asked, getting no reply, as quite frankly none of them had any idea.

All Monique could do was drive, ignore what was going on and drive, get them to where they needed to be. Above them they heard a roar of aircraft soar overhead towards where the explosions were; a mixture of drones and larger craft. Something big was happening and they were caught in the middle of it. Another explosion, followed by another, both luckily way behind them back in the centre. The city had suddenly turned into a war zone.

STORY FACE

Story face had been following the van that Danny jumped into, only to be taken off course by the bombing events. They started in the North of the city and had taken the Elite by surprise. They had now sprung up from the South of the city and then with huge loss of life, the downtown area. They had been trying to trace any communications to do with the bombs, they knew there were still unknown factions dotted around, sleeper cells waiting to strike, but this all seemed too coordinated. Different groups must have been in contact with each other.

He had quickly assembled a new team to intercept any communications they could, they needed to find out how they were doing this, and then they could eliminate the rebels involved. It didn't take long, it never does. All it needs is one small mistake, one tiny link, and then it can unravel the whole thing. The mistake came from one rebel using his traceable mobile phone. They were the only one to do so, but it was enough for them to get a lead, not just against the rebel factions fighting tooth and nail against the Elites rule, but also the gang of scientists they had been trying to follow earlier that day. They were able to trace and hack into the rebel's phone, get a live feed on it to monitor his group and every conversation they had. They would now know every plan they were putting in place. They were able to trace the other phone that was with a group of scientists heading north out of the city.  It was all coming together perfectly, he had been scuppered once trying to trace the scientists, but fate had given him one more opportunity.

DAVID’S HOUSE

Niel pulled up outside David's house and honked his horn. David and Mike dashed outside seemingly in slow motion. It wasn't actually slow motion, but their animated movements causing their bodies to look like action movie stars running towards the camera. They both jumped in the back, Mike ran around the back of the car to get to the far door, Action man style, only to find David had pulled himself along to that side already.

“Oh” said Action man before he ran back to the other side, still with a fighting spring in his step.

Niel greeted them both and they greeted him back. David looked a bit nervous, which was understandable, but Mike looked excited. Mike liked adrenalin, the rush it gave him. He was an adrenalin veteran, having survived more scrapes out in nature than most people experience in a series of life times. He was almost a near-death junkie.

“So are we going to go or just sit here” Mike asked, no let-up in his enthusiastic persona.

“Yeah, of course” Niel said hitting the gas.

The journey started with them all laughing about the ludicrous detonating phones, before turning more serious once they got their giggles out of the way, and remembering the enormity of their situation.

“So, I have been thinking about things a little” Mike said.

“What things?” David asked.

“Well, you're an Astrophysicist yes?” he replied to which David nodded, “and you're an Engineer Niel”.

Niel nodded, not sure where this was headed.

“So, I'm neither of those things. The rest of you guys are professionals in some science or just something technical, so I'm kind of the odd one out here” Mike said scratching his chin, “Don't get me wrong, I'm pretty cool and all that but I'm very different to you guys. I work in nature, I know how to live off the land, live self-sustainably, survive in the wild.  You guys know nothing like that, so I don't know how I am supposed to fit into the whole thing”.

Niel and David did agree it seemed a bit odd. He was definitely the odd one out in that respect and none of them knew exactly what the plan was going to be once they got to the hideout.

“I guess we'll just have to wait and see” David said.

All the others had decided not to have the Neuro-Net implanted as they saw the implications for its misuse, but Mike was different there too. He didn't want it simply because it was unnatural; it was against everything he believed in. It was easy to avoid having one when you spent so much time in the wilderness anyway, and you really didn't need one there. He knew what he needed to survive; there was nothing the worldwide web could teach him. Just then Niel's phone rang, causing Mike and David to look at him wide eyed.

“You were supposed to destroy your phone” They both said together, like they had rehearsed it in a speech-synchronisation class.

“Yeah, I know, but my little bro, I need it to contact him. You know he's with some rebel fighters, it's the only link I have with him to make sure he's okay” He replied defiantly, “I get him to check in with me regularly”.

Niel answered the call, nearly veering off the road accidentally in the process.

“Hey Karl, is everything okay?”

“Yeah I'm okay, it's getting intense right now though Niel” Karl replied over the crackly reception, “I wanted to tell you to avoid the central district completely, we've just been setting bombs off that way and there are more that are going to go off, so stay completely out of there”.

“Bombs? Why are you bombing now?“ Niel asked confused. As

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