Sydney realized she was the only one without an automatic. "Like clutch better anyway." As soon as the start was good, she jolted out.

Steve got back into his truck. "Back to work." Steve cried on his way back.

Toward the end of the race, Sydney blew out and crashed into a wall. She was bloody and bruised but well enough to walk back to the base.

Steve arrived at the base. "Men. Guard my room."

Sydney had wandered in until she had fallen from blood loss. She wasn't going to bleed out but she was definately not going to remember much.

Steve opened a book and began to read. He noticed some men talking. "What is it?"
"Someone is in Sector 5. But none of our men on record are out there."
"I'll go. And I'll go alone."

Nana wandered around the complex, looking for Len's body. "..I wish i knew who this Len person was.." she sighed. She hadn't seen him.

"S... Sydney?" Steve picked her up. "I'll save you!" Steve pulled out a med kit.

Sydney half-way gained consciousness. She didn't remember the details of the crash; she actually thought she was back in high school. "I have a trig test tomorrow."

"Okay. You keep studying then." Steve acted normal. He repaired most of her external injuries. He rushed her to the medical center. "HELP HER!"

"Did I crash? Man, I need to stop racing stick." Sydney realized she had no idea where she was. "Wait, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter right now. We need to help your wounds out." Steve admitted.

"Yeah, but I would like to know who you are so I can thank you." Sydney gave a have smile waiting for an answer.

"Not now. When your safe I'll tell you." Steve admitted.

"Kay?" Sydney wondered why she wouldn't be safe. In her mind she was still a high school student who excelled at math, music, languages, and racing. She was extremely confused. She didn't even realize she had graduated college a year ago, and that she majored in weapon specialization.

"Heal that wound on her left arm." Steve ordered as he heeled a wound on her leg.

Nana eventually found the boy, who had probably.. Maybe a couple of minutes left? Anyway. Len woke up, just as Nana found him. "..Hey.. Could you tell that Sydney person.. That I'm happy?" he asked. He knew she was one of Sydney's friends, as he had seen her with Sydney, but she hadn't ever seen him. "Are you Len?" "..Yeah.." he nodded, before coughing, and going limp. He had died. "..Killing a child. Steve's gone a little bit too far. I'd better confront him about it. But first.. I'd better bury this boy.."

"Hey Sydney I'm Steve by the way. Your amnesia should fade momentarily though." Steve added as he patched up Sydney left arm.

"I nice to remeet you, I guess? How did we meet?" Sydney was always curious about thing like this.

Steve realized if he told her she would get her memory back and try to kill him. "Your a rebel against the military." He said shortly.

"What did the military do to me?" Sydney didn't realize everyone in her family was dead. She thought her mom was still sick. Her dad made her joining after her mom's death.

"I saved you from them." Steve said. He began to tear up.

"Wait, don't cry." She sort of felt bad. She obscurely remembered it was her fault.

"It's okay." Steve held her hand. "Can you stand up yet? I'll help you."

Sydney tried to stand. She was in a lot of pain. "I can manage." She smiled at him, although she wanted to show a grimace.

"That's good. Any sort of pain you feel you tell me okay. I'll be right over with some assistance." Steve was trained as a doctor. They called him "Doc" on the battlefield.

Sydney smiled and tried to walk. She limped and felt weak. More than likely something was broken

"Looks like your left leg is broken." Steve said as he tried to lightly lay her down. "Rest for now. I'll put a cast on it." Steve said as he prepaired a mold.

(Whats happening?)

(We're in a rebel base. I lost my memory from a car accident)

"Okay. This might sting." Steve put on the cast.

(..And another one of my characters is dead. Len. The young kid who believed Taryn was his older sister. Shot by the rebel army, because Steve didn't like 'em.. Brilliant.)

"There you go. You'll be all better now." Steve assured as he walked over to a bone chart.

"You sure?" Sydney couldn't remember breaking a bone. She shattered one during boot camp, but her mind hadn't caught up yet. "Hey, is football season over?" She wasn't even sure of the month. Sydney brain scattered everywhere.

"Yeah. Don't worry though. Your amnesia will fade when you take this." Steve held up some weird medicine.

Sydney snatched the bottle and drank it. "Taste worse than a MRE. Can you get me some water?"

"What's MRE?" Steve handed her a bottle of water.

"Meal-Ready to Eat. There disgusting." Sydney took the water and drank it. "Thanks."

"You remember yet?" Steve asked as he got behind a shield if she might rage out.

"Just how disgusting that medicine was. What was that?" Sydney Still tasted it.

"Amnesia away. It's a newer medicine." Steve looked at his watch. "3 2 1." Steve knew she would get her memory back now.

"Eww. Still digusting. By the way, did someone at least bury Len?" Sydney had regained her memory. She was still extremely angry he killed Len. "What did that kid do to you?"

"Everything." Steve ignored her as he prepared a sedative.

Nana dragged the corpse out to a forest, "Whew.. What a heavy boy.." she sighed. She had stolen a shovel from the base, and began to dig a large hole.

"He... was rude to me. Asking why I kill people. You never ever do that." Steve argued.

"So you kill him?" Sydney sounded as calm as she could. "You're unstable."

Nana eventually managed to make a grave for the boy, and buried him. "..Why did Steve kill you?" she asked, just as she lowered the body into its final resting place. "..I suppose i'll never know.." she sighed, as she shoveled the dirt back onto the grave. She found an old unmarked headstone, plus a hammer and chisel. She marked out that the grave was Len's, with the headstone, and wrote "LEN." on said headstone, before running off to look for Sydney.

Sydney shrugged and kept talkin to make Steve angry. "So you would kill anyone. Makes me feel safe. I'm sure that boy had a family, friends, and decency. I guess you don't have any now. Shame. You're a militant genius, but you went off the deep end. "

Steve put the sedative needle into her. "Goodnight my princess." Steve walked away. "Unstable my ass."

(Steve and his firing squad VS Pretty much everyone else. I'd love to see that.)

Sea wandered away from the club, towards where Steve and Sydney were. Without even knowing it. "Whewwww. What a boring day. That jerk Steve never did even say thanks for me 'n' Nana getting those things. Oh well. Better go find everyone." he mumbled, looking down at the ground.. Before bumping into Steve. (D'you mind that, Squirtle?)

"What do you want?" Steve asked as he looked down at the kid.

(I dono. Probably not.)

(Also.. Sea's not a child. He's 19. He just acts childish.)

Sea stared at him. "Just the guy i've been looking for! Where's Sydney? And Nana?" he didn't know of Len's existance, like Nana hadn't. "X and me.. Well, okay, just me, have been looking for you guys. I had a plan to kick some soldier rear, without killing a single person!" he grinned. (Also, i found a much better picture for him. Time to change~
New Look for Sea: (The red haired guy) )

"Yeah. Sydney's... not around." Steve lied. He didn't like having company. He also didn't like his plan of not killing anyone. "If you let someone live today. They'll haunt you tomorrow."

"Yeah, so? But they might not haunt you, because you spared them. For all you know, they could even fight for you! I mean, look at me. I'm an Ex-Soldier." Sea was serious, for once. "If i went around killing anyone who didn't agree with me.. Hell, I'd be no better than the soldiers." he laughed, "..Anyway.. Have you seen her any where?"

"Nope. And if you don't kill them now they'll get you later." Steve left. He knew he would learn his lesson soon enough.

"Hey! Wait up, Steve!" Sea ran after him, "Nearly forgot." he took out the second of the boxes of chocolates he and Nana had bought. "This is for you and Sydney to share. Me and Nana went out and bought them. Because we were pretty bored."

"Whatever. Put them on my desk." Steve pushed them aside and walked into the board room.

Sydney woke up. She wished she could walk and look for Steve, but she stuck in the room. Suddenly she realized there were some crutches across the room. "Damn." Sydney fell to the floor and started to army crawl.

"Oh. Wait." Steve turned around to lock the room Sydney was in. Didn't want anyone to know she was in there. He signaled a guard to strap her into a chair. Steve walked into a microphone room.

(what good would strapping me in a chair be when my leg's broken?)

Sydney struggled to get to the crutches until the guards came. She knew she was screwed. "Before you do something, help me up."

A voice changed voice comes over the speakers. "Help her up and put her in the chair."

"Thank you!" Sydney hollered to the voice. Any sane person would have thought she was crazy. THe guards helped her up and put her in the chair.

"Now put on the restraints. NOW!" Ordered the voice. "And sedate her so she forgets what just happened right now."

"Wait!" Sydney struggled from the guards but fell on her face. "Stupid leg." The guards did exactly what the voice said.

"Excellent. Now leave the room. I'll wait till she wakes up." Said the voice.

The guards left. Sydney, sedated, started to shake a little. She wasn't cold, it was a defense mechanism. Her body naturally shook to sudden stimuli, like the sedative

The voice could be heard snoring over the loud speaker.

The chair fell, makng a loud enough noise to awake the heaviest of sleepers. Sydney didn't wake though, although she still shook.

"Guards bolt down that chair. Try to wake her up but don't let her see you." The voice demanded.

The guards bolted down the chair but didn't succeed in waking her up.

"How will this work?" Voice yells into the microphone. "WAKE UP!"

Sydney startled jolted up. "My god, who was that?"

"I need you to give us the information we need and we guarantee your safety Sydney." Said the voice.

Sydney wiggled quickly. "What the hell can I give you?"

"What you know about the military." Said the voice. "What did they do to you? How did you get your A.I.?"

"What are you talking about?" Sydney wasn't sure about the question. "Can you repeat that with different wording?"

"What did the military do to you? They put an A.I. chip into you and you can tell us what it means and what it's doing!" Said the voice.

"The A.I. chip was an experiment scientist were working on. Being the one who up with the idea, I was the first to test it. It was supposed to turn any ordinary person into a fighting machine. However, the experiment was only a half success. I could figure out tactics and calculate every position at once, but I could only fight close contact. Five have been distributed out, each with the information and military mind of a great leader. I was Alexander III, also known as Alexander the Great."

"Can you read what the chips are saying or is it going to take some 'other methods'?" Asked the voice.

"All the information is posted in my brain. I know every tactic Alexander has used and can execute it with insane accurracy. If you want the info, taking out the chip wont help." Sydney smiled.

"No. Just tell us what the military secrets in there are. Can you remember them. We'll play out intel for you." The voice plays an intel voice card.

"The military uses a modified phalanx." Sydney attempted to write forgetting she was restrained. "Snipers are placed on every corner building while 'subsets' are setup to distract or provide temporary relief from enemies. Subsets consist of a general and 10 other men. They're placed at major locations. When subsets are called in, they use guerilla warfare until they meet up at the headquarters. As soon that happens they get into a blocky formation a.k.a. phalanx."

"Can you remember the transmittion code?" Asked the voice who was getting impatient.

"Well no." Sydney actually did, but there was so much she would say. The code was d456h130.

"We'll play the code. Just tell us what it means." The voice played the code.

"It tells the positions of the subsets." Sydney figured he wouldn't be satisfied.

"What position are these subsets at?" The voice asked. "We don't have much time. The military is minutes away from counterattacking us. Hurry."

"3 clicks north, 5 west." Sydney kept reeling off position. "5 clicks south, 6 west. 10 clicks north, 1 east. 1 click south, 8 east. 7 click north. 6 clicks south. Headquarters rebel base number 23. Phalanx set up spot: 3 clicks west."

"That's not a base that's just a local restaurant. Now where's the real position?" The voice grew impatient.

Nana and Sea eventually re-met up, and Nana told him what had happened. "You had to bury a KID?!" Sea was shocked. "..Mhm.." Nana nodded, then looked behind Sea, horrified. The military were on their way.. And were coming from behind Sea!

"Where is i-" The voice cut out then an explosion happened. Another voice joined in. "We have to get to the bunker we have no more time." "Let me try something else... it might just work." The voice said.

(this is exactly like Black Ops) Sydney started to wiggle furiously. "Get me out of here!" Sydney started to tear up from fear. She was normally subjected in a helpless position like this.

(..Hmph.)

"What's wr--" Sea froze when he heard an explosion behind him, "..Aw crap." he sighed, "We have to get out of here!" he told Nana, who nodded. They both took off, searching for a place to hide.

(It is) "We should just leave her. If she dies we can try and process the chip." "No. I'm getting her." The voice leaves then opens the door. "Come on. Let's get moving." Steve said as he untied her.

"Steve?" As soon as he untied Sydney, she jumped and started to strangle him.

Steve gasped for air when the other man came down and sedated her. "Thank god." Steve said with his air coming back.

Sydney half woke up. She didn't bother to talk or move. Her body was up for it.

"Why did you come back for her." Asked the rebel. "I... I can't leave someone I love. Never. Even if she hates me." Steve picked her up. "Let's get moving. The air raid might kill us." Steve said as he began to run to the bunker.

Sydney heard every word Steve said. Honestly, she didn't hate him; she hated his tactics. She felt it wasn't right. "Steve?" Sydney's voice cracked and broke.

"Don't try killing me right now. I'm saving us!" Steve said as he ran into the bunker. "Okay what is it?"