After retrieving the probe data fully to give back to Jormangund's CEO, the team received a good payment with some extra for their troubles as Areh began scouting for some extra parts.  First things first, he had to repair the mako itself, the extra that they were given from Mr. Alvarne helping a long way towards buying some new axle pieces.  It took at least a day or two, but eventually someone in Stockholm had suitable replacements for them to use.
The quarian Areh spent his day entirely in the cargo hold, fixing up the Mako with a little help from Leiah and James, the raptor happily getting down and dirty beneath the tank chassis.  The axle itself was completely wrecked through, the silicate dust having twisted entire thing out of joint from both blocking it up and fouling it to no end.  Firstly, they had to remove the broken axle itself after cleaning all dust from the ruined parts, then dislocate the wheels from the axle and make sure that they were still useable.
Once they were checked over, they had to place the wheels onto the brand new shiny axle and fit it right back in.  All three of them were now underneath the large tank, which was supported up by a strong jack keeping the front part upheld, as they worked together side by side on their backs, screwing the bolts back in.
	"This don't seem that bad!" said FG.  "I thought this would take a lot longer."
	"I did too!" said Areh happily.  "I guess I overreacted a little huh?"
	"Heh, it's fine, it's your baby here and all, I mean I'd be the same with my bike."
	"I never knew you were good at mechanics James," replied Leiah.  "Not that I had a reason to guess."
	"I'm not like an expert, I just know the basics, shaft goes here, axle right here, I mean I can't take one apart and put it back together again but I can figure out where a piece goes."
	"What kind of...bike...did you have?" asked Areh.
	"Mmmmmm...Rapide 150cc I think," said James, "it's been a while since I last used it but uh, yeah."
	"Ahhh huh...I am not sure I know that model."
	"Well yanno, different worlds."
	"Do they have tanks back in your world?"
	"Not like these, they were much slower for starters...had treads too and not wheels."
	"Ahh."
	"How long you had this Areh?" asked Leiah.
	"Um...two years maybe?  No...no three years I think, it was a gift from the movie producer."
	"Wait movie producer?"
	"OH yeah um, we did this movie soundtrack once, Attack of the Killer Rachni?"
	"OHHH yeah yeah you did that, I saw the poster!"
	"Yeah!  So, the director thanked us so much for the soundtrack and he gave us a tank!  It's the actual tank from the movie even, they got a full-blown old alliance model!"
	"Wait this thing is real military?" said FG.  "How'd you even get that tech?!"
	"Some stuff gets discarded, the guy had it in his family because his dad was a mechanic for the Alliance Army.  They're not using it anymore so why not give us it for our space-trekking adventures!?"
	"And this was before or after that hanger guy became your boss?"
	"Han-NAR.  And yes this was before."
	"What's so big about this movie anyway?  I mean, it seems real big with you guys."
	"Hehehe...you never really heard about our success story huh?"
	"Nope," said Leiah, "sorry, but we'd love to hear!"
	"Alright," said Areh, "lemme just...NNNNGH!  Keelah this thing is stuck tight-THERE!"

The third bolt out of nine was rooted firmly in place, screwed in tight by Areh's own tools as he sighed with relief, looking up at the axle before working on the next bolt.
	"So there was this B-movie, called Attack of the Killer Rachni, it was a real typical blood and guts affair, people get trapped at a rachni nest and gotta fight their way out."
	"Sounds normal," said FG, "nothing like a movie nasty to set the mood for the night."
	"Heh, right.  So while we were looking for jobs, we got called up by the producer who loved our work and since we were available, he hired us for the soundtrack.  And it was amazing.  It was...just...the best thing ever."
	"Why's that?" asked Leiah.
	"Because it was shooting us to fame!  We never got any real big gigs but everyone LOVED the soundtrack!  That soundtrack sold out more than the movie ever did!  I mean the movie's kind of a cult classic but the music...eeeeveryone was talking about it, and we got really noticed!  The best one everyone says was Rachniphobia, which plays around the middle of the movie right during the first big resistance the survivors put up, the part where the heroes start really turning the tide!"
	"Is it your best song?"
	"Personally, I don't think so, but a lot of people love it."
	"Wait Rachniphobia?" said FG.  "Didn't you guys plan to do that song during that fundraiser party?"
	"Oh...yeah, we...we decided not to."
	"But the councilor really wanted that song, she even asked me about it."
	"Um...th-that's up to Lirem, he's our head for all these things."
	"...you know I asked Norem about this once.  He kinda clammed up about it, is there something wrong with this song?"
	"N-n-no, not really.  Just...look, this song is kind of sensitive to Lirem.  I promised not to say anymore so you have to respect that, but...basically he never wants to play it again because something happened."
	"Ooooh is it like a cursed song?" asked Leiah.
	"...you know what, yeah let's go with that."
	"Oh...I-i was just kidding but-"
	"It's alright just...don't talk about it around Lirem okay?  He doesn't wanna talk about it.  Ever."
	"Can I at least ask about the song itself?" asked James.
	"Um...sure?"
	"Alright, who wrote it?"
	"Hehe, Jax did."
	"Wait really?  He writes songs too?"
	"It's the ONLY song he wrote.  See, he had this drumbeat idea, like it sorta went duuf...d-dhh-duuf, d-dhh-duuf, and then it went d-d-d-d-d-duuf and it was great!  But it was just a drumbeat so I added this synth backing part so it all synced itself up to this 4/4 beat rolling out at a hundred-and-seventy-three bpm.  Then Norem suggested to Lirem that his guitar riff would fit the song and boom, success!  It was awesome, and Jax got credit for writing the song since he started it."
	"Wait, 4/4?"
	"OH um, time signature, it's how you measure the uh, how many beats are in each part of the song."
	"Ahhhh...any chance we can hear it?"
	"Sure, I think Jax has the audio of it in his room, you can listen to it if you ask him."
	"Alright, awesome...nnnnNNNNNNEH!  Phew...these bolts are damn tight."
	"Hehe yeah...you think we need anything else on this guys?"
	"Iiiiiiii think it needs to be twenty-percent cooler."
	"...um...no it...doesn't, what does thermodynamics have to do with this?"
	"Wait, what?  OH dammit Koopin!"

James slapped his head and started laughing to himself, with Leiah asking:
	"What's so funny?"
	"HHhhahahaha, no no just, my boyfriend really loved this uh moomoo show or something and uh...I dunno, there was this quote, it was silly."
	"Ahhh."
	"You know my boyfriend's a huge fan of music too Areh, I'm sure he'd have loved to learn some stuff from you."
	"Hah really?" said Areh.
	"Oh yeah, he wants to be a DJ.  Hell I gave him a turntable set for our fourth anniversary."
	"Aw that's cool...belt-drive or direct?"
	"I dunno, it had one disc on the top instead of two, he said he didn't wanna start off TOO complex so..."
	"Well as long as he's got a good ear for music he'll be fine.  Some stuff you learn on your own well enough."
	"Well his mum is a musician herself so I think he'll be fine."
	"Wow that's neat!  ...hand me that bolt wouldya, I think I mixed one up."
They kept working on the mako with little small talk, as they neared the end of their repairs with the last few bolts welded in tight.  Areh checked everything twice, then twice again for any last remnants of either a loose end or hole or some unseen gap that he had missed.  He was only satisfied with it after five suffering minutes of constant examination, piercing with such intense scrutiny that they feared his mask would break open.
Once the final checks were over, they headed up to Jax's room to let him know they had finished, the raptor getting his first sight ever of the krogan's bedroom.  Somehow he expected it to look rather rough, rather brutish even, but he had never expected it to look quite so punkish as his appearance would have one suspect.  A reinforced bed for his sturdy weight, a terminal on a desk filled with download pads and posters of pure brawn, death and explosions all over the place.
From videogame art and pure muscle pinups, to luscious babes and badass movie posters, Jax's room felt more like a teenager's than one for a krogan.  There were some smaller more significant things that could be spotted out in the room, the floor mostly covered by discarded heat clips and empty food packets.  A trusty shotgun right by his bed, pictures of two much older krogan standing side by side with hands clasped together as well as various locales they had visited.
Jax was sitting on the bed listening to something on a music player, the raptor trying to figure out where his earholes were exactly before he looked up taking out his headphones.
	"Heeeeey Areh!  Fixed that thing up?!"
	"Yep!" said Areh.  "All good and new."
	"Awesome, not like it wuz any problem huh?"
	"Well thanks to these guys it was nothing.  Um, do you still have a copy of Rachniphobia lying around?"
	"Course, you guys wanna copy?"
	"Sure!" said James and Leiah.

The krogan rolled off his bed and picked up one of the various download pads before updating a copy to each of their omni-tools.  The transfer was instantaneous, the download pads themselves working almost like their own, quite a difference from the USBs that FG was used to as he said:
	"Wow nice, thanks man!"
	"No prob, s'my favourite song we ever did, you can put it up in yer terminal too and have a listen."
	"I'll check this out later then.  Nice room by the way."
	"Hah, just li'l bits an' pieces, nothin' much."
	"Hey is that your dads?" asked Leiah pointing at one picture.
	"Yep!  That's dad on the left an' that's pappy on the right."
	"Did you call them yet?"
	"I did yeah, just waitin' fer a callback, hope you got time to chat with them Areh."
	"Long as it's not too long a chat," said Areh softly, "I like your dads but-"
	"I know, you got a schedule, it's cool.  So what are you guys up to?"
	"Nothing really," said FG, "though I think I need to contact someone, actually are we doing any missions at the moment?"
	"Nope.  Bit dry fer a few weeks 'til the boss comes up with somethin'."
	"Then...could you guys get me down to a planet so I can meet someone?  That Comstock dude I got a message from?"
	"Oh right!" said Leiah.  "That guy, he replied?"
	"Yeah he's interested, said he'd help me out, soooo if it's okay for you guys to take a diversion I'd-"
	"Sure," said Areh, "I mean we're not doing anything right now so go tell him and arrange a meeting spot."
	"Awesome, thanks."
Heading out back to his room the raptor uploaded the song to the terminal to take his time listening, while also sending out an email to contact Mr. Comstock once again.  After listening to the song for the third time, he got a reply back in the middle of a musical frenzy, his fists beating the air rapidly upon invisible drums.

[09:15] <Velocistar237> hi there, im free to talk about our dimentional stuff now
[09:15] <SkyhookKnight> You do realise dimensional is spelt with an S, don't you?
[09:15] <Velocistar237> um i knew that, im not used to this computer sorry
[09:15] <SkyhookKnight> It's fine, sorry I'm a bit strict with my spelling, comes with being a researcher.  Can't let my honor down.
[09:15] <Velocistar237> hahaha, you know that honour is spelt with a U dont you?
[09:16] <SkyhookKnight> Hah, touche.  Where are you located, I can arrange a place for us to meet.
[09:16] <Velocistar237> im near earth actually, any good places there
[09:16] <SkyhookKnight> Perfect, I'm doing some research on quantum mechanics down on the planet Ontarom in the Kepler Verge.  I'll send you the coordinates now.
[09:16] <Velocistar237> awesome! thanks mr comstock i cant wait to meet so you can help me with this mess
[09:17] <SkyhookKnight> The pleasure's all mine.  I'll be waiting, see you in a few days hopefully.

With a date and plan set, the raptor informed the crew of his meeting with Mr. Comstock, eventually flying out towards Ontarom and landing at the designated coordinates.  The planet was uncomfortably hot, but the atmosphere was certainly breathable of a hefty nitrogen-oxygen mix not unlike that of Earth.  Despite landing somewhere in the more desert region, James was finding it a rather welcoming place by how easy it was to breathe and take in the sun, smiling at his two friends that escorted him as he said:
	"Man this place feels really nice!"
	"Sure is!" said Lirem.  "Don't even need helmets here, place must be a real paradise fer anyone wantin' to live here."
	"There's not many for now," said Leiah, "there's a bunch of human settlements around the place who monitor these communication hubs for the Alliance.  But a lot of people find it rather stupid."
	"Why's that?"
	"Well, the moon's orbit above Ontarom, is slowly decaying.  And the closer it gets in decay, the more tidal effects happen and the magnetic field of the planet just gives it some CRAZY electric storms."
	"...this just gave me an idea for a new song."
	"Huh?!"
	"Think about it!  Violent storms rock the landscape, people run and flee in terror, a moon slowly decays to come crashing down above their heads within three days!  ...Termina."
The turian wrapped his arm around Leiah with a hand outstretched at the idea already spawning in his head, a song flickering between his ears as his mind lighted up.  The Centurion Eagle was at rest behind them, the rest of the crew back on the ship just in case of any trouble as Leiah said:
	"...I'm...not sure, that sounds kinda dark."
	"Maybe," said Lirem, "but people love dark rock songs, they love that shit.  Sure the song about a pretty girl walking down the presidium sells nicely, but then you got the song about the one that's stalking her.  What's more interesting, the song that says 'you're beautiful' or the song that says 'if you ever leave me I will kill you'?"
	"...well you're just creepy today aren't you?!" said Leiah nervously.
	"No no no I'm just saying, music-wise, people love a dark story in music!  It makes them feel smart by listening and understanding rather than some smoochy I wub you song."
	"Mmmmmm...I guess?  You're the rock expert."
	"Heh...any sign of this guy James?"
	"Not yet," said FG, "you got anything Areh?"
	"There's something coming from the north," said Areh through the comms, "looks like some sort of Mako, that might be your guy."
	"Awesome.  I just really hope this guy knows what he's doing."
	"Why wouldn't he?" said Lirem.  "He told you who he was right?"
	"Well yeah but...I just wonder what he looks like."
	"...looks like you're about to get your chance."
The sound of something coming was soon heard, as the telltale growl of an M-35 Mako came rolling up towards them from the north, shining through the desert horizon from afar.  James was surprised at the place he chose for a meeting spot, a rather barren-looking place with the only point of interest being a large chasm that laid towards the north in the form of a sloped ravine.  Tall misshapen rocks formed themselves along the ravine, like teeth from a broken jaw as the tank came closer.

The mako was a much clearer white than Areh's, possibly brand new or even just much better maintained before boosting its thrusters to hop over the gap, launching from one side to the other.  In the midst of its short flight, which James shielded his eyes from once he gazed towards the sun, was a dark grey shadow that leapt towards him, jumping from the tank in mid-flight like a giant bat.  Rolling itself forwards as the tank landed in a cloud of dust, a roar came from the dust before a blast of wind surged towards FG, one that felt all too familiar to him.  Right before he got punched in the gut hard enough to keel over.
	"GUUUUH!"
	"JAMES!"
Leiah's outcry was one he barely heard once the beast before him spoke.  An unmistakeable voice he wished he had never heard.
	"Surprise muthafucker...bet you thought you'd seen thuh last of me huh?"
Standing tall before him, his fist sliding off the raptor's armoured belly, was a black raptor a head taller than him wearing shining steel-grey armour of his own, glinting dull in the light of the sun.  The raptor in red slowly got up from his winded blow, gasping from the throbbing pain still resonating in his stomach.
	"Y-y...you...the fuck are you doing here?!"
	"Ah came here fer a meetin'.  Don' you remember?"
	"Wh-what...what fucking..."
	"Heh...you always were a li'l slow connectin' things weren't you?  Allow me to introduce mahself.  Mah name is Mr. Comstock."
He bowed smugly in deference to this fact, one hand sweeping out to his side with a wide grin as James slowly stood up.
	"Ahll be glad to help you out.  Remember this?"
A note fluttered out from his pocket before James snatched it from the air.  It was his own handwriting, a note he had somewhat forgotten that read:

	Hope we see each other again
	Try not to get killed before then
	See you some other world

	FG

James could only stare at it for a few minutes before his voice could be heard again.
	"...you...are you...are you FUCKING KIDDING ME?!"
He tore up the note in a spurt of fury whilst Roy simply smiled with:
	"Surprised?!  Ah thought you'd be."
	"You fucking SET ME UP FOR A MEETING JUST TO KILL ME?!"
	"Yes, ah did.  Not like you any better, breakin' promises to me lahk a little bitch."
	"SHUT UP!  YOU...the fuck is wrong with you?!  What kind of fucking name is Comstock anyway, what kind of bullshit is this you fucking son of a BITCH?!"
	"Ohhh just a name ah picked up in mah travels...among other things."
James' disbelief was unwound by fury, outrage rising up in him at having the smallest chance of returning home suddenly disappear in a puff of dust, trails of which lightly fluttered beneath Roy's feet.  The raptor could only murmur:
	"You...you tricked me."
	"Who the hell's this?!" asked Lirem.
	"This FUCKHEAD," roared James, "has been riding my ass all over the place trying to kill me!  You just can't let it go Roy, you just can't fucking leave me alone and let me go home, you had to make me think for ONE SECOND that I had a chance at getting back!  Don't you want me to go home, to get some justice for what the fuck ever excuse you have?!"
	"WHUT EXCUSE?!" snarled Roy.  "YOU killed my parents, YOU gotta fuckin' pay fer all you done, YOU dumped mah fuckin' ass back at Raccoon City lahk a goddamn coward!"
	"Wait what?!" squawked Leiah.
	"Oh don't you start," said FG, "I never even went near his fucking city OR his parents, he's making this shit up!"
	"AH AIN' MAKIN' UP SHIT!" said Roy, "YOU THE ONE RUNNIN' AWAY LAHK A LITTLE BITCH ALL THUH TIME!"
	"FINE!"
James pushed his head right up against the black raptor's until their eyes both met, piercing into each other's stare as their teeth sneered in grinding.  Sharp steak knives ready to bite at any moment.
	"You wanna fucking fight?  Let's do this.  I am tired, I just want to go home, and YOU ain't gonna help me and I'm too fucking mad to care about anything else, and right now, I wanna beat your fucking face into the FUCKING GROUND just so you STOP FUCKING FOLLOWING MEEEE!"
Roy simply smiled at FG's outburst.  He walked towards the raptor in brown, hearing him sigh with a tired rage heavily before replying:
	"Hmph...sure you don' wanna add another F-word in there shortstop?  Maybe you oughta buy a dictionary instead of a bribe from whutever jail you crawled out of."
	"My DICK should buy you a dictionary so you can look up FUCKWIT and see your name down on it!"
	"Ohhhh big words for a li'l hatchling.  Mebbe you should take off that armour an' stop playin' space marine huh?"
	"Oh I play for keeps Roy, and I'm way older than you, you're just a shitscaled punk."
	"Don' ever say mah name...you don' deserve to say it."
	"Oh I'm sorry, Emm-Gay, is that better?"
	"Hmph...now you just insultin' yourself, yanno fer someone who got a boyfriend you sure love to call people faggots all thuh time.  Whut's the matter, ah thought you came out thuh closet years ago back in whutever trash heap you once called a home."
	"...fine."

The raptor stood back from the taller silver-armoured opponent, struggling to control his fury at him.  Lirem and Leiah looked on from the side completely oblivious to what was happening, but at the same time fascinated by what sort of history laid between them.
	"How you wanna do this?  You wanna shoot me?  Wanna duel?"
	"No," said MG.  "That'd be too easy, too quick, too fast a death you deserve.  Ah wanna beat yo' face into thuh blood-stained sand until you nuthin' but dust in thuh wind...FG."
	"Alright, fine, let's have a beatdown, you and me, nothing else.  I'm getting real sick of you Roy."
	"You an' me both man."
	"So where's your big-ass sword?"
	"Somewhere nice an' cosy.  Yours?"
	"Somewhere it deserves to be.  So we doing this barehanded?"
	"Mmhmm.  Lessee how you REALLY figh' when you got no giant-ass blade on you."
	"What about powers?  Nanos and shit."
	"Oh we gonna use them, don't you worry.  Ahma show you allll that ah got in mah repertoire."
	"Don't give me any fucking French, let's just get this over with so I can get back to not giving a shit about you."
	"Alrigh', give yo' guns over to your pals an' ahll hand mine over to mah buddies."
Seeing Roy stick to his word and knowing that he would, James handed his pistol and submachine gun over to  both Lirem and Leiah, the quarian asking:
	"Who IS that guy?"
	"Someone who wants me dead."
	"What the hell's his problem?"
	"Me, that's the problem.  I need to teach him a lesson, he thinks I killed his parents but he's lying, I never went anywhere near his home city."
	"Why would he say it then?!"
	"I dunno, he might be fucking brainwashed or something that's the only explanation!"
	"Need any help?" asked Lirem.
	"No, I got this.  Don't worry he won't hurt any of you, he just-"

	"-wants me dead," said Roy to the tank, "ahll call you once ahm done, you can wait by thuh ship if you want."
	"Don't be silly!" said a perky female from inside.  "We're not leaving you here, not until you sort out this out right daddy?!"
	"Damn right," said an old krogan voice, "you have to honour your own warpath no matter where it takes you.  You can't just give up now after all you told us."
	"Ah know sir," said the raptor, "ah know."
	"At least this way you will learn victory through the oldest and most honest warfare.  Hand-to-hand combat."
	"Honest?  With sumthin' lahk this?"
He warmed up his omni-tool in his right hand with a glowing orange-red, cancelling its action before too late as he flexed his claws.
	"Ah dunno 'bout you, bu' this is hardly honest."
	"There's no such thing as a clean fight Roy," said the old krogan from within, "what matters the most is your own conviction.  If it's strong enough, then it will carry your heart to victory if you have enough belief."
	"...alrigh'.  See you in a bit."
	"Go get 'em Roy!" said the female.  "Punch-"

	"-his eyes out!" cried Leiah.  "Really blind him when he least expects it!"
	"Heh thanks," said FG, "but I think I can handle him."
	"Okay...sh-should I help maybe-"
	"Not this time.  This is between me and him alright?"
	"Alright.  Don't you lose this now, I wasted a lot of credits back in the Combat Simulator because of you!"
	"I know I know...he's not a geth so I can punch him at least."
	"Heehee...here, take this."
She swiftly handed him a small arc grenade, the raptor about to speak before a finger was put upon his lips, the quarian smiling as she winked behind her mask.  He nodded firmly before he put it in one of his pockets, walking back up towards MG.  The black raptor walked up to him in turn, separating themselves from their groups before moving closer towards the ravine.  They had the same idea in mind, the shadow of the rocks swept over them as the harsh desert sun beat down on their heads, flexing their fingers, their knuckles cracking softly.
	"Why'd you have to do this?" asked James.  "Why did you have to trick me, bring me all the way out here to some barren desert?"
	"Cuz that way nobody get hurt," said MG.  "Not that ah WOULDN'T shoot you, ah just wanna give you a goddamn beatdown."
	"So that's it.  Don't pretend you care about people, you just wanna grind your fist into my face."
	"Who wouldn't?"
	"Fine.  If I have to break your face just so you stop following me like a stalker, then I will."
	"Stalker?  Hah, you don' even deserve that."
	"Why not?  You wanna fuck me then?  Chasing after me alllll the time staring at my ass?  That it?"
	"Lahk anyone would ever want you if they knew whut you done."
	"Koopin still loves me."
	"Only cuz he ignorant about you.  He don' know half thuh things you done across all these worlds.  Do your friends know?  They know abou' all thuh things you did?"
	"Koopin knows enough about me and still loves me for what I'm trying to do."
	"Then ah pity him more.  He's a good kid, he don' deserve you."
James' eyes started to tighten with a rising fury, his breath turning short in his throat as he walked slowly towards him.
	"...you...take that fucking back RIGHT NOW or I swear I will FUCKING KILL YOU RIGHT HERE!"
	"You weren't able to kill me before.  Whut makes you think you can kill me now?"
	"'CAUSE I'M GONNA BURY YOUR FUCKING BODY UNDER DIRT YOU SON OF A BITCH, NOW YOU TAKE BACK WHAT YOU SAID OR ELSE I'LL KILL YOU!"
	"HAH!  Lookit you, you call yo'self older than me yet here you are gettin' all riled up lahk a kid who lost his lunchbox."
	"WELL AT LEAST I NEVER LOST MY PARENTS TO SOME FUCKING PUNK, YOUR MUM AND DAD FUCKING DEAF OR SOMETHING?!"
	"SHUT UP!"
Now it was Roy's turn to get riled up, the two of them just waiting to see who was first to charge as they snarled their teeth, like wolves in a clash of territory.
	"YOU DON' TALK SHIT ABOU' MAH FAMILY, THEY GAVE MORE TO THE WORLD THAN YOU EVER DID YOU WORTHLESS ASS REJECT!"
	"OH, reject?!  That's rich coming from a guy who can't even SPEAK PROPERLY!"
	"Like you any better than me?!  You can't even say one damn sentence without sayin' fuck, you just a stupid-ass kid who never even finished high school!"
	"AT LEAST I HAD A LIFE!"
	"SO DID I, THEN YOU TOOK IT AWAY FROM ME!"
	"YOU TOOK MINE AWAY TOO, UNTIL YOU SHOWED UP I WAS HAPPY WITH KOOPIN!  YOU FUCKING RUINED EVERYTHING!"
	"WELL MAYBE HE BETTER OFF WITHOUT YOU!  MEBBE AH SAVED HIS FAMILY TOO FROM GETTIN' MURDERED CUZ OF YOU!"
	"AAAAAAAAARRRRRGH!"

He launched straight towards Roy with a sudden blast of wind, charging into him before the black raptor dodged and backhanded him with a fist to the back of his head.  James stumbled forwards before the black raptor slammed his fist into the back of James' body, punching the kidney as he grunted and swung with a roundhouse kick to catch Roy on the head.  Knocking him off-balance, the brown raptor drived his fist straight into Roy's face, right between the eyes as his world sparked white for but a brief moment of intense pain.
But Roy kept him back with a sudden gust of wind he summoned from his hands, the nanos spiralling the air around them to strike outwards and force James away from him.
Seeing the way this fight was going, the raptor shot out a few blasts of fire across the land, striking Roy at least twice with the burning shots as he flinched back on guard.  His armour was sturdy, perhaps moreso than FG's, but he still had a lot of power compared to his slower speed.  He rushed towards the raptor, swinging fists with a one-two-roundhouse before slamming down with an overhead punch which knocked FG down.
But the raptor in red got up to body tackle Roy, who simply stood his ground and chuckled before grabbing James' waist and upending him upside down, piledriving him to the ground before throwing him away.  James got up with a stinging headache, blurry in his sight but his rage helped him tighten up as he brought out his omni-tool blade.  He waited until he was right up against Roy and ducking another swing before he had the blade come out, a hard-light shiv that readily stabbed into Roy's leg.  It didn't pierce through the armour completely, but it was enough to scratch the skin underneath.
Roy grabbed FG in a headlock all of a sudden before spinning him around briefly, slamming his head into one of the large rocks against the sloped ravine and stunning him even more.  Then the black raptor readied his own omni-tool, with his own new ability as a violent amber glow began charging up.  His fist began radiating some sort of technological growl, the power glowing as James barely managed to dodge before the utahraptor's fist slammed straight into the wall.  The power of his fist combined with his furious roar echoed across the desert.
The moment his knuckles slammed against the rock, covered in a hard-light gauntlet brimming with power, it began to crack before them, the ancient stone crumbling inwards from such force.  James stumbled away and made his own powerful punch in the form of a firey uppercut, screaming as he slammed a burning fist from his right hand straight into MG's jaw.  The black raptor stumbled back, nearly falling as FG piled on top of him, driving his fist straight into his face repeatedly to bruise his blue-ringed eyes.
	"I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!"

Slamming into his face at least three times, he was blasted off by Roy's powerful gust, strong enough to uplift him in the air before another gust of wind threw him against the crumbling rocky pillar.  Before James even had the chance to slide off of it, the black raptor uplifted himself with an even more powerful wind and charged straight towards him, crushing FG between silver steel armour and cracked ancient stone.  The force of two bodies against it made the pillar finally break, broken off of its base as it slowly began to fall backwards, right onto the sloped ravine.
Both raptors began sliding down, the faint cries of their friends turning into dust all around them as Roy laid on top of FG, claws around his neck, choking the life out of him violently with grinding teeth.
	"MUTHERFUCKER!"
Choking FG harder, he readied himself to push his claws down onto his larynx, the raptor beneath him gurgling through gritted teeth as blood dripped off both their faces.  James struggled to make his omni-tool signal itself, the blade uncurling from its hard-light before he slashed across Roy's face, striking near his right eye.  Roy screamed and turned away in defence, giving FG the perfect chance to shove his hands from underneath Roy's arms and shove them away from himself, right before slamming the fist of his right hand hard into Roy's face.
Briefly stunned by such an assault, the black raptor found himself surprised when the raptor underneath him suddenly grabbed his arms and rolled him underneath, almost entirely off the sliding rock platform.  The raptor began punching furiously, sending fire through his nanos to make it hurt even more as Roy's face became more and more scarred in bruises, burning to a blackened purple that almost blended with his skin.  But just when he was about to send another blast of wind, the raptor on top grabbed his wrists and forced him to misfire.
The nano-driven wind shot straight towards the other's hand with such force that both of them were uplifted by the sudden aerial blast, falling off the rock itself and landing on the slope itself.  The two tumbled together, barely able to gain purchase on the rocky slide as Roy tried to use the power of wind once again before FG did the same.  The two boosted off before landing on separate rocks, staring each other down with an entire slope between them and the ravine itself at the bottom of it, a yawning dark chasm which they knew meant certain death.
They had only one choice in the matter, as Roy boosted off his own rock and slammed towards FG, but the raptor in red armour boosted upwards with his own wind to dodge.  The black raptor landed underneath right before FG came crashing down on his head and stomping him furiously.  James began kicking him violently, stomping on his head and slamming his armoured clawfoot against him.  It wasn't a boot but it was close enough to send bruises onto MG.
	"HOW YOU LIKE ME NOW HUH!?  YOU LIKE THIS?!  YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!"
Inbetween brutal kicks, Roy snarled as an icy frost built itself around his claws, shielding his face with them before they shattered underneath FG's foot and shot upwards hard like a shotgun blast.  The violent ice shrapnel scraped across his chestplate and face, scarring him as he fell back before MG got up and roared:
	"WIND CUTTER!"

A fierce cold wind tore through FG's armour, shrieking like a sonic boom as he felt the force of a gale slam into him before falling back.  Tumbling off the rock he had stood on, he grabbed the base of it to stop himself rolling down the slope before Roy shot even more shards of ice at James' face, forcing him to let go and continue rolling down the slope.  Just when James didn't think his foe would catch up, he heard Roy cry:
	"ROLLING SHIELD!"
A blue spark of energy shimmered around Roy, as he became shielded in some strange sphere of light, almost like a bubble as he hurtled downhill without even stumbling.  He wasn't even running, simply waiting to catch up with the sphere doing all the rolling for him before finally getting in range of FG.  He jumped from the slope onto a nearby rock and shot out the shield itself, passing through his body harmlessly before it turned into a hardened globe of power that rolled straight down towards James and crashed into him violently.
This only made him fall harder and faster, feeling as if a ball of lightning had slammed into him minus the crippling electrical outburst as he rolled before struggling to boost off the slope.  With a sputtering gust of wind he landed onto another rock, panting hard as his head began to hurt.  The nanos were starting to turn weak, their power output running low as he furiously murmured:
	"DAMMIT I thought they'd be better, why isn't this upgrade working, stupid fucking doctor!  Hhhhh...how is he not tired out yet?!"
	"CUZ AH GOT UPGRADES OF MAH OWN!"
The voice of Roy calling from above made him turn and look up with fright at almost being crushed, backing off to the other side of the rock which soon flipped up like a seesaw the moment he landed.  Roy's weight on the other end forced FG to slide straight towards him, the black raptor readying his charging omni-fist to come crashing through the rock right before FG managed to dodge away.
	"Ah got all ah need to be better than you!"
Another cracking fist slammed into the rock beside James.
	"Ahm stronger, ah can be faster, AND ah got more nano-power than you!"
	"WH-WHAT!?"
	"YEAH!  HRUH!"
The fist slammed once more into the breaking rock before FG cried:
	"What fucking upgrade did YOU get in this galaxy?!"
	"HAH, this galaxy!?  You talkin' abou' that nano-update they give you?!  That don' mean shit fer your nanos man, that just make yer nanos not freak out wi' all thuh machines round here, make 'em all compatible!"
	"WHAT?!"
The black raptor began slamming his fists harder and harder, trying to hit FG who began scrambling desperately back up the sloped rock, with Roy punching to enunciate each word.
	"MAYBE, if you just LISTENED, not bein' a dumb SHIT, you might LEARN SUMTHIN'!  Ah got MAH upgrade, from good ol' Doctor LIGHT!"

The raptor in brown scales swiftly grabbed onto the very top of the crumbling rock, holding on tight for support like a gecko on a tree branch.
	"Who the fuck's that?!"
	"Someone ah met in another world, someone who took one look at me an' saw one fascinatin' individual!  Gave me a good few upgrades in exchange fer sum small work, dealin' with sum punkass bitch cyborgs out on thuh streets!  Not lahk big robot masters or nuthin', just keepin' thuh peace!"
	"So what does that make you, a robocop?!"
	"See this?!"
He bent his head down showing the back of his neck, a metallic looking growth that resembled his spine now running down to branch out to his shoulders beneath the armour.
	"Maverick Power Recirculator!  Polyanilene circuits, plugged directly into mah cell membranes, lettin' all mah nanite particles to interconnect electronically withou' ever havin' to leave their host cells...you know whut that means?!"
	"I don't fucking care!"
	"Course you don', means ah can use mah nanos longer than you, ah can use 'em better too!  THIS TIME, AHM NOT JUST SMARTER THAN YOU, AHM BETTER THAN YOU!"
	"Just because you got an upgrade doesn't mean you can always win fuckhead!"
	"Mebbe not..."
He summoned another sphere of energy from around his body, glinting like a curved dagger in the night as he smiled towards James.
	"But at least ah learnt a few new tricks...rolling SHIELD!"
The sphere passed through his body and shot up towards FG, rolling up across the tilt-rock and slamming into him at the top, knocking him hard on the chin as he fell down onto the slope, the ravine ever-widening before him at the very end of it.  He soon reached the very bottom, grabbing onto the ledge of a firm flat rock as his feet dangled desperately above the deep.  Roy soon came down after, standing on top of said rock with a smile of victory upon his lips by the time the raptor climbed up onto solid ground.  But Roy had other ideas.
The moment he saw FG try to shouldercharge him, he pulled out something from his back holster.  A shining strange instrument, a gauntlet made of leather that covered his hand but with three gleaming hooks that spun at the end of it.  The vicious hooks suddenly spun faster before driving forwards onto FG's shoulder, cracking down hard as the hooks crunched the armoured plating like ice from a pickaxe.  The feeling of his shoulder being crushed tight within metal sent stabbing pains through FG, crying out as he tried to pull back.
	"A-A-AAAARGH!"
	"Not yet FG," said Roy snarling, "ah said no guns but ah never said no weapons."

Kicking the raptor hard in the chest, he knocked James back and forced him on his knees with only the chasm behind him.  Leering on top of him, he kept his bladed hooks still upon the brown raptor's shoulder grinding, fracturing them to the point of rendering his left arm useless.  The MasterGamer grinned as he stared down at FG, his panting wince loud enough to hear.
	"You know why mah nick wuz called SkyhookKnight?"
	"A-AAAAAARGH!"
The black raptor's hooks crunched harder onto James' shoulder, the violent gleam soon coated with blood as it slowly squeezed through the cracks of his armour.
	"This little thing righ' here?  S'called a skyhook.  Ah found it on mah travels and it is one damn handy tool to use ah tell ya.  Now, normally ah would use this to work on magnetic rails, which sure come in handy in a galaxy lahk this.  But it also works good on breaking bone...a good snap of yo' worthless little neck."
	"F-FUCK YOU!  Where'd you even get that shit?!"
	"Come on FG, you ain't never seen a city risin' above thuh clouds?  Course that's thuh only good thin' about it ah saw.  An' this.  Now..."
He grabbed the back of FG's head and slammed the hooks straight against his throat, locking on both sides of his neck before saying:
	"Let's see how many lies spill outta that worthless throat once ah twist it righ' off."
	"WAIT!"
The raptor grabbed for something in his pocket before Roy could twist the hooks, his finger on the trigger within the gauntlet before seeing James pull out a grenade.  An odd grenade, shaped rather like a puck in his right hand.
	"See this?  This is a fucking EMP grenade, and if I go down, I'm taking you with me."
	"Wh-whut?!  Are you crazy?!"
	"Crazy enough to not get killed at any cost...are you?"
	"...you...you're bluffin', th-that ain't no grenade ah ever heard of."
	"You know these exist.  You know I can just slam this sucker down into the ground right here between us and we'll both die.  You know that EMP fucks us up like nothing else, you might be better at your nanos than I am but they're still just as weak to that kind of shit.  Did your good doctor ever make anything to protect you from EMP?"
	"N-n-...ah dunno...you gonna play dirty lahk sum fuckin' shi-"
	"YOU said it yourself.  No guns doesn't mean no weapons.  Your skyhook's not a gun, my grenade's not one.  So choose.  Your life...or your vengeance."

Roy stood with the skyhook on James' neck, his finger only a second away from snapping it clean off with its vicious magnetised rotor.  But he saw that grenade in FG's hand glinting, ready to blow at a single touch of the ground as he saw the look in FG's eyes.  They were piercing straight into his mind, violent with a whole new glee of desperation that made him more and more convinced of his insanity.  They were also tired, bloodshot and beyond caring to a certain extent.  Eventually, he had to concede as he slowly slipped the hooks off from James' neck.
	"...alrigh'.  You win."
The raptor only smiled as he watched Roy turn away, thinking he had won by standoff right before he turned round and smacked James hard across the arm with his skyhook, throwing his arc grenade upwards out of instinct.  The raptors both watched as it hurled right up into the air, and was on its way down towards solid rock.  They had to run.  They swiftly began climbing up the solid areas of the slope in order to escape the blast.  But James had the initial advantage of speed and dashed past him with the aid of wind just in time to kick Roy on the head.
	"Fuck YOU!"
The raptor in black scales fell down slightly behind, just enough to get caught on the outer fringes of the EMP blast before shattering through his nanos, making him scream violently.  His muscles twitched and spasmed harshly, violated by the edge of the magnetic pulse that made him feel burns underneath his skin.  He tried to climb up, his nanos disabled temporarily through sheer force of pain whilst James was already ahead of him, struggling halfway up the slope with only one arm still useful, his other hanging off limply from the broken joint.
Roy kept screaming after him, roaring a new vengeance as he climbed through the pain, his own strength helping him lift his body up in the midst of agony.  It wasn't going to wear off anytime soon, and by the time he was almost able to climb back up from the ravine, the Centurion Eagle was riding out, dustsweeps across the desert underneath the ship's engines.  He struggled up over the ledge, grunting as the electrical pain ran through him still, shuddering through his fingers which twitched and spasmed against their own will.
The mako he had rode on was still waiting for him, its chassis glinting in the sunlight eagerly as it rolled up alongside him.  Two faces popped out from the mako door.  A purple young asari wearing red alongside an ancient-looking krogan wearing blue.  The asari went first, readily stepping out with fresh freckled face to help pick him up whilst the krogan simply waited, his face looking worse than the craggy ravine nearby.  The asari lifted Roy onto his feet, saying:
	"Oh goddess are you alright?!"
	"Nnnngh...f-f-fuckin'...sunuvabitch."
	"...I think he lost daddy."
	"Looks like it," said the krogan.  "Surviving a battle you lost simply means your opponent was too weak to kill you."
	"He...he left?"
	"Yeah.  We thought he killed you, climbing up out of there and running back with his friends onto the ship."
	"Wuz he...hurt?"
	"Limping pretty bad, but he'll live.  Should have put a tracker on the ship, dammit.  Didn't think that far ahead, didn't think that this would happen."
	"S'alrigh', just...get me back on thuh ship.  ...ahll find him again."
	"Alright."
	"Ahll find him...somehow ahll find him...he ain' gonna get away from me twice in one galaxy."
	"Why's that?" asked the asari.
	"Cuz thuh next time ah see him...he ain' never gonna know whut hit him.  Ahll make sure of that."