Decker stared into the mirror, his eyes lost focus as he started to daydream, he had been awake for at least 36 hours, and he needed sleep, desperately. Decker threw himself on his lumpy mattress rolled onto his side and lay there, watching the computer monitor. He slipped one hand underneath his pillow and pushed the pillow up slightly to his head, Decker's eyelids began to slip over his eyes. The last thing he did before his brain went into sleep mode was check that his gun was one his bedside table. Decker breathed out making a hum sound as he let his body relax and collapse into the mattress. Sleep… finally…

"ALL ABOARD!"

Decker ran down the gangplank and slipped onto one of the side seats, the other NSF activists scuttled on armed with the shortened assault rifles, sawn-off shotguns, and pistols. The last one onboard retrieved the rope that tied the boat to the jetty. The engine was ignited and the rotor blades span into action. The NSF onshore turned and made their way up the north dock, carrying cases of rockets and rocker launchers, one person was carrying a GEP gun over his shoulder. The boat pulled away and quickly headed towards the Manhattan skyline, towards their destination, Castle Clinton. Castle Clinton is where they will unload the Ambrosia and take it to LaGuardia airport hangers where it will be loaded and taken to Hong Kong, where a man named Tracer Tong, who was a scientific genius, could break down the elements of the vaccine for reproduction and correct redistribution.

The speedboat cut silently through the dark Manhattan waters, Decker sat listening to the babbling churn of the rotor blades in the water. In front of him under a blanket of tarpaulin were the precious Ambrosia canisters; Ambrosia was vaccine for the Grey Death the super-plague that was tearing around the world. UNATCO, The United Nations Anti-Terrorist Coalition was responsible for the Ambrosia vaccinations but it seems that only the richer victims were getting the treatment, that why the NSF were hijacking the shipment, to get it to the people who needed it most. Decker watched Liberty Island get smaller; the moon was starting to rise high in the cold night air. Decker breathed a sigh of relief the Coast Guard was not pursuing he sat back against the side of the boat, the other NSF rebels took off there visors exposing their reddened, adrenaline filled faces to the early night air.

Decker had just set up the quickest security system he had every preformed. He arrived onshore with one of the New York NSF leader, Colonel Leo Gold of Special Operations, with his bag of tricks and was taken to the Statue; the rebels had gone in just as the sunset but bumped into a patrolling guard who notified UNATCO. A firefight had broke out as they unloaded the Ambrosia shipment from the barge. They managed to capture a UNATCO agent, a mechanically augmented agent, Gunther Hermann and held him hostage giving the NSF enough time to escape, and Decker enough time to set up a patchy security system.

"Hurry up Decker," whispered the anxious rebel. Decker could feel the pressure building up as they all stood over his shoulder, breathing down his neck constantly. Decker wiped the small bead of sweat from his itching eyebrow. He let out a huffed breath and stared into the blackened heart of the automated security gun turret. Decker turned the small cap heads of the two torches that were on the side of his magnifying glasses and held the small screwdriver in his shaky hand. "Hey! Don't rush the man, Decker you take as long as you want, just as long as it isn't long enough for a UNATCO team to be up your ass before you finish." Leo Gold, the NSF leader, said pushing the NSF rebels away from Decker. "I've…nearly finished sir." Decker replied making the final connections to the automated gun turret.