Sydney walked out to see Steve. "Hey."

"Hey." Steve brushed the blood of his face.

Sydney cringed a little. She wasn't a fan of his sporadic killing.

"Okay. Well I'll see you later."

"See ya." Sydney went to her room and fell asleep.

Steve lays down and eats his dinner.

Sydney woke up for a little while

(..A lot of rather basic one-liners, pallies..)

Sydney went to the medical ward. She made a descision to work there. She had some nursing experience.

Len had managed to escape the car, and had walked into the medical area, in a slight daze. "Urf.. Where did i end up after walked so faaarrrr..?" he groaned, before collapsing.

"Comrades." Steve stood in attention. "We welcome you back." Steve shook their hands. These 3 men where other leaders. They all went to the board room, Steve followed them.

One of the three men, however, was a soldier. He was a spy for the soldiers. In his pocket, was a 9mm pistol, and in his suit pocket, a survival knife. He was wearing a bullet-proof vest, and didn't SEEM to be a soldier. "Steve, yo." he grinned, "I might need ta talk to ya for a sec, man."

"Yeah. I've never seen your face before... sir?" Steve asked for his name.

Sydney looked around and familarized herself with the tools. Tourniquet by Evanescene was playing. It was ironic, seeing at a time suicide would be her tourniquet instead of a henderence. Also she was in a medical ward.

"Alrighty then..." Steve looked weirdly at him. He didn't look normal. Steve talked in the board room. He kept that mystery person outside. He feared it was a traitor.

Sydney cleaned up and looked through a filing cabinet. She found a file with her name labelled on the top and found somethings she never knew. She was adopted by the Andells, she was born with an extra ventricle, and she was schizophrenic, although she had assumed. Sydney took this account and started to shift through more carefully, in case there were other suspicions in there.

Steve left the board room with a sharp eye on the new guy. He was too nice all the time. He must have been a spy.

The new guy grinned, "Yo, Steve. Betcha think i'm a spy, eh?"

Steve turned around slowly. "What's it to ya?" Steve silently raised his gun without the man noticing.

"Weeeeellll.." the man sighed, "I am. Go on, shoot me. I'm tired of living anyway." he shrugged, closing his eyes, "And if ya win the war, remember me, 'kay, man? I'm tired of being a spy."

Sydney thumbed through some more old records. She seemed suspicious of the reports. Each was extremely well documented and almost flawless. That was a red flag in itself. Never had a place been so organized using only paper. Then every file was either red (hers was), yellow (Steve's), or green (very few were green). After flipping through, every file also was written in neat print but the green ones, which were written in cramped cursive.

Steve raised his gun and fired. He wasn't going to spare a traitor. "Burn his body. He was a traitor."

Sydney ran up to Steve. She was going to check validity of the file. "Steve!"

"Yeah?" Steve puts away his gun. The men carry away the body.

Sydney thrusted a file at him. "Check this. I was snooping around the medical ward." She wasn't going to give up on this hunch of suspicion

"Why were you snooping around?" Steve asked as he checked the files. "What are these files?"

Len eventually woke up, to see Sydney and Steve, a little distance away. He walked over, and stared at the two.

Steve ran through the files. He checked them carefully.

"I was rummaging through some old files in the medical ward through curiousity. Some were changed, but all of them were bookmarked with a color." Sydney pointed to the top of the file then pulled hers and showed that the colors were different. "Plus the handwriting at the top is different between ours and..." She pulled a green file.

"And who?" Steve asked. As he checked through his file.

"A green one." Sydney flipped through her own file as well.

"It's Matt..." Steve looked at it with anger.

"His was changed." Sydney pointed out the white out marks. "The reason why no file was kept in a computer base is because anyone can restore data. For example," Sydney pulled up some patient files. "By simply altering the hard drive I can tell you when, who and how long was each meeting. With paper it's different. Scratching off the white out will scrath off the ink underneath. Whatever was originally written was obviously important."

"Does he have any conditions?" Steve questioned. He wanted to know his enemies weakness.

"Not that I know of." Sydney stayed relatively quiet until she realied what the files might be for. "Give me Matt's file." Sydney got onto the computer. "Patient analysis studies are on there." Sydney opened up the folder and began deciphering codes. When it pulled up, she looked at the first line. In big bolded letters, "Cleared" was typed at the top. "Cleared for duty."

"So there's nothing wrong with him?" Steve asked waiting for a response. He always thought Matt had something wrong up there.

(OI. You forgettin' something? Len, perhaps? He is right beside you two!)

Sydney read the report out loud. "Appears nothing's wrong." Sydney spun around to see Len. "Hello?"

Len jumped, "..U-Umm.. What were you talking about..? What was that thing you were reading..?"

Steve whispered into Sydney's ear. "Don't tell him." Steve said quietly.

Unfortunately for Steve, Len had seen Sydney in the medical area, "..Is it a medical report thingy from the medical ward? I saw you there.." he seemed to be a little depressed. Sydney, in his eyes, looked like Taryn, and even sounded like her. (Selective sight.. I think. I need to replay TWEWY.)

"Run along now. The grownups are talking." Steve chuckled. He really didn't like this kid for some reason.

Len growled, "Grown-ups?.. Why can't you include ME in your stupid 'grown-up' conversations?!" he shouted, "..I'm tired of getting left out because of how old I am.."

"Get out of here! GUARDS!" Steve ordered the guards to take him away.

Len shouted, burst into tears, and screamed, beating the guards away with his fists, "..Just for once.. Let me join in!" he kept shouting. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Paih...eature=related just feels perfect for this moment.. From Len's perspective.)

"It isn't even important." Steve helped the guards up. "I'm going to my personal quarters."

Len glared at Steve, continuing to beat the guards away. "You're mean."

Steve walked away. He hated this kid. "What a little punk." Steve retorted.

"Kid, what's your name?" Sydney smiled at looked at him eye level. He reminded her of her younger brother.

"I hate that kid." Steve laid down to eat his supper.

"So what was you're name?" Sydney worked some more on the computer. It was easy to reset the hard drive. That's why she could talk Len without really being concerned with what's going on.

Steve went onto the computer and typed in the file info.

"..Len." He replied, wiping his tears away. "That guy's a meany.." he admitted, "I wish he could start being nice to people.. Instead of killing everyone.. I've heard that people are executed daily, all because of him."

"Steve's not that bad." Sydney knew that he was scary. She even feared him. "Well, you're right though Len. He does need to stop killing people." Sydney turn toward Len.

"If only he would.." the boy sighed, "What's your name, Miss?"

"Grr... that kids chatting with her." Steve grumbled. "Why does he have to be such an annoying little pest." Steve looked into the cameras to find the spot the were chatting at. He listened in.

"Sydney." She looked at the kid and put out her hand. "It's nice to meet you Len."

"Sydney.." Len repeated, shaking her hand.

Sydney smiled and continued to snoop around the database "Len, what brings you to a place like this?" She rarely ever wanted to be here.

Steve listened closer. He pulled out a tape recorder. He recorded the conversation.

Sydney continued to type at long, drawn out codes. It was a tedious process but necessary to file out the hard drive. Suddenly a whole file system came up labelled with everyone's name. "I was wrong."

Steve listened in as he installed the firewall on the file system.

Sydney giggled and looked at all the medical files. "Green ones were changed." Sydney clicked on Matt's file. "He wasn't clear."

"Hmm... intruder on the files." Steve pressed the firewall block button.

"..I just saw you in here, and wanted to find out what you were doing.. What are you doing, anyway..?" Len asked, curious.

"Time to do this!" Steve activated the security lockdown system. All the walls fell and locked. Steve walked down the hall an unlocked a door. "Sydney." Steve addressed. "And the punk."

Len looked around, alarmed, then saw Steve. He stared at the man, "..What.." he began. "What's your problem?.. You're a meany. You order people to kill other people! Usually innocent people who did nothing wrong than join the soldiers. Y'know. They were usually forced to join the army.. Those people had people who they loved, and were loved by! Do you?! "he shouted, letting out all of his hatred for Steve, on the man. "..You even killed her.." he mumbled. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VRaGp...eature=related would be the music for this, from Len's perspective.)

"Shut up kid. You'll never understand!" Steve grabbed him by the throat. "NOW LEAVE!" Steve grabbed him and threw him outside. He never hated anyone more than this kid.

Len struggled, "Can't.. B.. Breathe.." he gasped, as the man grabbed him. "..But it is.. You.. Who will.. Never understand.." he coughed, as he was thrown out. He hit the hard steel with a dull 'Thud' and was knocked out pretty instantly, blood trickling out of a small cut in his head.

"STEVE!!!" Sydney smacked him across the face and went to help Len. She carried him and laid him down, trying to stop the blood with anything she could find. "Len, if you can hear me, everything will be okay."

Steve shook off the smack and went back to the office. He ordered the rebels to shoot Len. 10 rebels came and grabbed Len.

"NO!!" Sydney pulled a pistol and shot at the guards. "You will NOT hurt Len!" Sydney didn't realize that Steve and probably sent them; she was to preoccupied with saving Len.

Steve turned around seeing what Sydney was doing. He quickly lunged and knocked the gun out of her hands. "Grab her too. Take her to the dungeons."

"Jesus Christ, Steve! What do you have against that kid?" Sydney tired her hardest to squirm out. She even attempted to kick one guard in the shin. "I hate you!"

"Yes. Yes I know. You can say that considering you killed my family." Steve chuckled. "Now take them away!" The guards took them to their cells.

"STEVE!!!" Sydney bit a guard, resulting in some bleeding. She was hoping he would let go.

The guard didn't as he threw her in the cell. "Finally... peace." Steve assured.

"Someone let me out. I have to save Len!!" Sydney banged on the walls until her hands bled. "Anyone!!"

The guards grabbed Len and brought him out in the firing range. Steve walked out there with the guards. "Line up men. If he moves he dies. Let's see how long he will last."

Sydney continued to bang on the walls crying. She noticed bloody handprint and forgot they were from her. "Someone let me out!"

Steve stood there in silence watching the boy standing still. "Any words? BOY?"

Len stood still, "..I have some.." he whispered, "..May someone please kill the traitor? AKA the general here?" he asked, adressing Steve. "..I've seen him killing rebels. You guys.. And also.. To the general.. Thank you for this." he grinned happily. "I can be with her now."

Just then, Nana arrived, at Sydney's cell. "..Sydney?!" she gasped, "Why are you here..?"

"He's lying. And I know all of you know this. You've seen me take care of my boys on the battlefield. I have a medic cross here." Steve pointed at his cross while all the men took aim. "He is obviously the traitor." Steve nodded as he picked up his M-16. "Anymore smart remarks?"

"Nana, we have to save Len!" Sydney was dizzy from screaming. She fell still mumbling about Len and Steve.

Steve aimed at his head. "Good no last words. Prepare a truck for me. I don't want anyone angry at me." Steve looked down at the dungeons. "Quickly!" The men drove a truck out. "Perfect. You may fire when ready." Steve entered the truck as the men reloaded.

Nana nodded, and managed to open Sydney's cell. "Let's go!" she grabbed Sydney's hand, and pulled her out.

"..You're heartless. Killing a child.." Len whispered, bursting into tears. "..You're all Heartless!"

"Fire men! I'm sick of this kid's nonsense." Steve drove away as the men fired. They rested their guns at their side as a man came out to fetch the body.

(UMMM. You realize that's called God-modding, and also bunnying. Both are big no-noes in the Roleplay world. Bunnying is using someone else's character without their permission, and god-modding is essentually saying "My character is awesome! Bang! I use splash! You're automaticly dead." etc. That was an instance of both, 'dere, matie. Both a)

Len had been shot.. But he wasn't dead. Only just. He was only just clinging to life. "..Why..?" he asked, silently. "..Did it end like this..?"

(Also.. Don't even think about having the guy who picks up Len automaticly know that he isn't dead. That's called Metagaming, and is also a big no-no. It is generally a character knowing something they shouldn't do.)

(I know the rules. That really wasn't god modding because I wasn't possessing your character. So ya don't even.)

Steve drove away. The man picked up his body and rapped it in a fabric. They left it there.

Len used the last of his strength to try to rip apart the fabric, before blacking out. (By the way.. Some very very lucky people can survive being shot.. Just.. It takes a lot of luck, a doctor, and.. I've forgotten the last thing..)

Nana dragged Sydney, until she heard the faint sound of gunshots. "..They've shot your friend.." she let go of Sydney, and sighed.
(Also, Godmodding is different from Bunnying. Didn't you read my explainations of each term?)

Steve drove to a private place. A special place for him. His old house in the jungle. He got out and walked in and fell to his knees. "Mother. You know I don't want to be this kind of man. War pushes you to do things I never thought I could do. I'm sorry."

(Also I didn't attack. The soldiers did. And they didn't kill you. It didn't say that I killed you anyways. CASE CLOSED.)

(Case closed. Anyway. I've got to wait for MarchingStep.)

Sydney cried hysterically. Len was like her little brother. "Steve." She vowed revenge at that very moment.

Steve laid down and cried. "I'm not the man I want to be. I'm the man I have to be."

Sydney turned to Nana. "Find the body. Give Len a proper burial. I'll meet you in town somewhere." Sydney walked off to find Steve

"And the man I have to be. Is the man I don't wanna be." Steve cried as he looked at his brothers picture.

Sydney broke into a car and started to drive around. She was aware of the fact she would not find him, but she was going to try.

"I... I..." Steve fell down. He couldn't take the pain he caused.

Sydney recognized this place she ended up. When she was in high school, she raced this circuit. Sydney also knew that she could win cars, money, and information. There were a few cars unguarded, which was a huge mistake. She stole the fastest one and got up to the starting line without hesitation.

Steve cried as her saw the picture of his mother. "It wasn't my fault. He kept toying with my emotions. And now... now he's dead."