IMPORTANT: This happens 3 years after the prolouge article.

It was a warm 日 in jasper park. The weather was perfect. Humphrey was sitting with garth on the small hillside leading to the head alpha's dens, waiting for kate to finish getting ready.

"She's been in there for hours!" he complained.
"It's a big 日 for her, humphrey." garth responded. "If I were you, i'd smarten yourself up."
"I got ready ages ago!"
"What did あなた wash your 毛皮 with? Frogspawn?"
"Very funny, barf."
"Glad to be of amusement, koyote."
Humphrey turned to make a retort when suddenly there was a commotion down near the bottom of the hill. Two omegas were fighting over a steak.
"IT'S MINE!"
"YOU'VE HAD YOURS! LET GO!"
"OI!" garth yelled. "If あなた two can't share that, i'll have it. Understood?"
They didn't respond.
"I asked あなた a question. I don't care who took it."
"Sorry, garth."
"You will be." he turned back to humphrey "See, that's how あなた have to be when a fight breaks out. Firm. A head alpha isn't around to be popular."
"Does help, though." Humphrey said. "Garth, I wanted to ask あなた somthing."
"Hmm?"
"What do あなた think-"
"OI! DON'T あなた DARE EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, あなた LAZY LOUT! YOU'VE HAD YOUR SHARE!"
A greedy looking omega jumped back from the 食 pile. "Sorry humphrey, あなた were saying?"
"What do あなた think I should do with kate once we're married? I've been so nervous about the ritual I haven't had time to think about anything else."
"It's simple, humphrey. Kate is just lonely. She wants to know that someone cares for her."
"So?"
"Tell her あなた 愛 her."
Humphrey was about to 質問 him thurther, when he heard kate shouting his name.

Kate had emerged from the デン with a large group of フレンズ who had been getting her ready. And humphrey had to admit, she looked stunning. There was a red 花 in her hair. Her teeth were perfectly white. She was blushing. Humphrey took her paw. She didn't say anything, which was probably just as well. He wouldn't have been able to respond. His voice had gone.

Saltey, as usual, went through the mating ritual with them, and when they were finished, Humphrey decided to put garth's アドバイス into action. He leaned close to kate's little ear and whispered:
"I 愛 you."

Kate seemed to jump. Her cheeks had gone red. It was such a wonderful effect that humphrey decided to try it again.
"I 愛 you."
"Humphrey" she managed. "I- I don't know what to say."
"Don't say anything, then. Just キッス me."
She leaned towards him.
"Hey, あなた two!"
They jumped apart. It was marcel who had spoken. I small group of humphrey's mob and even some of kate's approched.
"Caught あなた at a bad time, did we?"
"Bad?" kate asked. "No, we were just-"
"Congratulations, あなた two." saltey moved to the front, pushing marcel over. "It's going to be rough for us without you, but... life moves on."
"At least we still have golf!" Marcel 発言しました exitedly.
"You know, I actualy thought that he was going to say somthing that didn't completely ruin the mood then." mooch muttered.
There was a long silence.
"We'll go away, then," shakey said. "Happy honeymoon!"
"Eh, thanks, guys!" humphrey shouted after them.
"So." kate 発言しました to him. "Where were we."
Humphrey held her close.
"About here." he said.


Chris sat at his 机, デスク 80 miles away. I guess sat isn't really the right word. It was もっと見る like sleeping. And that's because he was. The large pile of coffee cups beside him that he had used to keep himself awake had evidently not had an effect. A nuclear powered laptop sat on the 机, デスク 次 to him, 表示中 Chris's アバター getting mauled によって some green exploding things with four legs. Photographs on the ウォール looked at individualy showed happy memories. But there was somthing もっと見る to them. They were in the order they had been taken. あなた could see the members of Chris's family slowly dissapearing, first kenny, then smithers. Kenny had fallen off a cliff in a jeep, smithers had died of lung cancer. Equaly horrible ways to die. The clock on the ウォール struck 8. For a moment, nothing happened. Then Chris's model train did it's daily base jump, and the clock bounced of chris's head. Followed によって a cup of earl grey.
"Speugh?" Chris got up and looked around. He'd been sleeping on his arm. It was numb. "Ugh.."
He looked around. It was 8! He was late for work! He got up, looked a the cups, put two and two together and swore. Pausing only to turn the computer off, he jumped into his バン and set off. Today was a big 日 for him. He was unvieling a weapon that he had worked on for weeks. A weapon which would change war forever.

It was called the MotorGun.

It wasn't the most powerful weapon in the world. That was in his notebook. He had worked on his presentation all night. He finished it off with one hand while steering with the other.

He arrived at a small, deserted looking building in the city center. This building was anything but deserted. あなた could see that によって looking at the way his govornment employers had quietly stepped on any attempts to redevelop the area. He scanned his eye with a small brick that was lying on the ground, and, after a short delay, the ウォール opened before him.

"Welcome, Chris Dent." a computer said.
"Shut up." Chris wasn't in a good mood. He hadn't had time for breakfast, he felt tired, and worst of all, his kitkat had snapped in half as he got out of the van.

He knocked on a door with a sign 読書 AUDATIRIUM 1 - BACKSTAGE
It opened. "Ah, Dr. Chris. Where've あなた been?"
"Sorry, sir." chris said. "Slept in again. Working all night." he spoke in very short scentences.
"It isn't a problem. Please, come in."
"Thanks."
The man's name was tim. あなた could tell he was an agent because he wore sunglasses in dark rooms.
"So, chris. Tell me about this motorgun of yours."
"It's quite complex. I'll be covering everything in the presentation." chris told him, hanging his コート up.
Tim looked dissapointed.
"I could 表示する あなた it if あなた want."
"Well, okay then."
Chris pulled a massive rubbery gun out of his bag. It had an open end and a touchscreen on the back, as well as a few dials and levers. It was very big.
"These'll cost a fortune to make, chris.." tim said, after examining it.
"Well, that's where you're wrong. It's called a MOTORgun because everything runs of a single very powerful motor."
Tim looked confused.
"Presentation." chris told him.
"I'll be there, chris. You've got me hooked."

Just then, someone tapped chris on the sholder. "You're on."
Tim darted away.
Chris stepped out into the noisy audatirium. They had set up the powerpoint he had made the 前 week and emailed to them.
"Silence, please."
Everyone went quiet. Chris took the motorgun out and sat it on the floor.
"This," he told them, "Is called a MotorGun. I know it looks expensive, but it isn't. あなた know why? Because it runs off a single motor and a battery. Not a massive battery. Just a normal one." He held up a small battery.
Applause.
"Now, I presume you're wondering what this all does."
Everyone cheered.
"That was retorical." Chris said, gesturing for the audience to be silent once more. "This gun can be used for many things. A machine gun that fires rubbish, for example"
He took out a small tin can. "I found this on the pavement outside. It will be ideal for this test.
Now, the gun contains a small cloning chamber which will probably make up most of the cost. Let me 表示する あなた how it works."
He set the can on the floor, adjusted the gun via the touch screen and aimed it at the tin can. He pulled the trigger and it was sucked in.
Silence.
Then suddenly, 30 perfect copies of that tin can sprang out of the side of the gun on a clip. The original was fired out of the top. Then he took aim at the large training target at the other side of the stage and fired. The target was within 秒 reduced to rubble によって the onslaught of rubbish. "I'll pay for that." Chris told the audience. "Now, if you're worried that this will polloute the planet, forget it." He gestured towards the tin cans which desintergrated. "Clones are incredibly biodegradable. However, I can still reuse the original." He advanced his powerpoint. "Now, onto the grappling hook. It's very simple, just put the gun into the right mode, and..." He fired at the ウォール and the end sprang off it. It suckered onto the ウォール and he was pulled off his feet. The motor was working overtime. Chris wasn't exactly a healthy person. He'd hardly eaten any フルーツ for the 15 years he'd lived. But it worked.

"What else does it do?" someone asked.
"There's a built in disruptor." He aimed at the projector and made it flicker. "And suck and blow functions." he demonstrated those. "I hope that these will very soon be on the market. Thank you, and goodbye."

"There was one man in the audience, though. He was looking at me. If looks could kill, i'd be in two halves." chris 発言しました to tim later.
"Well, I thought it went rather well." 発言しました tim. "You were brilliant. Don't worry about that sort of thing. You're only fifteen. あなた have your entire life ahead of you. Don't let a dirty look ruin your day."
"I suppose so." chris responded. "Hey, what's this?" He'd found a note in his coat.
"Interesting." 発言しました tim, 読書 over his sholder. "Someone's not happy about somthing."
Tim ranked above chris, but he had been a good friend to him all the same. Even now, as chris left, he promised him he'd supply soldiers all over the world with motorguns. But chris was worried. Worried about the note written in blood.. THEY WILL BETRAY YOU, it said. DO NOT TRUST THEM または あなた WILL DIE.