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He had his back pressed against a wall,he sat down long enough to deal with his wounds,he had some things he could tie over the wounds,the only one he'd deal with was the cut on his face,he just wiped away the dry blood and went on with his life.He stood up,da*n his teacher,Nero,hated his teacher now.His teacher wanted him dead.He walked away from the spot,his boots stepping on the dead ground,littered with blood.He noticed one of his guns on the ground,the black one,but not the silver one,oh well,good enough,he went and picked it up,and checked the amo,still was there.He looked up,if it was his death that man wanted,then he better not bet on it,cause this time it won't be a stroll in the park.

"We have to go after him. Now!" Vladimir said, looking around at his men. They all were getting the place fixed up. They had managed to survive that attack, but they had to make the place usable now. "We have to take that Daemon Hunter down.

Nero put the gun in its once empty holster,where should he go there wasent much options,he'd have to find a place.

Vladimir gathered a few of his best men, and briefed them on what was going on. There was a very deadly soldier on the loose, and he would have a lot of power in his hands if he knew how to use it. He was wounded, though. And that made him weak. But also desperate, which would be dangerous. They would leave immediatly.

Nero walked away,he walked forward,onward.He heard Vladimir talk,so he hid behind a corner and eavesdropped,despite the fact he knew what it was all about.He blew his white bangs out of his face.What did they really want him dead for,was it because of what he knew...or who he was..what he did...or something else..?

Vladimir and the SS Honor Guardsmen began searching the ruins, trying to find anything they could. They thought that maybe he didn't leave quite yet, but they didn't know for sure. At any rate, they would try to find him.

Nero turned and ran in the opposite direction they were looking at.He had to watch each,and every single step he took,careful not to make a sound.If he made the slightest sound,he would be found,the only sound his body made,was the sound of his heartbeat,which he could hear.He stayed hidden.

But their search was futile. Vladimir found nothing but rubble and more rubble. Now? Now they had to search for Neo. And where? They didn't know.

Nero was a distance from all the ruble,quite a distance now,he made his way along,he knew they would come,but who's to say they'll catch him¿

Vladimir and his men set out from the base to see if they could find him. They set out in a wall pattern, to find him that way.

Nero walked,he was about 22 minutes away from where the men looking for him were.He came up with the prediction they wouldn't stop,until he was found and killed,oh if he survived to see age 20,this would make a lovely story to tell.

Vladimir didn't see him, but a helicopter did. Unfortunately, it had no guns. But it DID radio in the location, and Vladimir was overjoyed. "FORWARD, MEN!" He shouted, and began running towards where Neo was.

Nero heard the helicopter above,and looked up,he Knew what it done,it gave away his location,"pretty harsh huh,wanting to kill me over silly things" he mummbled,he continued to walk,if he saw the shoulders he would run,nut he walked for now,but no matter what,he wasent stopping for deaths train.

Vladimir and his men charged forward, firing their main guns as fast as they could. Bullets streaked across the barren landscape, embedding in trees and whatever else they could find. But they weren't very accurate. Vladimir doubted they'd hit anyone.

Nero heard the sounds of gun s being shot,that,was when he began to run for it.So far each shot would have missed,rather by an inch,or by a mile,it would have missed.

Vlad saw him run farther and farther away, getting closer and closer to that enemy stronghold they needed to get rid of. Well, that would just be hard to do.

Nero ran,he didn't stop.He wouldn't be captured,he had been seen yes,but they wouldn't let a hand on him,for now.

Vladimir knew that eventually, one of them would run out of breath. He just didn't know who would do it first. Vlad, or Neo.

Honestly,by this time,and this distance,Nero's lungs were burning from the running,but did he stop,no,he didn't.The question still remained,who would run out of breath first?

Vladimir, from the entire day's worth of fighting, drew tired with the running. Now he didn't know if he could keep up or not. It was hurting him.