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Nero told Vladimir just about everything he knew about the capital.

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"Iiinteresting. And the defenses?" Vladimir asked.

( I didn't know how to explain)
"Strong" he answered.Hell what capital doesn't have defenses?

( splendid, splendid.)

"Good, good, that will be easy, then." He replied, and chuckled. Strong? With him, nothing is strong.

( just terrific, splendid ole' jolly)

After about a half hour of walking in extreme boredom the two men, arrived infront of the capital.

"Look at the size of that thing, Neo! Its a large wall. Reminds me of the HRA stronghold back at home! Alright. Enough dillydalling. Take this Melta Bomb, attach it to that side of the wall, yes," Vladimir said, pointing at the brick nearest him. He took his Melta Bomb, and disengaged the stick. "That's going to go off, then I'll throw this. Ready?"

Nero looked up at the capital as he listened to Vladimir,Just another Capital... he thought not seeing the greatness in it.Nero looked at Vladimir and took the bomb.He nodded a quick okay,"ready" he said, and went to do his objective.1.Attach the bomb to the brick wall.He attached the bomb to the wall, and went back to where he was before."Throw it."

Vladimir smiled, and pressed the detonator. Three tons of stone, rock, concrete, and rebar flew into the air as the melta bomb vaporized and tossed huge chunks of the wall into the air. There was still some left, though, and he threw the second Melta bomb into the left overs, ripping it open. Now there was a hole big enough for a tank. He upholstered his Bolt pistol and his sword, and walked forward. Hundreds of guards and soldiers began running towards them.

Holding the gun in one hand, pointing it upwards, he turned his head towards Neo, and smiled. They probably weren't going to live, but they would have the best time they could. "You wanna live forever?"

Nero watched as the wall was vaporized, sending bits and pieces, and chunks, of it everywhere.Luckily none of it hit them.He looked at the hole.Powerful bomb he thought.Nice.
Nero unsheathed his sword, and looked at Vladimir, tilted his head to the side, "forever a long time, don't you think?" He asked with the slightest smile.

"Not long enough, buddy." Vladimir said, and ran forward, gun facing forward, sword trailing behind him as he ran, round after round going out of his gun, spent cartridges flying out of the side. Dirt was kicked up as he ran, fling backwards.

(I can see something like this happening in slow motion. Hey, want to make it so that it's sorta like a movie ending? I mean, they take the capital, and stand holding up the flags? But the battle part blacking out. I mean, its a cool ending, dont'cha think?)

( slow motion
And
1.No white flags
2.what do you mean by 'blacking out'?)
Neararo looked down, a few strands of his white bangs falling into his face, he chuckled a little under his breath.Forever, just enough time for me to kick some more ass... he thought.He looked back up and ran forward.The wind blowing the hair out of his face.His sword dragging behind him, but it not touching the ground.He looked at Vladimir.Taking the gun idea to courtesy, he sheathed Searo.Taking out both of his guns out.Both the black one, and the silver one. (in DMC, the guns are named Ebony and Ivory, I just haven't decided if Nero should call his that) He may be better with a sword, but guns worked to.He used both of them.Some may think he was copying Vladimir by using a gun, but consider it student learning from teacher.

(1.Alright, 2.Oh, okay)

Vladimir walked, almost limping, to the flag. His sword arm was hanging down, covered in blood. His coat tattered and torn in places, bullet holes streaked across them. His gun was smoking, almost red hot. His hat, wet with sweat, and hanging off his side. But still he lived. He found the enemy flag, and took it up, letting the flag down the flag-pole. Then he took his own HRA flag, the flag he carried since his acceptance into the military, and began raising it. The enemy flag hit the flames, and disappeared. "Forever is a long time... But we'll make it eventually."

Nero followed behind Vladimir.He had a grazed cut on his face, his right cheek to be exact, a small graze.The tips of his bangs that got near it got stained by blood.Red and white did not mix.Blood here and there, on his pants, and coat, and skin in someplaces, a few wounds here and there.He followed Vladimir to the enenmys flag.He watched as the enemy's flag went down, and the HRA flag went up."Forever, is only the beginning.." he said.