----------------------------------------------------------------------- Note: ~ ~ denotes English " " denotes Japanese _ _ denotes thought // // denotes use of electronic communication of sorts All temperatures are referred to in celsius ----------------------------------------------------------------------- While the patient claims to have been 'frozen' from his emotions, it is not true. The lack of emotional display is his defense mechanism for dealing with the tragedies which befell him. Despite his quiet demeanor, he is not to be underestimated. The subject has a history of violence and is dangerously intelligent. Subject tends to focus intensely on a goal, especially when the goal is of malicious intent. The patient has failed to show any signs of rehabilitation, and may become worse over time. -Arkham Asylum patient records. Subject: Victor Fries. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Although he didn't look like the type, Leon McNichol enjoyed a good sunrise. It was a bit of a conflict with his nature, though, as he usually wasn't a morning person. "My goodness, you're here early, Leon-chan," chirped Daley. Daley Wong, Leon's partner, was the part of the duo that WAS a morning person. He took a seat nearby and turned on the television. "Freak accident," mumbled Leon. "I was awake, figured I might as well head over here." He took a deep drink from his coffee mug, reclined in his chair, and stared idly out the window. "Ah, nice sunrise." Daley nodded. "Yeah, it is." "Hope we don't get much action today, I'm not in the mood for it," said Leon, still staring at the sun. "Actually, we've already got something to look into." Daley tossed a file on Leon's desk, to which Leon reacted with a sigh. "Great," mumbled Leon. He opened the file and read through the pages quickly. "Seven cargo trucks, each carrying ten experimental boomers, each of varying model and purpose. Great. Seventy experimental boomers on the loose." "Probably stolen to do some terrorist work," replied Daley. "Exactly," said Leon. "Something tells me this isn't going to be a good day." Suddenly, the television flickered, switched to a rather pale and lean individual wearing small red goggles. //Citizens of MegaTokyo... I am Mr. Freeze. If you value your lives, leave MegaTokyo now.// Daley turned up the volume. Leon resisted the urge to roll up his eyes. "Shit, I hate it when I'm right." ===================================== Megatokyo is about to freeze over... ---------------- Bubblegum Crisis Frozen Knights ---------------- A BGC/Batman:The Animated Series crossover Part 5 MegaTokyo Crash: Hell Freezes Over ===================================== //Knight Sabers, for what you have done, I shall have my vengence. Whatever you hold sacred, I shall blaspheme. Whatever you love, I will hate. What you have achieved, I shall undo. What you treasure most, I will destroy. MegaTokyo, urban hell that it is, shall know the second coming of the ice age. It begins and ends tonight.// Sylia sighed. It was obvious Freeze was out for blood and he didn't care how messy things got. Things were probably going to get very ugly, no matter what she might try to prevent it. She immediately went to her computer room, accessing all the local information sources. How did Freeze send that message? After a quick scan on the police net, Sylia found her answer. Freeze had taken over a television station. AD Police were rushing to the scene, but Freeze had already left. //Sylia? Hello?// Sylia smiled. Perfect timing, that Nene. "I'm here Nene." //Just thought you should know... there were seven Genom cargo trucks carrying ten experimental boomers each that got stolen today.// "Freeze's work?" //Looks like it. There was ice at the scene of the crime, lots of it. Enough to block off the road.// Yes, this was going to be a messy day after all. //You heard his broadcast this morning?// "Yes, I did." //So I guess we're on red alert?// "Of course." //I'll try to get off duty if I can.// "That might not be neccessary." //Why?// asked Nene. "We might need you to keep us all informed of things from over there." //Well... if you think it's for the best.// Just as Nene disconnected, two new voices came into the comm system. //Sylia, you there?// asked Priss. //Did you see the news this morning?// said Linna. "Priss, Linna, good morning. Yes, I did. Get over here as soon as possible." //I'll be there in ten,// said Priss. //Same here,// replied Linna. "Good. See you then." Sylia turned to the monitors and opened several maps of the city and the psychological profile of Victor Fries that she had managed to obtain from Arkham Institution in Gotham. The only way to prevent this from becoming a disaster was to figure out where Mr. Freeze was keeping those boomers. * The room was tense. Every technician moved carefully and dared not look complacent. They remembered what he had done to Mr. Koyashi. At the center of the room, Mr. Freeze looked down at the mess of wires connecting the remains of Nora to a cybernetic brain. It was impossible to tell what mood he was in. He reached out and grabbed a passing technician, who couldn't help but squeak in fear and tremble badly. "I trust everything is going smoothly," said Freeze, not removing his eyes from that of what would become Nora's eyes. "Y-yessir!" "You aren't just saying that to keep me from being unhappy, I trust?" "N-no sir!" "How long until she can be awakened?" "Um... m-maybe another 24 hours s-sir." Freeze seemed rather unhappy about that, with an icy frown forming, then calmed down. "Mustn't rush important things like this, I suppose. Mr. Freeze tossed him aside and knelt before Nora. "I go now to battle, dearest. We'll be together again soon, I promise." From nearby, Madigan watched all and frowned. "Remember, Freeze, if you get in trouble, we can't help you." "Yes," said Freeze. "Mustn't corrupt the noble image of Genom." Nobody was sure, but there might've been a taint of sarcasm in his voice. He took one last look at what was left of Nora, then stalked through the door. * In the background, the chief was roaring orders, sending men left and right. Of course, Leon and Daley were ignoring it all. "Mr. Freeze? We're being menaced by Mr. Freeze?" Leon was in a state of disbelief. "And he probably took those boomers too," said Daley. "Ever found out what models those things were?" asked Leon. "Genom refuses to say anything more than that they were experimental." "Combat boomers," grumbled Leon. "Definitely," agreed Daley. "We only have fifteen K-11s and ten K-12s," said Leon. Daley nodded solemly. "Doesn't look good, does it?" "Against 70 prototype combat boomers? Nope." Leon stood up. "Where are you going?" asked Daley. "Basement." "The Basement? Why?" "We're gonna need some serious firepower." * "Seventy prototype combat boomers?" asked Linna. She wasn't looking too well. "We've never faced that many boomers before!" "No kidding," said Priss. "Hey, Sylia, we've got a plan, right?" A blue holographic map of the city appeared atop Sylia's coffee table, with several areas hightlighted in red. "Mr. Freeze has threatened to strike out at the city and us," said Sylia. "We have to hit him first." Priss grinned. "Based on his psychological profile, past habits, and possible connections to Genom, I've come up with several locations that he may be using as a base of operations." Sylia, with laser pointer in hand, aimed at a loop that surrounded a section of downtown. "Paradise Loop?" asked Priss. Paradise loop was the old subway system that ran underneath Tinsel City. It was abandoned by most people when the new rail system was put in place, but it was still home to the more unsavory characters of MegaTokyo. It was generally considered a no-man's land, and its current condition was unknown. "There's been talk on the street, rumors that someone organized has made their home there. Priss, I want you to check it out." Priss merely nodded in response. Sylia then pointed at another area marked in red. "This is the remains of the Tokyo Zoo." "Why the Tokyo Zoo?" asked Linna. "Part of Freeze's m.o. is an 'arctic' theme," said Sylia. "He's likely to use the remains of the arctic/antarctic animal exhibits as hideouts." "Oh," said Linna. "I assume I've got that one?" Sylia nodded. "Both of you, this will be STRICTLY a recon mission, understand? If you do find something, pull back and report to me." "So what'll you and Nene be looking at?" asked Priss. "I'll be checking out the abandoned USSD spaceport on the edge of town," said Sylia. "Nene will be staying in AD Police headquarters to keep watch on the city and call us if Freeze makes his move. Mackie will be on standby in the skycarrier." * The H-12 stealth boomer was a wonderous thing. It was a work of technological art. About the size of a small bird, it looked quite like one too, unless it went into its alternate mode. The alternate mode looked like, as some Genom employees once said, a cross between a boomer, a pigeon, and a spider. It was light, fairly strong, and incredibly stealthy in every way being silent, small, and invisible to radar. It was also very experimental. Several third world countries and a small number of terrorist groups were already lining up to buy it, as they had done in the past with any new Genom boomer product. At the moment, one of those little boomers was landing on the roof of the AD Police building. Upon landing, it opened its beak, revealing a small laser, and cut through the grating cover to the ventilation system. With a burst of feathers, it transformed into its 'true' boomer mode. Then it crawled inside. And then another one landed on the roof... And another... * "Are you SURE you removed the neutron bomb?" asked Leon. The garage tech sighed and looked up from the newspaper he was reading. "YES I'm sure." "And you're SURE the J-1 system was disabled?" asked Leon. "Absolutely," grumbled the tech. "Wasn't this destroyed?" asked Daley. "Yeah, it was," said Leon, "but the grease monkeys down in the garage couldn't resist the challange of putting it back together again. It's almost as good as new, maybe even better." "Better?" asked Daley. "As per my request, they added a few more toys," said Leon cheerfully. "An additional gatling gun, a battery of missile launchers, little things." "Um... does the chief know about this?" asked Daley. Leon's only response to that was a devil's grin. * It was a sad sight to see, Tokyo's last zoo. Linna could imagine the times of days past, the smell of fresh popcorn, the sound of animals chattering, and echoes of children's laughter, and all around, a sample of life from every corner of the earth. No more. Now the air was stale, the only sound was of her clattering footsteps and the echoes of the city traffic far in the distance. All around, there was samples of every form of obscene grafitti from almost every gang in the city. //Linna here, I'm at the abandoned zoo. Heading to the penguin exhibits first.// //Be careful,// said Nene. //Roger.// Silently, Linna made her way into the arctic exhibit, a series of artificial caves and glaciers, long neglected. It felt just a little cold in there. * //Priss to Nene, come in Nene.// //This is Nene, what's up?// //I'm in Paradise Loop.// Priss looked warily around the badly lit and decayed subway system. Normally, it'd be populated, in varying degrees, with roaming packs of gang members, thugs, hookers, or worse. It wasn't. //I hate to sound like a cliche, but it's quiet, too quiet.// The loop seemed desolate. There were a few homeless taking refuge here, but otherwise it was empty. //I'm gonna look around.// //Keep in touch,// said Nene. Priss smirked that certain overconfident smirk that made the others worry. //Who, me? Of course.// * //Nene, this is Sylia. What's our status?// //Linna's looking around the abandoned zoo and hasn't seen anything odd yet. Priss thinks there's something weird going on in Paradise Loop.// //Why?// //She says it's too quiet. What's your status?// //In the spaceport, proceeding to the chemical and coolant production and storage facilities.// //Be careful.// //I will be.// * What would Batman have done? This was the question Mr. Freeze had asked himself. _Batman would have tried to stop me before I could get my plan rolling along. That is definitely what Batman would do._ He asked himself this question for a very good reason. Would it not be logical to assume that the Knight Sabers would do the same thing? Certainly it would. This time, however, he managed to turn his old habits to his advantage. Freeze had set up ten locations that he thought would be typical of his habits. Two of them were paying off now as he watched the monitors before him as several armored figures wander wander into them. But SHE wasn't there. The one that had hurt Nora. _Ah, well. That's what hostages are for._ * Priss peered into the darkness, the readings on her sensors giving her cause for some suspicion. //Nene, this is Priss. I think I'm on to something.// //What'd you find?// //I'm looking at a tunnel in the subway system. It's five meters wide, dark, but looks fairly new, and the temperature inside is about -5 degrees.// //Okay, lemme get in contact with Sylia.// //Okay.// Priss gazed into the darkness, frowning. She never was the patient type. It took a small amount of willpower to resist tapping her foot impatiently on the floor. There was a flicker in the darkness, then the lights turned on. Priss quickly pulled away from the entrance, hiding in the shadows. Slowly, cautiously, she peered into the tunnel. She recognized the figure, suited in a rather simple black and blue power suit. "Freeze!" she yelled, holding her weapon arm up. The irony of the phrase was lost on her. Mr. Freeze for a moment, did freeze, looking genuinely surprised. He hesitated a moment, then dodged to the left. Priss immediately opened fire, but missed due to Freeze's dodge. He returned fire, sending a narrow beam of blue racing towards her. She rolled to the right, with the beam narrowly missing her torso. An interesting thing happened just then, in the span of about two seconds. As the beam narrowly missed her, some chunks of ice mysteriously formed in mid-air. Her heads up display showed something new. It was, she vaguely remembered, the display for the countermeasure to Freeze's laser. It read . The ice. The display. Priss grinned. The countermeasures were working. She rolled forward and to the left, narrowly dodging another laser blast, and returned fire. Freeze cringed at the incoming burst of energy, and by reflex tried to cover himself with whatever was at hand. The only thing that fit that description was the gun. It exploded, sending him reeling back and scattering the passageway with debris. Priss grinned. Then it occurred to her that she ought to share the news. //Nene! I got'em unarmed!// Priss kept her weapon arm up and approached the prone form of Dr. Freeze quickly. //Priss? What're you talking about?// //Mr. Freeze! I caught him by surprise and...// Priss had a sinking feeling. It started when she got close enough to Freeze to see that the transparent dome that protected his face was shattered, and what laid underneath his face was nothing more than metal and wires. It was a trap. //Damn!// //Priss? What's ha-// That's when both ends of the tunnel suddenly slammed shut, blocked by very thick metal. Four cannons emerged from the ceiling. A cannon from behind her fired first, but the beam stopped about a foot away from her and just turned to ice. She spun and fired at the offending cannon, but was slightly distracted by the heads up display beeping a frantic warning. Then it got _really_ cold. * //Linna! Sylia! He got Priss!// Nene was on the verge of panic, and it showed in her voice. She tried repeatedly to get a signal from Priss's suit, and once more recieved silence. //What?!// said Linna. //He's at the tunnels then,// said Sylia. //Linna, meet me back at the base. DON'T engage the enemy alone.// The communications room was suddenly filled with frantic reports of combat boomers rampaging across the city. Reports of cannon fire and 'ice blasts' were coming in from the N-Police bands. //Guys! There's combat boomers armed with ice cannons rampaging across the city! What are we gonna do?// There was silence for a moment, then Sylia's steady, confident voice cut in. //We can't handle all that. We'll have to trust the AD Police to take care of things. Getting to Freeze is our priority.// * Like locusts, the gigantic monstrosities sprang across the city, modified BU-12Bs of some sort and painted ice blue. Wherever they landed, they indiscriminately fired upon anything that moved, leaving in their wake a trail of ice. Vehicles were strewn about everywhere, train rails were shattered like glass, and people were frozen in expressions of utter surprise and terror. Regular police and AD Police were drawn into the battle, firing away with whatever weaponry they had on hand. It was incredibly frustrating to all that the boomers refused to stand and fight, but instead spring away, causing more destruction along the way. The boomers struck all the major communication lines first, destroying satelite stations and cutting phone lines. The next thing they quickly destroyed were any power lines in sight, leaving large sections of the city in darkness. A pack of boomers froze the water plant to a total stop. Aside from those obvious strategic moves, the boomers were blazing around in helter skelter patterns, rarely making a stand for too long. The few times any of the boomers did stand and fight, the police quickly learned that their containment strategy (form a defensive line with men and vehicles and open fire) was an incredibly bad idea. Scattered through the city, several containment lines were frozen where they stood. The count on these rampaging 'ice' boomers, as they were unceremoniously dubbed, was at approximately approximately fifty. A pair of K-11 units managed to destroy one in a particularly violent and brief struggle that not only resulted in the boomer destroyed, but both K-11 units hit with cold damage beyond repair. The other K units in the city weren't faring as well and their ranks were quickly dwindling. Things were looking very grim for the ADP. Sitting in his office, Chief Todo listened and watched as his forces tried their best to stem the tide. It wasn't looking good. Then, it looked a little better, or tremendously worse, depending on your outlook on life. the Chief didn't have a great outlook. Over the frantic noise of the units reporting in their status, one particular message rang clear to his ears. //Holy shit! It's the D.D. Battlemover!// "WHAT?!" Todo's mind raced for a moment. Another battlemover loose on the city? No, it can't be. Wait, there was that battlemover that Leon and the Knight Saberes captured. Wait. Leon. //Hey Chief!// "LEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!" * Leon McNichol was In Charge. He'd been a little late joining the show, but that was due to his following a few hunches about Freeze's whereabouts (a few abandoned buildings on the edge of Aqua City, an old superconductor factory, and a few others) that led nowhere. But now he was here, and had arrived just in time to save a downed K-11 trooper and his squad from one of the ice boomers. "Hey, you guys alright?" asked Leon. The squad looked a little roughed up, but otherwise ready to fight. "Yeah!" yelled one of them. "Nice piece of equipment ya got there, McNichol!" "Damn straight! Now let's get out there and kick ass!" The squad cheered and rallied towards the nearest hot spot, where the 'Leon Brigade' began their heroic (and soon to be legendary) battle for MegaTokyo. * Sylia's mind was echoing with doubt as she ran quickly out of the abandoned spaceport. Shouldn't have separated the team. Shouldn't have given Priss the Paradise Loop. Shouldn't have taken another damned search and rescue mission to begin with. //Um... guys... I've got a situation here,// said Linna nervously. //What's going on?// asked Nene. //Still in the zoo. Polar Bears, four of them. Definitely boomers. They've got ice laser cannons built into their mouths.// If it weren't for Priss being caught earlier, it would've been a funny moment for everyone. //Nene, get out of there,// said Sylia. //I can't! They're blocking the exit to the building! Aaah!// They couldn't tell what was happening, but the sound of cannon fire and metal clanking on the ground echoed through Linna's comm line. //Linna!// cried Nene. //Hold on, we're headed your way!// Sylia hopped on her motorcycle and raced at full speed, hoping she'd get there on time. //Nene, tell Mackie to get to Linna's position NOW! I'll meet him there!// Over the Sabers comm system, there was the sound of explosions... //Hang in there Linna!// yelled Nene. ...pounding feet... //I'm running out of room! Hurry!// said Linna desperately. ...inhuman roars of frustration... //Just a minute more, Linna! We'll be there!// said Nene. ...a frightened scream... //Linna? Linna?// ... and silence. //LINNA!// * The blast shutters and bulkheads slammed down, isolating the 29th floor and the 3rd level of the basement from the others. The connections from the other terminals in the building to the computer core were severed physically. Half a dozen H-12 boomers were fusing themselves to the supercomputers, slowly but surely taking over all systems. Meanwhile, in the power core in the 3rd floor of the basement, four H-12 boomers were fusing with the generators and making some very dramatic modifications. * The AD Police had figured a few things out. They'd tried to spread their forces too thin earlier, and that was why they ended up losing ten K-11 and three K-12s battlesuits, as well as four battalions of officers in the first ten minutes of conflict. They soon realized their mistake, regrouped, and used superior numbers to take down any roaming ice boomer they could find. The cost of such tactics was that the other boomers were entirely free to rampage while the AD Police concentrated their efforts. Chief Todo watched all this and sighed. The men were doing the best they could, but he knew that the politicians would be out for his head when it was over. The damage to Tinsel City was pretty bad, and the downtown stadium was trashed as well. The Diet building had a nice view of the stars at night now. There were an innumerable amount of other buildings that were getting wrecked too, he imagined. It was enough to send a shiver up his spine. Actually... it was kind of cold in here. _Cold?_ Veteran instincts were screaming at him. Something was wrong. No sense to panic though, just carefully explore the possibilities. He lumbered over to the thermostat and checked. _15 degrees celsius?_ He tapped it gently, and then the air conditioning units kicked in and sent the temperature plunging downwards. And then he realized what Freeze was up to. //Attention! This is Chief Todo! Evacuate the building NOW!// * Mr. Freeze rather liked Dr. Miriam Yoshida's plan for destroying the AD Police building. The problem was that he was distracted with the idea of destroying the Sabers FIRST and destroying the building SECOND. Mr. Freeze had no such problem. The building was going to be destroyed, and THIS time there wasn't going to be any long drawn out and entirely unneccessary prelude. Might as well make it a little dramatic, he thought. It just wouldn't be right otherwise. Hrm. Thirty-nine combat boomers left. It was enough. He pressed a button. * Nene sounded frantic as she screamed over the comm lines, //Linna! Are you still there?! Linna!// //Do we still have a reading from her suit?// asked Sylia. //It's gone! She's gone!// //Nene, don't panic,// said Sylia. //Half the team is gone!// //We don't know that yet, Nene," said Sylia firmly. //Mackie, what's your ETA?// //About five minutes, sis. I'm going as fast as I can.// //I'll meet you there. Nene, try and see if you can slip out of work.// Nene's response was cluttered with static, with barely a vowel audible. //Nene, repeat that please, we didn't hear. What's happening?// * //Sylia? Sylia? Hello?// Nene adjusted the controls on her headset and tried once more, but the communications system failed to get through. "Not now!" she whined. //Attention! This is Chief Todo! Evacuate the building NOW!// "What the-?!" Nene reached for her computer terminal and tried to access the core, but the terminal itself was dead. //The computer core and power generator areas have been sealed off by unknown forces and we suspect they may try to destroy the building! I repeat, evacuate the building now!// * A large unit of foot soldiers, three K-11 units, two K-12s suits, and Leon's Battlemover (it was, in the minds of the men, HIS battlemover now) had established a front line against a pair of ice boomers that were rampaging towards the Greenwood apartment complex. The K-11 units, assisted by ground troopers armed with heavy weaponry and several abandoned street cars strategically placed, formed the defensive line. The K-12s units were moving in from the sides, trying to box the boomers in, and Leon was trying to approach from the rear to fully surround the monsters. The boomers seemed rather intent on reaching it for some unknown reason, stubbornly continuing their efforts to reach the apartment complex. Then, in a surprise to everyone, they suddenly sprang off to the east at full speed. Confusion and anger spat across the police comm lines. //What the hell just happened?!// //Shut up and chase after them!// //Go! Go! Go!// Leon's instincts were nagging him again. Something was _definitely_ wrong. He briefly tried to remember which unit was where, and checked in with the unit across town dealing with a pack of boomers that was wrecking the Ota ward. //Unit 16, this is McNichol, you still there?// //This is Keown, Unit 16, over. We're kinda busy, what's up?// //Anything odd just happen?// //Our boomer decided to turn tail and run, that's what.// //What direction?// //North. Why?// //Checking a hunch.// No, definitely something odd happening. He thought that Daley might have some insight into things. //Daley, you there?// //Here and in pursuit, Leon.// //Pursuit? You were at the factory zone in the fault line, right?// //Well, I was. Me and squad 9 are chasing after a pair of boomers now, going northeast.// //Dammit!// He should have seen it coming. Everyone was spread out so far across the city. One last thing to check. //ADP, this is Detective McNichols! Come in please!// Silence. //ADP Headquarters! This is Detective Leon McNichols! Respond please!// More silence. _Uh oh._ //EVERYONE! RETREAT TO THE BASE!// roared Leon. //THEY'RE AFTER ADP HEADQUARTERES!// * //Sis! AD Police headquarters is under attack! What're we gonna do?// Sylia continued driving in silence, a hard scowl forming on her face. //Sis?// //Mackie, we can't do anything. Stay on course and I'll meet you there.// * From the view of Quincy's office in the Tower, it was a spectacular sight, with tracer fire and laser lights creating an eerie and beautiful show of destruction in the darkening skies. Quincy sat back in his chair and admired it all, while Madigan stood by his side. She didn't look quite as pleased. "Sir, if I may speak freely?" asked Madigan. "You may," said Quincy. "What is the point of all this? The level of destruction that we're estimating he'll achieve is unprecedented. Surely, it isn't just another plot to crush the Knight Sabers." Quincy laughed. "Crush the Knight Sabers? If I really wished for that to happen, they would have been dead ages ago. No, I do this because I need him." "I know we still may need him in the future, in the Antarctic Project," said Madigan. "And the Romulus Project as well," said Quincy. "The Romulus?" asked Madigan, surprised. Then she thought about it for a moment. It sank in. "Yes, he'd be perfect for that. So all this is just to keep him as our willing ally?" Quincy smirked. "All that, and a little more. Have a look at the damage reports across the city. You're a bright woman, you'll figure it out." Madigan looked at the various maps of the city, flashing yellow and red in various parts. She stared at it, as if it was one gigantic puzzle. Then the pieces began to snap together. "Oh... I see." Madigan smiled. She thought about the total package of what they were achieving with Freeze's technology, his knowledge, and his rampage. "Quite a lot of a lot of birds with one stone. Very well done, sir." "Now you begin to understand," said Quincy. Ah, You might want to watch this, Madigan." He pointed to one of his monitors, observing the AD Police Tower. "Mr. Freeze is about to pull off quite an achievement." * //Mackie, hover over the zoo and keep the weapons on standby. I'm going in.// The sky carrier hovered overhead as Sylia moved carefully through the abandoned zoo, weapon arms primed and ready. There were no signs of a struggle until she reached the arctic mammals exhibit. The area was littered with large amounts of ice, a few bits of white fur, and some mechanical litter. A ribbon. One of Linna's. Frozen solid. * The great swarm of BU-12b 'ice' boomers stampeded upon the streets surrounding the ADP Tower, startling the staff that were swarming out of the building. Right behind them, squadrons of AD Police swarmed in, lead by Leon and His Battlemover. //Don't let them get in the building!// boomed Leon. He took aim, locked on to six of the boomers, and released the last of his missiles. His aim was true, the boomers spun wildly, and they crashed into the ground in flames. The others unleashed with heavy weaponry as well, managing to take down six more. Twelve down, but about twenty more to go. And they didn't hesitate. They all opened fire with their bazookas on the base of the ADP Tower at the same time. Severe damage, thought Leon. Definitely not good. Nobody expected the entire building would shatter. That's exactly what happened. The building shattered violently, like a giant ice statue. People ran for cover as it came crashing down in a deadly rain of metal and glass shards. AD Police Headquarters was no more. -end part 4-