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== Chapter 1 ==
Batleon0 stared at the dead assassin, blood dripping from her wound on her leg, he gripped his pistol waiting for her to rise. Slowly the corpse stiffled upwards, gorgeous blue eyes now replaced by fully whight ones. Bat turned the safety off and aimed at her chest, 1 shot, 2 shots, 3 shots, she was now on the cold stone floor below his apartment in the Newcombe towers.

He walked down the 3 story stairs to the main entrance, a short coloured man was guarding the door "Justin Batleon" He said to the guard, "go through", Batleon walked out to the street, "who the hell is trying to kill me" he said to himself as he shot the woman in the forehead "me". Bat twistled around and stared at the tall man, he glanced at the logo on his black jacket... Profile Police!

== Chapter 2, ==

Johnny Naylz and Sgt. Redfield had been staying in room 464 as they needed some rest before heading to there base, then they heard gunshots, Redfield looked off the balcony, a nice looking girl had just been shot out of a room, "Naylz wake up! we have a Pker".

The pair ran down the stairs to the main entrance, there was Rodney, the doorman "let us through Rodney" said Naylz, before blasting through the door, and there he was, a scared looking man about to get shot!, Redfield pulled out his Silverballer pistol and shot aimlessly at the attacker.

The Profile Police member dropped his shotgun and died there on the street, Johnny dragged Batleon in while Redfield had a look at the attacker, Profile Police Member.

Johnny dragged Bat into the the towers, and into the Managers office, which was now a interrogation room, "Who the f*** are you!" Batleon screamed "Hey calm down, the name's Johnny im just a survivor" Naylz tried to calm the man down, Batleon then focused on Naylz "my name is Justin, Justin Batleon" Redfield came in the room, he had a Profile Police logo in his hand "Dont worry kid, he was just a Pker" Redfield looked up at Bat as he said his words, suddenly a loud exploision shocked the 3 men "can you use a gun" Johnny shouted to Bat "yes" "REdfield pass him on of you Ballers, this is gonna be a shootout!"

== Chapter 3 ==

Batleon took position behind the front desk, Redfield and Naylz took position on 2 large pillars near the door. Then they came, 4 Hummers came speeding round the corner and stopped, people in black jackets came spewing out, "Sh*t there's to many of them!" Naylz shouted to Redfield "I know, everyone up the stairs!". The three ran up the stairs "head to the roof!" Batleon shouted. Batloen shot the door open as they got there "weres an exit!" an exhausted Redfield shouted, "look!" shouted Naylz, the three saw the next building "I must be crazy!" batleon ran off the edge of the building and rolled over on the next building "cmon!" he moaned.

The pair jumped aswell, then they sighted the fire escape "run!", they shooted down the fire escape and onto the street "finally, and we did all that for this wacko!" Redfield moaned "no, you did it cause you had to, now cmon let's get back to base."

The three headed around the block into their hideout, Combateer was there waiting for them "were you been, Requiem's been looking all over for you guys, and who's the scientist!" Combateer shouted to the group "he's a survivor, and seems we saved his ass he's working for us now" Redfield replied "What! im a scientist not a fighter!" Batleon shouted to Redfield "were the Phoenix division, we accept scientists aswell" Combateer mumbled to Batleon "hmm you give rooms?" batleon said "yes, we have 100 rooms, and an amoury in our hideout" Naylz squatted in "Ok what do i have to do?" Batleon said "fill in this form" Combateer walked to his front desk and pulled out a brown envelope "your room is... no.12"


== Chapter 4 ==

Batleon walked up to his room and and pushed the door open, it was probaly a office before PDEOU got there hands on it, The desk had a small mattress and a cover on it, there was a locker for weapons and a small desk with some pen & paper on it, simple.