Pr.s: belive me. I did protekt them, but someone crashed my system. I cant imagen what thy will do. X: Make a copy of Arr. Pr.S: THATS EVEN WORSE!!! Art: But then She will be born without a soul.
Art: Okay. Lets get that thife! Pr.s: Its in the Jungel earia. We treckt him over there. Art: Roger!!
Art: Lets go! -she gives them all the locaison and transform them there- X: The jungel?... Why here? Art: I dunno
-They enter the energi house. The small of oil, toxics and somethinh els filds the air and make it heavy- X: Someone might have gonne Maverick here... Art: Cant be worst then Bass.
Art:-sighs- Bass. The anty-Megaman. X: Focuse. It might be enemys around. Art: Its not the Mavericks I fear.
Art:-look at Lavi with a face- I really dont wanna run into any mavericks. Get the plands, kill whoever did this and go. X:.... Maverick assassin,huh.. Art: Thats me..
(for thos who dont get what that means: An hunter hunts down the mavericks and gets them in. An assassin destroys (or exsekuts) the macericks with orders from the goverment. They show no mersy on the Mavericks and kills them off fast)