[i]"Hold up there, kid. We already have a lock on an old friend... That's the second reason Omicron is here... We are planning a rescue mission."[/i] [i]"Won't be easy... Got five locks. Panzer, Creed, Salem, Mourne, and Wraith all in one central place. And Silence and Judge do poorly against Mourne and Salem. It's walking in there with four guys and two loonies hoping not to die."[/i] [b]Damien narrowed his eyes and Rook's grip on the steering wheel tightened. Jasper and Damien had once had families... Both shattered and taken... Both men left to their own crippling insanity. Damien had drunk his away until his mind was pickled... The once genius torn away and replaced with a smart madman. Jasper had turned bitter and hostile, his manic depression isolating him and turning him into a very... Very unnerving sociopath. Not to mention, both had never recovered from exposure to Cillosine... A dream state hallucinogenic that kept victims from ever 'waking up'. Both Jasper and Damien had to struggle through every day just hoping they weren't still in dreams.[/b] [i]"Listen, Ian... We are going on a suicide mission deep into uncharted territory... I've never tried to do wrong to you before... Excluding the pepper spray... But it'd be best if we could find you a way home very soon."[/i]