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[Thugren]

As the tank opened , the labs air was frigid on the woman's skin

Naked, confused and enraged

She barely recognized that the scientists where coming closer

Snarling, she moved in a blur , grabbing a scalpel from the table ah launches at the nearest scientist, the blade slicing cleanly as se cut the jugular vein and continue moving

Always moving, the mission first.. If she didn't get the mission done her lord would die, it had to be ended... The mission demanded it

Cold, frigid air filled her lungs as the woman runs into the armory, slamming the door closed

There it was, her body suit, on it's shoulder the iron eagle rested

A grin spread acros her lips as she slips the suit onabd it began to power up

Banging and crashing can be heard at the door as the ho siht facility staff try to get through the door, but they wouldn't find her, no one ever did

As the door blasted open and the squads fan out, the room was empty

Smirking as her suit camouflaged her she could almost hear the old song

Ring around the rosie... A pocket full of posies ashes ashes we all fall down

As she walked unseen down the hall , red death grinned as the canister grenade she left in the room went off, filling the room with a thick smog

The smell of dissolving flesh fills the air and within seconds nothing is left in the room but bleached bone