Beginning of the End

It was finally morning after a long and weird night for 3. She had gotten up late and arrived to the meeting 20 minutes late.

"Hey guys sorry i'm late.." 3 groggily said, giving a tired wave to her friends.

"Sup 3, you look tired." 4.5 said.

The others just got back to what they were doing. 3 joined the meeting, and soon learned that they would be invading the Octarian hideout the the next day, or at least making there way to it. Marie explained that they would be leaving tonight. 3 sighed, as she was overly tired.

4 decided to take 3 somewhere else.

"What do you want 4?" 3 said, still tired.

4 began to shift around, her face turning red. 3 turned her head in confusion.

"W-Well, I-I asked Callie about what M-Marie is reading. And..."

"And...? What was she reading?" 3 asked curiously.

"She-She's reading a book... about me.." 4 said, turning even more red.

3 after this news was now fully awake due to shock. She was slightly taken aback by the news, she even found it somewhat creepy.

"Hm, well i'm sure it's nothing." 3 said, shrugging it off.

4 nodded and the two girls returned to the meeting. 3 had sat down on the ground next to 4.5, who was on his phone looking bored. 3 tried to look over his shoulder to see who what he was looking at. All she saw was a catalog for the latest fashion trend, so she quit trying. 4.5 looked at her and tilted his head in curiosity.

"Yes 3? Do you need something?" 4.5 asked. 3 was again taken aback, as she had never seen 4.5 so formal.

"Uh, no 4.5."

"Call me Alex." He said.

"Okay.." 3 said.

"Well, I told you my name, so you tell me yours."

"Oh, uh my names Olivia." 3 replied.

"Cool." Alex said, getting up and walking over to 4 and messing with her. 3 sighed, as he never really took anything seriously. But it was fine, he got up and decided to walk around a bit to please her leg, who was asleep now. She sighed once again. The others began to stand up and stretch after sitting down for a while, as the meetings were usually 1-2 hours long in order to cover every topic.

Meanwhile, 8 was getting his squad ready at the near front of the base. 8 was instructing his troops on where to go and stand when the Agents invaded. After that, he taught them about which agents to aim and shoot at. 8 as fairly experienced at stuff like this, so this came pretty easy. And even tough he knew that this battle would be different, he secretly wished for it to be his last. 8 sighed and went back to his quarters to which he was given as a reward. He knew it wasn't much, but he liked it anyways. he laid on top of his small but yet comfortable bed and slowly drifted into deep thought.

8 woke up, however when he did, he wasn't in the same room. He was laying in a white room. 8 slowly got up and began to look around, as he didn't know where he was. he began shouting for anyone to hear him, but to no avail. His voice was not heard. 8 gave up and turned around to see a figure standing about 7 inches behind him. Again, he tried to talk, but this time to the figure. Once more, his voice was not heard. The figure walked closer to him, reaching for his hand. 8 suddenly snapped at the action, punching the figure right in the face. The figure got up, as if they weren't even hurt. This made 8 mad, he charged at the figure, leaping and punching at it. None of these attacks did anything. 8 then stopped his attacks and then noticed that the figure had a hood on. 8 ran at the figure and took its hood off, revealing a shocking sight. 8 stood, frozen. The figure that was standing in front of him, was himself. 8 began to slightly shake, as he was confused at all this. Suddenly, the figure began to fade away. 8 started to freak, and shouted at the figure once more, this time, he heard his voice.

"Wait! Stop!" 8 screamed, reaching to himself. Suddenly, 8 woke up in his own room. he looked around, not seeing the figure anywhere.

"What.. What the hell was that...?"