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Bioweapon Choas Chapter 7: The Definition of Copy Cat
Times Square 'Copy', June 14th 20011, 8:12 PM...

The scene was dark, helicopters were everywhere. Men had blocked off Times Sqaure entirely, and were trying to hold of crowds of people wanting to get in. All were thankful though, that GH's new monstrosities hadn't gotten loose. "Oh good, we're not too late..." Rick stated, as they walked out of the helicopter. "Yea, that's almost too perfect." Grant replied. Their faces were unseen, covered by black helmets. In fact, all of the armor and gear was black. The gun's were as well. "So, are we some kind of stealth team? And why this mission!? We haven't even had any training!" Jay said, this wasn't his usual routine. Nothing was usual around here anyways. A man saluted the team in the front of the building, and as always, Rick asked the first question. "What's the situation here?" He asked, looking at the man. "The whole building's crawling with em', we can't get to the top level and place the bomb yet. You guys are here to do that." Rick looked around, and then back at him. "Where's the bomb?", "One of our guys dropped it on the top level. It's not activated, and it needs to be placed in the Generator room. Be careful, there's s**t in there that none of us have seen before, even the security droids are corrupt." Rick nodded and sighed. "We'll be as careful as we can. Come on guys." He waved his gun and turned on the flash light, entering the building with his team, and thirty other SC Marines. There were bodies all over the place, blood splattered across windows, it was a horror movie all over. They would soon learn, why they were called Copy Cats.





 
 
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