"Wake-up Griffin scum."
"Jeez you guys can't even have buckets of clean water to splash in peoples faces."
*SLAP*
"You call that a wake up call? My coffees stronger than that."
*AAAUHH*
"That shock prods going for your face again next time, now have you decided yet?"
"Good I'LL be numb in the face the next time."
*UUUGHHHH*
"You are testing my patience fleshy meatbag."
Dreamer points a scalpel from the nearby table at Kriegers face, before suddenly the place is rocked by an explosion, unanchored objects shaking or falling over, the visible hallway in front of the windowed room filling with smoke as a hail of bullets took down any Jaegers and rippers headed for the smokes direction, two canisters crashing through a window into the room.
"What the hell is happening? Repel the-
*FLASH* *PSHH*
Krieger squinted through the smoke, his eyes picking up hints of muzzle flashes, his ears ringing, the smoke choking his lungs he called out into the smoke for the one T-doll who would dedicate a section of her a RAM who might be looking for him among the firefight.
" M4... *cough* *cough*...
There among the smoke, M4A1 heard it, a faint voice, but voice that had welcomed her, thanked her, and talked to her everyday since she had arrived at the base, She took off taking out Sangvis along the way before kicking through the bullet ridden door, hurrying through the smoke before coming upon a Sangvis it's sidearm pointed torward the Commanders head.
*seconds earlier*
Krieger peered through the thick smoke hoping for a glimpse of what was happening, but instead a shadowy figure emerged, Dreamer her right arm hanging by a few wires, her jaw hanging by a few threads, face and body filled with bullet holes as she approached a Rippers sidearm in her other hand as she approached placing the barrel straight to Kriegers forehead.
"You.. a-are no longer.. needed."
"Die Sangvis scum."
"PSHT*
"Commander are you alright? We're here to rescue you, come on."
"Thank goodness you're here M4, I'LL always be alright when I'm by you."
M4 cuts the commander off the stand, before draping his arm over her should as the two hurry out.
"All echelons this is M4, plant your charges we have rescued the Commander, head to the evac site within 5 minutes."
"You organized this?"
"Well we had to bring in heavy machinery to lift the rubble and when we arrived back you were gone, but we tracked you here through the proesthetic."
"Well I'm so proud of you for taking initiative, thank you M4 I wouldn't be alive if it weren't for you."
"Now's not the time to celebrate we still need to get you home."
"Rearguard move out, have the charges been set?... Good Sopmod do your thing."
*KRABOOM*
The two turn as they hop on the transport, the base flaming and smoking, as their ride lifts off, before suddenly M4 pulls the Commander in close, wrapping her arms around him.
"I didn't want to think you might be dead, I'm sorry I let this happen."
"Its okay my beloved, as long as you are around, theres no place I rather be."
Oh boy that concludes this 4? parter I lost track anyways expect this irregular upload schedule, I'm recieving way more online work now, uh enjoy and tell me what you guys exchanged your true core masks for. (unless you guys don't even play and are just here to read.)
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