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Post by Wolf on Mar 17, 2007 10:02:36 GMT -5
(Smith sits in his office, and watches his laptop as turrets start firing and soldiers start dropping. He grimaces and hits a key that changes the view. Soldiers are making their way into the mansion and are taking position. Their guns are leveled and they're ready for anything. Smith hears a low growl and out of the corner of his eye, sees his soldier emerge out of the darkness. Streaks is limping, and standing up straight to avoid the pain of the gashes in his back. He is dressed in long black camo and has a dogtag hanging around his neck.)
Smith: Well, you look horrible. Look......the mansion is getting ready to fall. The pawns will try to defend, but we are veritable queens and kings. Stryker's war has come. He predicted this, and here we are.
(Smith turns to Wolf. He hands him a file deemed classified. Wolf opens it and looks inside.)
Smith: You have one week. If you're not back by then, you die. If you accomplish though, I have something for you, I think you'll like.
(Wolf turns to leave, but Smith stops him.)
Smith: Your teleporter friend, will be dead when you return. The soldiers will make sure of that.
(There is a pause of uncertainty as Wolf turns around and stares into Smith's eyes.)
Smith: Have you ever even loved anyone besides your mentor?
(Wolf snarls and slinks into the shadows.)
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