The Pulse Sparrows were trapped, the fully chromed out soldiers had them pinned down, a score gone wrong.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS GH?"
"SURE WISH HE WAS HERE!"
"Surround them, leave no one....WTF IS THAT THING!"
-*4 hours earlier*-
The Pulse Sparrows had a new score come up, something big. Cayle had been giddy trying to get them on this deal, knowing it would slingshot him to the top picker in Free City. LQ finally took the job. The job was simple, steal a briefcase of documents that many high profile companies were after. Large risk with even larger reward. The Sparrows readied up, but, they'd left the Ghost behind, as he and Mick made minor improvements to the OPCA.
Nobody knew that the case was being transported by the full-chrome soldiers, nobody knew they existed. They were supposed to be boogeymen, myths told to scare children into behaving, but they weren't.
-*Present Time*-
LQ and the others watched as Mick dropped the Ghost in from his hover car. The Ghost dropped in behind the Chrome soldiers, all of them wondering just what the fuck had landed behind them.
"Five report, what is it?"
"Some kind of metal sculpture....*goes silent as the Ghost picks him up by his neck and legs, ripping him into pieces."
"So...This is what Corporations are spending their money on, cheap knock off super soldiers."
"GH! You're here!" cried Clarity
"LQ, get everyone and that case out of here, leave them to me." stated the Ghost activating his hud.
"Who...THE FUCK...ARE YOU TO CHALLENGE US?" yelled the leading soldier lunging at the Ghost
The Ghost deflects his attacks with ease, "I am a Legend," started the Ghost grabbing the soldier's arms, "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO GET IN MY WAY!" The Ghost tears off hims chrome arms and kicks him aside.
"WHOEVER TOLD YOU THAT ALL OF YOU ARE SPECIAL, LIED. YOU ARE NOTHING IN THE FACE OF TRUE POWER!" yelled the Ghost as he caught a soldier jumping at him. The Ghost promptly slammed her into the floor, leaving a massive crater where she'd once stood.
"I AM THE ENEMY! YOU ARE ALL BENEATH ME! WHO ARE YOU TO CHALLENGE ME?" The Ghost demanded ripping off another soldier's head. The other soldiers not fully chromed out, fled the battlefield, leaving the Ghost to lay waste to those who stayed or were stuck. The mini-chaingun punched holes through their chrome while the flamethrower fired their circuits.
The Ghost as marched away, he crushed the head of their leader, shortly after emergency teams came to try and put them back together. The chrome soldiers were dealt a massive blow and this didn't sit well with their financial backer.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!? SOME ASSHOLE JUST MADE US THE LAUGHING STOCK OF THE CITY!"
The room was silent, only one Chrome soldier had been returned to them, the rest were in pieces, unable to put back together again.
The Ghost made it close to home, by this time it was dark. He leaned against a wall as his mind tweaked out. Even with minimal implants, using everything commanded by his brain was proving to be a challenge. His nose bled as he entered the nest, greeted by the others, only to collapse to the floor, fully unconscious.