Trent sat at the table, looking over the papers.  Everyone was there.  
Dermail.  Sasaki.  Weber…
     *Soon…soon I’ll bring down Umbrella…soon I’ll get my revenge…*
     “Sasaki, I need you to help protect a few of our transports…” Weber 
said, passing a folder to Sasaki, leader of the Rocket Gang.
     “Yes Weber…”
     “Dermail, we need the new Gundams.  When will they be finished?”
     “Within the week, Weber,” Dermail answered.
     “Trent, you sent the S.W.A.T. team after M2HK18?”
     “Yes, they should be engaging him shortly.”  Trent put the papers down 
and looked up.  “Sir, and what are we going to do about the ex-S.T.A.R.S.?”
     “I’ve taken care of that, you needn’t worry.”

     The one the doctor called Ranma had left, something about needing to 
buy some Shampoo or along that lines.  Scyther had a bullet taken out of his 
right arm, and she had one taken out of her chest on the left side.  It had 
almost hit her heart.  The two of them were bandaged up now and trying to 
explain what had happened.
     *DAN!*
     She didn’t know what it was, but she felt he was in trouble.  She 
needed to go help.
     “Doctor, I thank you for all your help, but I must be going…” she said 
standing up and running to the door.  “Hurry up Scyther!”
     *I’m coming!*
     “Bye!” doctor Tofu said as she run out the door.

     “Radar says he’s over that way!” the commander said, pointing down the 
road.  “Ready your weapons!”