<strong>-Wade Welles-<br/>-Power: 10%-</strong><br/><br/>The once great city was flooded with rescue workers and military personnelle as soon as the aliens had left. The workers would start digging through rubble but finding survivors wasn't going to be happening. With the destructive force that had been unleashed it was a miracle even rubble remained. The city was little more than a smoking crater adorned with bits of blackened concrete, rock, and metal debris. Even though there were numerous rescue workers rushing in, however, Wade wasn't with them. She was with the force rushing OUT.<br/><br/><em>"Delta-61, we have sighted the invaders. Heading to the mountains... stopped. They seem to be holding. Sending coordinates."</em><br/><em><br/>"Copy, base. In pursuit."</em><br/><br/>Voices crackled over Wade's headset, telling her they were heading in the right direction. She'd been there when the first alien attacked a while ago. She was one of the small group that had managed to defeat him. Like then as now, the military knew they had no chance, yet they'd still try. The last alien laughed in the face of bullets and even missiles, but the military would always try again. This time it would work, they probably figured. That's what the four choppers full of special forces commandos were for. That's what she was for. Like last time, though, Wade figured they wouldn't be worth a damn. Hell, they'd probably be shot out of the sky once they got close. It was dead quiet inside the helicopter. The silence indicating that, yep, the commandos riding inside knew what Wade knew. They'd probably be dead soon - but like hell if they weren't going to at least try. She couldn't blame them, she often held the same attitude. At least they tried. At least she could help beat these two freaks for their sake.<br/><br/>Wade had to try. If not for the people the aliens had killed then at least in gratitude for the military training she'd received. The US government had spent an untold amount of cash on her, helping develop her power. As far as she knew, she was the only one in the United States that could harness 'ki' to strengthen herself and push her body to superhuman levels. She had as much of an interest in finding out her limits as the government did. They'd put her through hell but it was worth it. She'd survived the fight against the one that called itself 'Raditz' (what the hell kind of name is that?) and she'd gotten even stronger since then. They'd strapped tons and tons of weights to her, pushing her limits. Made her wear the damn things underwater and fight like that until it was like the weight and the water didn't exist at all. She'd even been given standard EOD training; chemistry, explosives, diving, rappelling, fast roping, countless classes and courses that she'd gone through. Hell, they'd even made her the jacket she was wearing. The damn thing weighed so much she had to be at least powered up a little to even wear it without falling over. It kept her body constantly working. Now it was time to put all that preparation and training to use.<br/><br/><em>"Welles, you ready? We're coming up on the landing site,"</em>someone next to her, asking a question.<br/><br/><em>"Delta-61 getting ready to engage!"</em>another voice sounded out over coms.<br/><br/>"Ready as I'll ever be." Wade flashed a cocky grin to the commando who'd asked the question. She was, that much was true. There was no asking the aliens to, hey, hold up a minute, we need more training. No, it was time and she was ready. It would have to do. She had to admit to a little fear, though. Hell, it would be insane not to be scared of something that could annihilate a city in one blast and wasn't an atomic bomb. But bravery, they say, is not the absence of fear. It's acting in spite of being afraid. Wade stood and moved to the edge of the helicopter, sliding the door open. She looked down at the ground below where the aliens had landed and acted in spite of fear. She jumped.