The Twins of Change (uploading chapter by chapter)

Chapter 3 Dexter

"Sir none of our teams have been able to reach the main guns...most have barly made it close."

"There is only one person that will be able to even get close im going to need Dexter"

   Dexter was making the last adjustments on his newest expeririment in his lab. There was parts of unfinshed machines and wepons strewen all other his lab. One of the by-productes of haveing an afinity with machines and mecinisims. He created most of the wepons and technolige he carred into battle. He finshed his last tweak and took off his weliding glasses. He looked at the armoured gloves he had been making. He stuck his hand in them and flicked a switch with his thumb. The hiss of gas could soon be herd. He clashed his hands toghter and they burst into flames. He didnt flinch he didnt feel the heat. One of the things that made him a great machnic was his resstance to fire. He couldnt feel heat or get burned.

   "Dexter the high commander needs you." said a messanger peaking his head into the door of Dex's lab.

"What does he want this time " replied Dex

"I dont know. He just told me to go and fetch you. You are needed in the breifing room." the messanger replied.

Dex fliped off his fire fist as he would now call them.

"Runn and tell the commander I'm on my way." Dex told the messanger.

"Yes sir" he replied as he ran off.

    Dex graped his side arm off the hook by the door and began to walk to th breifing room. As he walked he talked to some of the troops that were there. Some had just come in from missions, some where wounded others had come in from rescue missions. Dex walked up to the door into the breifing room. He put his eye in to the eye scaner. He walked into the room. The Commander as he was know to the rebles never metioned his real name. Whenever he was adresseed he was adressed as The commander or as commander.

" you summend me commander." said Dex as he walkked in.

"Ive got a job for you and your squad." he said

"Last time you said that i got shot multipul times and had to runn though a lot of fire."

"This one probly wont be much easyer."

"You have got to be kidding me"

"Nope im not you and your squad leave in 15 min you will be breifed on your way there."

"Wonderful sir" muttered Dex sarcasticly as he began walking to his lab to gather up some of his newest technoligie. He picked up his flame hands and began walking to his gunship.

     The hanger was filled with identical black gunships. Each one of his 5 squad mates had a gunnship wich carryed there personal armory. Dex walked up to his and slid open the door and hung up his flame fists on a hook near his suit of armour. He began to check over his armour and make sure it was all in working order. He grabed his dual psitols and made sure they had ammo. He ran a quick system check  on his amour. As he did this the rest of his squad had gathered ready to leave on there newest mission.