Leon's eyes widened at the sight of the hologram before following the ground where the wires jacked into his laptop. So he was working with a kid? Granted she was kind of cute in a pixelated sort of way, but was a kid nonetheless. Several windows popped up, divided into fours with a room shown on each one. He could see quite a few thugs running around with visible heat, once even cocking their pistol.

He adjusted his glasses, nodding at iCorena. "That would be nice...iCorena." He said, trying to sound sincere. Though it seemed to come out strained. He didn't like having to play nice when he could just do things himself. Ah well, the system was already on so no point in turning it off. He used the mouse to move around the view of the cameras, finding the Commander in view along with Fox. He winced, seeing a round pierce through a man and splatter the wall. Yikes.

Krista heard the gunshots and her eyes narrowed, they were probably going to get up to their level if the commander failed. She would be ready.
Krista loaded the pistol and checked the gun incase it jammed. This was an odd firearm, but it would be enough for these thugs.
Krista had to wonder how in the world they had even gotten inside. The guards would've shot them down, no, not if it was an inside job. Someone had to have let them in, that or these people were far more intellegent then they were letting on.
The violence had to be a diversion from something. Violence was meaningless to a smart person unless it had a purpose. What could they possibly want here? Better guns? They obviously had them or officers wouldn't be dieing right now.

Technology?
Realzation hit her, maybe they were after the new technology that the commander had been working on. But it was still in the test phase!
Then again, Krista could be wrong. Maybe it was a random act of violence, but it seemed highly unlikely. Another thing wrong was that a smart person would've have waited until the commander had perfected that technology. Not when it was still testing.

All these therioes sped through Mrs. Smiths mind. She could try and tell the commander later but it would'nt be the right time. The death toll was going up, and Krista didn't want to be on the list.
She pulled the hammer back on the pistol and waited.

Alice had made it down a floor, cocking her pistol in hand. Her hair remained in a ponytail, and she managed to scrounger up another cigarette; she could taste a victory, coming up. And soon enough it came, as an assailant poked around the corner wielding a knife. Alice smirked as he charged her, sidestepping his attack before putting a bullet into his head. What a shame, red had looked so flashy against a wall.

She rounded the corner at a quick pace, noticing the body pile up a few feet in front of her. Grimicing, Alice maneuvered around it heading onto the lower floor. The heat of flames and wind could be felt from where she was at, which wasn't really a good sign. Damn, wasn't there any backup?

"Should've door bell ditched lousy punks..." Kerry said side stepping the body the commander had just decorated the wall with. She took a second balancing the gun on one knee and gave the power indicator a once over to make sure it was on and working. Her mind slowly reaching the blank calm she needed to make it out alive, her eyes watching for unwanted movement her steps quick to keep up with the commander's.

After her clam state was achieved, her brain jumped a head the the mess she was sure was ensuring on the ground level jumping about to where she could best go to work. The maze of offices and other public spaced filtered about and she cringed as she realized the Medical branch had an office down there as well, not to mention she was sure that it was a first stop for people being wounded to go.

"So Sir what is the goal down here as far as areas we need to cover?" She asked, "I am sure you are a big boy and don't need me behind you with a gun so I am all for a further dived and reorganize the men down here."

"Yay!" The AI exclaimed in a bizarre joy as, surely enough, sentry guns withing the facility started coming online, walls opening as gun-turrets popped out, aiding in the defense against the attacking forces, as well as giving surprises to both sides. The roaring of energy gats being heard at least several floors up, and more officers were running down, a small tactical squad gathering by Alice, preparing for a coming onslaught by opening two panels where small supplies of military rifles and weapons were deposited, much like anywhere else.
"See! Thats what you silly people deserve! Messing up Master Mertens' nice, clean Headquarters like that!" She waved a fist in the air as though they could actually hear her all the way down there, but they obviously couldn't, "Goodness what a mess they've made! If I could wring their necks personally I WOULD!"

The Commander looked down the hallways leading past the medical offices,
"There's going to be people injured, our priorities will be to protect the medical facilities and help the injured get to the medlabs. At the same time we've got to keep the enemy at bay." The commander looked at the walls as they opened nearby, two more turrets revealing themselves. This invoked a smirk,
"Aaah iCorena, she worries about me too much." He commented, patting one of the turrets and proceeding down the hall, closer to the sound of gunfire, "You should rally the soldiers, they're going to get eliminated without a leader to look up to, I know I'm the Commander, but they cant all look to me for help all the time. As for me, I'm quite insulted by this little excursion. So, if you don't mind, I'm going to take care of as much of this rabble as possible, maybe I'll get my hands on one or two, persuade them to tell me a little something."

The commander stopped before turning a corner, his hand holding out to stop Fox proceeding any further herself. Almost as if on cue; a hail of bullets started spraying both ways down a cross-section. One end was where the medlabs were, the other obviously full of oncoming hostiles,
"Just a little closer, you damn punks..." The commander smirked, putting his gun away once more. then sliding of his coat and dropping it behind him, he would be much more comfortable in the vest he had, the jacket was too restricting regarding close combat. At the same time, the prosthetics that were his arms could be seen, mostly, various 'cuts' in the flesh glowing a soft hint of blue in certain areas. He let his hands remain gloved though,
"Ready, Mrs Fox?"

Agatha hefted the assault rifle onto her hip as she made her way to the main doorway of the med lab, the medic following closely behind. She smiled with slight satisfaction as the comforting sound of the sentry guns starting up reached her ears. "OK ensign, do you have your wounded ready?" She turned to look impatiently at the medic. He stood at the ready, flustered but he at least had most of his stuff together. "Well then, when I start shooting, you start running...easy enough, remember boot camp." She stood her back against the wall by the door, the tip of the gun just barely touching the door frame. Carefully Agatha waited and counted the shots flying past her door, it was always good to get a sense of the other gunman's rhythm...and these punks were quite predictable.

With a deep breath she flung herself around the door frame, pegging two raiders who had decided to attempt to sneak up on the lab. "Let’s see, a total torso reconstruction, and a liver stomach combo at least." She slid back behind the door and turned to the medics, who were now lined up with stretchers and other wounded. "Ok, time to get the hell out of my office."

Krista gave a sigh of relief when she heard the gun terrunts activate. This would give them a huge atvantage against the invaders, she turned around and smiled at the AI,
"Thank you so much!" Her voice was joyful and full of relief, but then her mind focused on the task at hand.
People out there were still dying, and Krista had gone through boot camp already as per regulation. She was rather gifted with hand-to-hand combat, and her deadly aim. Not to mention she had enough adrenaline to kill a bull elephant.
Then a sudden horrible realzation came to her fear and adrenaline obessed brain, her friends were still in the office!
She saw all their faces flash before her eyes in horror, and Krista didn't even think about it. She quickly made her way out of the room and down the halls. Her legs moving so fast she didn't even believe she was human anymore. She dived and rolled, besides being in a skirt, it was easy.
When the side of the skirt ripped, Krista ignored it. So she would show some leg, this woman wasn't worried about what a few scum bags thought about her her legs. Krista slipped her suit jacket off to reveal her button up white shirt, she unbuttoned it a little to allow air and then leaned against a wall.
Sweat poured from her brow, running down her face and onto her neck. This wasn't going to be as easy when she hit the second floor. There would be several more, but the gun turrets would distract them.

Kerry chuckled then as the commander so politely used the word persuade, knowing full well that it was the furthest word form the truth of what he would do if he could get his hands on one of the invaders. Stopping a good few inches from the commanders arm she gave a slight grimace as the spry of gun fire echoed down the hall.

"Well Sir after you" Kerry said holding her free hand out to the other end of the hall, "Don't forget we have a meeting to conclude after this so try not to take too long."

Leon laughed at iCorena's enthusiasm to help the Commander, moving his eyes across the screen to see where the Sentry Guns covered. Ah lucky that the shots were pretty much limitless. Or maybe not since she seemed like the kind of person who would gun down anyone that crossed Mertens. "Aggressive aren't you?" He muttered to himself as he did a bit more typing, pulling up the Commander and Kerry on the screen.

"So iCorena, what else can you do?" Leon asked, wanting to check out the rest of her inner workings (in a scientific sense).

Almost as if prepared for his question, iCorena snapped her fingers, the screen changing to show another hallway where crooks were proceeding. It was almost with glee that she danced around the room and the hallways seemed to 'transform' not in a very complicated manner but what Leon witnessed could have only been described as maniacal in origin. Two large sections of wall slammed together, crushing some of the group so finely that spatter stretched the hall, but it wasn't done as large floor flippers suddenly shot up, catching the last of the crooks and compressing them against the extended walls,
"Cleanup on aisle 7." iCorena smirked mischievously, positive that she was making quite the impression as she looked over to Leon, "Any other questions?" She commented. The walls parted and the flippers fell, revealing one large and rather gruesome mess spread about some rather well pressed clothes. On that note the computer screen returned to its original view of many cameras.

At the same as Kerry held her hand out, the Commander leaped out into the open. It was almost a surprise for the thugs and though they tried to read his movements, shooting at him he'd already leaped away from his position with surprising speed and force, appearing closer to them but upside down at pushing off the ceiling to launch to the ground before the men, again they were too late to fire upon him and within that very short instance he was upon them. A single fist was all it took, paired with sweeping the back of the first mans legs, to slam the man into the ground. The sheer bone shattering force emitting a more than audible crack.
With another swift movement James turned, throwing his elbow into the gut of a second man, one could almost feel the impact as it wrought a painful howl. The albino stood tall, clasping his hands together and bringing them down like the hammer of the gods, the sicking thud of the body cracking the very floor below them. Without skipping a beat he surged in the opposite direction he was facing, impacting another man against the wall, then grappling him and throwing him with superhuman force into the last remaining enemy.
"Fox! Call some-one to secure their weapons and put the ones who live in cuffs!" He called down the hallway, he could just see the medical offices in the glow of the halls lighting.

Agatha popped around the door frame, shooting another intruder in the shoulder. The hallway vibrated slightly, Agatha assumed the computer's security systems were up and running. "I guess Corena is having fun." She said sarcastically as she pegged a guy point blank in the face. "I don't understand why they haven't learned they aren't getting in here...MEDIC! Are you getting your wounded out or am I shooting people for my own benefit?" She yelled as she ducked back inside the office. "Um...well Ma'am we have the most unstable patients headed up to the other bay, and about 50% of those who can walk are out." Agatha nodded satisfactorily and gave the gun a quick once over; it was rare, but the model she was using had been known to overheat, and if it overheated she might as well throw it at the enemy, it would be useless to her.

"Well get the other 50% out and go find someone to report to or whatever it is medics do." The medic, who by now was completely frazzled could only nod and scamper off. Another, slightly more experienced medic approached her, a look of gratitude on her face. "Dr...thank you for what you've done for us...I ju-" Agatha cut the woman off with her finger as she swung around the door, taking out a thugs legs, his head making good hard contact with the metal floor.

She swung around and looked the medic in the eye, and the medic suddenly understood why so many refused to work with her. "Look here, I am not doing this for you, or out of some sense of compassion for the greater good you seem to deem your work. I am doing this to get a bunch of messy people out of my office in the quickest most efficient way possible...and perhaps if they were training you people to do more than wave your hands around and wrap bandages perhaps you wouldn't have been placed in this situation in the first place...don't you think?

Alice had managed to arrest three perps, before slight backup took care of the rest. She searched for the commander and the others, hoping that they were up to par -in counts of bodies, of course. She dodged the occasional bullet, instead rendering them immobile when she fired two of her own into their skulls.

On her way up a floor, the hallway shook slightly. Alice smirked, knowing the compressed wall trick, all too well. Ugh, that's gonna be quite some mess up there. And so it was, as she reached the hall and eyed the flattened clothing against two walls of crimson. "I see everything is going okay, here," she mused, spotting the commander alongside Fox.

Krista was running down the hallway that led to her friends offices. As well as her own, the secretaries would be defenseless. Though, the turrents were doing an effective job of taking out the criminals that were inside the fortress.
Krista slammed her back against a wall and turned a corner, seeing two perps, she aimed and fired. One hitting directly in his center of mass and he toppled over, the other hit his head.
Krista ran around the corner, she had ditched her high heels long ago. One of the heels had broken on her and the other she had just kicked off. They were useless now.
Krista finally made it to the office, she gasped in horror....

Her friends, the ones in the office that had laughed with her. Talked with her...celebrated parties with...Flashes of their happy faces went through Krista's head.

Her office buddies bodies littered the floor...Some were shot through the head and others through the chest. It seemed that each kill had been personal in some way. And now, it was personal to Krista.
Some men were rummaging through a mans pockets, Pete,
"Get your filthy hands off of him!!" Krista screamed and pulled her pistol up, she fired off several shots to the men. Three fell and others dodged and jumped behind a desk,
"Get out here and face me you cowards!" Krista once again screamed, she grabbed a computer and chucked it at the men behind the desks. You could hear a crash and mans cry of pain. Krista jumped behind a desk as the wall where she had been was peppered with lazer fire.
Breath! Do not lose it! You cannot make this personal!
Krista was telling herself this, but she didn't believe it. Her heart wanted to break in half, she wanted to break down and cry. But she had duty, and she was going to fullfill it, there would be time to mourn later.
Krista raised half of her body over the desk and aimed, then she ran to another desk that was closer. If she got lucky, Krista would catch them off guard and get them at point-blank.
They would die like her dear friends, defenseless and on their knees.
A dark thought for one who hated violence.