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"I've got an idea, Colt," Cyris said aloud, starting to get out of his chair. "I'll go empty out the contents of one of the missiles, leaving only the propulsion system, and crawl inside the payload section. When I get close, since we are already in the atmosphere, I'll jump out. The missile will explode against the building, and I should be able to get in from there. If they hail you, you can tell them you had a malfunction, or you can call them out, whatever. As long as I have a place to come back to, I'll be fine."

"Sounds reasonable." Colt said softly, before Misty stood up as well. "You have an objection?"

"Not exactly. I'm going too." Misty said, while Cyris stared at her in shock, with a hint of admiration. "By looking at the walls, they seem to be explosion-proof, though I can see a small easily hackable panel on the wall there." She nods, pressing a button on her watch, changing her outfit from a set of regular clothes to a full body ninja outfit. "Especially if I am the Unforunate Kunoichi." She nodded, while Cyris facepalmed with a smile.

"Alright, so Colt and I will be in the ship alone waiting for you two, if all goes well." Prael said calmly, looking back at Colt with a sly grin. Colt returned the grin, causing Misty and Cyris to turn away out of respect, heading towards the missile room. "Ah! Just radio up here when you're ready with what tube you are in, okay?"

Cyris nodded. "Roger."

Cyris and Misty walked in silence until they started to descend away from the bridge. "Are you sure," Misty started, shaking a little, "That you want me to come with you in the same missile?"

Cyris nodded, a slight blush forming on his face, though Misty couldn't see it from her point of view. "I think that my plan of it looking like an accident would be unable to proceed otherwise. Besides, Misty, can't a ninja like you, and a gentleman like me share a missile?" He laughed softly as he pushed open a door, leading into the missile storage room. "Hey Colt!" He cried out, nearby a speaker mounted on the wall. "I've got missile #51375 here, which is actually emptied out. Want to load that into missile pod three for me?" Cyris started to crawl into the missile, frowning as he got inside. "Actually, Misty, it may be a better idea for you to get in first."

Misty stared a bit with a hand on her hip. "Why, exactly?" She sighed, knowing that not only was she taller than Cyris, but she was also heavier than he was, along with being unlucky, and a million other reasons that were thinly veiled insults against herself.

Cyris grinned. "Because the door we need to use is on the bottom of the Missile, and I'd rather trust you to open the door than I." Misty was not expecting that response, and she dumbly got inside the missile, fumbling for the door handle, which was about hip-level, as Cyris gently got in as well, grabbing onto her hand as he got into the missile and closed it on top of them.

"Firing Missile #51375," a computerized voice echoed throughout the lower hull of the ship as the missile was moved into the chamber and blasted through the sky towards the military base.

Cyris and Misty began to breathe at the same time, while Cyris held the top door of the missile open to see and tightened his grip on Misty's arm, causing her to blush. Cyris was mentally doing calculations in his head of when to have Misty open her door, while Misty was silently praying that she wouldn't miss anything up. When the missile was only a few feet from the wall, Cyris whispered, "Now, Misty!" and the two dropped from the bottom of the missile and rolled across the ground. The missile exploded against the wall with a slight bang, and Misty and Cyris stood up holding up their swords and spinning them a bit to prevent the shrapnel to hurt them. After sheathing their respective blades, they both pressed against the nearby wall and Misty began to dig into her ninja outfit, finding the hacking device and putting it against the keypad. An alarm began to sound, causing Misty to look at Cyris, and Cyris to shake his head. "I don't know if that's... oh it probably is."

Misty cursed under her breath, and pointed behind Cyris, before turning around and drawing her sword, as well as flipping some shurikens into her free hand. "I guess I should have figured this would happen. I've got a tank with a spotlight, thirty guys with yellow diamond goggles over their eyes, and very little room to work with. You?"

Cyris nodded. "About the same, UK. Hey, um, there's something," He paused, breathing out a sigh before continuing, "I need to say to you before I die."

Misty looked back, then glared forward at the men. "Stow it then. You're not going to die while I'm here!" Misty jumped forward, throwing her shuriken, and swinging her sword as Cyris did the same with his sword.
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"Alright. We're here." Kaku said to Katrina and Jim as they exited the ship. "Now what." Kaku said bluntly.

"What the hell do you mean? It's one guy. We do what we.... Oh hell no. HELL NO!" Katrina reached over to slap Kaku. "You are not going to heroic sacrifice yourself on the wrong ******** team. Eria sacrificed herself to stop the Soulless Wanderers. Not this guy."

Kaku slapped Katrina back, spinning her in place. "Who the hell do you think killed Kisa? Did you forget that she called for backup for you guys?"

Katrina huffed and began to bring her fist back to punch Kaku, only to have Jim smack them both across the neck. "Enough!" Jim said loudly, causing both Kaku and Katrina to salute. "That's right. Let's do a three pronged assault. I'll take north point, Kat, you take south, and Kaku take east."

Kaku, Katrina and Jim punched the air and took off from their starting point. Jim counted in his head to 20, before jumping into an open window, Kaku counted to 30 before using his wind powers to slice straight through the roof, and Katrina took only 30 seconds to run down to the first floor and break down the door with her feet. The three charged onto the point that was shown as Gatekeeper's location, only to find a girl just a bit younger than Gatekeeper playing with a red device that was the tracker. "Guess he got it out." Kaku said with a frown.

"Oooh, strangers! Gatekeeper told me not to talk to strangers." The girl said and stood up, looking at the three warriors.

Katrina blinked. "He did? Well shoot. Maybe we should torture her to tell us where he is."

Kaku shook his head. "Won't be necessary. Aren't you Halex?" The girl smiled and nodded her head. "I don't know if you remember me, but I remember you. My name's Chazu."

Halex tapped her head a few times before shrugging. "Well you can't be a stranger if you know me." She paused. "Otay, Mr. Chazu, what do you want with me?"

Kaku smiled. "Could ya take my friends and I to your big brother, Gatekeeper?" Halex nodded and skipped out of the building, with Kaku, Katrina and Jim flanking her. "Surprised that it worked out so well."

After a few minutes of walking, the town seeming unnaturally quiet, Halex brought the three into a huge facility, where Malicious and Gatekeeper were discussing some secret plan. Behind them was a whole room of Malicious clones being created. Gatekeeper facepalmed as Halex ran up to hug onto him. "I FOUND YOU!" She cried happily, and squeezed a bit as Gatekeeper pushed her away.

"Damnit. I knew it was a stupid idea to give her that." Gatekeeper muttered and drew out his keyblades. "What do you want, Kaku?"

Kaku drew his scythes, scowling. "I want my daughters back you son of a b***h!" He ran forward, while Katrina and Jim cursed and tried to follow only to get stopped as a giant steel wall blocked off the small room which Halex, Zuchax the Malicious and Gatekeeper were. Kaku was tripped by a blob of black shadow from Malicious's weapon, and he stood up slowly.

Malicious grinned an evil grin. "Well then, how about the three of us kill you slowly, and give them plenty of time to wait for you?" Kaku growled, making the room suddenly become as frigid as the arctic.

Gatekeeper shook his head. "No ******** way. You leave Halex out of this. I don't want her to die again on me!" He turned his head and pointed his sword at Malicious who was forming his blob of darkness into a spear.

Kaku shook his head. "I'm not ******** with the girl. You keep her from attacking me, and I won't hurt her. I don't care about your sister. I'm going to have to kill you for what you did to my daughter though." He then pointed at Malicious. "And I'm killing him to make up for making me strand myself on Gaia, so that I wasn't able to prevent the need for Kisa's mistake or Eria's sacrifice."

Malicious smiled darkly. "Ah, you just made a mistake." He pointed at Halex, who was twitching and biting her lip, looking ready to explode. "You set off the berserker. Maybe you should have threatened her brother with bigger words next time." Malicious threw his weapon at Kaku, which Kaku blocked with his scythes, only to scream in agony as the spear split and slashed him in an X shape before flying back to Malicious.
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Katrina screamed and began to punch at the metal wall between her and Kaku. "You frelling idiot! You shouldn't ever break formation! That's a basic frelling rule!" She continued to pound away at the wall until Jim tapped her shoulder. "What is it?" She turned around and stared towards where Jim was. "Oh."

Jim nodded. "Oh, indeed. Also, I just remembered. We don't have weapons to kill them permanently." He pointed out into the swarm of Heartless, Nobodies, and other non-sentient incomplete bodies that numbered in the thousands. "I don't think we'll make it through this."

Katrina laughed softly. "Sure we will. Just not as ourselves anymore. I wonder what an anagram of my name is." She and Jim both took fighting stances, preparing for an endurance match that would only end in their deaths.
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After Misty and Cyris left the front room, Prael giggled and stared forward. "It is really fun to mess with those two. I wish they'd hurry up and realize it."

Colt shrugged. "Yeah, well I remember our first meeting taking quite some time before we admitted feelings. Besides, Misty's pretty broken, and Cyris has a mysterious past. I don't see much happening even if..."

"Hey Colt!" the voice came from the PA system. "I've got missile #51375 here, which is actually emptied out. Want to load that into missile pod three for me?" Colt nodded, and began to flick a few necessary switches, giving them plenty of time to get inside the missile before pressing down on the firing button.

"Alright, now we wait for the hail..." Colt frowned as he saw spaceships pouring out from the bottom, sides and top of the base in front of him. "Or not. We're going into combat mode." He sighed as the room darkened, and he attached a small device to his right eye.

Prael sighed and stood up, causing Colt to yelp. "Oh shut up Bryan. We all know I need to swallow my pride and get into the ship properly." She walked over to a small hatch behind Colt's seat and climbed inside with a shiver. After a few moments, an eight foot tube shot out of the hatch, with Prael inside. Her hands were across her chest, and a few panels slid along the bottom of the tube to cover up to her hips. She was also stripped of all her clothing, and sighed softly. "Ugh, this is so embarrassing. Though," She paused and closed her eyes, opening them again to find herself not looking through the cockpit but looking out into space at all the ships, as if she were the ship at the moment, "I can see what Katrina likes about being a Giantess. This is... amazing." She said with a sigh and her face lit up with a reddish blush.

Colt snorted. "Hey! Focus! We've got about 1200 bogeys in front of us. Not as big or scary as that Nuke ship from before, but still pretty harsh."

Prael sighed. "That's not all. One of those big scary Nuke ships is coming up behind us. Well, at least Symphonia will be a good mother to the babies."

Colt laughed. "Yeah, but her elven boyfriend worries me." They both laughed, betraying the absolutely terrified looks on their faces.