We Came, We Saw, We Conqured

I Can't Lose Anyone Else

"Agent Rhode Island," came a voice through my radio, "this is Pelican Delta Five Two Zero. We are approaching your position. Prep your team for evac, over."

"What?" I exclaimed, "No! I told Doyle to send troops to the mountain temple first."

"He did, ma'am."

I groaned. This day just kept getting worse. We all ran for the pelican that had showed up. "Get us to Doyle," I ordered.

"Bossy," Niner said before doing as I told her. She then dropped us off at the temple.

"General Doyle," I radioed, "we've dropped in at yer position. Pelicans are looking fer a safe LZ. Where are ye? Over."

"I'm in a snowy area," Doyle whispered through the radio.

"Gonna have to be a little more specific, sir."

"Now isn't exactly a good time." He shut off his radio.

I swore, "Damn it! We need to find him."

"If we split up, we can cover more ground," Tucker suggested.

Epsilon popped up, "Okay, Scooby. Let's not make it too easy for the bad guys."

I caught a glimpse of someone out of the corner of my eye. It was that pirate from the testing ground. "Church!" I snapped as I cocked my gun.

"Jinkies!" Caboose exclaimed, "It's Sharkface!"

Tucker sighed, "Caboose, if you're gonna give him a nickname, don't make it that stupid."

"I underestimated you," Sharkface said.

"We get that a lot," I told him. I shot at him. He blocked it with a hardlight shield.

"Seems we're both looking for the same man. Bet you I'll find him first!" He ran off.

"In yer dreams." I started after him.

"Hey! Wait!" Epsilon yelled.

"Hey," Tucker called, "where are you going?!"

"Split up," I called over my shoulder, "and cover more ground!" I ran after Sharkface. I caught him off guard and punched him in the face. He reeled back but I gave him no reprieve, I kicked him and knocked him down.

"Heh, still got it," I commented.

"Yeah, congratulations," Epsilon commented, "Now, can we get back to the thing we came here for?"

"I had to make sure he wasn't a threat." I started walking away.

"Having to stroke your own ego is more like it."

"Oh, please. Like you're one to talk!"

Suddenly I was grabbed from behind and thrown.

"What the hell?!" Epsilon exclaimed.

"You're very efficient at administrating pain, Rhode Island," Sharkface said, "but pain is something I've learned to live with."

I pushed myself up and launched myself at him. He tried to roundhouse kick me, but I ducked under his leg. When he turned around, I hit him with rapid succession punches. He blocked every one of them. I jumped up and punched him in the head. He reeled back but came back at me. I tried to reverse roundhouse kick him, but he ducked and punted me away. He then grabbed me and hit him in the throat. I then dislocated his shoulder.

"Epsilon, Bioscan.'

"Shoulder's dislocated. Guy's a pincushion, he's got plates and staples all over his body."