Michael "Sarge" O'Shay<br/><br/>O'Shay heard the screech of the creature as Zippo's flame hit it.  He sighted down his already leveled Pulse Rifle, but couldn't be prepared for what happened next.  "Keep your eyes open!" he yelled.  However, it wouldn't have mattered.  The creature was as invisible as ever.  He was not prepared for the launched net to wrap around Zippo.  Before he could react or speak, he was slammed in the chest and knocked to the ground.  If it wasn't for his plate, that hit might have crushed his rib cage and killed him.<br/><br/>As he came around, he could see Rome on the ground as well.  His vision was still blurred from the hit he had took, but he could make out...Yes.  It WAS one of those hunter aliens.  It appeared to be aiming some kind of shoulder-mounted firearm at Senjo.  He had to hope the thing would turn around to react to him if he was going to save Senjo's life.  His Pulse Rifle had been knocked from his hands, but he still had his Magnum.  He grabbed it and yelled, "Eat this, dreadlocks!" as he unloaded the magazine at the alien.  This thing was inhumanly fast, strong, and armed to teeth.  He needed to make every shot count.