Neon Cogs [Cyberpunk 2077/Warhammer 40k Arasaka SI]

Act 2 Chapter 3

SirBearington

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Act 2 Chapter 3

Rebecca didn't waste any time as she reached for the guns hidden in her jacket and whipped them out. With a small laspistol in one hand and her black gun on the other, she had all the firepower she needed for this fight. Loud cracks filled the air with the barking of guns as lead was answered by laser fire. She fired blindly, raining suppressing fire as Sombra pulled out her own weapon.

"Fuck! We'll be breathing through new holes if we don't get out of here!" Sombra shouted as she fired her gun all the while sending out quick hacks that had the guns of those firing at them exploding in their faces.

She responded by pouring everything she had into the fire surrounding them. The blaze roared into a raging inferno, making their assailants rear back and giving them time as it spread outwards. Before she could even speak, however, a body was pushed into the wall of fire; opening it for just the briefest of moments as a certain snow haired netrunner came jumping in.

"Sombra!" She shouted in warning, but Lucy was terrifyingly quick with her wire. Sombra screamed as the glowing monofilament wire wrapped around the latina's hand and gun before it squeezed. Chunks of flesh and metal came flying everywhere as Rebecca's former comrade turned on them.

"Lucy you bitch!" She screamed in anger as she placed herself between the bleeding Valentina who was desperately trying to stem the bleeding and opened fire at her former friend only for the girl to dodge her shot with ease. At least the shooting had stopped now she was there inside the ring of fire with them.

"You shouldn't throw rocks when you live in a glass house Bee," Lucy taunted as she circled around them, her monofilament wire lashing around creating deep gouges on the floor.

Rebecca was not having any of her quips right at that moment as she decided to respond with the most effective language known to man, violence. As soon as she saw Lucy about to pass by the window overlooking the street, that was when she knew when to strike. She raised her black gun at the girl's face, making the traitor's eyes widen in fear. The baleful green glow of her gun was all the warning they'll ever have as she opened fire and those before her ceased to exist. The furniture, the goons, their guns and even the very fire of the warp itself seemed to flicker out in the direction of the blast.

Lucy managed to dodge as the woman threw herself to the side and right at the warp fire itself. As much as she wanted to make sure that the woman was dead, she had a girl bleeding out and there were more hostiles flooding into the room. She had to make her escape now else she'd be surrounded and gunned down.

Taking advantage of the momentary surprise her attack caused, she grabbed Sombra, tossing the surprisingly light girl over her shoulder, before she made a mad dash to the gaping hole where a wall once stood. Without a moment of hesitation she jumped out of the street and landed atop a car's roof.

Rebecca grit her teeth at the impact, but she managed to pull herself up on the crumpled roof as she ran for her care with a slight limp to herself, "Note to self, car roofs aren't made of fabric anymore!" She hissed before she winced as she felt bullets whiz by her.

She could hear the frantic shouts of Faraday, but she was far too much in pain to focus on it. Her mission was a bust so the best course of action was to just run. To stay and fight was just a fool's errand even if she could do it. She forced herself to move, zigzagging through the streets until she got to their car.

Tossing the uncomfortably cold and pale Sombra on the driver's seat, she jumped in the car and booked it out of there. Slamming her foot on the pedal, she drove as fast and hard as she could through the narrow and winding road.

Turning to her companion, she ordered her frantically, "Sombra, I need you to give me your stump, now!" There was little time to lose after she took such a grievous wound. She only noticed now just how soaked her outfit was with blood now that they weren't being actively fired at. The only silver lining she had was that monofilament wires always cut cleanly.

With some hesitation, the girl held up the stump that used to be her right hand. She winced as Rebecca grabbed on to it before she pulled on the warp. It was dangerous, and she was untrained, but she had almost no other options. The woman screamed out through gritted teeth as flesh and bones warped, but in the end all that was left was a mangled looking but no longer bleeding stump.

"Oh don't be such a baby, at least I didn't cauterize it," Rebecca joked as pulled back before reaching down for the glovebox where she was sure she kept some MaxDoc. The sigh of relief from the girl as she took a shot of the almost miraculous concoction of painkillers and whatever else was in there gave her enough peace of mind to focus on the road. The highway was just up ahead and if they were lucky, they wouldn't be chased down.

"I would have shot you if you did," Sombra groaned out as she slumped against her seat. She still looked pale but blood no longer pooled down on the floor of the car.

She was about to snark back when she saw the headbeams of a car reflected upon her rear view mirror. Her eyes widened as she saw Lucy on the passenger seat but her attention was soon called to another as the roof of the car behind them popped up as a heavily muscle goon peered out with a light machine gun in hand, "Duck!" She shouted in warning as she pulled the girl down for cover.

Glass rained down on them while bullets whizzed past over head. Looking back up, she could only curse out as she saw the veritable convoy chasing after them. They were hot on their heels, heavily armed goons with assault rifles and shotguns peering out of the windows of their cars and they were just peppering their car with gunfire.

Her car was a workhorse, but even it had its limits when it came to being fired at. She was starting to regret her choice of vehicle but it was far too late for that. She needed to deal with this before they popped a tire or pierced a fuel line.

Making a sharp turn as they reached the highway and joined the outgoing traffic, she pulled Sombra over to her seat. "Sombra grab the wheel!" She barked out before she clambered over to the back. The girl might have only one hand but that was plenty enough when the only thing they needed was to get as fast and far away as possible from their pursuers.

"Wha-?!" The girl sputtered out groggily before the girl cursed out. The slight swerve before their ride corrected itself told Rebecca plenty enough that the netrunner still had enough presence of mind to drive.

"Eat shit and die Lucy!" Rebecca roared out as she started blasting while she desperately searched for the latch. Green bolts of energy shot out and exploded, melting any unfortunate car that she aimed at. She had to be careful else she hit something unintended. There were just far too many civilians around in danger of getting caught by such a powerful blast. It's one thing to kill a bastard and it's another to have innocent blood on her hands while doing so. She also would rather not bring down a bridge if she could help it.

Thankfully their pursuers started swerving around, doing their best to avoid her shots, just in time for her to pull down the latch. Slipping her gun back to its holster, she reached down and pulled out a far more reasonable ordinance, that of her heavy bolter.

Clearing the glass off the broken rear windshield, she plopped her gun down and took aim. She laughed as her gun let out its deadly melody, filling her world with fire and the barking of 1.00 caliber rounds. Feeling the gun's bucking in her hold, it was now her turn to fire back. At such close range, her shots hit through with the rounds chewing through engine blocks and people alike. She kept firing, keeping them pinned down, unable to fire back until she finally ran out of bullets.

She cursed as she reached down to reload her weapon only to be nearly thrown off her seat when she found their car ramming against the side of another vehicle. The screaming and shouts of terror of the passengers filled her heart with terror as she turned to her companion in panic, "Sombra! Are you ok!" She called out, worried that the girl had been hit only to find the netrunner's eyes wide in terror.

"Better buckle up cause their netrunner's gone crazy!" She screamed back as Rebecca slammed against the soft foam of the seat. She winced at feeling her nose slam against it, but that was quickly forgotten at the sight of all the cars heading their way. Both of them screamed out in terror when a car suddenly landed beside from the bridge above as drivers suddenly found themselves fighting against their own vehicle's steering wheel.

"Lucy, what the fuck?!" She shouted just as a bus almost crashed against them. Thankfully, it seemed like she could only see a couple of vehicles at a time and their chase would soon attract the vultures that were the media helicopters, "You shoot, I drive!" She barked out as she barged into the girls seat as their situation became a whole lot more serious. Trying to figure out which vehicle Lucy was going to take control next was next to impossible, so best to just limit the number of cars around them.

As she made a turn on a nearby overpass she dialed Hiro's number. She gritted her teeth as she swerved around a car that suddenly stopped. Thankfully, it didn't take long for Hiro to answer, "Rebecca?" he asked out groggily before he let out a loud yawn.

"Hiro, big trouble, need back up!" She hastily explained as she felt her heart pounding in her chest. There were far fewer cars but the space was far narrower. Each car sent her way had her pursuers gaining ground. Sombra's efforts at trying to ward them off could only get so far as they remained persistent in their chase.

"Where are you right now?" he asked, far more alert now with the sound of gunfire and car tire squealing filling the background.

"Downtown Santo Domingo. Heading straight for the plaza," She shouted before her forehead slammed against the steering wheel after a sedan crashed to their side. Shaking her head to get the spots in her vision to disappear, she added, "Trying to shake off my targeted goons. Fucking Faraday and Lucy!"

Here she was, expecting this was just going to be an info gathering mission only for her to stumble upon her team's former netrunner shucking up with the broker that Hiro absolutely hated for some reason. Who could have guessed that she was going to meet up with someone that would be able to recognize her. Fucking snake, she'd gut her if she could, but she was far too busy trying not to die.

"We could use some help over here, papi!" Sombra shouted as some color returned to her cheeks. Rebecca had to duck as a motorcycle psycho caught up to them and sprayed them with their SMG only to be shot in the face by an irate and angry Sombra wielding a shotgun. The girl cursed and shouted as the gun flew out of her hand, but it did its job well enough.

She tossed the girl another MaxDoc to keep her going just in case. If either one of them passed out, it was game over, "There's a panic button in the dashboard. I need you to find the car cigarette lighter and press on it for five seconds or until you hear a message," Hiro then instructed before he started barking out instructions angrily on another line.

"Got it!" Rebecca didn't need to be told twice as she pressed the seemingly innocuous trinket before the radio lit up on its own.

+This is an automated reply. The nearest Arasaka agent is 13 minutes away and has just been contacted. Help is on the way. Please stay inside the vehicle. Thank you.+ Came the monotone voice of the car. If it had a face, she would have kissed it right then as things were really getting hairy.

"Don't you dare die on me or I swear I'll be very angry at you once I piece you back together!" Hiro shouted as panic colored his tone, but she couldn't help but giggle at how just silly it all was. She didn't doubt one second that he'd find a way to make a miracle, he somehow just did it without a second thought.

"Hah! As if something like this could kill me. They'll have to bring heavier ordinance if they want a chance!" She shouted confidently with a grin on her face before she closed the line. As much as she wanted to keep hearing his voice, she didn't want him to hear her if things really went south. At least help was on the way and she simply needed to survive till then, easy enough she supposed. Now, how was she going to get out of this situation?

The answer soon came into view as she saw some construction workers surveying the damage to the guard rails of the bridge. The grin on her face got wider as she slammed her foot down on the pedal, their car's engine roaring as the speed dial kept going up, "Sombra, buckle up! I'm going to do something crazy!" She laughed out as she headed straight for the gap in the guard rails.

Sombra turned to her in confusion but it was quickly replaced with that of horror, "Oh you have to be kidding me!" She screamed out as she dove back to the front seat and grabbed the seat belt, "Rebecca, I swear if we die, I'll haunt your ass in the afterlife!" She shouted in equal parts anger and terror as she held onto the grab handle for her dear life.

The construction workers scattered as their car and Faraday's goons came into view. It was dumb, it was dangerous, but it just might work. With her knuckles white with how hard she was gripping the steering wheel she made a turn and drove off the bridge.

For a brief moment, she felt weightless. Their screams drowned out by the roaring in her ear as their ride slowly tipped forward. It then came to a jarring and sudden stop as bits of the hood and the front wheels met the asphalt of the bridge just below the overpass they were on. She winced at the crunching sound their car made when it fully landed, but by the skin of their teeth the car kept on going as it rocketed forward and met traffic.

They'd landed in the wrong lane and the steering wheel became stiff, but she managed to wrestle her car to a sharp turn as she corrected herself. The cars following her came to a screeching halt only for the lead one to be pushed over by the cars behind it. Unfortunately the car that met its fiery death didn't have Lucy as the bitch looked at them gobsmacked from the car that had just pushed the other one over.
She flipped the bird at her as they made their merry way, escaping their captors after a long and grueling chase. Eventually, the cars trying to smash into them returned to simple drivers ramming them for being slow as they slowly limped toward the nearest Arasaka building. Unfortunately, it wasn't just the the steering that was fucked up but the engine as well, which started to rattle and squeal.

"I don't like the sound of that," Sombra muttered as she took her third MaxDoc. She looked a bit cut up, but for a woman who just had her hand mutilated she was holding up surprisingly well.

"That's enough of that, you'll get addicted I swear," She scolded the girl as she slammed the glovebox closed. The girl glared at her, but she just sighed as she slumped back in her seat.

As they made their way down back to the main road, their car finally gave up as it sputtered and lost all power. Their car had made a valiant effort, but it had more holes than a body the scavs got their hands on and she just drove off a bridge and somehow survived in one piece. It was a miracle that it got this far. She only wished that the Cathedral wasn't a stone's throw away from where they were.

"Welp, all we can do now is wait," Rebecca sighed as she unhooked her seat belt and reclined her chair. Leaning back and getting herself comfortable, she then said, "Wake me up when backup arrives," She'd already had way too much excitement for the day, a small nap wouldn't hurt.

Not even a minute into her short nap, she felt Sombra already shaking her awake, "Um Becca, I think we should run. Like right now," the latina frantically told her, causing her to jolt awake. She bolted up and there heading towards them was the group chasing after them. She quickly turned around and not only was their way forward blocked, so too was their way back. It wasn't like they could drive away either as well as their car was busted, the hood smoking.

She leaned back down, hiding with Sombra as she pulled out her gun. They were fucking trapped and the timer on the radio's screen didn't bode to well on their chances, "Shit, still 5 minutes away," She gritted out. As much as she wanted to run, running would only hasten their deaths and make it painful. The fact of the matter was, the car was their beacon for help and they had to stay there.

"Fuck, Fuck, what are we going to do now?" Sombra frantically asked as she clutched a laspistol close to her chest. Rebecca couldn't answer her as she peered out of their cover and she saw how many more of them were still around. The broker really threw everything along with the kitchen sink at her. They were fucked and both of them knew it.

They were quickly surrounded with men lining up around them. Rebecca's hands clutched her black pistol as she waited patiently, thinking of a way to buy them some time. She could take out quite a lot of them, but with the amount of guns pointed at them one of them was bound to get lucky and land a fatal shot.

As the guns lined up their shots, Faraday stepped forward holding his hand up to stop his men from spraying them full of lead, "It seems that your luck finally ran out, Firebird," The man taunted them with a smirk as he gestured at the men and women he brought along, "As much as I want to simply rain lead all over your ride till all that remains is a flaming wreck, cooler heads must prevail," he offered coolly as Lucy stepped out behind him.

"If you come out now, I'll promise you that you'll remain alive," The man so ever so generously offered as he pulled out a gun, "Be grateful. If it wasn't for my pet runner over here you'd already be dead," he added as he leveled the gun at them before aiming at the fuel tank.

"Surrender now or die, the choice is yours. You only have three seconds," The four eyed freak threatened them. Was this it? Was this the end of the road for her? Surrender now and she'd not only hurt her input emotionally but she could also potentially compromise him in the company. There would be hell to pay, but she had no doubt things were going to get ugly while she was in captivity. She couldn't even promise Sombra was going to be ok if they surrendered.

"Wait! Let's talk this out shall we? I have a friend over here. I want to make sure she's still in one piece if I surrender!" She bargained, hoping that he'd waste some time by taking her bait. There were still 2 minutes on the clock and time wasn't ticking down faster.

"Three," The man started counting down, ignoring his plea for a bargain

If she didn't surrender, there's only one clear answer to what'll happen next and that was death. She would be dead and that was the end of it. They'd probably make sure she was far too gone for Trauma Team to patch her up. They could even drag her body out and scatter her to spite Hiro.

"Two," the former broker cocked his gun as his goons raised their guns. There were just far too many of them and too little time. She had no choice, with shaky hands, she was about to raise her hands but she was quickly cut off as a harsh spotlight suddenly beamed down on their position.

"On-!" Before Faraday could finish his countdown, a dark shape suddenly slammed into him kicking up dust and debris everywhere. She and Sombra gawked as the dust settled revealing a heavily armored man standing over the pulped remains of the broker. He stood there menacingly, heavy bolter slung over his shoulder and held in one hand while the other held onto a chainsword as the logo of Arasaka was emblazoned on his back. Lucy scrambled away, a gibbering mess as the man stepped forward but that menacing image quickly shattered when they spoke.

"God damn, owww," The man, no, the teen hissed out as he clutched his knees, "How does that old bastard keep doing this? I swear I might have to replace my knees if I keep doing this," he grumbled as he stretched and shook his legs. This was their backup?

Turning towards them, the face of a youth barely out of highschool stared back at them while sporting an easy going grin, "Hey, sorry for being late. These guys bothering you?" He asked as he gestured at them. She was about to scream out in warning when a goon leveled their gun at him but she was quickly silenced as the youth merely leaned to the side and casually dodged the shot.

"Oyy! I'm talking here," The boy shouted only to be met with more shots. The boy just sighed as he danced around the gun fire, parrying some shots he couldn't with the roaring blade he wielded. The goons quickly emptied their magazine leaving them all panicking as they did their best to reload.

The youth smirked at this as he unslung his gun and aimed his sword at them, "So that's how you want to play, huh?! Well come get some you sons of bitches!" He roared out as he launched himself at them, a whirling dervish of swords and gun fire as guns and limbs were chopped up with some receiving new holes to breathe through. It was over in a flash with the men surrounding them a groaning and broken pile of flesh while Lucy stared at the boy in unbridled terror.

"Now, what am I going to do with you?" He asked as he walked over to the girl before her eyes flashed. The boy merely snorted as he shook her head and added, "Sorry, won't work."

The girl slumped in defeat against the wall of the building behind her, finally ending the little chase they had. Getting out of the car and stomping over to the traitorous cunt, she shouted at her, "Lucy you bitch, why the hell did you shoot me!? Also, you owe her a new hand!" She then gestured toward an irate Sombra.

Yes, she shot at them but she was their prisoner now. She was her friend once, so she was going to give her the chance to explain herself. The fact that she was also working with the guy that the suspicious Arasaka worker was meeting helped a lot in staying her hands and just shooting her there and then.

"Like hell she does!" Sombra growled out as she raised her stump of a hand and shook it in anger, "Let me at her so I can give her a piece of my mind!" Rebecca had to hold the girl back lest she actually kicked the girl's teeth in. She gave the latina a pleading look, just asking her to give them some time. Thankfully, the girl relented. What she didn't understand was what Lucy then said.

"You don't understand. I had to get away! You left me no choice!" Lucy gibbered out, eyes frantic and pleading as she stared back at her, which caught her entirely by surprise. She had seen people panic before but not quite to a level like this and she hadn't even placed the barrel of her black gun against her forehead.

"You two know each other?" Their backup asked as he looked at them.

Rebecca sighed and nodded before reaching up to pinch the bridge of her nose, "Yup. We used to be friends. Emphasis on used to," She muttered out. Why the hell was she so afraid right now? Yes, she was a cat thief who specifically targeted Arasaka personnel, but to be so afraid that she was having a full blown panic attack… it was simply too fucked up, "Also, what the hell are you yammering on about? Do you know how much Kiwi got worried sick about you?" She questioned her, trying to figure out what the hell was missing here. Did she have some history with Arasaka beyond what she knew?

"Wait, she knows Kiwi? Huh, so you're that daughter she kept talking about. Can't see the resemblance, but I've seen stranger things. Congratulations on getting a new step dad by the way. Scary guy but he does his best," The boy joked as he chuckled, making Rebecca stare at him in disbelief. This boy…

"You know what, I'm way too tired for this," Rebecca groaned out as she massaged her aching head, "I want to shoot you right now, but like you said earlier, cooler heads have to prevail. Besides, I have a whole lot of questions for you to answer," She admitted, hoping that she'd at least listen to some reason.

"No! Stay back! Please don't take me back!" She shrieked out as she pulled out a gun and aimed at them. She could only pity the girl as with how much her hands were shaking, she wouldn't be able to hit them much less the broad side of a barn.

"Oh for fuck's sake, what ever twisted fantasy you have inside that skull ain't gonna happen as long as I'm around. Don't you remember my input?" Rebecca tried to reason with her. It would all be for naught however as Sombra suddenly pushed her down.

"Becca, Look out!" She warned her and her eyes widened as she saw a car heading straight for them.

"Wha-! Oh fuck!" The boy cursed out as he threw his weapon to the side and slammed both hands down on the hood of the car. The car buckled under his strike as the rear lifted up before crashing down.

"Jesus Christ, who throws a car at someone when there's still people inside?" He asked, bewildered at just what happened, "Hey ma'am, are you ok? Do you need medical assistance?" he called out as the airbag deflated revealing a shocked but very much alive driver.

Rebecca sighed as she thought she was a goner only to remember Lucy. As she turned around, she found no sign of the girl. She could only curse as more Arasaka vehicles streamed into the scene. Faraday was dead and Lucy got away but at least they still have some prisoners to interrogate, though she doubted that they know the full picture. At least now she had a target to find. Why Lucy of all people was involved in this plot she did not know, but she'd get to the bottom of this one way or another.

-x-x-x-

Lucy staggered into her safe house, far away from Faraday's apartment, before shakily closing the door behind her. As soon as she was in the safety of her home, she felt her knees give out beneath her. Her lungs burned while her knees were shaking as sweat covered her form. She pressed her back against the door, her mind telling her it wouldn't be of any use if they came knocking but what else could she do? She couldn't just sit there, hoping things would work out, hoping that nothing bad would happen; she had to do something!

So there she waited, dreading what was to come… but it never came. No extraction team came bursting through her window nor did that borg's apprentice come barging through her door. They didn't chase after her and now she… got away. She quickly shook her head, refusing to believe such a fantasy. They'd always come after her, she has to get away.

She ran away… like she always did. She was tired, so tired of running away, but it was all she could ever do. The road had no end in sight and she could simply stop, but what awaited her back there was no way to live. She couldn't go back, she couldn't turn back else their eyes would stare back at her. She just wanted to be free, free to pursue what she wanted and as far away from Arasaka.

She pulled her knees close as tears fell down from her face. She ran away and found freedom, but at what cost? She was alone again, just like at the facility. Just like when she lost Kiwi. Just like now. Maybe she should have stayed with Kiwi and waited things out. Maybe she should have trusted Rebecca, but that was a road far too gone to think about. She made herself enemies she shouldn't have when she sided with Faraday, a costly mistake but all she could do now was deal with it.

Forcing herself up she made her way to the kitchen. Her apartment was by no means like Faraday's home, but it was secluded, safe, it was her one and only bastion of privacy. She might be in their city but there was still a way out. Thanks to Faraday's death, she could finally siphon off enough money from the dead man's account to fund her life on the moon. All she needed to do was get out.

Grabbing herself an energy drink she quickly downed its contents as she made her way to her room. With her fight with Rebecca she had landed herself in way too much hot water. She simply couldn't stay and wait them out. If only Rebecca hadn't stumbled on her so soon, she could have switched sides.

She grabbed her clothes and quickly stuffed them in a suitcase. Guns, medicine, physical money, she grabbed whatever she could. As she ransacked her room, she stumbled upon the letter from Militech. She grimaced as she stared at it, her hands about to crumple when a voice called out that had her shaken to her core.

"Ahh, Ms Kushinada, just the woman we need," a man spoke, making her look up. She felt ice fill her veins as the black armored figure with the symbol of Militech emblazoned upon their chest stood inside her bedroom. He was unarmed, yet her heart raced as she tried to look for a way out.

"It's unfortunate Mr. Faraday expired, but without his help and his insider we wouldn't have our strike team inserted," The man added as he pulled out a fashion electronic pad only to pause as his gaze locked on her bag, "You weren't thinking of running away weren't you?"He asked her as he looked up while her own reflection stared back at her on those blackened visors.

"Don't you remember my employers deal with you? Just help us with this job and you can have your own home in Alaska, far away from Night City and free from Arasaka control. You know that was a generous offer right? You can't simply back away from such a deal now that it falls unto you to fulfill it," He reminded her, his voice even yet the message was clear; either continue working or die.

Her fist clenched, her hands shaking before she unclenched them as she schooled her features. "N-no… I was merely moving to another safe house. I've stayed here for far too long," She whispered back as she found herself forced into a decision not of her own once more.

"Good, let us worry about the funds necessary for such a move. After all, Militech cares for its own," The man magnanimously replied. She wanted to run, but it seemed that the road was cutting off soon and there would be nowhere else to go.

A/N:

Well that was quite a long rest. Sorry about not getting to post this earlier, I kinda forgot? I actually have another chapter I'm going to post for another fic but that's for tommorow. Really sorry about this but hoped you like the chase sequence I made. As for why Lucy couldn't control Rebecca's car, it's company car. It has its upgrades. Next chapters up already btw so go check it out!

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Act 2 Chapter 4

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Act 2 Chapter 4

"Mmm~ Right there," Sombra moaned out while Rebecca was forced to watch. She could have simply gotten up and walked away at any time, as Kiriko was watching as well, but she just couldn't look away when this bitch was flaunting everything she had at her input! Her shapely body, her bigger chest, and her devilishly good looks, this girl just pissed her off so much. She was determined to get Hiro so here she was, sitting there all throughout as Hiro's Mechandrite got inside the Latina, making her moan out even louder.

"Ms. Sombra, as lovely as your voice is, I do have to ask you to quiet down. I am working on your chrome and any distraction could prove to be quite dangerous," her input lightly scolded the Valentina as she squirmed on the operating table while Hiro's mechanical tentacles were inside her chest cavity, attaching wires to her spine. It was a grizzly sight and, within the cramped space of Hiro's own lab, it made it look more like a back alley operation than a custom fitting.

"Just shut up Sombra so we can get this over with!" She growled out, wishing the girl could just stop with the teasing and the moaning for one second. Oftentimes, she wondered if Sombra really actually wanted Hiro or if she's looking to get a rise out of her to get her attention. Either way, she was just too… insufferable and immature.

The younger girl blew raspberries at her before firing back, "Well, I wouldn't be in this operating table if a certain someone didn't get us both in trouble," Yes, it was technically her fault, but there was a certain danger to every job and a girl like her should be familiar with it. Her eyes soon wandered over the girl's scratched up body.

While Sombra's injuries were easily patched up by Trauma Team once they'd arrived at the scene, there was still the matter of Sombra's now missing hand as well the things she saw. With the desperate situation they were in, Rebecca had to do some stuff she shouldn't have shown, so now they were bribing her.

She gets a whole new arm and some chrome while she remains quiet about all the stuff about her messing with her hand. She had to give props to the girl for choosing to remain awake throughout the operation. All that was keeping her from screaming in pain were some pain meds that Hiro brewed up, but this smelled way too much of machismo… or would it be marianismo but wouldn't her being manly be quite opposite that of being feminine? She shook her head as she glared at the girl.

"I saved your life twice already! You wouldn't even be here if I didn't heal your stump," she reminded the girl. With her hand lopped off, she was bleeding a lot. She had to act quickly else she'd lost far too much blood. Trauma Team is good, but they're not miracle workers.

"Ah yes, that little fun thing where you mangled my stump," She hissed out as she gave her a glare of her own. Rebecca rolled her eyes at the girl for whining about a little pain, "God damn, that hurts you know. From how it looks, we're just back at how we started off," the girl then argued.

"I know you two have your differences, but maybe now is not the best time…" Kiriko said diplomatically, clearly hoping to ease tension but Sombra started it in Rebecca's eyes and she would have her peace!

"Oh come on babe,~ a little bit of horseplay wouldn't hur- ow!" the girl winced as Hiro's tentacle suddenly jerked lightly, probably hitting something quite important there, as Sombra pouted. "Ok, jeez, you didn't have to poke me that hard Doc," she mumbled as she settled down.

Rebecca sighed in relief as the loud mouthed Valentina finally shut up. Without all the distractions, Hiro could finally do his magic as his mechanical tentacles worked in concert, each doing their job from slicing through flesh and attaching new chrome. Old implants were pulled out as new ones took their place.

It wasn't just her hands getting upgraded either, as almost every aspect of her was improved straight from Hiro's pocket. It was a fair deal for what she was getting and what she had to hide. She and Hiro really didn't want such knowledge popping up, especially with what lurked underneath. While humanity now had yet to develop sensitivity to the warp, all it took was one fool diving in too deep and they'd have a cult somewhere popping up; preparing humanity for the slaughter. With all the psychos around, it'd be hard separating the insane from the possessed.

As she was getting pieced back together, Sombra then piped up which gave Rebecca some pause, "So, you're really a witch huh? Who would have known."

Well, she couldn't exactly fault her for calling her a witch as her powers were kinda freaky. With a snap of her fingers, flames danced atop her finger. Without armor or any visible chrome on hand and away from the heat of battle, she could clearly see the flame appearing seemingly from thin air.

"Yeah yeah, It's how I burn people," she answered her truthfully. It's not like showing more would hurt as they already have a deal.

The girl's eyes widened at the open display of power before averting her eyes, "Remind me to never touch your fire ever again, cause I swear I hear screams whenever I stare at them," She told them as she did her best not to look at the open flame.

Rebecca quickly snuffed the fire before she glanced over to Hiro, wondering if Sombra was also sensitive, as unlikely as it was. Thankfully he shook his head in negative which had her sighing in relief. It was one thing to teach the girl the ins and outs of being an edgerunner and another to teach her about being a psyker. It's not like she knows it well enough and Hiro, while knowledgeable about it, did not have experience nor the ability to gain said experience with his weird soul.

"Is there a way to make someone into a Psyker or do you have to be born as one?" Sombra prodded, probably wondering if she could get it. It was a shiny new gun but it wasn't… something Rebecca wanted to rely on.

"While the power of one seems tempting, it's for the best that you're not a psyker," Hiro warned Sombra which made the girl look at her. She shook her head, agreeing with Hiro that such powers were not something they should meddle in.

"Trust me on this one Sombra. I enjoy the power, but god damn are the consequences of slipping up horrible," Rebecca replied as a shiver of fright ran up her spine. As calm as the sea of souls were, it had its dangers; which was partly why she stuck to her party tricks. They were easy to use and didn't require her to dig in too deep and too often, "Ever watched that ancient film called Event Horizon?" She then asked as the film came to mind.

The girl blanched at that as she replied, "Forget I ever asked," Rebecca nodded in appreciation. The girl at least had good taste in movies.

It was pretty quiet after that, with small talk interspersed throughout the operation just to stave off the boredom. While her upgrades were extensive, it didn't take long for her operation to finish. As the last connection was placed, the latina's new hands finally moved.

Purple circuits glowed as they were turned on to full power for the first time. A shiver ran up the girl's body as she stood up and tested out her new chrome. As her eyes glowed, some of the mechandrites attached to the operating table twitched before they fell slack again but despite the failed attempt, she was already grinning ear to ear.

"I see that you like new upgrades," Hiro replied with a smile as he washed his hands while Kiriko along with some Servitors packed up the tools and wiped away what little blood was spilled in the room. "Any tightness and discomfort in your movements, Sombra? It's best we get it sorted now rather than later," he told her as he walked behind her, ignoring her nakedness, and poked at her back.

"Ohhh, I like this. I like this alot," Sombra purred as she stood there, unconcerned with her lack of clothing as she marveled at the chrome that was now part of her body. Rebecca had to admit, purple suited her well, far better than the default red that most Arasaka tech used or the green that her own personalized tech used, "It's perfect. I feel like a whole new me!"

"Well, this has been a rather fun playdate, but I still have some places to go," Sombra replied as she started picking up her clothing to get herself decent. She wasn't too surprised that the girl went commando under what little clothing she wore. Turning to Hiro, she then asked, "So stud, any meds I need to take or anything you need to remind me about my new chrome?"

"Oh nothing of that sort, your chrome is quite biocompatible. There's no risk of rejection unless I seriously messed up," Hiro replied confidently as he stretched, popping the joints in his back. "You might start to feel a bit sore and heavy once the localized anesthesia wears off, but it shouldn't last for too long," He then added.

"Oho? You know, maybe I should recommend my relatives to you. I was awake the entire time but I barely felt a thing!" The Valentina replied, complimenting Hiro for his work.

"While flattering, I'm not sure they can afford my rates," Hiro replied with an easy smile while Rebecca snickered.

"Try me," The girl challenged as she stared back confidently. Hiro gave Rebecca an amused look before nodding as he sent her the itemized list of all the things placed inside the girl. She couldn't help but whistle as her eyes scanned the list, "What? I know it's expensive but it shouldn't be that expensive," the latina asked.
Rebecca leaned in and whispered to her the grand total which had the girl choking as she looked back at her in surprise, "T-that much?" She asked her, eyes pleading to tell her it was all some kind of joke but Rebecca only shook her head. The girl winced as the cost of her operation/bribe sank in. If she were to renege on the deal, she might find the support that Hiro provided for her chrome to suddenly not be available, and with it being a custom fit she'd be hard pressed to find someone to work with it.

As much of a bribe it was, it was quite the effective leash as well. Of course, Hiro's creations were of high quality and wouldn't break down to simple use, but in a high risk environment that most Edgerunners tread through physical damage caused by gunfire or melee weapons was unavoidable. If she were to break the deal, she had to give up her life as a mercenary; something she'd never do if she were just as much of an Edgerunner as Rebecca was.

"Well, I'll be off then! Bye!" The girl all too hastily replied as she slipped her shoes on before, struggling to get them on as she hopped out of the room. Just as she left, she peeked from the entrance and shouted, "Oh, before I forget, all three of you still owe me a date!"

With those parting words, she finally left, leaving her with Hiro and Kiriko. Rebecca sighed as she looked away, pouting as she sat by Hiro. There was an uncomfortable silence between them as Kiriko excused herself to get some coffee and tea, leaving her there as she tried to work up the courage to talk to Hiro about her little job.

Finally mustering the courage, she started, "Sorry about what happened… I kinda fucked up there." Admitting she fucked up was uncomfortable but it was the truth. Even if the job's intended job was supposed to be easy and not too dangerous, she still somehow got herself into a firefight, which ended up making her call upon him for help, "I shouldn't have been so hasty and maybe I should have backed away instead of heading straight in, but the answers were just there and I couldn't help it."

Even if it was a job that was finished, It still dragged the company's eyes on the situation. She could have easily backed away but she had to stay, she had to finish what was started. She got too hasty and well, it almost landed her in some deep shit, "Yes, I captured some of the people involved but was it really worth all the danger I placed myself through?" She asked herself, pointing out her mistake as she sighed out.

"Sorry about the dinner date as well, I kinda promised that in the heat of the moment," She then said as she pulled her knees in close. Hiro kept quiet, which had Rebecca's stomach turn as she shrunk into herself only for her to squeak in surprise as she found his hands wrapping around her, pulling her into a tight hug. The words he told her next eased her of all her worries and doubts.

"I'm just glad you're ok," He whispered to her and she felt relief as she let out the breath she didn't know she was holding and clung to Hiro for support. "It doesn't matter if you stumble a thousand times. So long as I'm around, I'll be there to help you up," he reassured her as she sagged against his hold.

She then felt a hand atop her head as Kiriko gazed down upon her with a warm smile, "You worry too much Rebecca-san," she told her, making her blush as the bubbly but surprisingly mature Kunoichi joined in with them after she placed down their drinks at a nearby table, "From the report young Martinez gave, you managed to uproot quite the malignant weed that had started to take root in the organization. As of now, the head of security is personally interrogating them."

"Unfortunately…" Rebecca muttered darkly as she was reminded of what happened after Arasaka got there. Adam's apprentice was surprisingly restrained and merely crippled them, providing quite a lot of people to interrogate. Unfortunately, Faraday was far too smashed up to piece back together.

"It would have been easier if they just gave us these people and had Kiwi root inside their minds but nooo, Asshole had to butt into our business and take them all. Would've been way faster with all the upgrades she's gotten and it's extremely suspicious, especially when it's one of theirs involved," She complained.

As it was company matters, Yorinobu and his faction decided to swoop in and take over the investigation. All those people were gathered up by their men and, with the little hold that Hiro's faction had in the security division, they simply couldn't out politic.

"It couldn't be helped. They have the authority to seize them and perform the interrogation for the company," Kiriko then said in dismay. This was exactly why Rebecca wanted this to be off the record, but things went south so fast that it just couldn't be helped.

"As much as I hate it, Kiriko is correct. The fact of the matter is, this isn't personal business anymore. It has become a company matter," Hiro sighed as he leaned against her.

"Which means ass covering time," Rebecca grumbled as she remembered who she was spying on was affiliated to. It rankled her that Yorinobu could just take the prisoners, but that was how things were inside the company. Hiro might have some political capital to throw around, but so did that man as well. It was wrong on so many levels, yet there really were few things she could do.

"As crude as that sounds, yes," Hiro said as he yawned loudly before he closed his. It was a long day and they could use some rest. As she was about to get up, she noticed that her input had fallen asleep on her shoulders.

Smiling softly as she watched over her man, she then whispered, "Hopefully, they won't bungle it up too much," Afterall, it was all she could do now as Hiro's side fought for them. As confident as she was in the streets, the corporate snake pit was not a field of battle she was familiar with. She had to rely on those far more experienced than her, so she hoped and prayed that things would work out.

Unfortunately for Rebecca, it seemed that the universe decided to spit upon her efforts as soon as Yorinobu Arasaka started speaking, "We didn't find anything," The man replied unflappably, causing the normally already quiet board meeting to a much deeper silence. Even Hanako looked at her stone faced sibling. Rebecca had to hold herself back lest he actually shoot the man.

"Can you repeat that? Maybe I just misheard it but did the head of the security division say that they have investigated themselves and found nothing wrong?" Michiko questioned him, glaring at him for such a brazen attempt at lying. His employee was caught red handed, there must've been something, but he claimed that he found nothing.
The man sneered as he gestured for his assistant to distribute physical copies of his report on the matter to the various board members. Seeing the pale looks of some of the board members, it didn't take a genius to realize that the man brutalized his captives. She gritted her teeth as she saw the state of some of the men. They wouldn't be able to talk even if they wanted to.

"The actions of the individual affiliated with the company caught in Ms Rebecca's impromptu raid are but the actions of a rogue element. Nothing more, nothing less," The man insisted as he leaned back against his seat, "Before you are the logs of everything we found. We made sure that they're bled dry of any information that could be remotely linked to the company."

"Bullshit!"

Harsher words were thrown around as what was supposed to be information that could help nail who was truly responsible for the debacles that company recently experienced only caused more division. Rebecca couldn't help but feel bitter about it, but that was how things were in this situation. They were simply unable to do anything despite the obvious horse play involved. They could call them out but from all the data that they'd released, even as rough as the netrunners and investigators were with their interrogation, all were within company policy.

"Thankfully, we did manage to find out exactly who's responsible for the leaks made so far. While we don't know the methods they're using, we now have a face to our problems," the man then said as the image of Lucy appeared before her eyes.

"Kushinada, Lucyna. Age 21. From what little we could gather, she's effectively a ghost inside Night City. Little contact, scrubs her traces well and a recluse in all but name, despite her edgerunning gig. She's a woman who likes to hide many things, but one thing she can't hide is her involvement in Project Deep Dive," The man said as he started breaking down everything they knew and what they could gather about her former comrade.

Project Deep Dive? Was Lucy involved with Arasaka in more ways than a simple grudge? As Yorinubo gave those within the boardroom a quick rundown on information, she began to see a tiny glimpse on what pushed Lucy to act so irrationally. She couldn't help but grit her teeth at the reminder of how brutal and callous Corporations could be. As much Hiro did his best to change things now, it doesn't really change what happened in the past.

"So a skeleton from your closet came haunting us in the present. How fitting, don't you think, Auntie?" Michiko spat out as the room got heated once more.

Rebecca simply tuned out the shouting match soon after as she gritted her teeth in frustration. While she now understood Lucy a bit more, she still couldn't quite forgive the girl. Why didn't she trust them? She spat upon the bond of their group, all because she was afraid. Kiwi would not like this one bit.

By the end of the meeting, one thing was decided: Lucy was far too dangerous out on the streets. A dangerous net runner capable of breaking into Arasaka and even disabling some of their defenses, it was all too much for the giant to ignore. It didn't take long for her face to be plastered everywhere. She was a dead woman walking as a bounty was now placed upon her head for anyone to take.

"That stupid bitch. If you didn't run, things wouldn't have been this way. Now your head's forfeit. I swear I'll get Kiwi to spank her ass once I get my hands on that girl," Rebecca growled as she followed Hiro back to their room.

-x-x-x-

"Huh?! You want me to go where!?" Rebecca shouted in outrage as her input rightfully cowered before her. She gritted her teeth as she narrowed her eyes at Hiro who held up his hands diplomatically. She was actually looking forward to hunting down Lucy, but now Hiro threw her this spanner seemingly out of nowhere.

"J-Japan but I really need this Becca. I really do!" Hiro replied diplomatically but she was not having any of it. Yes she fucked up, but pulling her and her team off the street and to the other side of the world? "Things are moving faster than I anticipated and I might need some extra firepower when things come to blows. Besides, it shouldn't take more than a week or two," he reasoned.
"If somebody's going to drag that bitches ass back here then it'll be either me or one of the crew!" She fumed as she looked away and crossed her arm, "I swear, if you're doing this to push me out of danger…" She mumbled with a pout but Hiro's hands soon wrapped around her and it was getting harder and harder to stay mad.

"I'm not. Rebecca, please listen," He begged her, making her pause as she reluctantly looked back at him. Taking a deep breath, she sighed as she lent him her ears.

"As much as you know about Lucy, there are things far more important that we need to deal with before we continue our pursuit," He started as he held her closely. She could feel her tense shoulders relaxing under his hold as he continued, "I… I don't like this as well, Rebecca, but as much as we need to react, we need to be proactive with our actions. This shipment could be essential to finally taking pacifica and breaking the two gangs. Without them, our enemies can't use them as a guise to hide their movement.

Rebecca's frown deepened once as she was quickly reminded of the war between Arasaka and two unruly gangs. As much bluster as the gangs had, they were quickly being placed on the back foot, but that didn't mean they couldn't bounce back. If Arasaka were to falter, the infection that were these gangs could spread once more. They could scatter and lick their wounds.

"Also, as much as I hate to admit it. I feel like Arasaka's conflict will boil over," Hiro admitted as sighed out in frustration, "My father's seriously messing things up. He's behind all this, I can feel it, but like what happened earlier he's good at covering his tracks," he complained.

"With Arasaka being stretched thin, there's not enough scrutiny on my father. The war as it is is far too much smoke screen for covert action, and it's a blunder on my part so I best remove it entirely from the equation," Hiro reasoned.

Rebecca sucked in a deep breath before shaking her head and sighing, "I hate it when you make a good point," She admitted, relenting to his reasoning, "Fine, I'll guard that shipment since we obviously can't trust your father's side with anything. That man really needs to go," she grumbled.

"We still don't have any direct proof yet," Hiro reminded her as his hands reached up to shoulders and massaged them, making her groan out in pleasure. Hiro did really know how to get on her good side when he wanted to, "But don't worry about it. Everything will be alright," he reassured her

"I'm really going to miss sleeping by your side," She whispered. She could scarcely imagine being away from him for so long, but he needed this done so she would make sure he got this shipment, whatever it took.

"I'll miss you too," He whispered back with a kiss to her cheeks, "As much as I need this shipment, if things go badly, I want you to let it go. I'd rather have to deal with things under armed than lose you," he instructed her, making her smile as she leaned up to capture his lips.
Pulling back, she whispered, "I love you too."

Kiwi liked to believe she wasn't a sentimental person, but as she stood there, watching Rebecca and the others board a private plane, it seemed more and more that she was lying to herself. She could go with them, leave this place for a bit and join them, but out there in the city was someone she was supposed to be responsible for. She couldn't go with them, not when her stupid daughter was still out there causing so much trouble. That girl, causing her so much grief, sometimes Kiwi wondered what kept pulling her back to her.

"Are you really staying, Kiwi?" Rebecca asked, breaking her out of her reverie as the world came into focus once more. She gazed down at the shorter girl wearing such formal clothing, a kimono of all things. She sure had gotten far hadn't she? "I don't want to butt in, but is this about…?" The girl prodded before trailing off, hesitating near the end.

Kiwi simply nodded as she answered honestly, "Yes, it's about Lucy, and I don't really mind. She dug her own grave, but I'd rather have it by my hands that she gets placed there," She basically raised her into this world, she couldn't let someone else have her now that she's actively being hunted down.

Kiwi didn't even get a chance to react before all of a sudden, a warm set of hands wrapped around her waist and held her tightly. She blinked, realizing how tense she was as her shoulders sagged in defeat, "... God damn it. You know I hate this mushy touchy stuff," She mumbled but the young Mox didn't really listen to reason not her own.

"Screw that, you need a hug," She fired back as she stubbornly clung to her, so much like how Lucy did when she first tried to rob her. She simply shook her head as she gave the smaller girl a pat on the head, "Spank Lucy for me, will ya?" Rebecca then asked her as she pulled away.

"Oh you bet I will. She's been way too unruly these past few months. Somebody has to discipline her," Kiwi replied before gesturing at the plane whose engine started to ramp, "Now go on before the plane leaves you. I think they're about to take off," She shooed, making the girl panic as she noticed her ride moving.

"Huh-! O-oy! I'm still here!" She shouted, doing her best to call their attention despite how loud the engines were. Thankfully, they really weren't going to leave her.

Kiwi shook her head as she watched the girl board the large jet before its engine pivoted as it pushed itself off the ground and went flying off into the setting sun. She stood there, seeing them become naught but a speck in the distance until they disappeared on the horizon. By then, it was already quite dark in the private airfield.

Sighing, she looked at her back to see the imposing form of her input in all his chrome'd up glory. The way he stared at her with those red unblinking eyes should have made her run, but after all this time all she felt was a strange sense of comfort. As he walked up to her, his footsteps a mere pitter patter despite his large size, she spoke up, "If you want to scare me, you better step up your game, big man."
She swore she heard him snort as he reached up to her before suddenly placing his hands upon her shoulder. A shiver ran up her spine as she locked up, her body tensing as heart started to beat faster before heat bloomed inside her core. She grimaced as she looked away as she lost their little game again.

She hated how he toyed with her, but she learned well enough that the beast could show affection, as twisted as it is. She was his pet, a woman wrapped around his hands, dreading the day he'd turn against her. This could have been Lucy's fate, scared of what's to come, but unlike her daughter, she'd learned that she can work within these bonds and thrive in them. If only she just stayed…

"Your daughter, the Company wants her head," He growled out, reminding of what she needed to do.

"I know. I tried my best but I failed. I couldn't save her," She admitted as she reached for her pocket and pulled out a cigarette. Lighting it up and taking a long drag, she added, "Don't worry about what happens next. I won't hesitate when the time comes."

"I will take her alive," Adam then added, making her pause as she processed what the man just said. His voice remained grating, mechanical, but it didn't have the menace it usually held. There was no blood lust in his tone, there was only annoyance, a far cry to his usual mood when out on a hunt.

Kiwi looked up at him in disbelief but Adam was not one to joke, "Thank you…" she choked out in reply as a sense of elation filled her veins. Lucy didn't need to die, she could live, which meant she could slap her until she's satisfied.

"Don't thank me. The young master simply wants the girl alive," With those words, her input walked away, gesturing for her to follow. The sound of a car's alarm switching in the distance told her he came there to pick her up. As she walked up to catch up to him, she wondered if he really did care. He probably didn't… but it didn't hurt to hope, especially when she sat atop his lap.

A/N:

Lucy is a dead woman walking or at least about to be if the wrong people catches her. Meanwhile in Arasaka's board room, things are definitely heating up and looks like Hiro might need to get some stuff prepared for what's to come. Next chapter will be fun cause I might introduce another character, I character that I've hidden in one of the Interludes and well, she's a handful lol.

With that out of the way, I'd like to thank @Vyor for all the help he's been with these. I'd also like to thank my Patrons who keep me going. You guys are the best! Please consider dropping by my Patreon page and became a patron today to support me as well. It means a lot to me if I can keep on working on my fics. I also have also have a paypal tip jar you can directly toss money in if you just want to give something without having to subscribe it my patreon.
 

ATP

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Good story,we still do not knew if Hiro survive or not.
I always hated stories where MC must either fail or win.On both cases it was BOOOORING.

P.S Fun thing - but Even Horizont could be considered as movie about humanity from WH40 first Warp travel.Well,no IoM or even Federation,but their ancestors.
 
Act 2 Chapter 5

SirBearington

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Act 2 Chapter 5

As an Edgerunner, Rebecca had to develop a thick skin just to get by; even more so once she started dating Hiro. Oh sure she had quite the temper, but she had learned to deal with it and she was pretty confident that it took quite a lot to get under her skin these days… or so she thought. She wasn't quite prepared for what she was about to face as her plane finally landed at the Incheon International Airport.

"So we're just here to go meet the Song Heavy Industry, Arasaka, and Reviere Courier Representatives before we go do our mission, right?" Dorio asked with a yawn as she rubbed her eyes.

"That's what the big man said. Just some babysitting job really, nothing too special aside from crossing the ocean on a cargo ship. We'll be back in no time," Maine replied with a grunt as he stretched and shook his legs awake.

Rebecca smiled tiredly seeing that she wasn't the only one that chose to stay awake so they didn't have to deal with jetlag. When they left California, the sun had just set and when they arrived in Korea it was still dark. 12 hours of flight and the moon remained high up in the sky.

She couldn't help but find herself yawning as well once they walked out of her plane amidst much fanfare. The Arasaka representatives of Korea gathered in force to welcome her and her crew as they greeted them warmly while shepherding them to their ride, a much appreciated gesture considering her state right now. She was tired, eyes drooping from the restless trip, and the Aerodyne transport prepared for her was a sight for sore eyes.

The non-stop flight took its toll and every last one of them, even the normally upbeat Sombra, was down and ready for a long nap.The only person that chose sleep throughout the flight was Pilar who grinned smugly as he stuttered ahead. Everything seemed to be going smoothly and they were about to board their ride when trouble arrived.

"Make way! We demanded a meeting with the representative our beloved has sent and we shall have it now!" Came the grating voice of a young girl as the security detail tried to intercept whoever it was, but they would prove unsuccessful when a young woman her age pushed through the crowd before glaring at Rebecca. She certainly caught her attention with the way she dressed, wearing something akin to a kimono but clearly not.

Raising a brow, she turned to the main Arasaka representative who bowed profusely at her before turning to the girl, "Miss Song, they've just arrived from a long trip. There's plenty of time for you to meet them at the meeting so please, reconsider," The corporate executive tried reasoning to this girl but he was brushed off as the teen strutted up to her with all the confidence in the world. They spoke in rapid fire succession in a language she was unfamiliar with so she could not keep up, much to her annoyance.

"Woah there missy. If you want an autograph, you'll have to wait," Pilar greeted the girl only for her to brush him off, pushing his much taller frame aside with an annoyed grunt, "H-hey!"
She snickered at her brother's misfortune up until she found herself blocked by the very same girl who glared at her as she stood there. She raised a brow at the girl before shrugging as she tried to walk around her but the girl followed her, stopping her and refusing to go away. Rebecca's eyes narrowed as she felt the girl's eyes on her, giving her a once over before scoffing.

Glaring up at the slightly taller girl, she growled warningly, "Oy! What's the big idea?" She gave her all the chance in the world to back away, doing her best not to be too confrontational, but the girl merely raised a brow at her. Gritting her teeth, she then added, "I don't care who you think you are or what the fuck you want but back off."

This girl was just looking for trouble; she could feel it as both of them locked eyes. Normally, she would have brushed it off and ignored the girl afterwards, but there was something about the way this girl held herself which ticked her off. It was as if she owned the place and everyone were just servants to her. The fact that the welcoming party intended for her and crew did little to stop her, or rather could not do much against this woman, infuriated her further.

Maybe it was just the lack of good sleep or maybe it was the girl but she was not in the good mood at the slightest and this girl seemed determined to piss her off even more. She did not have time for this kind of bullshit.

"So, you're the mistress that my beloved has taken interest in," The girl started, walking forward up until they were face to face. Rebecca stood her ground, refusing to be cowed as she faced off with this princess that looked like she hadn't lifted a single finger her entire life. The girl then sneered at her in disgust as she added, "Just as I expected. Mere eye candy, nothing more. You don't even know who I am, do you?"

"Quite brave of you to say that to my face while you're in stabbing distance, bitch," She snarled back at her through gritted teeth. She clenched her fist as she did her best to stop herself from taking a swing at the girl's pretty little face and breaking something, but before things got heated both of them were pushed away from each other as their security detail finally intervened.

Pilar made a lunge for the girl but was quickly held back by Maine who grabbed him by the scuff of the shirt while the rest of the security mobbed him, "What the hell did you just call me my sister you two bit bimbo?!" Her brother shouted.

"Oy! Back away, princess, if you know what's good for you," Sombra warned the girl as she rested her hands on her SMG.

"Pilar, knock it off. It ain't worth it," Miane called out, using his bulky arms to trap Pilar's gangly frame.

Pilar, however, was not so easily dissuaded as he bared his teeth at the girl, "You think you can just walk up to my sister and insult her?" Pilar shouted while he tried to free himself from the security's grasp, veins popping while spittle flew out of his mouth, "Let me at em Maine! I'll show them how we treat people like her in Night City! "

The girl remained unphased, remaining stone faced and seemingly unimpressed about everything. She stirred shit up to cause a scene and she got it but thankfully, cooler heads prevailed, "Damn it, we're not in Night City!" Dorio scolded him as she placed her hands on Rebecca, shaking her head before pulling her back. Rebecca backed off, crossing her arms as she glared at their useless security detail.

"Mister Hall, we apologize for the inconvenience but please calm down. This is not the time for violence," The Arasaka representative told them, bowing lowly in apology before turning to the girl and started scolding her, "Also, Young Mistress, this is highly unbecoming of you. You represent the face of Song Heavy Industries, not some school girl looking for a school yard scuffle."

The girl scoffed before she flicked her hair as she looked away while Rebecca's eyes widened. She was the Song Heavy Industry Representative? Why was she here? Her realization didn't go unnoticed as the girl smirked at them.

"Oh, so you do know me, but in case anyone missed the memo, allow me to introduce myself,~" The slightly taller girl purred out, looking down at her with her chin held high and her arms crossed beneath her chest to emphasize the part where Rebecca was quite lacking. Extending a hand to her, she then introduced herself, "My name is Hana Song, Song Heavy Industry Representative, nice to meet you."

Rebecca's eyes twitched but she forced herself to return the greeting. Grabbing the girl's hands, she gave it a squeeze, making the girl wince slightly, but she hid her pain well even as she felt bone creaking under her grip, "Rebecca Hall, Hiro Arasaka's representative, and this is Maine, the leader of my crew," She greeted back with a feral grin, watching as the girl pulled back her hand a bit too hastily.

Giving them a fake plastic smile, shen then fired back, "I'm glad that we can finally meet each other. I've heard many great things from my beloved and I say, I expected something more… and maybe someone a bit taller."

Rebecca sucked in a breath, about to cock her arm back before a sudden message appeared over her vision. She then smirked as she opened it up to see Hiro asking if she had arrived. Ignoring her for a bit, she then looked back at her before asking, "Hmmm? What's that? I was kind of busy reading a message from Hiro." It seemed to have struck a nerve in the girl as the girl's teeth bared her teeth. Grinning widely, she pushed in the knife further and relished at her anger, "Oh, you don't get those often? Bless your heart.~"

The girl was not one to be outdone, replying, "Oh that's cute. As much as I want to keep talking, I still have far better things to do. It's just your typical stuff like running a company and making sure my beloved's operation here in Korea runs smoothly, just the type of thing that's perfectly suited for a future wife. No big deal.~"

Rebecca remained quiet, glaring defiantly back at the girl and refusing to give her any more reactions. This girl tested her nerves, showing off everything that she had that Rebecca didn't, all to show her up to Hiro; who wasn't even present. She had enough. Leaning close to her, she then whispered, "You're just as fierce as Hiro described you and I like that.~ I'm looking forward having you on your knees calling me mistress when the time comes.~"

With those parting words, she turned around and left, barking orders in Korean as she strutted off, leaving Rebecca standing there with a blush on her face, unsure on how to process those words. Did she just insult her and hit on her at the same time? She was one confusing girl, that's for sure.

"What a bitch…" Sombra piped up as she watched the girl get escorted away.

"Fucking hell Rebecca, we're supposed to coordinate with that bitch on this delivery?" Pilar asked as Maine finally let him go once the Corporate girl was well away and out of their hair.

"Unfortunately," Rebecca sighed as she scratched the back of her head. They had a shitty boss, just standard stuff. There's nothing that she should be angry about, she reminded herself, "Let's just get this over with so we can get this delivery started."

"This is going to be a long trip I swear," Pilar then said before he threw his hands up. "Fuck it, I wanted to get more sleep but might as well enjoy myself before I get stuck on a boat for weeks on end with that one. Going to cool off for a bit, just grab a Combat Taxi for me if I don't come back!" He shouted as she walked away from the group, fully intent on enjoying himself despite being far away from home.

She honestly couldn't blame her brother for it, finding herself tempted as well, but she had someone to come back too at home and a job to do, "This shouldn't take too long right?" She silently whispered as she boarded their ride.

-x-x-x-

Rebecca groaned silently in frustration as she sat there, forced to watch a presentation given by none other than Hana Song herself. Gone was the bratty bitch she met at the airport and, in her place there, standing confidently before her and representatives from three companies was the heiress of a local megacorporation. Was she surprised? No, given how two faced most corpo's were with the cut throat environment they operated in. One moment she was dealing with the bitch, the next she's dealing with a deadly monster in sheep's clothing. It's just a matter of finding out which one was the mask under all that bullcrap.

Leaning back, she watched as the girl stood there confidently in her sharp suit and scandalously short pencil skirt while she debriefed them on the planned shipment route, along with what Hiro had intended for them to guard. At least she wasn't alone, she thought as she glanced over to her crew mates. Maybe Kiwi had the right idea about staying back home. She held back her tongue as she watched Pillar nodding on and off to the side.

Thankfully, they were in the back and away from prying eyes else she'd have knocked some sense into the man, especially with who was present. Corpo's from not only Arasaka but Song Heavy Industries and Revere Courier Service as well sat in attendance both in person and as in holograms. Even Hiro and, most surprisingly of all, Saburo Arasaka were present for the meeting.

Sending a message to Hiro, she grinned at him before waving as his gaze shifted to her. Seeing him smile helped her pass the time as the woman started, dimming the lights until she was the only one visible in the darkness, "Once upon a time, before the war that ravaged our world, we mastered the seas, tamed the monsters that lurked on the edges of mariners maps, and made it our playground. Shipping cargo crossed the ocean at breakneck speed, connecting us in ways long thought impossible,"

A globe then lit up behind her, the holographic model spinning slow as oversized boats crisscrossed the oceans, trailing shipping routes. It was a peaceful image right up until red areas started popping up; with ships getting sunk and bombed, lanes getting mined, and ships seized. Slowly, the number of ships at sea dwindled until all that was left were airplanes flying overhead.

"Those days, however, have long since passed," The girl then said as she gestured at one of the red areas where images of underwater drones and unexploded mines were shown off, "The oceans are littered with mines and patrolled by rogue autonomous drones, our once free ocean becoming the same hostile oceans that our ancestors once faced. Prices since then have risen as we grew disparate, our economies linked through fragile trade lines, restricted by rail and air, suffered as a result. Globalization has become a pipe dream, but what if we can take back that dream? What if…"

While she listened, she noticed Dorio trying to shake Maine and call to his attention to no avail. Frowning, she poked the man's side making him jump as he looked around in confusion. Frowning, she asked him silently, "Hey Maine, you doing good? You've been staring off quite a bit."

"Mmm? Huh, yeah. I'm good. Just still a bit tired from the trip," Maine replied as he yawned but Rebecca wasn't convinced. Something was off about him right now, but she couldn't quite figure out why.

"You know, you didn't have to come with us since everyones still being paid regardless of participation. Besides, hasn't it just been a week or two since you got shot?" She whispered, reminding him how Kiwi was getting a cut as well, despite staying back to hunt for Lucy. Given how nasty the microwave blast was for those with chrome she half expected Maine to back out but here he was, standing with them for another job as if nothing had happened.
"As if this bone head would listen," Dorio muttered as she crossed her arm and glanced away.

Maine leaned in closely, wrapping his arms around his input only for her to shrug him off, "Oh come on, don't be like that. I'm good, seriously. Besides, what'll I do back home without my girl?" he whispered to her, making Dorio blush despite the tough act she put up.

"Awww," Rebecca cooed out silently, as she fought back the smile creeping up her face. She wished she had Hiro to hug there with her…

Her attention would soon be called on once more as the large, imposing figure of a ship replaced the slide show of dangers that filled the seas, "Introducing the Arasaka Heavy Freighters, a ship designed to withstand even the harshest weather and the most hostile oceans. Designed by Arasaka's best and brightest and manufactured by Song Heavy Industries, this ship is designed to navigate the dangerous waters of the Northern Pacific. Thanks to its adamantine hull…" The girl stated, gazing up at the model with pride as she listed off all its features.

"This looks like a floating castle," She noted, Sombra nodding in agreement. The numbers seemed… big. At nearly half a kilometer long, this thing looked like a stretched out city block as much as it's a cargo ship.

"It does but I feel like it's more like they took a chunk out of the docks and made it float," Sombra replied as the ship was animated to take several hits from rockets, "Makes you think though, what are they going to carry? A whole city?" She joked, but her answer would prove to not be too far off as the image of a factory complex being hollowed out was shown off.

"While the ship has some serious cargo limitations, given the armor required for it, it has more than enough capacity to carry out the task in hand, the transport of one of the manufacturing plants for Arasaka's weaponry. The ship will also be tasked to carry a large shipment of arms and servitor legions for the pacification of the construction site…"

Rebecca shifted in her seat and leaned closely as she watched in keen interest. A whole factory to be set up in Night City? While nothing too out of the ordinary, to see it occupying the former Pacifica Territory even in just a presentation definitely caught her attention. He was definitely going to end the war once nothing was left, "I expected a weapon or super robot of sorts but an entire factory and an army? Man, your input doesn't half ass things huh?" Sombra whistled

"Let's see if NUSA kicks up a stink about Arasaka opening up another factory in Night City." Oh sure the Servitor Legions being shown off on screen were concerning, but they were a drop in the bucket of soldiers Arasaka already had in Night City. The factory, meanwhile, would need people and that meant it would pull from the streets and, given a choice between being pacified through force or through peace, would they really continue fighting if an out was offered?

"You know… I wonder if there'd be a job opening for security," Maine mused out as he leaned closer, rubbing his chin as he stared at the mega complex that would soon dominate the ocean view.

Rebecca turned to Maine in surprise before grinning, "Are you seriously considering retirement, Maine? You know that'll jinx ya?" She asked the man with a bit of apprehension. Retirement was often seen as a harbinger of bad things to come and not something to be talked about lightly.

Maine shook his head as he kissed Dorio's forehead who now snuggled up to him, "Me? Naw. Think of it as a lateral promotion of sorts. A man needs to think about the future after all."

"But you don't want to continue fighting in the streets huh?" Becca whispered with a sad smile across her lips. It really did seem that Maine wanted an out, just like the people on the street. She couldn't blame him as, after all, people died all the time in their line of work. Not everyone could become a Night City Legend, some just faded away or found a way out, and it seemed that Maine found his.

Maine just nodded as he hugged Dorio tighter, "... Yeah, I had my time Becca. I thought I'd keep on running until the road stopped but, for once in my life, I think there's a home waiting for me at the end," He whispered before grinning back at her, "Still, a few eurodollars more wouldn't hurt so don't think I'm going to away just yet. You'll still see this ugly mug for a bit."

Rebecca chuckled before she turned her attention back to the presentation at hand to get her mind off the subject, "We'll also be accompanied by a detachment of Arasaka's own fleet along with some of their best to protect us in our journey…" Still, her mind did wander off as the future of the group was starting to look uncertain. Lucy went rogue, Maine was looking for a way out, and Kiwi was starting to drift away. Everything eventually ended, but she didn't think it'd be this soon. What was she going to do? Did she really want to keep fighting?

"Despite all the the precautions we've taken, all the time and effort designing and constructing these cargo freighters, all the ships we armed for the flotilla and all the men and women tasked in guarding our precious cargo, the journey would still be impossible without the Revere Courier Service," The polite applause that followed helped cleared her mind or a bit as she as the answer stared right at her in the face, "Thanks to their effort, we now have on our hand the most complete map of every last mine, autonomous drone, and hostile pirate basse of the entire pacific rim,"

Yes, she wanted to keep fighting because she could still fight the good fight. She could help make a better future even if all she knew was blasting whoever was on the other end of a barrel. Besides, it wasn't like she was going to have a big family anytime soon. She still wasn't ready to settle down, not when she still got all excited for the prospect of a fight.

"With these tools we will open the norther pacific passage and provide a volume of trade unheard of in our post Corporate War world. If, no, once we succeed, we will bring a new age of prosperity to the Pacific Rim Alliance as well as clear some of the waters that have long been deemed too dangerous to venture into." Rebecca nodded, she still had a long way to go but since her friend's time was drawing to a close she wanted to make sure she enjoyed it every step of the way.

She winced as the lights finally turned back on revealing Hana Song smiling at the audience, "And that concludes my presentation. Now, any questions?"

Rebecca chose to stay silent as the corpo's in the room made their rounds of questions mostly involving the profits and feasibility of the project. While she wasn't that knowledgeable in such topics, she did see just why such a project would be questioned quite heavily. The danger was just too great but, for her, the reward was just enough that she saw why Hiro was willing to risk a lot in this venture. The fact that more jobs were going to be opened up for Night City made this venture that she had vested interest in.

As the questioning finally started to taper off, she now had her time, "What's the expected time of delivery?" She asked Song, wondering how long this job was going to take.

"We're projecting a time table of 3-4 weeks, a week extra on the historical route given that we're skirting around Hawaii and Midway," Hana explained, making her wince a bit. Damn, she really was going to be out at sea for a month.

"Damn it, this is going to be one boring trip. Are we just supposed to sit on our thumbs and wait for something to happen?" Pilar then groggily piped up making her cheeks burn as she turned to his brother and glared at him.

"Pilar!" She scolded him, wishing the earth to swallow him there and then.

Hana smiled as she replied, "Oh, on the contrary, I say it would not." Rebecca paused, turning to the woman as she started showcasing some amenities for the ship, "Given the protection afforded to us by the thin Adamantium Hull, we've managed to free up enough space that we can afford to give some luxuries and entertainment for the ship's crew. These facilities include a gym, swimming pool, and a gaming room among other things.

There was murmuring in the crowd, but the woman was quick to pacify them as she said, "While more cargo would mean more profit, a happy crew is essential in keeping the ship running. These are dangerous waters they're threading, after all, and the profits from the journey alone should more than make up for those invested back into the people manning the ship."

Rebecca nodded appreciatively at the girl's unorthodox actions. Those same amenities would serve to attract mariners. It wasn't everyday you could get a crew that's willing to brave the waves in such drone infested waters. Hiro definitely included those in, but she had to give props to the girl for going through with it even if it meant she had to fight for it.

As she stared at the ship, she started to think that maybe this trip wouldn't be that bad after all. At the very least, it wouldn't be mind numbingly boring.

It was one thing to see a ship in pictures but it was another matter to see it in person. Rebecca whistled as she watched the massive ship, named the Maguro Maru, getting loaded up with containers from a veritable mountain piled up just beside the beach. It was a truly impressive sight; with the ship's structure jutting out like a castle sitting atop its fortress-like hull. It wasn't just one ship being loaded up either, with three more barges ready, each occupying an entire area in the docks.

"Now, those are some big ships," Rebecca whistled, watching them from the edge of the pier. Her friends had already boarded it and she was the only one left on the docks where she stood with the most unexpected of guests, "They're like half a kilometer long, right?" She asked as she turned towards Hana.

Hana snorted as she proudly replied, "More or less. They're the first of their class and they're unlike anything this world has yet to see. The fact that Hiro decided that they're going to be produced here fills me with pride."

Gone was the sharp suit she wore in the meeting and stuffy dress she wore in the airport, instead she wore a tight fitting flight suit that left little to the imagination; a perfect dress for combat, Rebecca noted, "You're really going to come with us, huh? Don't you have a business to run?" She asked.
"Why of course, how can our investors trust the products we make if I myself am not willing to ride the ships my beloved designed?" Hana replied.

Rebecca smirked as she fired back, "You just want to meet Hiro don't you?~"

The girl became a blushing mess as she stuttered out, "W-why that's simply just a coincidence, nothing more."

Rebecca snickered before she schooled her feature and gazed out to the fleet gathering to escort the ships, "Hey Hana, let me ask you something… Why do you really want to pursue Hiro? Is it because your company need Arasaka money or-"

Before she could finish her question, Hana quickly cut her off with a growl, "Don't you dare imply I'm just after his money," Rebecca took pause as she looked at the girl curiously, her interest now piqued, "Hiro's more than just one of the scions of Arasaka. He cares about people, he cares about the future and he wants to build that future. Whenever he talks about his dreams, his passion, he just…" She declared passionately before she started trailing off, catching herself.

Rebecca smiled softly as she finished her sentence, "Hiro does have a way of taking the breath away from you."

She watched Hana hesitate, eyes shifting before she sighed as she nodded, "He… he truly does and that's why he deserves only the best."

"You truly love him huh?" Rebecca noted before grinning and crossing her arms behind her head, "Well, that clears up a lot of things," She declared, finally seeing just why this girl felt so strongly about her. It was no wonder she was a bitch. Hana turned her head away, refusing to comment any further, which just answered Rebecca's suspicion.

"Hey Hana, I know we didn't have the best of starts, and I can't say that I'm looking forward to spending this voyage with you, but for the sake of the person we love let's work together to get this done," Rebecca then offered as she extended her hand out.

Hana looked at her offered hand in suspicion for a bit before she reluctantly reached out and shook it, "Let's see where this voyage takes us then," Hana replied as she gave her a firm shake before declaring, "But don't expect me to give up on pursuing my beloved so easily. I will get his hand eventually,"

Rebecca grinned back at the declaration of challenge as she then said, "Hiro does love a girl with a bit of heat in them, so you're definitely on the right path," She hated the girl, but she respected her for fighting for what she wanted. She was willing to give her a chance at the very least.

The first night out at sea was spent in the recreation area, specifically the indoor bar that served alcohol. While the mechanical bartender wasn't much to look out for, the selection of drinks they sold was decent enough. Most of the crew were watching one of the combat sport matches so they had the whole bar to themselves. Everyone was enjoying their time, well, almost everyone as Rebecca did her best to ignore an ongoing fight between Dorio and Maine.

"God damn it Maine, how many times do I have to tell you that it's not too much to ask for help from Becca with your chrome?" Doroi hissed out not too quietly. It was a bit awkward hearing her name being called, but she elected to ignore it to continue drinking with Sombra, "Also, how many times have I told you that you need to get rid of that thing? It's so old and outdated that you're burning money maintaining it!"

"Dorio, bae, we've been through this a hundred times, I can't afford the upgrade and, before you go on about that offer for better chrome, I already took her offer with getting my stuff fixed; isn't that enough?" Maine replied as he held his arm close to his chest, "Also, why try to change it if it still ain't broke?"

Doroi pinched the bridge of her nose as she then said, "Why are you so against getting free stuff? Becca's been with him and he has yet to mess with us. He's not adding strings to his offers, he's just being nice."

"I don't want us to depend on her for everything. We can do things on our own and I'd rather not go to her everytime we need something," Maine fired back, remaining adamant with his choices.

"It's just your chrome Maine," Doroi then said, starting the whole cycle all over again. Rebecca groaned, her mood slightly dampened by the two's fighting. She respected Maine but, man, could he be stubborn at times.

"Trouble in paradise huh?" Sombra whispered as she nursed a glass of lime and tequila.

"Yeah, Maine's being a dumbass. Prideful son of a bitch," Rebecca shook her head as she then muttered, "Offering any help would only make him double down on his stupidity so I just stayed away. Only Dorio can get through his thick skull by bashing it in with her own stubbornness, but that causes some friction,"

"No shit," Sombra snickered as she glanced over Dorio who stormed off leaving a fuming Maine all alone.

"Don't worry though. Maine will eventually come to his senses and they'll make up," She replied and, right on cue, Maine stood up to follow.

Rebecca sighed as she slumped down on the bartop, groaning as she presse the cold bottle up against her cheeks but she found the bottle too small to hug and nuzzle up against. Not having someone to cuddle up to was taking a bit to get used to.

"Miss him already huh?" Sombra asked.

Rebecca turned to glare at the grinning Latina, "Is it that obvious? Fuck, I miss my cuddles and Mr. Subaru. I want my dick and my duck!" She exclaimed as she threw up her hands in frustration before knocking her drink to drown out her frustration.

Sombra looked at her in confusion as she asked, "What's this about a duck and your grandfather?"

She choked laughing, almost blowing alcohol out her nose, as she swallowed before replying, "No, you're thinking about Saburo. My pet duck is named Subaru. Totally not named after the stubborn old goat."

"You named a duck Subaru?" Sombra asked to which she nodded in confirmation earning a laugh from her, "Chica, have I told you how crazy you are? Naming your pet so closely to your in-laws… Only you Becca, only you."

Rebecca just nodded, moping about as silence descended once more, with only Pilar playing darts to serve as distraction now that Dorio and Maine were away. She was content to drink away and wait for the next time she could call Hiro without sounding too needy when Sombra offered, "Say, I heard they have an entire arcade on the ship? Why don't we go check it out. A friendly competition perhaps? We can toss in a few eddies to spice things up."

Rebecca gave her a look before replying, "And go up against someone with a functional cyberspine?"

"So what? It's not like you can't wear that armor of yours in there," Sombra fired back, at which Rebecca frowned. She could use her armor like that, among other things, now that she had some time to think about it, "Oh don't give me that look. That thing's definitely helping you in combat so it can help with a lot of other shit."

"You know… I hadn't thought about that," She admitted. Maybe she could use that to rearrange her neglected apartment, move some things out as well as pack things up. It'd definitely help speed things up.

"Wait, you haven't used that in bed? All those moves you can pull off dominating your input?" Sombra then asked, making Rebecca pause, mouth hanging open as she realized something. Was the boob plate more than just for show? "Fucking hell, and here I thought you're the hornier one between the two of us."

"S-shut up! I was going to think about that, eventually!" Rebecca sputtered out.

"How about you make me then~?" Sombra purred out even as she growled at her warningly. "What? It's just a game after all? Are you really going to chicken out cause you know you're going to lose?" She taunted.

"Ok, fine. Let's play," She shouted back. As much as she hated to admit it, Sombra had a way to get under her skin, "Just don't go crying once I beat you to a pulp!"

"This is definitely going to be fun,~" Sombra replied as she grabbed her by the hand and pulled her out of the bar.

A/N:

Rebecca meets another corporate heir and things got a little spicy between them. I do hope that didn't made her too much of a bitch cause I wanted a spicy character to add for the harem :V. Also, hey, I do like Hana Song and if you know who she is an expy off well you know. I just like the idea of a ojou-sama for the group.

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Hah... this chapter was a fucking slog. 13k of interlude + omake set in the far future. Too big so I had to split this into two stuff. I loved writing this chapter though cause I got to explore more. I got Nomads, Corporate, Streets all covered up. Hey, there's even one special guess I dropped in. I'll be holding on to this for a while so while you wait, here, have this

Bolter Bitches

A posergang in Night City wasn't an all too uncommon sight. With the proliferation of gene mods, biowares and chrome in the past century, the notion of becoming one's ideal form became a reality.For those who partake in changing one's look, it's a matter of self expression; molding their very form to show off who they truly are both on the inside and the outside.

You have cases like the Valentino's who merely want to look good and there are the extreme cases such as the Willow Sisterhood who willingly transform themselves to look like the beauties of old. Whatever the case is, most people ignore them. Afterall, does it really matter what people do themselves? It's only when they start getting violent that it becomes a problem.

Such was the case for a squad of 6th Street soldiers as they found themselves pinned down in the outskirts of their rapidly shrinking territory. They ran, weaving through upturned vehicles and debris as the familiar roar of a boltgun echoed in the empty streets, chewing through what little cover they had with their high explosive rounds.

"Into the building!" Shouted the lead man as he pointed over one of their former safe houses, a two story building, before he staggered. A shot had just grazed his shoulder, taking a chunk out of him. Gritting his teeth, he soldiered on, powering through the pain as he dragged a straggler inside and upstairs.

Not even the reinforced walls of the building could fully stop the rounds however as the high explosive rounds of the deadly Arasaka armament slammed against the concrete walls and punched holes with their explosive charge. They didn't need the building for cover however as it served better to mask their movement. Bolter rounds, while relatively cheap, can still chew through someone's paycheck and thus the firestorm they were under finally abated

"Fucking Bolter Bitches!" the man once more shouted out of breath, cursing as he slumped against the wall, clutching his shoulder as he scrambled to find a maxdoc on him. He was lucky to merely get a flesh wound from a bolt round rather than having said round explode inside him. Finding one in his pocket, he hastily pulled it out and took a quick huff to dull the pain and give him enough time to cover his wound.

He was lucky, but that couldn't be said for his fellow soldiers. "Sarge, what do we do!?" cried one out as he clutched the bleeding form of one of their fellow brothers, putting pressure on the grievous wound he had in his stomach while the unfortunate man struggled to inhale his own Maxdoc, "They have us fucking surround. Donny's dead and Mikey's bleeding out!" he shouted in panic.

"Shut up Raphy! They'll hear us!" He hissed out as he crept to the nearby window and peered outside. His heart seized as the tall statuesque figures of the Sisters of Battle marched onward, illuminated by the fires of the weapons they carried. While their default weapon was the expensive bolter, all of them carried one form of flamethrower. What's worse was what they wore. Their custom made power armor decorated in their gothic design barely showed dents as their armored boots crushed the skull of Donny with ease. All he could do was stare in horror, not knowing if his own lasgun could put a dent in them.

One of them turned, looking up at him as their eyes locked and Sarge knew he was fucked. He pulled back, heart hammering away his chest as he looked around, trying to figure out what they can do. There were only five of them left and soon to be four if Mikey couldn't be pulled to the hospital. "Let me think, just give me a minute,"

He wouldn't have a minute to as he heard them shouting from the outside, "Onwards my sisters! If they wouldn't meet us in combat then we shall purge them with our purifying flames!"

Sarge screwed his eyes shut, struggling to hold back the panic setting in as the cheers from the armored women below remind him of the situation he was in. He regretted deserting the army, he regretted picking his arms up to join the 6th Street. He wanted to protect his neighbor hood but he didn't want things to end like this, dying ignoblly against a bunch of fucking cosplayers.

"If the Firebird didn't inspire these bitches then none of this would have happened!"
He cried out in his mind as he clutched his rifle. No, he refused to believe that things would end like this. He refused to die like a dog.

He still had his gun, he can still breath, he can still fight! "We fight to the last!" he shouted, making up his mind, as his men looked up to him with wide eyed awe, "If they're going to take us down then we'll drag every last one then to hell with us!" he shouted and his men cheered with him.

He basked in their cries of battle, savoring what little time he had with them until he heard their shouts become one of terror. He blinked numbly, watching his men point behind him, shouting warnings that sounded all too distant. Slowly, he turned, and stared in horror as the armored form of the followers of the Firebird came flying at him, their jetpack roaring while the flamers in their hand blazed to life.

"At Least I wouldn't die burning" Was all he could think before he felt his face crunch beneath an armored hell, his body flying as the woman crashed inside the room they hid in. It didn't take long before the screaming started. He only felt the briefest touch of fire before the back of his head hit the walls and he knew no more.
 

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