"Where is that backup?!" asked a man clad in black armor trimmed with yellow, he is Agent Washington, one of the last living Freelancers. Project Freelancer was a research program set up to study skilled agents with experimental A.I.

"I-I don't know! They should be here in a few minutes!" shouted Felix, a man clad in black and orange armor with a painted skull. He sent a few shots from his DMR.

"We don't have a few minutes!" responded Washington.

"If we don't get Freckles online, we won't stay a chance!" he shouted. Freckles is a Mantis-class military assault droid that was activated by Caboose, who later took him as a pet.

"Ugh, such bullshit!" shouted Tucker, a man clad in a cyan armor, he was listening to their bickering the whole time. He ran off towards the Red base.

"Hey, where are you going?!" shouted a man in an orange armor, his name is Grif.

"Tucker!" shouted Agent Washington.

Tucker ran through a bridge which was under fire from the enemy, shot off two of them who were hiding behind a small cover, and did a somersault over a bunch of mines and an enemy wielding a heavy machine gun. He turned one hundred eighty degrees in mid-air and landed on his knees, and shot at the mines, causing his enemy to fly away, dead.

He ran straight to the Red base, took out his energy sword, which was bound to him, and stabbed an enemy while shouting

"Swish!"

He ran to the computer and stabbed at it while shouting

"Fuck you, Basebook!"

"He did it, we're getting power!" shouted Simmons, a soldier in red armor.

"Charging" said Freckles in his robotic voice, while turning on.

"Freeze!" shouted an enemy, coming up from behind.

"Oh crap."

BANG!

"Tucker!" shouted Simmons.

"Oh no!" shouted Grif.

"NO!!" shouted Agent Washington.

"That's fucking it! They're all dead!" shouted Felix, while sprinting towards the Red base.

He ran in and shot the enemy, and ran to Tucker and crouched beside him.

"Don't go away! Please!" he pleaded him.

"D-don't worry man, living like this we were already dead." said Tucker, before passing away.

"That's what happens when you defy the Federal Army, you disease." said a voice out of nowhere.

There was a shimmer in the air.

Enough for a furious, proffesional mercenary to notice this, he grapped the shimmer by the neck and threw him at the wall.

What came out was terrifying, a man in a black armor with olive green trims, with absolutely no visor.

"Felix!" shouted Agent Washington, running in. Then he saw the man.

"Locus!" they both shouted, running to him and cornering.

"You're dead!" shouted Felix, grabbing him by the neck, Agent Washington took out his pistol and simply shot him five times in the head, the first two breaking the armor, and the other three going clean in.

"Tucker!" shouted Washington.

"It's too late, I'm sorry..." said Felix, in a sad tone.

Violets are Blue,

Roses are Red,

Living like this we were already dead~ Next Chapter: ...knows... (Tucker Act 2 of 3) Estimated time remaining: 10 Minutes