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The first Strike

"Alright guys, everyone ready?"

"Oui. Support is ready to commence mission."

"How 'bout you offense?"

"Heh. Let's see who kills more sis."
"Oh my~ A competition it is Big Bro~"

"Defense, ready to hold the fort?"

"Mister, just who in Sam Hill do you think you're talkin' to?"

"Okay. Let's do it just as we planned…remember to—"

"Oh c'mon, c'mon Boss you're killin' me! Can't we get this fuckin' party started already?"

"For the love of…fine! Just come back with the damn Intel. Go!"

Numbani, Nigeria.

Helix Security International installation 015.

9:33 PM.

Inside a dimly lit security station two guards, reclined in office chairs, stared in abject boredom at a myriad of monitors displaying video feeds from dozens of security cameras.

"Hey Steve, How'd you get transferred all the way over here the U.K anyways?" One guard asked the other as he leaned back and took a long drink from a coffee mug sporting a H.S.I corporate logo.

The other shrugged, "Just got lucky on assignment, I guess. Hey, I gotta go to the loo. Keep an eye out will you?" Steve said with a smirk before leaving the room.

"Yeah, I'll be as vigilant and dutiful as Pharah, the company mascot." The other replied dryly, lifting his mug back to his lips to take an even longer swig of caffeine.

A moment later, before the guard could even set his cup down, Steve re-entered the room.

"What is it, have you forgot where the bathroom is?" The guard said with a chuckle, not bothering to turn his chair around from the monitor screens.

"Nien." Came the response which was definitely not English.

Before the guard could turn around a butterfly knife pierced the top of his spine, killing him instantly. "Steve" retrieved his weapon from between the guard's shoulder blades, twirling it in his hands until it snapped back into its handle.

He then took out some kind of square, black device and placed it on the monitoring station. Instantly sparks of electricity flew from the electronics, frying every computer in the room and disabling every security camera in the facility.

The air shimmered around "Steve" the security guard until his form had changed completely into that of a sliver-thin man dressed in a sharp gray suit with Black, slicked back hair and glasses with a tint that hid his eyes.

Satisfied with his work, "Yang" pressed a finger into his left ear, activating a communications earpiece.

"Your toys work well, Giganta." He said in a monotone voice. "The drawbridge is down. Bring in the rest."

SCENE BREAK

A tall, rather lean Woman wearing a green trench coat over a black T-shirt and gray jeans and a pair of goggles placed over her eyes looked about her surroundings with genuine curiosity.

Around her futuristic cars hovering over pavement instead of driving on it passed silently across the downtown city streets of Numbani. Skyscrapers towered above her; massive flashing screens bombarded her with thousands of advertisements.

But these things might as well have been mundane to the time-lost Texan compared to the sight that confounded her at most. Humans carried out their daily lives with artificial intelligences known as Omnics. They walked the same streets, drove the same cars, worked in the same buildings…even had relationships with one another.