[Naked Crook]

Nighthawk and Anaconda had been focusing on dealing with The Clones. As the number of Clones began to swindle, Nighthawk saw Black 5 fighting with Jersey. Nighthawk looked at Black 5, watching his movements, completely distracted by his movements, and his fighting style. Everything about it seemed so familiar. It was at this moment that Nighthawk noticed The cybernetic arm and leg, and it was at this moment that Nighthawk realized who this soldier was. Nighthawk: Jacob... Nighthawk was taken aback by what he had just discovered. His mind was frozen. Nighthawk felt the gun in his hand, and he wanted to help Jersey, but that meant he would of needed to fire at Jacob. Nighthawk: What is he doing...why is he helping them... Nighthawk then had a flood of memories come back to him, remembering everything from his training with Black Team 40 years ago. Nighthawk: They drugged him...they used the same procedure on him that they used on us... Every memory that Nighthawk had spent years trying to suppress had come back to him. The missions he was sent on, the people he was forced to kill. Nighthawk's grip on his gun tightened. He recalled what had happened to the first Black 5, how he was powerless to help any of them. Nighthawk's mind snapped as he recalled how he was unable to help any of the members of Black Team. Nighthawk then watched as Black 5 dropped Jersey off the side of the sky bridge. Nighthawk watched as Jacob had just murdered one of his own friends in cold blood. Nighthawk: My God... Nighthawk then felt a sharp nudge in his side. Anaconda had just elbowed him. Anaconda: Wake up! Start shooting!