The Following Stories were written by me and have elements that are based upon 3K's version of Fremen from the Dune stories and upon Gentech.

While wandering the deserts at night as he has done so many nights. Razordw was thinking his typical thoughts. In some way or another the thoughts usually involved something about Gentech.

Looking up into the night sky at where the Gentech BattlePlatform was supposed to be located he let out a sigh.

"Boy do I miss that place."

He then reached down to rub his arm where his lower arm casing used to be and felt his custom fit stillsuit. At that point a strange itch developed where his casing used to be.

"Hmm that's odd."

Suddenly as he noticed the itch seemed to be more of a calling. He then looked up to see a sudden flareup of activity where the BattlePlatform was.

Upon seeing this he immediately began running back towards the Sietch. On his run back many things went through his head about what could be happening.

On his run he was trying to recall any other members of the Sietch that had ties to Gentech, but the only one he could think of was his long time friend Vision.

Unfortunately Vision had wandered into the desert one night claiming to be on a mission and that he would eventually return. But All Razordw knew was Vision has not been seen since.

But even with Vision gone Razordw knew he had to keep running and hope that an Ornithopter was waiting at the Sietch. Otherwise a couple hour flight would take days to travel.

Either way he knew he would eventually reach Pinnacle. From there he could head to the transport pillars and maybe find someone that knew what was going on. 

Walking into the Sietch, Razordw looks around at the long abandoned structure. "I really should have left sooner, this place is too lonely with everyone gone," Razordw said. His thoughts soon were revolving about the reason he stayed after everyone else left. He had already left the secluded temples of the Monks in favor of the desert dwellers known as Fremen. Course the reason for him was because he was drawing to much attention in his way of showing continuous support for the Gentech cause. As such he decided he would feel safer far away from Pinnacle rather then within. However, he had noticed lately that the local Cybers seemed to be hunting all former Gentech. Because of this Razordw choose to remain at the abandon Sietch in hopes of avoiding the Cybers for as long as possible.

Suddenly out of nowhere a voice ring out, "It is lonely here isn't it."

"Who's there?" shouted Razordw

"A traveler," rang the voice.

"A traveler? Then show yourself traveler." responded Razordw

As suddenly as he spoke, a cloaked man emerged from the nearby shadows. Glancing oddly at this strange man Razordw asked, "Tell me traveler who are you."

"No one you know if that is what your wondering," responded the man, "Just a simple traveler wandering the deserts."

"I find that hard to believe considering this place is in the middle of the desert. Oh and also only a select few know of this place," stated Razordw.

"Its not that hard to miss a large rock in the middle of a desert. Course finding the hidden cave in the rock is another story," the strange man said with a barely noticeable grin.

"I am sorry but I really must be going and do not have the time to sit and chat," spoke Razordw with an annoyed tone, "I really must be back in Pinnacle ASAP." With this Razordw began walking away from the stranger.

Not even hesitating the stranger moved to intercept Razordw. Soon he stood facing Razordw again and stated in a clear voice, "I know you do in fact I know why."

Angered with the man's behavior, Razordw decided to use the one trick he had to get rid of someone. He immediately called upon the power of the Voice commanding, "Move aside."

Slightly phased by the power of the Voice the man quickly began laughing, "Such a trick won't work against me young Fremen or should I call you what you want to be again, Young Gentech."

Immediately Razordw knew who this had to be, it could only be a Cyber. "I don't know what you want with me or why you bothered finding this place, but I do not plan on staying," said Razordw. Quickly he began looking around for anyway out. He immediately remembered that he had the ability to hide and drew on this ability to disappear into the shadows.

"Hah, you can't hide from me," the man stated as he stood doing his best to look for the Fremen with out appearing to have lost him.

"This really puts a kink in things, I have got to get out of here," Razordw thought as he began to slowly move away from the Cyber. Fortunately as he began to move the man appeared oblivious to his location.

With his available time Razordw immediately began searching for any ornithopter that might get him out of the place quickly. After about a few minutes of searching he came upon a very decrepit looking one. "Well hope this thing isn't as complicated to fly as a dropship," he thought as he hopped in. Within a matter of time, and a few well placed hits, he had it working. "Well here goes nothing," Razordw thought to himself as he began to ascend into the sky.

Within no time he had the ornithopter well above the Sietch. Unfortunately his activity had caught the attention of what now had to be a Cyber as the man came running into the landing pad with a gun raised and firing. This soon had Razordw wishing he had found some other way back since he soon found he and the craft were now spiraling wildly out of control. Course this was thanks mainly to his lack of experience flying, but the crafts poor shape, and a few very strangely well placed shots helped add to it. Within practically no time Razordw looked up from the controls only to see a massive sand dune racing at him.

Razordw shortly awoke after being knocked unconcious from the crash, and found himself, along with the ornithopter, embedded halfway in a sand dune. "Now that didn't go right at all," Razordw said as he began orientating himself. Suddenly his eyes widen in shock as he put his hand in a pool of liquid. Immediately he turned to look at the pool and discovered to his horror what the liquid was. "Water!" vented a frustrated Razordw, "Why did it have to be water." He then began looking for the source of the water, which he soon found was coming from his stillsuit. Upon finding it he immediately began wishing the pool had been fuel or worse blood instead. However, it wasn't and he knew that he could not fix the leak in his stillsuit. Also from what he could tell he wasn't far from the Sietch. He also noticed that the leak appeared to be created by a stray or even a quite possibly well placed shot. Because of this it left him with only one choice and that was to return to the Sietch and hope to find a new stillsuit.

Though he hated the idea he had no choice in the matter, he just had to hope to avoid the Cyber, as he now stood no chance of returning to Pinnacle by foot. As such he once again drew upon his ability to hide, hoping his stillsuit would hold out, and began walking as fast as he could in an arch pattern towards the Sietch. During the walk he happened to recall that the Sietch at one time did have a special room that allowed instantaneous travel to various points around Pinnacle. Because of this thought his hopes were raised and he began hoping that it was still there and that he could get through one before it was to late.

As Razordw approached the Sietch he noticed his leak had gotten much worse. So much so that he had now stood no chance of hiding within the Sietch. This was due to the very noticeable trail of water he was leaveing. As such he had no choice but to discard the stillsuit and hope to find a new one. He also noticed tracks in the sand heading straight for the crash site. "Good thing I didn't walk straight back," was the thought that crossed his mind. He then proceeded to remove and toss his damaged stillsuit to the side. Razordw then proceeded back into the Sietch staying hidden as best as he could without exhausting himself.

Disregarding if he had the time or not Razordw headed to the Seitch's vast reservoir rather then finding the portal room first. Upon arriving at the reservoir Razordw found a couple of belts that were still usable. He immediately grabbed them and then proceeded to grab all the literjons of water his belts could carry. "At least I have a limited water supply now," thought Razordw.

After returning to the ground level Razordw noticed the old Arsenal, more importantly that it had an old Jubba Cloak still sitting in it. "Well this should be good enough protection for now," thought Razordw. With that he proceeded to wrap up in the old cloak. With the cloak fastened he then proceeded to climb up into the Sietch. After the brief climb he found himself inside the room he was looking for. Looking around in the dark he could barely make out the shape of at least one portal still active. Once sighted he immediately proceeded straight towards the portal. However, a sudden noise from behind sent him spinning around and drawing his crysknife. Razordw then came face to face with his pursuer.

"We meet again, and what an interesting outfit you have on, did someone ruin your stillsuit," the Cyber said with a barely detectable grin and of course most noticeably his gun pointed at Razordw's head.

"May I ask why?" Razordw said.

"Its nothing personal, but its my orders," The Cyber stated.

Suddenly at that point one of the many desert bats, as if it knew to, decided to stir. This immediately startled the Cyber who was not used to such occurrences causing him to turn and shoot in its direction. Seeing a brief chance for escape Razordw attacked with blinding fast action, thanks to his intense training throughout time. He was able to stab the Cyber's arm along with throw a good deal of sand in the Cyber's face. The stab along with the sand was just enough to force the Cyber to drop his weapon and of course blind him temporarily. This immediately gave Razordw the time he needed to leap into the closet portal.

It was another ordinary evening inside Cancer's shop when suddenly out of nowhere Razordw appeared holding a bloody Crysknife in his hand. This didn't startle the patrons since they were used to seeing such oddities and continued on with no one challenging him as he proceeded to run out of the shop. However, the sudden appearance of the Cyber firing like a madman drew the crowd's attention and soon had the entire crowd blocking his progress for the rude interruption of their business.

Upon hearing the shots Razordw sheathed his Crysknife and immediately began running as fast as his legs would go towards the Gentech transport pillars hoping to reach the safety of HQ before the Cyber reached him. Unfortunately when Razordw arrived he found the place sealed up tight, and as he looked up he caught the glimpse of a growing bright light coming from the vicinity of the BattlePlatform. He then went to the closest panel to see what exactly was happening. There he saw printed his worst nightmare the telling that a Cyber Fleet had just arrived in the system.

At that point his heart sank and he felt all was lost. He then began to walk, with his head hung low, towards his residence to try and forget this now awful night. But as luck would have it the night was still not over with him. As Razordw began to reach to open his door a shot rang out from the road, nearly taking his hand off and completely destroying his doorknob. As Razordw turned toward the source of the sound he saw his pursuer had found him again.

Turning to his pursuer, with an insatiable blood lust growing, Razordw meet the gaze from the now strangely cloaked Cyber. As he looked at him he noticed he had no marks upon his arm. Even though puzzled slightly by this Razordw still was determined to put and end to the chase. He yelled, "That's it I won't keep running and at least one Cyber WILL die tonight." And with that he pulled his Maula Pistol from its holster, his eyes momentarily straying from his target to insure the Pistol was loaded. As he returned his sight back to the Cyber he found that his quarry had disappeared.

His rage now boiling Razordw grabbed a literjon drank it quickly and proceeded to start hunting for his now missing target. Something told him that this Cyber couldn't have been the same one he had ran into at the Sietch, but rather one that knew full and well what he was doing. Very shortly the Cyber he had stabbed earlier came running around the corner with his arm still bleeding, but his gun in hand and raised. Seeing this Razordw disregarded searching for the other one and decided he would insure at least one Cyber did in fact die even if meant his possible death by the other Cyber.

With that he turned to the present Cyber and holstered his Pistol. The other Cyber now began to look a little puzzled and worried. "Wrong time to run into me isn't it," Razordw said to the Cyber with a sinister smile crossing his face. "I know a comrade of yours is here somewhere, but I will insure my promise to him by using you instead." Razordw then proceeded to walk towards the Cyber with nothing drawn.

Because of this the Cyber looked on with an even more puzzled face, but he didn't let his puzzlement stop him from shooting. Because of the shots Razordw was forced to dodge each shoot as he continued to close, fortunately for Razordw all his training allowed him to dodge the shoots with such great speed that he only appeared to be a blur . Very soon the Cyber realized that something wasn't right as he felt a strange presence growing within his mind. The presence wasn't one that his mind was imagining or an AI, but rather one that was real and completely alien in origin.

Razordw came to a quick halt as he redrew his Maula Pistil. With it in hand Razordw grabbed several literjons of water drinking them quickly and discarding them. All the while still dodging shots with some hitting him. But once the last one was emptied he immediately let loose all the rage that had grown inside of him. With that he took advantage of the ease he had in invading the Cyber's mind on his walk towards him. This immediately sent the Cyber reeling in pain also giving the Cyber the realization of what the presence actually was and with no where to run he struggled to fight back the intrusion while still attempting to physically attack Razordw.

Soon as Razordw seen how effective his mental assault was he let loose with his Maula Pistol. He also began to close the distance between him and the Cyber. Also the way Razordw fired his Maula Pistol was such a way that one might think he was trying to use an Autoblaster. All the while his mind continued its continuous attempt to crush what mind the Cyber still had left. As he continued to attack his rage grew such that he soon found himself with tunnel vision on the Cyber and completely deaf to all other sound.

Razordw barely noticed he was beginning to weaken from all the strain he was putting himself through, and because he didn't have his Stillsuit he had no way to partially relieve this strain. As his vision began to fade he could feel that nothing remained alive in the Cyber's mind and, in what seemed like minutes, saw him fall to the ground. As the joy of his accomplishment washed over him he soon realized he was unable to do anything more as he was already to weak to even stand. He then dropped his Maula Pistol and quickly fell to his knees. In his last seconds of fighting his exhaustion he became aware of the sounds of footsteps and what he believed to be a sinister sounding laugh. But before he could turn to face the sound his exhaustion won over him and soon everything began to go completely black. In the final agonizing seconds his final thought were naturally whether he would ever wake again. But he realized it didn't matter anymore he succeeded in eliminating one Cyber and also he found strange peace in the darkness he saw coming.

It was just another ordinary night in Pinnacle. One of the local citizens was out wandering town when he caught sight of a dark figure ahead of him. Giving the man no further thought the citizen continued on the same path. However, before he lost sight of the figure he noticed that the figure was dragging what appeared to be two lifeless bodies. At this point the citizen slowed and began trailing the man. After a time of following, the citizen discerned that the figure was heading for the cemetery.

Upon arriving at the cemetery the figure proceeded to prop one of the bodies against a headstone. The other was left lying and the citizen quickly realized this was the lifeless body of one of the local Cybers. The one propped up was harder to discern, but it was at least noticeable that he was alive though semi-conscious. He also appeared to be gravely injured.

The citizen could not discern the identity of the dark figure as he was cloaked with his cowl lowered. The figure soon began speaking to the injured man. "You should feel privileged that your alive still," growled the dark figure. If it were not for your pathetic condition I would kill you myself, but you're just not worth the effort. Instead I think I'll make you suffer an agonizing death. I mean who is going to find you laying out here in the dead of night." With that said the man began chuckling and then proceeded to kick the defenseless man whose only response was a low grunt of pain. "Course I see your healing yourself, figures you Fremen are just to well learned in the art of regeneration."

Upon hearing the comment the citizen then proceeded to study the visible injures on the man. He quickly could see a slow but steady regeneration of the open wounds. But before he could think any further on it the other man raised his arm with a strange device protruding from it. "I'll see to it your Fremen abilities will aid you no more." Suddenly the man's arm brought the device down upon the others skull, breaking through it with little sound or resistance. The other began to release what would have been a blood-curdling scream, but the other quickly silenced it.

At that point the now concerned citizen wanted to leap from his hiding place and confront the man, but seeing he had no weapon he decided it would be unwise to. Instead he proceeded to watch the figure withdraw the strange device and the other man completely collapse to ground.

"My job is done," the figure stated with a chuckle. He then turned to the Cyber corpse. "You should have known better then to try and take on a foe such as this," the figure stated to the lifeless corpse. "I've told you before not to try and take him on and leave him for me or one of the other experienced soldiers, but would you listen. Oh well guess you have learned your lesson the hard way. Course you should be happy, you did help bring him down, even though it was more himself over exerting then the injures you inflicted." He then proceeded to pick up the lifeless Cyber body and throw it over his shoulder. He then turned to the other body and gave a mocking salute and tone, "Enjoy your death my little friend." With a sinister laugh he began walking away.

After a few minutes had passed and the concerned man was sure the other was gone for good he proceeded to the fallen man. When he reached him he was relieved to see he was at least breathing. He also noticed that the man's wounds had stopped healing and figured it to be the consequence of the clocked man's actions. Because his wounds had stopped healing he knew he had to now bind them. As such he began ripping strips of cloth off of the man's cloak and used them to bind the wounds.

Once he was done he proceeded to carefully pick up the man and carry him to safety. He then moved as quick as he could towards the hospital. Once he had arrived the injured man was admitted without delay and rushed to the Emergency Room. However, the citizen, relieved of his burdened and tired from the trek, decided to spend the rest of the night in the waiting room.

Standing at the end of the bed the nurse looks down at the recently admitted patient. She then grabs the chart and begins reading it. As she reads it she finds out that the man had recently been in a fight where he had received numerous injures created by an energy discharge weapon. But it wasn't the severity of the injuries that was worrying the doctors, but the fact that the wounds were still open and showed no signs of healing. The gentleman was a Fremen, and it was this fact that worried the doctors the most.

The nurse left the room and began proceeding to find the attendant who had admitted the patient. She soon found the attendant, as he was getting ready to leave. She then stopped him and asked about the patient. The attendant proceeded to inform her that a concerned citizen had brought him in. He then informed her that they never stopped to ask any question and simply proceeded to admit the man into the ER immediately. He did mention that the citizen who had brought him in could probably still be found in the waiting room, as he appeared to be very exhausted.

With this the nurse went to the waiting room in hopes of finding the man. Upon arriving she found the room almost completely deserted except for 2 men who where engaged in conversation. She then proceeded over to the men who quickly caught sight of her approaching. Once she knew she had their attention she asked if either was the man that brought in the injured Fremen late last night. Both simply stared at her in complete confusion as neither thought the statement plausible. It was with that she noticed movement in the corner of the room and realized a third person was in the room. She immediately turned to see the man standing up and wiping his eyes. He then told her in a sleepy tone that he was the one who had brought the man in.

The nurse then escorted the gentleman to the patient's room. Along the way she informed him of all that was done to stabilize him and just how close to death he was. Once they arrived she then proceeded to ask him if he knew anything about how the injures came to be. The man then proceeded to tell her all the events of the previous night. As he relayed them the nurse soon realized what had caused his abilities to heal himself to stop, his head wound.

Once he was finished telling the story the nurse and him conversed over what might have brought the events about. Both had realized the head injury was the source of why he wasn't healing himself anymore, but why. They wondered, as had the other doctors, if maybe he turned all his attention to healing this massive injury. The best that could be told was it indeed stopped his bodily healing. Also they had come to a conclusion that the wounds were created by a Cyber's gun. This was further solidified by the citizen's full recant of the previous night's events.

Over the next few days the citizen continuously visited the hospital and the nurse continued caring for the man. During this time his wounds were fully healed by the skilled doctors and local Priest that visited, except for the head wound, as such he still remained unconscious.

After a couple more weeks had passed a strangely dressed man came to the hospital looking for a Fremen that went by the name of Razordw. This confused some of the orderlies, but the nurse in charge was nearby and came over to show the man to the room. She had learned a few days before the name of the individual mainly because another Fremen had come by to deliver a new stillsuit for his fallen comrade. She then proceeded to escort the man to Razordw's room.

Upon arriving in the room they found the local citizen was there on his now routine daily visit. When they arrived the citizen proceeded to greet the stranger in a manner that suggested he knew the man. The stranger then soon went to studying the body, which also resulted in a sudden quick blue flash of light that appeared to sweep over Razordw's body. He then spoke with the nurse informing her that Razordw appeared to no longer posse the abilities of a Fremen, but rather it was lost due to the massive head injury. In a way this was crushing as the nurse and the doctors had never lost hope that his natural abilities were at work healing what the doctors couldn't. However, the man insured to the nurse that it was indeed the truth. The nurse immediately went to call a doctor to the room, but the man insisted he would take Razordw with him. The nurse attempted to protest, but now both men insisted that he would be better elsewhere, which the nurse reluctantly agreed with. To ease her mind the stranger showed that he possessed superior medicine to that of the hospital as he began applying medicine from a strange kit to Razordw's head wound. This immediately showed evidence to be healing as it caused Razordw to suddenly stir slightly. Once convinced the nurse brought in a stretcher for the two to take Razordw out with. Once he was on the stretcher the two proceeded to leave the hospital.

After a few more days Razordw finally began to return to reality. As he began to sit up and look around his strange surroundings he couldn't help but wonder where he was and what had happened. His mind still swimming in confusion he continued to stare blankly across the room. Soon a man walked over to him and insisted he lay down, while gently pushing him back. The man then said "Don't worry just rest, you're in good hands now." The reassuring voice reminded him of someone he knew, but he couldn't quite remember whom. But with that he immediately fell asleep.

One of the local Gentech Medics was getting done with his shift when he looked over and noticed their recently admitted patient was starting to move. The Medic spoke to himself, "Wonder if I should inform the General that our patient is waking again."

The patient began stretching and soon quickly went to feel his head around where a wound had been. Upon feeling nothing he muttered, "Good it was all a dream."

"I'm afraid it wasn't a dream Razordw," commented the Medic as he came over to the bedside.

"Drat, I had so hoped that night was just a horrible nightmare. That reminds me is there any word on the condition of the Gentech BattlePlatform?" asked Razordw.

The Medic stared at the patient with a hint of confusion mirrored in his eyes. "I'm sorry Razordw, but I'm not sure exactly what you mean, but I'm also not the person to ask on that. You'll have to ask one of the engineers about how HQ is running. As for the infirmary you can see its in perfect condition."

This comment struck Razordw completely off guard. All he could do was sit and stare with complete confusion. "Say what? Are you implying that we are currently on the Gentech BattlePlatform?"

"Yes, if that's how you want to call it. Course myself I just call it HQ," stated the Medic with a smirk.

With that Razordw could be heard bellowing his cheers throughout the entire station. Immediately against the Medics wishes he was up and running through the entire station. His long wait had finally come to an end and he was finally home again. Everywhere he turned he saw everything as it had been. Although when he reached the lowest level he found that the core was now accessible. As such his curiosity brought him inside. There he stared at the very core of HQ. He stood staring at it for what seemed like hours. Its bright shining surface kept him awe struck. It was for so long that he soon didn't realize another person had joined him.

"Beautiful isn't it?" stated the man that had joined him.

All Razordw could do was simply nod his head.

"Well you need to head the Briefing Room. They'll be expecting you. Oh I'd suggest stopping back by the infirmary and grab your clothes I don't think they want to see you in that gown." The other person then turned away with a snicker and was gone before Razordw could find out who it was.

After changing Razordw arrived in the Briefing Room to find gathered around 9 others. "Ah the Medic told us you were awake," one of them remarked. "So what is going on exactly?" asked Razordw.

"Well you, as all of us have, have been brought here to help us get the station back up and running. Course you were brought here by stretcher, but that's beside the point," spoke one of other people. "Anyway we are waiting on General Cable and General Pistil."

The time quickly passed by and the two Generals finally arrived and quickly went about to initiating everyone and giving them some quick lessons on what they needed to know. Once they were done they sent the new recruits off to work on reestablishing the BattlePlatform. However, Razordw still had one final formal task he had to take care of before he could rejoin.

Razordw stepped up to the bodyslide platform now holding the Fremen Stillsuit that had been delivered to him while he was in the hospital. He then reached over to the panel pressed a few buttons and disappeared. As quick as he disappeared from the station he arrived on the ground amidst the transport pillars. His sudden arrival caught the attention of a passerby who quickly shouted, "Hey Razordw how are you doing?"

Razordw turned and looked quizzically at the man.

"You probably don't know me do you, well I was the one who saved your life," said the man as he came walking up to Razordw.

"Ah I heard about you. I haven't had the chance to find you and thank you face to face. Mainly because it was today that I finally awoke," said Razordw

"Ah you awoke today did you. One thing though, why are you holding that Stillsuit or have any markings of a Gentech?"

"Well I am off to return the Stillsuit before I will accept the joining. Just a matter of tying up a few loose ends," stated Razordw

"Perfectly understandable after all the Stillsuit was delivered to you with the thought that you were going to return. Which brings up another question why not return?" posed the man.

"I think you know enough about me to understand that," smiled Razordw. "Anyway if you must know the injury's sustained have set me back completely and though the Fremen would probably be willing to aid me in restoring what I lost my desire to return to Gentech is to great."

"Ah spoken like you would be expected to," grinned the man. "Anyway mind if I walk with you to the Fremen's Spacecraft?"

"Sure you can come along." With that the two began walking. Soon Razordw mentioned "If you aren't bothered by travelling far from Pinnacle you can visit Arrakis while I return the Stillsuit."

"Ah no thanks I'll just walk with you to the Spacecraft," said the man with a slight quiver.

"Well you'll ride with me in a dropship some time won't you?" smiled Razordw.

"Umm, again I must decline, in fact I am not even willing to activate those pillars. The thought of being that high just scares the death out of me," stated the man with a nervous tone.

Razordw then began chuckling, "Well you wouldn't make much of a Gentech Battleforce member would you?"

"Not quite," smiled the man. "I'm just not cut out for any kind of service, I'm just content with being a commoner."

The two soon arrived at the Spacecraft that took anyone that desired for a visit to the desert planet known as Arrakis. Starring at the ship Razordw proceeded to speak, "Well here we are, are you sure you don't want to come along?"

"Again no thanks, but since we are here I shall not take up your time any longer. You said you need to return the Stillsuit then I shall not take any more of your time," said the man. "Perhaps we shall meet again my good friend."

"Perhaps we shall my friend. Till that day." And with that Razordw gave a salute to the citizen then proceeded to step into the Spacecraft.

The engines then roared to life lifting the ship up into the sky and off to Arrakis. While there Razordw said his good-byes, returned the Stillsuit and then left the desert world for the last time. On his trip back he reflected on his memories that he would never forget. When the ship finally touched down Razordw found it was night and decided it best to activate his house portal from the entrance of the science realm.

Once he arrived home Razordw settled back in his chair and dwelled on what his mind could see as recent events. "Shame I forgot about my house portal when I arrived in Cancer's shop. Boy you got to give the creator of these homes credit the ability to move instantly between various points of Pinnacle sure makes life easier." With that thought Razordw proceeded to stand up and leave his home for Gentech HQ. Once there he was greeted by General Pistil and soon became a member of the Gentech Battleforce.