Brendan shifted his backpack awkwardly and stepped onto the docks. That's a good idea, put a guy with anger issues with a submarine that's ten thousand feet underwater. 
"Welcome Lieutenant." 
"Thanks." Brendan dropped down into submarine and dropped his backpack down, adjusting his cap. 
"Brendan!" 
"Huh?" He turned, "Oh, uy Mercy." Brendan sat in a chair as the sub sunk down into the water, he relaxed and watched the screen in front of him. 
"Watching this screen is like watching paint dry." He lasted his down on the desk, hitting it several times. Mercy sat across from him, spinning around in her chair. Brendan stated at the screen, spoke to soon. He watched as a fast moving dot creeped closer and closer. 



"The Marines have gotten out of control" The President sat in his office with his hands folded on his desk. 
"Mr. President, that's not your call to make." The 1st Congressman stood in front of the President. "Only Congress can make Military official calls." 
"I don't care! Send someone in, and take. Them. Down!" The President got out of his seat. 
"Sir, I don't really get what they've done wrong." 
"They estola confidential information! They should all be fired! That wasn't information wasn't for the Marines!" 
"But, Sir-" 
"Take them down! Or I will myself." The President left the office, leave the 1st Congressmen to himself.

Lexi bolted down the streets of New York with Erasers following close behind her.
"Why is it always me?!??!!" She ducked as a eraser swept a paw at her. "MISSED!" She laughed and lept over a garbage can. "Whoa whoa whoa!" She skidded and slammed into Jaime, knocking them both over.
"Hey watch it brat!" Jaime shoved her off of him.
"Jaime?" Lexi stared at the boy.
"What?" He got up, and starting running.
"Jaime wait!"