"June 15th..."
It was a warm night in Millennia city, a silver car had pulled up to the apartment complex of a young Axle Niebo. He rushed to get in the car. "Oh man, I'm sorry that I had you guys wait so long, I had to work over time because Tim was sick and..." He was interrupted my what looked like a mustached older version of him, "It's alright, son." He says gruffly with a chuckle. "Hi, Axle." A dark haired woman said in the passenger seat, "Hi, Janet." Axle said to his Step-Mom. "You'd be surprised at how many restaurants are open at midnight that aren't bars." Janet laughs. Then suddenly as if time slowed, his dad turned to him, "Axle," His father says, Axle looks at himself he was his partial robot self, they were now in a pure white room, "Hello, Son." He says, "D... Dad?" Axle says tears welling up in his eyes. "Son... Remember, You are your own man." They were back in the car, they were about to cross an intersection but a semi tuck with a gas tank attached to it comes closer, and closer, and closer, and close... His alarm goes off.
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He awake tears down his face. "That... That dream." He says quietly. This isn't the first time he had this dream, it's been happening every day for a year. He gets out of his bed. He turns off his alarm, 'time for the first mission' he thinks. He stands wipes the sleep and tears from his face. He leaves his room, he notices a trail of frost, 'well... I guess I'll go this way.' He thinks following the frost to the intended room. When he enters the room, he doesn't really recognized any of them, other then Sam. One thing he did notice was frost bites suit. He nods to Sam making sure she sees him. He then stands next to Frostbite, "That suit, is..." He snaps his fingers trying to remember, "Dr. Cold, right?" He says remembering see something about her in Epsilon archives.
