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Cameron looked at Anthony as he approached. "Oh no." he said, drawing the Kimber 1911 he'd taken from the cop and pointing it at him.
"You almost got us killed. We have no way of trusting you." he stated, keeping the gun trained on him. In his reckless attempt to flee the apartment, he'd left the gun loaded and with the safety off, so he didn't have to do anything now if he wanted to shoot Anthony.
"I mean, come on. You expect us to suddenly say "Hey, that's a great idea, let's all go and kill Hessler together!", because it won't work that way. No, until you prove to us you're not going to draw a concealed pistol and shoot me in the back, I'm going to be the one behind you with a pistol at YOUR back." he stated, keeping it levelled rock steady at Anthony.
"I don't know who this Hessler is, due to me being out of the loop for a good few days, but I can tell he's done something wrong. But you, I know what you've done, and tried to do. Trust me when I say none of us have an inkling in trust in you anymore." he continued.

Asuka ducked behind the car, bullets whizzing passed ahead. The Ranger's had opened the door to the Parliament building, and began peppering the force outside with an excessive amount of force. Two Officers lay dead, shot by the overwhelming power of the enemy.
"This is bad," Asuka mumbled. "The CPF does not have nearly as much trained operatives as the Rangers."
Captain Trudeau nodded, after emptying a clip on the Rangers, his brow drenched with sweat.

"We do not have the men nor the skills necessary to deal with the Rangers. The riots and various other disasters had spread us out too thin." Trudeau agreed sadly.
Asuka nodded, his face grim. Popping up he shot a few rounds into the enemy before returning to the safety behind Trudeau's cruiser.

"We need something to give us the edge. Something they do not expect us to have...Do we have any more helicopters?"

Trudeau shook his head, "No. None able to be used at any rate. They were all destroyed in earlier conflicts with the Rangers. Who would've expected Hessler to pull off something like this?"
"How about heavy weaponry or explosives?" Asuka questioned. Trudeau's face changed, as if pondering. Then his face brightened, as if he recalled something.
"I think we still have some ballistic rocket launchers left. Follow me." Trudea jumped up, emptying a few rounds before sprinting towards an armored SUV father from the conflict. Asuka did the same, though firing a bit longer to provide some cover for Trudeau. Trudeau made it to the car, yank the back door opened and shouted for Asuka to get inside. He did so.

Once both were inside, Trudeau promptly found the launcher and a few tubes of rockets. Trudeau slung the launcher on his shoulder, stepped out of the car, and took a kneeling position out of sight from any Rangers. Asuka followed, carrying a case containing two rockets.
"Let's hope this works," Trudeau prayed, taking aim at the entrance of the Parliament.
Asuka nodded. This could end up being horrendously bad, or just the break they needed. Asuka loaded the rocket into the launcher, and gave a pat on Trudeau's shoulder; signaling the O.K. to fire. He did.

A ballistic missile could be seen roaring from one end of the street and into the doorway of the Parliament building. Seconds later, a second one followed. The resulting explosion could be heard for blocks around. Thus began the CPF's counterattack.

[I'm going to fast forward this a bit, this is starting to get redundant]

Roman arrived on a rooftop nearby the Parliament building, it was only a few hundred feet away from where he was standing. The CPF forces were slowly inching their way up the staircase, but it was evident that the CPF had lost too many men, slowly dwindling while the Rangers remained ever vigilant. In terms of fighting strength, the Rangers were greatly outnumbered, but were heavily armed -- each of their soldiers had twice as much weaponry available. Hessler had done a good job preparing for the battle, but it is now inevitable that the CPF would take back the Parliament building. Landing on ground level, Roman presented his I.D. to the Ranger barricade, "I'm with the runner division, we were called back immediately to report to Hessler."
The Ranger looked at Roman and Cam not trusting Roman's words, but immediately recognizing Quicksilver, who had tagged along, "Yes, Hessler's been waiting for you." The barricade opened up, and they side entrance of the Parliament building was within a mere stretch of land.

"It seems our guest has arrived," Hessler watched through the CCTV monitors set up in the conjugation room. This room was used by the city leaders and had complete control over the city's security from the center table. "He's brought some friends along too!" Hessler joked, "I must prepare at once! Bring the tea!" He clapped his hands, causing the room to be emptied, the armed guards were unsure of Hessler's decision, but eventually obeyed orders. "It'd be no fun if there were prying eyes to be watching the dinner party."

Cam landed next to Roman, still behind Anthony. He had kept his eye on the man the whole time, and his gun out, ready to fire.
He followed Roman to the barricade, lowering his pistol and appearing to be someone who belonged here.
"I'm just a recruit. Hell of a first job, isn't it? Lost my ID on the way here...must have fallen out when I drew my gun." he said with a sheepish grin. They must have believed him, because they didn't arrest him. He kept the pistol low, but drawn, just in case he needed to defend himself or kill Anthony.

Jon watche from afar as Monet dropped her sister off, looking arond as she was inside, making sure that they wern't being watched. Sitting for a second, Jon was suprised to hear a crackling over his radio, he looked down at the thing and saw that it was dangling from the wire attacthing itself to his clothes and it was broken, smashed beyond repair. Pulling th headset free from the radio itself, Jon turned the radio off and pulled out his mobile. Realising he was about to commit one of the biggest no-nos in the traceur handbook, he also removed the back of the phone, so he could pull out the sim card as soon as the call was finished. Dailing Tray's number, Jon was puzzled when it rang through to the answering machine, so he tried again without leaving a message and was confused when he got the same result. Angrily, Jon hung up, knowing something was wrong. Tray never left the phone to ring, he always had it on him. Even in the shower he had the phone nearby. seeing that Monet had come out of her house, Jon followed her, catching up as soon as he could. Looking at her, he caught her glimpsing back at him and he smiled before pulling alongside her and asking, " Have you heard anything from Tray recently? my radio headset is mashed, it must have come lose back at the safe house."
Looking at Monet, he could see that she was more at ease around him now, even though they had only been friends for a few short hours... She semed glad to have her sister home, and he could see it in the way she ran, no longer did she seem to have an akward tiffness about her, she seemed more fluid now, but Jon couldn't pinpoint why...

Anthony followed Roman with the gun in his hand. He had picked it up before they had started moving again, but left it unloaded so they wouldn't shoot him for having it. Now, Anthony loaded the weapon, but held it by the muzzle so they wouldn't shoot him. When he chacked to make sure the actual Rangers weren't listening he said, "Roman, Cameron, be careful when we get to Hessler. He has something major against Roman so you two might be shot by his personal guards. If he takes you prisoner, I'll do everything in my power to get you guys out of the building before he decides to kill anyone." he said. Anthony looked at Cameron and back to Roman, "I may be a CPF officer, but I'm not heartless." he shut up as they entered the building to avoid unwanted bullets and walked with the traceurs farther inside.

((Sorry, I don't have time good post, I'm logging on from the library every day and I'm only online for like 10 min.))