Flynn makes another pass near his sword as the monster swings him around. Thanks to Williams the sword is now in reach and Flynn manages to grab it by the handle. Another smash against the wall almost makes him loose the sword again, but he manages to hold on. He grabs the sword in both hands and slashes down, hoping to hit something. His external camera shuts off, being too damaged to keep up, but he can feel soaring through the air without direction. He hits the wall once more, but this time falls to the ground. Apparently the monster let go. Flynn gives his suit the command to partially break up, and the Enites respond immediately as his helmet disappears in a cloud of green nano machines.

His vision returned, Flynn can see a part of the arm of the monster next to him and the monster itself roaring in agony. He gets up and sprints towards the beast as it is distracted by the pain. At the last second he sees the human charging him, but by then it's too late. Flynn glides underneath the monster, holding his sword up and cutting straight to the belly. A second later and he would have landed in the monster his mouth though. He reaches the other side and gets up in one smooth motion, stumbling a bit as he wasn't prepared for the motion that carried over. He looks over his shoulder, seeing the monster letting out some final growls as it finally collapses on the ground. A few seconds later, Flynn follows the monsters example.

Robert watches the monster collapse with an ave in his eyes. He hastly presses a button on his helm. "Oh man I am totally recording this for the guys at home!" He captures as Flynn vuts the beast through and wows in excitement. He runs to Flynn to shake hands, only to see his friend collapse. His face turns frightened and starts to sweat. "Come on buddy dont go out on me!" He runs to Flynn and slaps his face. No response. Flynn's armor is now totally gone and he could see his wounds. Ribs broken for sure. He grabs a pack of field dressing and focuses on treating the baddest of wounds. After he finishes treating Flynn, he sits down next to him and checks camera feed. The hallways are empty and loads of other cameras are busted. But when he reaches the cam that showed the gilr a second ago, his heart skips a beat. The girl is gone and his guards lay in a pool of blood on the floor. "This is bad, this is just sooo bad!" He shakes his head and stands up. "Flynn wake the fuck up! I got impaled by a fucking roof so you better not fuck with me when you had a nano suit!" He slaps Flynn's face twice and shakes him. He sighs as he sees that his friend still lies in coma. Silently he grabs an adrenalin filled injection. "Sorry bud but I really need you right now. Don't balme me when you start crying!" With that he slams the adrenaling right into Flynn's chest

Everything was so pretty here. Much better then that nasty underwater base with scary monster in it. Naaah... Only flowers and sunlight on this plaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-.... "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Flynn jumps up as the adrenaline pumps through his veins, injector still sticking out of his chest. "Who, what, whe-..." He looks down and finally sees the injector in his chest and Williams. He pulls out the injector and winces. "Ugh... Much appreciated mate. Needed that." Flynn sits down on some rubble and grunts. "Broken ribs," Looking at Williams for an answer. "Yeah, thought as much."

He coughs and looks at the beast laying dead on the floor. "Well, I did mighty fine there if I say so myself." Coughing once more he brings up his watch and checks the status of the Enites. "Damn. A lot of Enites got used up by that fight. Gotta refill after this mission. I also don't think I can recreate a complete suit again. But I guess that won't be necessary. Everything fine now... right?" The man looks at Robert with raised eyebrows and a hopeful look.

Willaims looks Flynn with a face that is both happy and sad at the same time. "I am afraid not. You better check the camera feed from the room they kept our target in." He stops and sighs as Flynn checks the video. "What should we do? We don't even know what happened!"

He hangs his head and shakes hit. "Can't look. Can't remake the helmet I think. She isn't there anymore?" He looks back up at Rickard and gets up, a groan escaping from his mouth. "We have to check. She might just be hiding." He looks at his wrist and frowns. "Yeah... I can just recreate a protective suit with the Enites that are left. Nothing fancy, but maybe it'll be enough to support my nearly broken body."

Flynn coughs and pushes a button on the watch. The Enites start pouring out of his backpack and slowly materialize his suit around him, minus the helmet. "That's a bit better I suppose. Still hurts like a beast though. Come on, let's go." Flynn starts to walk towards one of the hallways, notices his leg hurts and begins to hobble to ease the pain.

@Flynn Williams looks around the narrow hallway. It seems the beast haven't touched this place yet. Thats a good sign at least. According to their map they should reach the last known destination of the hostage in a minute. If the map is right that is. William looks back at Flynn who seems to be hopping on his legs. How did this all go so wrong. First the sensors, then the ship, now this huge monster that almost killed both of them. This is just not their day. They pass a bandit who has been shit in the head. Weird. The end of the tunnel is close, and William helps Flynn move. It's a matter of seconds.

The door opens with a hiss and a terrible sight appears before them. A huge massacre took place in the hostage room. It seems like the bandits couldn't agree on a price, or got frightened by the monster, and started to shoot each other. Corpses everywhere, blood splattered all across the bright white walls. This is just too much to bear. William looks away and throws up in a corner. Some blood comes out along with the breakfast.
Not their day indeed.

Flynn grimaces at the sight. "So much for honor among thieves" His eyes glide over the scene, taking in every detail that he can find. The bodies were mostly male, some females between them. The females could have been part of the gang... or slaves. Some were definitely slaves, according to their outfits. However, there was no sight of the hostage. Most likely, one of the bandits survived and took the girl some place safe. Then again, he also said this would have been an easy job, and he had been wrong with saying that.

"Come on mate. Man up. We got to get to the other side of the room." He points at another door that keeps opening and, no fully, closing. A torso blocks the door from fully closing... The two mercs pass through the bloodied room, trying not to slip in the many pools of blood that formed. When they finally reach the door, Flynn halts Williams. "Alright, here is my theory. One or a small group of bandits left. They took the girl and are now trying to leave this hell hole. They are probably jumpy and I'm guessing one of them has a gun pointed at the head of the girl. I don't think we want to scare those guys... Agree?"

@Flynn
With foggy eyes William looks at Flynn. This doesn't make sense. So much bloodshed over a hostage. He used to tolerate all of the murder around him when he was in the marines. He used to be though as nails, his 2 metres of height just adding to the list. He watched his squadmate get torn to shreds by a grenade, and his commanders face turn into a bloody mess, yet he fought on without stopping. There was something about this situation that made him feel so weak. There was SOMETHING here.

When he was in the marines, he never really thought about dying. He was serving the military as the best to run away from his sins. He was emotionless, efficent, and lacked a goal. He was the one who breached the buildings head on, the one to take all the scars and the shrapnel. It was never really a thing for him to become all emotional. Of course until he was dismissed. That felt like a blow to the stomach, right where it hurt. To see his world and self made comfort fall apart, and get thrown out of his work and life. He became a mercenenary and used to be thoughest one around. No one else dared to trifle with him, not at all. Until Flynn came along and changed his mind. Maybe it was Flynn who made him soft over the course of their work. But now here they are, both wounded, on the shittiest and most cock sucking day of their lives, and he is about to cry. He didn't know what was in the air, but he was about to find out, and murder it with all he got.

He took a deep breath, and sweared this cursed place before answering. "Flynn, there is two ways to go about it. I had enough of this shit that's going on, and I am not taking anymore of this hellhole. Either we go in guns blazing and hope that the few million dollars are worth more for them than it is to that cock sucking dad who hired us, and they don't kill the girl, OR we risk our lives for more time in this place and try to get sneaky." He reloaded his gun and checked his belt: 5 more mags and 2 grenades. His Suit was damaged, but the bulletproof plates were mostly intact. He threw a Nanite container to Flynn and continued. "I think you know which way I prefer, but the decision is up to you. But just so you know, whatever you choose I am behind you. Any plan to get us outta here is superb right now." He stopped and looked at Flynn with a stone cold expression of a murderer.

Flynn grabs the container and looks at it. He inserts the tube in an injection slot on his backpack and throws the container away as soon as it's empty. Then he looks back at Williams with a big grin on his face. "I thought you'd never ask." His helmet materializes and his face is, once again, covered. He takes the Falcon from his back and loads in a single bullet.

Some might say Flynn was heartless or at least brain dead. Gore didn't affect him anymore, neither did most shitty situations. True, he hadn't been in the army or anything, and had never really been exposed to real open warfare combat, but it was something with his view of life that made him so calm about most situations. Perhaps it was the way he was raised? Who knew. Definitely not Flynn.

"Right, I'm going to trigger a scan. We will make ourselves known, but at least we know which way they are going." Flynn looks at the closed door in front of them and pushes a button on his helmet. Several beeps can be heard before an echo shoots out of the helmet. Of course, this echo was only visible for Williams and Flynn, for there HUD was synced. Several outlined figures appear a short distance away. One would count about eight, with one figure being smaller then the rest. "Seems we found our friends. Just a couple more rooms."

Flynn kicks open the door and aims down the sight as he quickly scans the room. No hostiles. He beckons Williams to follow.

@Flynn

Dust flying around. Metal screeching. The door gives up and Flynn enters the room. Williams follows behind with sights aimed at the corners, scanning for threats. He frowns and follows Flynn to the next door. At this rate it will be only a few more minutes till shit hits the fan. He stepped aside as Flynn kicked in another door. At first the two parts just bent, but with another well applied kick, they went down loudly. He checked his helmet's feed and turned to Flynn.

"It seems we have movement! Our friends must have noticed it." He screwed the suppressor of his gun and put it away. He turned the gun around and set it to full auto. "Double time!"

They started running through the empty corridor. One more room and then they are there. He lapped Flynn and knocked the door down with his shoulders. The armor plates shivered and the door gave up with a huge screeching sound. It was a long time since he last shoulder butted a door. He rotated his arm, and looked back at the door. He nodded at his work then followed Flynn who already kicked in the last door between them and the hostage.

Flynn immediately raises his gun and aims at the nearest target. He manages to get of one shot before he's forced into cover by returning fire. A control panel is whats keeping him protected for now. A quick peek over the panel reveals a smaller room with little place for cover. On the far side are, what appear to be, escape pods. He counts seven enemies, minus the one whose head is already blown off. No sight of a girl. That complicates things. What if dressed her up as one of them?

A channel between Williams and Flynn crackles to life. "I'm going to draw their fire Williams. Their focus is going to shift 45 degrees to your left. Stand ready." They hadn't seen Williams entering the room yet, so all their attention was on him. With a quick dash he leaves his cover, takes a few shots and almost jumps into the next piece of cover; a couple of lockers in the corner of the room. None of his shots had hit a target unfortunately enough. The same couldn't be said about the bullets from the pirates.

Punching his side, he tries to quell the pain. A bullet ripped through his side, leaving a nasty looking wound. "Another one for the collection." At least their focus was now shifted away from the door opening.

"Roger that!" The comms go silent again, and Williams readies his gun. He stays in the shadow of the corridor until Flynn rushes past to a few lockers. Bullets fly past him and he ducks do dodge a few. The same couldn't be said for Flynn who gets hit.

"Let's ice these motherfuckers!" As the pirate's focus shifts elsewhere Williams begins his attack. The armor crackles and fizzles as the servo motors laumch him forward, straight for the pirates. In a matter of seconds Williams reaches the closest foe, and punches it with superhuman strenght. Where the pirates head once was, is now occupied by a bloody mess. The others are just realising what happened, but one of them instantly gets a bullet in the head, and the other is about to go face-to-face with Williams fist.

Three pirates down only three to go. The others quickly aim at him not to be next ones turned into violet drops. One of them slowly retreats, that legs it for the far right escape pod. It seems like the pod already has one occupant. The girl! Williams shouts into his mic "He is going to escape with the girl! Get him!" Having said that, he quickly ducks behind a terminal, and his armor bounces a few shots.

Hitting his side one more time, he quickly grabs the Railgun on his back and adjusts the scope to CQ. He would only have one quick shot available. There was no time or room for aiming well. With a quick peek around the corner of his cover he assess where the target is heading. With one last inhalation of air he raises the gun to his right eye and swings out of cover.

A massive explosion can be heard, leaving all the participants in the room with a slight ringing in their ears. Where the tang first was, was now just a stream of water pouring in from the outside. It doesn't take long for the wall to heal itself however and the remaining two enemies quickly recover and continue their shooting.

Flynn, so taken aback by the recoil from the gun, slumps back against the wall, gritting his teeth in pain. "I'll never get used to the feeling of that gun." He drops it and picks his smaller gun back up. The shootout between the two groups begins once more.

Williams ducks behind cover and the terminal behind him bounces a few shots. He peeks out the corner, and as he does Flynn fires the Railgun. A huge explosin can be seen and water starts pouring in. The crystal starts healing back, but one of the hostage keepers loses his balance in the stream of water, and falls on his back. Williams takes a few shots but they miss, and he gets behind cover once again, swearing. "It seems this thing is pretty tenacious. I hope you don't mind if I use some explosives."

He looks out the cover, but instantly pulls his head back as bullets come flying towards him. He grabs a grenade from his belt an releases the pin. The blue liquid quickly starts to turn more and more red, as it releases an ever intesifying high pitched sound. Williams cooks the grenade until teh last second, then throws it at the bandits.

With a brilliant flas the room lights up, and his ears start ringing even more than when Flynn shot. As soon as he regains his vision, he sees that the lights have gone out. He must have fried the lamps. Silence falls on the room, and only the rushing of the water can be heard, accompanied by the crackling of the crystal growing back. He opens cooms on his helmet. "Flynn buddy, are you okay?"

A grunt is the first thing you hear. "Yeah, I'm fine. Scan says two targets alive. Seems to be wounded. Other is probably the hostage. I'll be fine, go check on her." Another grunt.

The kickback of the rifle plus the already weakened state Flynn was in probably dislocated or perhaps even shattered shoulder. It wouldn't be the first time that had happened, but it was still a nasty feeling. He always forgot the proper way of holding the rifle, since it was a rather strange grip.

He shakes his head, bringing him to the here and now. He looks around the corner, still seeing two outlined characters still 'standing'. With a quick 'ping' on his HUD, he points Williams the location of the (probably) hostile. "He's down behind that bench over there. Seems to be gripping his chest. Hard to say from just the outline." Flynn coughs and tries to get up, but fails miserably and slumps back down.

Williams shakes his head to remove the effects of the brilliant flash of the grenade. His ears are still ringing, but he can faintly hear the voice of Flynn. He tries to swipe away a few bugs, only to realise that he is seeing them only because of the flash.

His helmet pings and he opens up the HUD. Flynn pinged the location where the hostage is. He sloely stands up, his side still hurting after the accident with the crystal. He puts the gun back on his back, and slowly makes his way to the pirate. He looks over the bench and sees the hostile with a hole in his chest, grunting in pain. "Sorry man. Let me end your suffering" He unholsters his pistol, and sends a bullet through the head of the pirate. "Rest in piece" He sits down on the bench and looks around. This room is weirdly furnished, unlike the others so far. Although not much is left of it, mostly the terminals. The room is filled with the marks of the battle. "Flynn. Can you locate the hostage?"

Flynn hobbles over, leaning on his rifle. He looks around the room and sighs. "You think we can ever finish a fight without breaking half of our surroundings?" He performs another scan with his helmet. It comes up with no vital signs however. "Right, two options... Either we killed her accidentally, or the escape pods are blocking the signal. I'm choosing the latter."

With some awkward hobbling he finally reaches the console that operates the pods. With the push of some buttons and entering of commands, all the pods open at once with a loud hiss. The hatches arch open, revealing in one of the pods one last pirate clutching a gun and holding it to a young woman's head. She obviously cried but is silent now, afraid of the repercussions. As Flynn spots the gun, he quickly grabs his own and aims at the pirate.

A grunted voice speaks, occasionally paused by coughing. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. This pod seems to be busted, but you two are going to let me enter another one without any hassle... or the pretty one here receives some hot lead." He prods the girl with his gun. Flynn snarls at the scene, but lowers his gun. He opens his comms, talking softly to make sure the pirate doesn't hear them. "Got any ideas on how to safe that poor girl?"

William was behind a desk just about the open a pack of cigarettes to celebrate, when he heard the pirate. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. This pod seems to be busted, but you two are going to let me enter another one without any hassle... or the pretty one here receives some hot lead."
He activated his helmet's HUD, thought it seemed that some interference was still present. It must be because they cracked the walls, but if anything it disn't help. He turned back and looked at the scene from behind the furniture. It seemed like the hostile did not notice him yet. He turned his helmet's comms on and whispered. "Ask him if he would let the girl go if we don't kill him. Get me some time! When people keep hostages they might start pointing the guns elsewhere when they are irritated. If I shoot his head, he will pull the trigger, and then we are done for too! " With that said he once again screwed the suppressor on the pistol and sat behind the desk, looking at the action from cover.

Flynn nods almost unnoticeable as he hears William his plan. The pirate notices however. "What are you nodding at?!" Flynn slowly raises his arms and let's his helmet disappear with a quick flick over his wrist computer.

Putting on his most charming smile and looks at the pirate. "Hey, don't worry man. You've won. Real tough and all, holding a gun to an innocent girls head. Tell you what... Let her go without harm, and I won't break all the bones in your body. How does that sound?"

The pirate looks at the side of Flynn, which is still bleeding. He scoffs and stares back at him. "You're no in position to demand anything. I have the feeling you can barely stand." With another prod of the gun, he forces the girl to stand up. The two slowly step out of the pod. Flynn his brain quickly makes some calculations and feigns a sudden movement. The pirate raises his gun at him and shakes his head. "Nonono... I don't think so, clever boy. Take a couple of steps back..."

As soon as the pirate points the gun at Flynn, William sends a bullet flying through the desk, and piercing the pirate's skull at the blink of an eye. The pirate pulls the trigger as the bullet hits, and another bullet is sent flying outwards, and just passes by Flynn's ear. William takes off his helmet and wipes the sweat off from his face. The pirate falls to the ground, and the girl jumps away from the body, still crying in shock. "That was real close" Williams mutters to himself and walks to the girl. He looks at Flynn nad throws him an extra rebreather, and a pack of medgel. Then he looks back into the eyes of teh girl, and grabs her shoulders. "Look, I know you went through hell, but I need you to stay strong for a bit more okay?" The girl sobs, but nods as he looks at him. "Good. Now do as I tell you." He hands a rebreather to the girl. "Put this on and follow us to our rides. Take slow and deep breaths so you can pressuries your blood. You are going to come with me on my tame, and we'll be up on the surface no time!" The girl stops crying and looks at Flynn who is putting away his weapons, and fits the rebreather on his head. She looks back to Williams and then she puts on the rebreather too. "Good girl." Williams smiles, and the pulls his rebreather on his face, and turns on the comms. "Flynn guide me to the next airlock!"