Story/Normal 7-5 (Part2)/Script

[...Our team arrived at the coordinates given by Persica.]

Kalin: Commander! A Sangvis communication outpost has indeed been spotted!
That's probably how the Sangvis ringleader has been remote-controling her troops. Hurry up and destroy it!

[...Two minutes later.]
[The team detonated the explosives and annihilated the Sangvis outpost.]
[...]

Dreamer: Ah...
I didn't expect this game of cat-and-mouse to end so soon...
How? How on earth did they sniff me out so quickly...? I just don't understand...
But who cares... "She" has already reached her destination.
Now then...

[Dreamer rises from her seat...]

Dreamer: It's time for me to get a stretch too...

[...Meanwhile, LG2/F in Detention Center "Mario's Princess".]
[...The counterattack nears its end.]

Negev: Humph, this piece of junk... That's the last of them, yeah?

M4 SOPMOD II: Behind you, Negev!

Negev: ...!

M16A1: ... (Lowers her weapon)
THAT...was the last one.

Negev: (Shrugs) Nevermind. I didn't get the first kill anyway.
But you guys did pretty well this time.
Especially you...
Miss M4A1 of the AR Team.

M4A1: (Smiles) I merely performed my duty.

FN49: Don't say that. We're all saved thanks to you.

FNC: You were an excellent commander, M4! How could I ever thank you?!

Skorpion: Heheh! Let's throw a party for M4 once we're out of here!

M4A1: Please do not get ahead of yourselves. We still have a lot of injured to care for.
Move our disabled onto the ambulance. Replenish on ammo and meds, then assemble again in the first floor lobby.

M16A1: Alright, let's go!

M4 SOPMOD II: Heheh, so we did make it through the night!

M4A1: Yes, we can finally leave this place.
(Mutters) And come face-to-face with Judge...soon...

??: Really...?
Then thank goodness I made it here in time.

M4A1: ...?!

[A soft clap sounds in a distance.]
[...Poof!]

All T-Dolls: ...?!

Skorpion: Hey! Who turned off the lights?!

FNC: Even the fridge is off! Chocolate! My chocolate!

M16A1: Must be a power cut!
Don't panic, guys. It could just be...
...

[...]
[......]
[............]
[Nothing but silence all of a sudden.]

M4A1: ...
Hey, why...has everyone suddenly stopped talking?
M16? SOP?
Negev? Skorpion?!
Where are you? Answer me!

??: They won't.

M4A1: ?!
Who are you?! Where are you?!

??: How can you still be standing, M4A1?
You really are different from the rest of them.

M4A1:You...
Who are you...

??: In that case, let's do it here.

[...Light footsteps echo through the hall as a small figure slowly approaches M4.]

M4A1: Stop! Not another step!

[...!]
[M4A1 fires swiftly at the source of the footsteps.]

M4A1: ... (Pants)
Did I get her...?

??: Almost...
...Actually, not even close.

[...]
[Suddenly, the tiny figure appears right in front of M4.]

M4A1: ...?!

[The figure — "She" — enfolds M4 in a tight embrace...]

??: I want to...
Finish what AR15 had failed to do for me...
To get the answer that you haven't been able to give me...

M4A1: ...?!?!
What...What is this...
Stop...Please stop—
STOP IT—!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH—!