Ninja:<br/>Nothing disturbs the quiet tranquility of the empty hangar Helios is in, that is, until his wristcomm begins to beep.<br/>------------------------------------------------<br/>Undercover:<br/>The woman behind Razzly seems to be getting impatient. "Alright, next is your uniform. empty it out first." She seems to be under the impression that you are a soldier.  "What the, what's going on?!"<br/>The woman turns to see a soldier exit out of the showers. It's the woman who greeted Razzly before. She raises her gun to fire at the woman, who realizing the danger starts to run behind cover.<br/>---------------------------------<br/>Cmpuncle:<br/>"Actually, I was hoping you'd tell us what happened in the security dome last night. Thanks to you, we were able to capture the enemy pilot and we're analyzing the remnants of his mech right now. I figure you'll be more cooperative with us than he will," replies the AI's voice in your headset.<br/>-----------------------------------<br/>The FIRE encroaches on the girls position even further, too close for comfort.<br/>"It's....my fault...."<br/>"Yes, it's your fault.  You burned this forest. You're the reason for this FIRE," an angry voice shouts from within the FIRE<br/>"But I....."<br/>"It's your fault! This is the remnants of your soul!"<br/>"My soul...."<br/>"Are you a fucking idiot?!"<br/>"But...."<br/>"Can't you even accept responsibility?!"<br/>"That's enough! Can't you see she's suffering?!" says a more compassionate voice from somewhere.<br/>"HA! She's suffering?! WE'RE SUFFERING BECAUSE OF HER! She's the one who let herself be consumed by rage and grief. She's the one who wielded her power in anger. She deserves to die here in the flames of her own making!"<br/>"I....deserve....to die?!"<br/>"YES! Just wither away here and burn! Burn like the rest of us!"<br/>"Don't listen to them!"<br/>"But I..."<br/>"DIE!"<br/>"SHUT UP!"<br/>"but...I don't want to die....."<br/>Cruel laughter echoes from within the FIRE, full of bitterness and venom. A laugh born of pure scorn, with nary a trace of joy or warmth. The laugh of a demon, of a psychopath. The laugh of one whose heart is tainted by evil.<br/>