was also there, which I assumed must belong to Rachel, another friend of mine who was a candidate. Citrus and Calen were taken by Carlos to the dome while I went over to see Mercury and Hawk. This was the first time I'd seen Hawk in person. She was a skinny, frail looking 5'7, 18 year old blonde with green eyes and her hair back in a pony tail. She was dangling her legs off the wing of the plane and was still wearing her flight suit.

"Hawk?", I asked.

"You must be Ace", she said hopping down off the plane and holding her hand out, "you and I have met on You Tube."

"Your Someone In London?", I asked shaking it.

"Yep", she smiled.

"Happy to finally meet you in person", I said, "you fly that plane like a badass, also, I figured you'd be older."

"Everyone I've ever met has said that", Hawk said, "I've been flying for Morningstar since I was 17, this same plane I might add. I got some 70 tank kills to my name", she smiled, "and one Tactical Nuclear strike."

"That must have been terrifying", I said.

"You don't know the half of it", Hawk said, "I could hear a timer in my head counting down to to the ending of my life. Of course, being vaporized would have been much quicker than that decon."

She shivered, "I've never been so embarrassed in my life."

"You think you got it bad?", Mercury asked, "try the Post Transformation physical we all got, you'd never recover from that."

That was the same time I noticed Mercury once again, had two arms.

"They replace your arm?", I asked.

"Sort of", Mercury said, "Green grew me a new one or some shit and I just came out of surgery like two hours ago. Dad told me it would be a few days before I can go back to using it again."

"What about your wings?", I asked, "can Green fix those?"

Mercury shook his head, "no....I'm grounded."

"Damn bro", Hawk sighed, "that's....that's dehumanizing."

Mercury sighed, "don't worry, Hunter's been beating on the man who ordered it for the past two hours, trying to get him to crack."