Luke slammed his fists on the table. "You mean they expect us to do NOTHING?! To let The ememy attack first?! Arceus dammit, What the fuck is wrong with him?!" Frank had just told him Nightmare's plan to avoid total war with Afghanistan and just eradicate the terrorists. "General Soran says that the risks are too great to send our soldiers in there blindly. Every spy drone's been shot down, so we have no idea what's in store for us. I'm on your side here, but the general's orders are final."

David paced the room. "In what world would we wait this out and just send planes to bomb them? We're not even bombing strategic targets!" He ranted. All this time, Hunter chose to stay quiet. Luke stormed out of their quarters, heading towards the tent where the general was planning the next move. Luke barged right on in, with the Hitmonlee and Hitmonchan guarding the opening to the tent on the ground. Both had big bruises on their faces. "Private Jamison, you're rank is too low for you to be..." Nightmare casually began, as his usual calm scoldings were, but Luke slammed the table. "EXPLAIN YOURSELF, YOU FUCKING PACIFIST!!!" All eyes in the room were now on Lukarin. "We can't risk any more soldiers' lives, Jamison." Nightmare stood up.
Luke's eyes began glowing a faint gold color. "That's war, isn't it? Bodies fill the fields, no one playing soldier or pretending anymore. These men... myself especially... were bred to kill, not to care, only doing what you say because you're the 'general'." His rant was only just beginning. "Nightmare, you've seen shit, and I get that, but so what if pokemon die? Nobody is immortal, so you can't just save every life, or you'll end up sacrificing more civilians!"
"The more soldiers I can spare, the better. I've seen too many friends die because I wasn't good enough. You think I enjoyed that? Seeing everyone I've ever cared for die?! YOU THINK I'M NOT LOSING MY SANITY JUST A LITTLE BIT?!?!" Nightmare and Luke were about one foot apart. Both were growling. Tensions were definitely high. A cold, sadistic grin crept across Nightmare's face. "Oh, Soran, you think too much. Let me handle this." The voice of Nightmare had... changed. Luke stepped back briefly... something about that voice... "Wait... You're the soldier with Split personalities... aren't you?" Luke remembered. "Hehehe... In the flesh. While it is a pain to share a body, I must say Soran's weakness holds him back." The other officers in the room all looked extremely nervous. Nightmare's alternate personality sat back down. "Listen here. Word is you're quite the killing machine. I look forward to seeing that. Where Soran wants to wait this out, I want you to Annihilate the enemy. Take however many soldiers needed. Lukarin, if we don't take them out, the Surren will have more control outside America, and you know that will only lead to destruction."

"Understood, General... If you're not Nightmare, then who are you?" Luke asked. "That's not important...Former Private. I've officially promoted you to Commander for this mission." Frank, who was standing in the tent opening, was thoroughly surprised. Luke walked out, Frank trailing him. "So we headed off to Seek and Destroy?" Frank smiled.

*Luke: In case you, the reader, hasn't caught on, Frank and I make a lot of song references. Mostly Metallica, but some other ones are there too I guess. Either way, It's just our way of adding some interesting parts to our conversations. Thank you and please continue reading!*

"You bet. We go in, we fuck shit up, we get out. We need at least 16 Infantry units, 4 tanks, and... Well, do we have any of the 'Desert Fox' units left? " Luke asked. Frank grew wide eyed, but nodded. "Four of them, Commander." Luke smiled. "We need all four." Frank wrote his orders down and ran off to deliver them... to prepare for battle.

The Desert Fox units were elite soldiers who were trained for desert combat. They usually have less than 500 men per unit, whereas infantry units had a few thousand soldiers per unit. They were also the strongest units the U.S. army had at that point; their second ace in the hole, the first being Lukarin himself.

*And so, about 40,000 soldiers prepared to invade the surren base. Luke took only 7 hours for planning, and after talking it over with Frank, He finally was ready to tell his men his plan. Time, 2000 hours (8:00 PM)*

"The surren forces not only sent reinforcements because they knew I'm here. They have this fortress with a big ass wall around it, and four main gates. Since it's me they're after, my small group will go first while the rest of you... " Luke looked around. "There are four main gates to the city. Apart from them, there's no real effective way in or out. We get 10,000 men to block the gates. One heavy tank and one unit of the Desert Foxes will also be at each gate. My decoy team will get in and try to survive. If we give the signal, bust down the gates to that damned wall. If they fire on us first from the top of that wall..." Luke drew his katana. The blade reflected the light of the full moon. "...THEN YOU GIVE 'EM HELL." An uproar came from the 40,000+ troops as Luke said this. They were going to attack the enemy, no remorse and no repent, and definitely no prisoners.

*Time, 9:30*

Luke sat on top of the HMMWV that Frank was driving. He was the best driver after all. Luke had a communication device on his wrist so he could keep contact with Frank, because one of them needed to be on top, looking out for threats.

(F) "See anything, Luke?"
(L) "Negative."
(F) "Well, Luke, If this is our last mission..."
(L) "Don't talk like that, Frankie. You got two kids to go home to, remember?"
(F) "War is war, Luke."
(L) "This is one war I'll make sure ends. I'll end this day of violence."
(F) "You remember our deal, right?"
(L) "Yeah. If I bite the dust, you watch over my brother. If you bite the dust..."
(F) "Please... they mean the world to me, Luke."
(L) "I will protect them with my life if it comes to that, This I swear."
(F) "What're we thinking... We haven't seen an enemy in 80 miles."
(L) "Don't count your torchics before they hatch."
(F) "So you did learn a thing or two..."
(L) "What can I say? You've become like a second father to me."
(F) "I'm flattered, Lukarin. You're probably the closest friend I've made in a while on active duty."
(L) "You seem pretty nice though."
(F) "Kindness may kill the hearts of the ladies, but it doesn't kill Terrorists."
(L) "Heh. Guess you're right."
(Soldier 1) "Sir, do you hear that?"
(L) "Hear what?"
(Soldier 2) "Some of us are either crazy and hearing things..."
(F) "Which is possible."
(Soldier 1) "Or something's beeping."
(L & F) "Beeping?"
(L) "OH SHIT!!"

And the next moment...

Luke woke up. His legs hurt like hell, but he could still stand. The Humvee was flipped over, the rear on fire. "A Mole planted a Bomb... Bastard..." Luke used his katana to pry the door open. There were 10 soldiers inside, all dead. Luke looked around and saw a few wounded soldiers... But he didn't see any Jolteon.

Luke frantically ran to the driver's side. Frank was still in there. Very much alive, but not looking good. Luke tried prying his door open, but no luck. Luke dropped his guns and ran into the back. He made it to the front, where Frank was coughing and groaning. "Idiot... Why'd you come for me?" Luke cut the seatbelt with his blade and slowly helped Frank down. Luke then, with all the enhanced strength in his body, kicked the windshield out and dragged Frank through it. After he had gotten about fifty feet away from the burning wreckage.

Luke sat Frank up against a large rock. "You see? You're gonna be fine..." Only then did Luke see the trail of blood, eventually pooling up underneath Frank. "W-Wha..." Luke saw the rock also stained with blood. Frank coughed violently, this time causing blood to be coughed up. When he saw why Frank was bleeding, Luke dropped his katana. "No..." the Lucario sunk to his knees as Frank only worsened. There was a good size shard of shrapnel embedded in his back...perfectly piercing one of his lungs.

"L-Luke... Please..." Frank pulled Luke closer to talk to him. "Keep...your promise......" Luke fought back tears. After all, he was known for showing no emotion. His arms trembled as he held yet another dying friend. "I won't lose you too! I CAN'T!!!" Luke's control began slipping as a few tears slipped out and soaked the desert sand. "Luke... It's in your hands now..." Frank smiled one more time. "D-Don't cry... I'll die a hero... Just... Remember her... Protect...Her......." But before he could say anything else, he let out one long breath; his final one. Luke's heartbeat was racing.

He knew who did this. He knew that the bomb could only have been planted by a Surren Spy. The Surren killed Frank and 20 other soldiers... Now he had to make them pay dearly for the crimes they've committed. He pulled the dog tag off Frank's neck, adding it to his own. "On my father's grave, Frank Bottelavicci, I shall avenge your loss..." Luke began walking on foot until he arrived at the gates, with only his Katana and Shotgun, and a flare gun to signal the 40,000 troops to move in.

"First, you take my father... Second, you take my Freedom... Third, you take a soldier... no, a father's life... That is truly unforgivable." Luke knocked on the gate. "Who desires entrance?" A surren soldier said through a speaker. Luke calmly replied "Experiment Project CA448." The gate immediately opened, and Luke walked inside. The soldiers weren't ready for what he was about to do to them. Luke raised the flare gun and fired. The Surren raised their weapons. "448? What's the meaning of this?!" One trooper asked. "You all should know... The scientists who experimented on me... I killed all of them, barred only 3. And my name isn't project 448..." Luke raised his katana. "Then what is your project code?"

Luke took a moment. "What would you call a lone Lucario who goes rogue and kills everyone who imprisoned him?"

The troops lowered their weapons for a moment. "You're an Insurgent!" The same soldier, a moment later, fell dead with shotgun blast to the chest being his cause of death. "Insurgent... Yeah. I guess I am an Insurgent. And you guys... Your comrades killed my father... as well as the man I thought of as a second father. And because of your sins... Your graves will be where you stand!!!" With that shout, his eyes turned solid gold once more, and the mass carnage would begin.