http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NO_yVnUl34A (Rob Zombie - Hands of Death)
Valchalistra Valyastryvaskia A.K.A. V, sat at her helm of the famed two person stealth bomber the"Devil's Status."
V's job was to go on covert runs bombing targets of importance, infiltrate destroy or obtain objectives. It was well known that she was the best that Admiral Bob Carthridge had available. Which is why Admiral Bob Carthridge did such a great job of distracting the populous away from her covert acts. Though this time it was a different mission entirely.
"Hey V," Derik Aces A.K.A. Jackyl , V's co-gunner and eyes in the sky, chimed in while V was focused on the next mission. "Hey we might have extra company on this run V."
"What is it now?" V responded, somewhat distracted, as she maneuvered her stealthed bomber through the fleet of Lao Mon that had not yet submitted to the will of Admiral Bob Carthridge.
"It seems that some girl named Luci, from 'The Bloody Hand' has been highered to hunt you down and capture or kill you."
"The Bloody Hand, that some kind of PMS club for over-zealous women?" V asked, with a sort of scoff as she managed to now break the atmosphere of Trebia and began the slow arduous plummet to the planet's surface.
"They seem to be a mercenary group for higher." Jackyl responded.
"Well bring up the info you can find on this Luci, girl. But we still need to make this looting run at Parabolic City." V responded.
"Right, didn't we torch this place to the ground during the first strike for Independence?"
"Yes, and according to scanners there is still no sign of life, and the radiation is still off the charts." V stated still gently gliding the ship down slowly so the ship entering atmosphere wouldn't drop the stealth shielding of her bomber.
"So we will need our rad-gum at hand in case there is a containment breach."
V didn't even respond, she hated repeating the same safety briefings that were given to her constantly before and after a mission.
"Okay, okay V I get it, so what's the target anyways?" Jackyl asked.
"In the center of Parabolic City was the DMC Grand, the largest casnio ever built on Trebia. Well at the center in the vaults is one funding for our war, and two there are reports that DMC himself left his new plans for a sleeker fighter that would allow us to easily win this war." V responded.
"Do you believe that old wives tale of the Reverend keeping his plans here at the DMC Grand?"
"Look I don't believe anything, I just follow orders." V responded, it was her non-committal way of avoiding a pointless topic, they were going to try to get into the vault regardless of personal beliefs. "Hey it says here that Luci is a known smoker, we should set up the 'Thank You For Smoking.'" V said after a few seconds of scrolling through the briefs.
"But the bottom twenty five floors were all non-smoking?" Jackyl responded.
"That is only if they notice the signs all around saying no smoking. While I'm down there, you should try to find a working one." V responded, a slight aggravated pause and then she let out "don't worry they are after me, so you should have plenty of time to set it up."
"Okay, if not in the rubble of the DMC Grand, I'll find one from another casino nearby."
"There you go, now stay focused."
With that the "Devil's Status" landed silently, kicking up dirt that then fell on the settling ship to give it a hidden look amongst the rubble of what was left of Parabolic City. The door dropped open as V in her full Graviton suit and weapons began quickly making her way down the street towards the once impressive DMC Grand, that now only had 13 stories still left standing, above ground. Though the basement stories legend had it went down for well over 100 additional stories. The structural integrity was still yet unknown, "it should be fine for a quick snatch and grab mission, but if there was to be combat it might come down at any minute" V thought to herself.
As V made her way down the road, she remembered with perfect clarity her first time running down these very streets in an effort to save Bob Carthridge when he was held at gun point by his fellow Admirals. "Forty-four days" V muttered to herself as she recalled how long it took her to get her and the admiral out of the city.
"Well if this is to be a trap, at least I'll have the home field advantage." V thought to herself finally making it to the main entrance of the DMC Grand. The DMC Grand was still impressive as the base itself took up over a mile an a half, given that there were still thirteen stories still standing above ground, and an unknown number of levels below ground the size of this building could be any where from 21 miles to 70 miles of space to search through in order to find the vault and the reverend's famous blue prints.