The night is very quiet. A few people roam the streets of the small town as a nice cool breeze brushes the area. It's getting close to midnight and most of the shops and small stores are closed up. The only place to go would be to the bars. No signs of Fury yet.

Deciding not to waste energy by searching for him, Jason decides to go into one of the bars. He knows his way around the town as he lived there for a short time when he was younger. It is home to some of his most memorable experiences. "I still can't believe how realistic this thing makes everything seem." He speaks to himself as he enters the doors. Everyone and everything he knows about the town is all here. The places, the people...the same people he had not seen in years. And even though he sees them all now it is all illusion, yet so real.

As he walks in the waitresses in the bar that had been working there for a while recognized him. They all rushed to him with excitement, hugging him and happy to see him. A few minutes later all the girls go about back to their customers except for one, Haley. She stood behind the other girls waiting. "2 years. You've been gone for 2 years. You said it would only be a few months." She jokes around with him.

"I know, I didn't know it would take so long." Knowing that it wasn't really her, he still couldn't help himself from being overcome with emotions that make his eyes water. He had been in love with her for a long time, but never asked her out. And just as he was about to he got orders for his business that needed him to travel around for what was supposed to be only a short while. In the time he was gone they lost contact with each other, but he never forgot her, and it appears she hadn't forgotten about him. "But I'm here now. So it's your lucky day." He laughs as he goes to his favorite table and sits down. He orders a drink and she brings it to him.

"So are you here for good now or do I have to go another 2 years without another Colts fan to help me talk shit to everyone?" She takes out a picture and shows it to him. It's a autographed picture of her with Peyton Manning and Bob Sanders at Lucas Oil Stadium. "Those tickets that you bought me for my birthday before you left; the greatest gift I have ever gotten."

They were both huge Indianapolis Colts fans and that was the first thing that got them talking to each other when Jason walked in one day long ago in a Colts jersey. "Aww damn you got lucky. It took me like 3000 trips to their games before I could get to meet them. I'm glad you liked it though. I wish I could have went with you. Who did you take? Brent?"

"Fuck no, I broke up with that douche bag like right after you left. I just couldn't take it anymore. But hold that thought babe I'll be right back." She goes to get another customers food.

After she leaves Jason goes into the bathroom to wash his hands. While he is in there he hears some kind of commotion going on in the place. Quickly rushing out he sees a few people on the ground dead and standing at the other end of the bar is Fury holding Haley in his arm by her neck. "Let her go" He yells at him.

"Sure." He squeezes his arm tighter and holds her up in the air, suffocating her. She goes lifeless and he throws her to the ground. "Now that that's out of the way"

Out of pure rage Jason rushes at him full speed. Running into him they both go flying through the window out into the parking lot. Jason pins him down and throws a flurry of punches into the face and does not let up.

Blocking a few punches Fury launches some of his own before kicking Jason off and into a car door. Quickly getting to his feet Fury just shrugs at his opponent. "You're gonna have to do better than that."

"Ok." Ripping off the door he just slammed into he launches it like a missile at Fury, quickly following up by throwing the other door. He runs behind them and attacks Fury while he dodges both doors, but it was merely an act of distraction. For several minutes they both exchange punches and kicks with each other. Just as Jason starts to get the upper hand the program ends and he is violently returned to the white room. It wasn't the same as when Wolfe reentered as it knocked Jason out for a few minutes. "What the fuck?" He finally comes to and slowly gets off the ground. Looking towards the door he sees the window next to it is broken and blood is running into the room. He runs to the door and exits to find Wolfe laid out on the table, the room a mess, and a trail of blood leading out the door. He goes to the still living but heavily wounded Wolfe. "What the fuck happened?"

"I don't know. It all happened so fast. He came in and took me out before without me seeing him. Everything went blurry and all I could see what him talking to Vanessa then attacking her. He was gonna go into the room but I was able to get my pistol and wound him. He took off but took her with him." He groans in pain as he tries to sit up. "We have to find her before he hurts her even more."

"You're not going anywhere. I'll go." He goes over to the control panel and there is a folder sitting on top of the keyboard. Opening the folder a single piece of paper falls out. It has coordinates on it with a blood-circle around them. He puts the paper into his pocket and takes Wolfe into the living room. "You stay here. I'll take care of this." He walks out the door as Wolfe passes out.

"How did you find out where I was and how did you know the way to get a hold of me. I worked hard to keep myself hidden" Jason smiles as he enters the door of the lab and sits at the table Wolfe is sitting at. "It's like you knew exactly how to find me."

Wolfe's wife walks into the room with more files in her hand. "Good to see you again Jason. What has it been? 6 years now. You never keep in touch." She walks over to Jason and gives him a hug as he stands up. "It took me a long time to get all the info on you."

Jason laughs as he sits back down. "Vanessa...I guess I should have known you had something to do with this. How is it you look even more beautiful now than when I last saw you? I didn't think that was possible. How did you two stay in touch?"

"We got married. Shortly after you left the group I did the same thing and Vanessa came with me." Wolfe explains after Vanessa sits next to him. "What a match right? After all the shit she talked about us" He looks at the files that she had brought in.

"Yeah tell me about it." Jason looks at her. "Remember when I asked you out on a date and you told me you had better things to do..."

She laughs "Yeah I remember, That wasn't a lie, my bed wasn't gonna lay on itself that night." Her eyes shift to the files as Wolfe slides them over to Jason and a picture comes out.

The mood quickly turns grim as a picture of Col. Groves, their old commander, slain in his home comes out of the folder. Under the photo is a small caption that reads: COL. GROVES, COMMANDER OF THE INFAMOUS STRIKE FORCE AND MARINE COMMANDER, BRUTALLY SLAIN WITH HIS FAMILY IN WHILE AT HOME. THERE WERE NO SURVIVORS AND NO CLUES AS TO WHO IS RESPONSIBLE EXCEPT WHAT SEEMS TO BE A MESSAGE ETCHED INTO THE WOODEN FLOOR NEXT TO HIS BODY "ON THE HUNT." BUT NO LEADS YET.

"Where is he?" It doesn't take Jason long to figure out who is behind it. "I'll fucking kill him myself."

Sighing heavily Wolfe leans back in his seat. "We don't know. He is keeping himself very well hidden. And I'm afraid that he knows where we are. All of us."

"How do you know that? Just because he found Groves doesn't mean anything. It's not hard to find a high ranking officer."

"Because he was the one that sent us the picture." Vanessa claims as she take out an envelope and reads the message on it. "It says 'Fury knows not friend nor foe.' He is coming. I know it" She grabs Wolfe's hand with hers. "We need your help. We cannot stop him on our own."

Nodding his head Jason gets up from the table. "We need to prepare. And you two go don't go anywhere without me. Is that understood?"

Both of them nod their heads, confirming his command. Wolfe looks back at the simulator. "This is the same model simulator as the one we used before our missions. It very accurately simulates any scenario. I've used it over 200 times since I got the message from Fury. I have yet to last more than 5 minutes against him. It seems his enhancements have made him practically immortal."

"We'll see about that. I'll give it a go" He springs up from the chair and goes into the large white room. "Set me up" He closes the door and steps into the middle of the room.

Vanessa goes to the control panel and looks through the window at him. "I'm gonna run the same program that Wolfe had last went through. Are you ready?"

"Only one way to find out." He breathes heavily.

She fixes the machine and gets it ready. "Here we go." She flicks a switch and the white room quickly turns into the same town setting Wolfe was in, to Jason's eyes. The machine puts whoever is in it into a coma like state. The user does not go anywhere physically, but mentally he can be anywhere doing anything.

The dust settles and Fury stands upright as if not even bothered by the barrage of explosives Wolfe used against him in the small town square. In fact he smiles, amused by the failed attempt to take him down. He continues his march towards Wolfe. Unmoved by this Wolfe continues his assault on the seemingly invincible warrior he has been battling for the last hour. Having spent many years battling by his side, he knows what Fury is capable of. As long as he can keep him at a good distance he won't be too much of a problem. But there is no where else Wolfe can go, and Fury is only a few hundred feet away and closing in, in a sort of stalking manner. Wolfe knows if it comes down to a hand-to-hand fight that he can only last a short while against him.

"I'm tired of playing games," Fury yells as he sprints towards Wolfe at an incredible speed. He takes the full assault of Wolfe's arsenal with no effect. He reaches Wolfe in almost no time and rips the weapon from his hands. Grabbing onto both of his arms Fury pushes his foot into his chest and rips them off. He tosses the limbs down to the side as both them and Wolfe bleed profusely and electrical currents from the suit makes the pain worse.

Doing what he can to fight back he pushes the pain out and throws a flurry of kicks, some hitting Fury while others miss. But even the ones that hit don't do any damage. Just as expected he is no match for the speed and strength of Fury. Just no match. "Fuck This"

Fury vanishes and the entire world around Wolfe goes with him. He is now standing in a large all-white room and his arms are back on his body. He walks to the door and goes out towards a woman sitting at a control panel. "The simulation can't be right. I know I never fought against him, but I don't think I would have done that poorly against him."

"I'm sorry, but I based the virtual Fury on all the data and information you brought me on him. With all the experiments, mutations, and enhancements that were done on him, that is what you get. I mean I'm sure he has a weakness, but good luck in finding it. According to all the files and data, he is invincible. Short from a nuclear missile, when we tested his durability he withstood everything we threw at him." The woman adjusts certain things on the panel and types up notes. "But we got the simulation, so you can at least keep trying."

"Yeah until he actually finds me. Then what do I do?" Wolfe stands behind her chair and wraps his arms around her hugging her and kissing her. "How can I protect you when I don't know how to stop him" He thinks about the day when Fury arrives. Thinking about not being able to do anything while he destroys everything Wolfe loves.

"We'll figure something out. Plus, I'm not as helpless as you seem to make me out to be." She smirks as she touches his face. "We will face this thing together." Looking back at the files she sees a folder tab sticking out labeled STRIKE FORCE, the special unit that Wolfe used to be in. Hey eyes widening she looks up at him.

Knowing exactly what she was about to say he quickly shakes his head to shut down the notion. "No. Absolutely not. It's not his problem. He did the right thing when he left the unit. He won't be brought back into this. He doesn't need to risk his life for my mistake. It's bad enough your life is at risk."

"He would want to help. He would see it as his duty. You always talked about how no matter what the odds were you always stayed with each other and made sure everyone made it out alive. That was your duty as Marines. And we can't do this on our own." She grabs Jason's File. "Call him"