Bullets did nothing to him. The few that did pierce through did little to affect him. He took a few steps towards the firing Jade and tossed her aside like a doll into the wall beside him. Monk could hear obvious bones cracking and muscles ripping when she hit the wall and slumped down on it. Her eyes were still open as the mountain moved to finish what it had started. The green that used to be in her eyes was dead, her viewing tools looking up to see the behemoth walking towards her. "It seems like he couldn't finish off a girl like you... I guess I will have to."

"No!" Monk Raced over and kicked over the assassin, falling to the ground causing it to shake just a bit. He stayed down for a second as Monk knelt to her. "Jade... Please..." but she was already gone. She wasn't dead, but it was obvious whatever pain she did have took her over. Monk dropped his head and took a few short breaths as he could feel the mountain move towards him. "I... win..."

The fist fighter stood up slowly, his back still to Akio. "You win?" He laughed slightly. "You win!?" The laughing got louder. "YOU WIN!?" The laughing turned almost evil. "You are not even close. You still have to get through me!"

"I have! You are almost down for the count."

The fighter turned around, his hair now in his face, hiding his eyes. "You still have to get through me." His voice had turned raspy, dark. His head slowly lifted itself, the brown eyes now with a tint of red in them. "You now have the honor of fighting me... Myth."

It was obvious that Akio was fearful, taking a step back. "M... Myth?"

Myth took a step foward, a grin on his face, "Yes... Monk IS down for the count, so I figured I would take over for just a while." The Hapikido took form, Myth now swaying back and forth, taunting the bigger man with his hands, urging him to step foward and attack. Akio took that taunt and charged foward, fist at the ready tossing it towards Myth's face.

However the connection was not meant to be as he took a simple side step and tripped the mass of flesh to the ground with his foot, almost losing the entire leg in the process, but the fact of the matter remained, he was down. He shook his head, "This is the First Order? This is pathetic..."

"Shut up!!" He got up in a flash and tossed another fist towards Myth. It took nothing to catch it with one hand, a smile still on his face.

"That it?" He tossed the little rag doll again to the ground over his shoulder. "I've had enough..." He walked over to the downed man and punched him in the rib, bones shattering and muscles ripping again, too much damage to be repaired, even if the augs were at full strength, which they weren't. His flesh shrank as the program wore off, a quivering mass of blood and body now lay in its place. "Now... to finish you."

No... let me.

Myth looked to the side, but smiled. "All right... I hope I didn't mess up too bad." His head dropped and eyes closed.

"No... you didn't." Monk's head now picked up, his brown eyes opening. He walked over to Akio and knelt next to him, seeing that the blood around his heda was being mixed with tears.

"What have I done...?" He shivered. "I am so cold... I want to go home... I so scared." His crying became uncontrollable. He turned around, his chest covered in blood. He cowered in fear at the sight of the other fighter, "Please! I concede!"

Monk put a hand on his shoulder, "Sh... it's ok. We no longer have to fight."

"Monk... I'm so sorry. I never hated you. I never meant to hurt you... I'm so sorry!"

Monk looked down, a smile playing on his face. "You know... this is the first time I've won?" Akio sniffed. "Don't you remember all those night time spars we had? You would always win. God that bugged me more than you could believe. I would get so close..." He took a breath, fighting back a tear. "I would get... so close... but then you would figure out a way to put me on the mat."

The quivering man sniffed, then gave a single chuckle. "I do... I do remember. I used to beat you everytime. But..." He coughed up blood. "But this time you win... and you get to take my life."

Monk shook his head. "No... I do not get to take your life. He wants it..."

"Mastermind?"

Again with a shake of the head. "No... God."

"I cannot be forgiven."

"He already has..."

A tear dropped from Akio's eye, right behind a tear of blood. "I see him... Master... I see you! I'm coming! Please... take good... care... of me..." He voice trailed off. then his body settled to the ground. His soul departing.

Monk dropped his head and placed a weak hand in front of it. "Please take this broken soul. He meant no harm." That's when reality hit him across the face. "Harm! Jade!!" He rushed over to her side and picked up her hand. "Jade... please, do not die on me. Do not die!!" He tapped his head to get Wolf, but found it destroyed. There was no way to get contact to the outside world. Using all the strength he could muster he put his arms under Jade and lifted, only to faulter and drop his head.

He stayed like that for a few seconds, until in a swift motion he picked up the limp body and took her out of the room and to the plane, seacret servicemen cleaning up the rest of the place. He placed the body gently on a cot there and strapped her in, then stepped to the cockpit when he hit the transmitter. "Wolf? Can you hear me? It's Myth..."

Jade opened her eyes slowly, he body wracked with pain. Her vision blurry she could make out the fuzzy outline of the plane. She attempted to talk, but no noise came out, she attempted to move, but her body would not respond. So this is what it feels like to get beaten within an inch of my life, this is not good. I'm only the biggest idiot in the world right now, what was I thinking? She shifted her focus to the cockpit where she saw Monk trying to contact Wolf. "Wolf? Can you hear me? It's Myth..." Myth? What's going on here? She took a sharp breath in that caused her to cough up some blood, but cleared her throat enough to let out a quiet "Monk?"

Wolf and Kaitlin had said goodbye to Wraith and Scrya and had just left the hospital, when Wolf's CODEC rang.

"Wolf, can you hear me, it's Myth..."

Wolf slammed on the brakes to the Trans-Am with enough force to throw him and Kaitiln through the windshield, had they not been buckled up.

His initial instict was to disconnect the call, but then he remembered the fight Monk had had with himself and...himself...and how it seemed like Myth had somehow become...well...good.

Plus he didn't sound like he was calling me out...there seems to be a little bit of...distress?

Wolf hit a switch so that his CODEC calls would be broadcast through the car's interior speakers, and then he responded. "Wolf here...what is it?"

Myth hadn't heard Jade behind him. "Wolf? Yes, it's Myth and we have wounded here. Jade took a lot of damage, and Monk is worn out from his battle. I took over and got the two to the plane. Now heading for LA. Any advisements I should know about?"

I guess it's not a proper fight against the First Order unless someone almost dies. Wolf thought as he listened to the reply.

"There isn't really much that affects what you're doing, Myth. All that you might need to know right now is that Wraith is in the hospital from a gunshot wound, Devin and Angel are both hospitalized, Angel's in a coma too last time I checked, and you're also the last team to report in. As of right now, the mission is complete. Kaitiln and I are getting our belongings from Chicago and heading to LA, but by all means head there right now. The...three of you have my best wishes; godspeed, Wolf out."

Wolf disconnected and drove the car back towards the Phantom.

"I never thought I'd see the day when Myth did a full reversal on everything he used to be. I guess Monk really did conquer his internal evils after all."

"It takes different strokes to move the world." Kaitlin said as they boarded the jet.

"I guess you're right," Wolf responded with a grin as they took off and headed for Chicago.

Monk hadn't heard her, he was too busy with Wolf on the CODEC. Jade closed her eyes and tried to survey the damage she had taken. Well other than the metal in my shoulder there are broken ribs, severed muscles and at least a tibula fracture, maybe even shattered... She winced as she tried to move her leg, but to no avail. Ok, it's shattered... Swallowing, she produced a louder "Monk?" this time.

Myth turned his head to the fallen girl and walked to the back of the plane. Sitting next to her, he had the plane do all the rest of the work. Taking off, flying, everything. He looked down at her, trying his best to have calm fetures, but being Myth, it was harder than being Monk. He swept his hair back and looked down at her with quivering eyes, being shared by Myth and Monk.

"Jade? Uh..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm not Monk... but I do have his features. Maybe you could just look at me and be relaxed?" He did his best to put on a smile, still holding on to her hand.

"I didn't think you were, Myth. I heard you talking to Wolf on the CODEC." She took another deep breath and winced. "I'm assuming that we won then, which means I didn't get beat down for nothing. If Monk can hear me, then I'm sorry for this. I put him and you in jeopardy because I was stupid and thought I could help. I'm sorry..." Her eyes then rolled up in the back of her head and she passed out.

His face melted until a soft expression was shown. His eyes still had a red tint, but Monk heard everything, and had now resided back into his mind. Myth was now all alone. He took a breath, leaned in and kissed Jade lightly on the forehead. "Uh... I think that's what one does to a fallen loved one. I think... I'm sorry if it's not but..." Monk stirred and told him to stop talking and just hold her hand. Myth nodded and watched her, something welling inside of him. "She really is... beautiful..."

A combination of drugs, nanites, and surgery had gotten Angel's condition to a wonderful point.

When his eyes fluttered open, all he got was blinding pain and no blood.

The Agent at the edge of the bed suddenly looked up. Angel groaned.

He tried to say "Where's my codec" but it only came out as a wheeze. The agent got the idea however and handed it to him.

Angel's first message was to Wolf. Primarily, it said "I feel like hell, can't feel my legs, if the president whines at the next UN conference please hit him."

The second was him updating his will. The third was to Devin thanking him for saving his life.

Then he blanked out and slipped back into a second coma. It would be considered oddly comical if it weren't for the fact he could die from it.