It was raining, visibility was low. The bullet-sized raindrops bounced off the Vantablack surface of the Mech. Martin shifted, peering around the corner only to retract his head as a swarm of bullets whizzed past him. He looked up, his clawed fingers digging into the wall as he began to scale the five story building. "Two targets remaining. One minute remaining." He clawed his way to the top, digging into brick and concrete before finally finding himself at a vantage point. He scrambled across the rooftops, the structure of the ground obviously incapable of reliably supporting his Mech's weight. He peered over the edge, where his foes continued pouring suppressive fire down the street to where he previously was. He tipped himself over the edge. Time seemed to slow as one of them noticed what was happening and made to step back as Gluttony turned into a whirlwind of metal, its hips and upper torso rotating independent of itself. He landed right on top of the first Mech, a urban-grey Mech, his claws barely able to get a grip onto the armor. He fired with both claws, the radiation instantly turning the Mech into the pilot's coffin. He withdrew propping the Mech up as a shield as the other sprayed a hail of bullets at him. The Mech shook with each hit when suddenly there was a burst of pain in his calf as a bullet grazed the Mech's limb, the feedback causing him to recoil slightly. He shoved at the body shield pushing the limp Mech onto the other before springing  up into the air and grabbing onto his opponent. He wrapped his limbs around the Mech before completing the ejection sequence.<br/><br/>His heart seemed to ride up into his mouth as he was fired away from the Mech, the pod shattering its outer shell on impact, spilling the cyan liquid over the ground, He pulled at the locks, the hatch opening and the liquid flushing out from the confines of the cockpit. He coughed, forcing the liquid from his lungs as he climbed out of the cockpit quickly.<br/><br/>"Simulation complete. Appending to records." Martin opened his eyes, his hands going up to remove the helmet on his head and sat up. He was in one of the many combat simulation facilities which now dotted the moon. This lab was empty, he had chosen this in preference in the one aboard the Mechcarrier which contained his Mech.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Sarah had just left her dorm along with a group of friends to go for dinner. It was a nearby diner, they went there more than once a week since its food was way better than the stuff they serve in the cafeteria or what they could cook up themselves. It was a cool evening, not much clouds in the sky but the sky would be growing dark pretty soon. Things around these parts were rather safe due to a  nearby military base which also provided law enforcement.