Lone Star

Enemies circled him. Left and right. High and low. Jet was outnumbered by far. He stood there, right in the center. Watching them all stare him down with some sort of lust for blood. His blood, that is. They all had their weapons drawn and were just itching to all dive at him, all at once.

"Some predicament you've gotten us into." Cyan mumbled in the speakers of his helmet. Her voice was calm, emotionless. She didn't seem too afraid of the overwhelming number that surrounded her and her friend.

"Heh. I love it when things get rough like this." Jet said outloud. His voice startled the Daemons, which made them all twitch and clench onto their weapons even tighter. They all seemed to be at edge.

"You know you are going to get yelled at by the commander." Cyan decided to nag on.

"Yeah. But I live life the way I want. If I am going to die. Might as well leave with a bang." he grinned as he watched one of the Daemon's drool over him. The dripping saliva slowly crawled its way downwards. Trying to drip onto his helm.

"You have an idea then?" Cyan asked.

"Of course I don't. Why would I?" He grinned again as he made his hand creep closer to his belt. Grenades were attached there. Ready to be tossed into the enemy's face.

"Because that would be the logical thing to do." Cyan's voice sounded rather bitter about the idea. But she knew Jet fairly well and knew that he never thought about anything. Other than exploding stuff in his path. "If you manage to survive their attack. There is a short cut, 2 o'clock from where you are facing. Head down that path." She paused. "Maybe we'll get out of here, alive."

Jet inhaled deeply and shouted. "KAW KAW!" It was an odd thing to do but seeing how jumpy the creatures were, it was a way to startle them even more. His plan worked. They all jumped right at him. All of them at once.

Jet threw his weight to the side, rolling out of the path. Once he situated himself, he hurled a couple grenades at them. They exploded and guts began to fly. But he didn't hit them all. There were still a few that withstood the explosion. Their reaction? They started to run at him.

"I think it'd be wise to make a run for it." Cyan pointed.

"Good idea." Jet agreed before he took off in a sprint. Heading down the path that Cyan had told him about. It was a dingy looking tunnel but it was going to work.

As he traveled through, he quickly pulled out a couple more grenades. Pulling their pins and letting them roll behind him. Another explosion came and now the tunnel began to rumble. Rocks fell from the roof and the walls started to crumble.

"Idiot." Cyan hissed through his helmet's speakers. "You are going to get us killed!"

"Nah. I can't die this way. I need to be stabbed in the chest by a commanding Daemon. These guys are just pipsqueaks!" He snorted as he made his way out of the crumbling tunnel. Jet was lucky, he managed to escape before it collapsed. "All enemies killed off here. Let's go back to base and see what the boss will say about me straying from the team." He let out a short laugh before he headed off.

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Jet managed to reach the base. His stomach growled as he finally removed the helmet from his head. He slouched over and scuffed his feet. This was mainly to annoy Cyan, who believes he should be a bit more professional.

"Jet. Pick up your feet and stand up straight. None of your fellow soldiers do this. And neither should you!" A small holographic young woman appeared on his shoulder. She fixed her aviator hat then crossed her arms. "You do this on purpose, don't you? Has the commander seen you yet? You need to report to her."

"Good god, Cyan. Chill out and relax before you fry your digital heart-or something." He tried brushing her off his shoulder but his hand just went through her. It only made her shake her head. "I'm getting there. I think I hear her talking to someone in the room. Best not to intrude on a current discussion."

 

Haze's arm was pulled. She fell down, and look up at her brother, angry. Sebation simply pointed to what she would of stepped on. Or, more of in. It was a hole. She was surprised she didn't see. She laughed, and got up, punching Sebation in the process. They both smiled, and laughed, then continued walking. They both had returned from Earth. They manged to look around some more, and shoot down some Daemons. Chatting a bit, they walked to their room. They were brother, and sister, so it didn't matter that much. When they got there, Sebation opened the door, only to almost be hit by Haze's stuff being thrown onto the bed. He calmly set his stuff down too, but looking back at the thrower, angry.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" Sebation asked, seething. Haze laughed as she went over to Darklight.

"Sorry, Seba. I didn't mean to." Haze smiled. She dusted off her AI. A bit of dust had collected on it. But why? Darklight wasn't on right now, neither was .hack, but .hack didn't have dust on it. She looked closer. She sighed when she realized it was just some dirt. She smiled.

"Come on. Lets go report to the Commander." Sebation said out of the blue, snapping Haze out of her trance. She agreed, and they headed out. Still in the Base, not too long after they exited their room, looking for the Commander, Haze heard voices from the Mess hall. And they didn't sound good. She stopped her brother.

"Lets go in later." Haze smiled, before seeing Jet, and Cyan.

"Oh hey you guys." They both said together, like it was nothing. They talked at the same time a lot.

 

"Man. I could use some grub." He commented as he rubbed his stomach. He was starving! Who would have thought that going through a battle like that would drain him so fast? It was either that, or he was out of shape. Jet looked to his stomach to see if he gained any weight. "Nope. I'm good."

"Good for what?" Asked Cyan. She didn't know what he was talking about. The small woman leaned over Jet's shoulder, trying to look downwards. All she saw was the bottom half of his body and the ground they were standing on. There was no sign of any little critters running around.

"Nothing. I am just doing self checking. Gotta make sure I'm hot for the ladies." He grinned to the small woman. But she didn't find his comment amusing as she gave him a dull expression back. Jet just let out a laugh and turned away from the door. That was when he was spotted by Haze.

A casual wave was given from Jet. "Sup, Haze? Been having fun out on the battle field? Today I got to make a bunch of those nasty mongrels a taste of their own medicine."

"And he's still covered in them. I am glad they didn't include the smelling sensory in my programming. Or else I'd be choking." Cyan said.

Jet shrugged the comment off. "Eh, it doesn't smell so bad. Better than the sewers I had to wander in a few missions ago. Though disgusting, I sure as hell had a blast...Literally." He grinned again. Jet had made the tunnel explode. Everything went everywhere. He thought it was the most hilarious sight but the rest of his team thought differently. Cyan even complained about it and she wasn't even covered in the gross debris.

 

Haze smiled at Jet's wave. She did the same back at him, and Cyan.

"Defiantly." Haze smiled. She smelled the air at Cyan's comment of Jet smelling. He did not smell that bad.

"You do not smell that bad." The siblings threw in their two cents. Sebation saw Buck, and waved to him. Haze noticed that the voices from the Mess hall had stopped. She wondered what had happened. The two of them looked at each other. Looked like they both wondered the same thing.

"Hey, Buck. How are you doing? Well?" Haze asked Buck with a smile. She was a bit worried that maybe him, and the Commander were fighting or something. But it was just a feeling.

 

"Well thank you. I didn't think I smelled that bad, myself. Sort of thought I had a bit of a metal and ammunition smell, actually." He rubbed his nose with his index finger. "I do have some hygiene. Even if it doesn't seem like it."

"Plane boy? HAH!" His hands were placed on his hips as he threw his head back for a small fit of laughter. Once it was over, he looked back to his comrade and smirked. "If only they would actually let me fly one of their fighter jets." He shrugged at the thought. Just the idea itself sounded amazing. Flying through the air, shooting the enemy with rapid fire. Blowing up stuff. Of course he had to imagine that. Explosions was his favorite thing to create. "It'd be nice if they did. I'd be one hell of a sharp shooter."

"Or a good team killer." Cyan added in with a snarky remark.

Jet only gave her a smirk. Sadly, he knew that would happen too. Just with his luck, he'd launch a bomb and his comrades would be there. The explosion would happen and there went half of his team. Sadly, Jet could only laugh at this. It was their fault for not moving, after all. That's how he felt about the situation. "Anyways." He said, trying to change the subject to the new topic that was being discussed. Buck had apparently angered the somewhat intimidating woman in the office room. Of course, Jet only grinned at this.

"What? I thought ticking off the high-ranks was my job?" He laughed. "Aw don't be a stick in the mud, J. Ticking off those guys is a fun thing to do. They get so mad, so easily. Only the coolest soldiers can get away with doing such a thing."

Cyan rubbed her forehead. Jet was an amusing guy to hang out with. Though sometimes she wished she could tape his mouth shut. He can be quite the nuisance at times. She looked upwards when J greeted her. A simple wave and a short lived smile came from Cyan. Her annoyance with Jet was noticeable. "Hello, J. Lovely conversations we're getting ourselves into, eh?" She placed her hands on her hips and leaned on one leg. "It's no wonder why these three are the best of friends here."

"So what do we get to do now? Chill for a bit until we get another attack? Wait for orders?" He paused. "Even though I hate waiting for orders. Sometimes they take too long to think of stuff. Just blow the enemy up and call it a day!"

 

Haze, and Sebation looked at each other. Was it really a good thing? Auntie J spoke what they were thinking. Haze frowned at his reply.

"It's not a good thing, Buck." She sighed, rubbing her forehead. That guy got on her nerves too often. Sebation patted her head to calm her down. Luckily, it worked with calming her down. It seemed like Haze was one of the only voices of reason.

"You're welcome, Plane Boy." Haze said to Jet with a little smirk, using the nickname Buck had given him, knowing he didn't care too much. She sighed at Jet. She didn't really like to piss people off. But she, and her brother were friends with these people anyway.

"I don't know Jet, but I'm hungry. Maybe we should grab some food?" Sebation asked the boy.