(Cyrus' POV)
I'm getting the appropriate gear on. I had on a protective body vest. Its like a bullet-proof vest, except it covers more. It had a huge knife in the holster of the left side. I was armed to the teeth: Two Magnums, an AK-47 on a strap, two automatic shotguns, and a few grenades for the heck of it. Gabriel was wearing the same thing, except that there were slits in the back of his armor for his wings. He was carrying a simple rifle. Omega and Zero were the same, except no guns required for them. I find my situation funny in a way. I was created to be the ultimate soldier. Let's see if they succeeded.
On the other Chopper.......
"So, Kenny. What makes you think that we'll be any good on this mission?" That was Avery. She was the 'leader' of this impossible group. She can create miniature tornadoes. The two to the left of her were Sparky and Burnout, going at each other's throats, again. Sparky was a smart kid, he liked technical stuff, which is not very surprising since he can generate massive amounts of Electricity. Burnout loves to fight, loves anything to do with fighting. She can generate heat and form fire in her hands. Mira was sitting beside me and waiting for me to answer. She still couldn't believe I talked her into this. "You all have abilities that could be proven useful." Bubbles was sitting next to us. "Really?" She said. She can create bubbles from this 'mystic' bubble wand. The bubbles can swallow anything they touch into them, and she controls how dense they can be, as well as when they pop. Clay was the only quiet one. He doesn't really play well with others. He can turn into a rock monster. "Uh, yeah. Trust me, ounce we complete this mission, we'll be welcomed back as true Heroes." And I'll get a scolding from Dexter, and I'll get a kiss from Jessie. I'd say that's worth it.
Besides, taking down a big metal monster can't be that hard, could it?
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