Most of Cyprus' life in the Brotherhood was filled with hours upon hours of back-breaking work, whether it was doing hundreds of push-ups in the sweltering post-apocalyptic heat or standing around for hours outside of an outpost making sure that the Brahmin caravans that tend to pass though the wasteland were legit. But now, with these Rangers, he felt as though he was doing something of worth for once.<br/><br/>So behind the old car he crouched, he head low and his finger resting easily on the trigger guard. But before Cyprus could even get a shot out, the leader of the group got up from his hiding spot and unleashed a torrential storm of bullets in the direction of the raiders who had somehow managed to get a little closer to where they were taking cover.<br/><br/>"Whoa! Easy on the trigger there!" He shouted over to the leader and followed with a cackle. "You might kill someone!"<br/><br/>After the leader returned to his crouched position, Cyprus looked over the car to take note of the damage that he caused. "I don't think you got 'em, but it'll do for now."<br/><br/>Just then, seemingly out of nowhere, a third raider stepped out into the light, brandishing a fire ax. There was nothing the leader could do at that point in time to save Hansen, who just happened to be the one the raider was running towards. In two shakes of a radscorpion's tail there was a large ax protruding from Hansen's chest, his crimson essence escaping from the giant wound that the weapon made. With rage fueled by witnessing the death of another of his soldiers, the superior ran towards Hansen's killer and grabbed him, throwing his body into the car. The raider let out a yelp and with lightning fast reflexes, the superior reached for his combat knife and swiftly put an end to his cries.<br/><br/>The leader then went over to Hansen's body, removing the dog tags that hug around his neck.<span style="font-style: italic">These guys have more of a soul than I thought,</span>thought Cyprus.<br/><br/>If it was not for the sudden appearance of smoke, the two could have gone on to deal with the survivors of the leader's gunshots. In just a matter of seconds, the surrounding area was filled with the obscuring gas, making it difficult to see anything at all.<br/><br/>With his visibility at an all time low, Cyprus was growing increasingly agitated at the fact that these raiders would not give up. So, with vigor in his heart he jumped over the car and charged into the smoke, ready to take on any raider even though he was not prepared to do so.