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21 quickly gave the co-ordinates of the locations of 41 and 77 to 16-B who bowed in response, lifting himself up only to exit. He strode down the hall, giving a quick glance at the on-coming Subject 20-B. He gave a slight nod in acknowledgement, realizing that he was heading back to 21's room, continuing down the hallway and onto the landing docks. Countless ships were being modified by both droids and mutants, 16 striding over towards a group of them working on his own personal ship. "Commander 16-B," the stood away from the ship and all greeted the white-head with a bow. "Your ship is loaded with fuel and ready for take off." One said, throwing the keys to 16-B who caught them without much effort. He nodded and passed through the group of them and up to his ship.

16 sat at his chair, punching in the co-ordinates of each location into the computer. "16-B asking for clearance for take-off." 16 spoke out, readying the controls and awaiting for a reply. "Clearance granted." an electronic voice replied and 16 wasted no time in lifting the ship off of the ground, zooming out of the open gates and into space. The view was amazing, it always was on the moon but being this close to Earth. It was truly astounding. Subject 16-B took a sharp breath and exhaled it slowly, leaning back against his chair as the ship's automatic system kicked in and drove itself to the set co-ordinates.

All the filled the screen as 16 reached his destination was a barren and dried out land. A desert was what others called it, nothing but sand and clear blue sky to see for miles. A figure making its way through this land caught 16's eye and he leaned forward to get a better look. "Computer zoom in times 40." The screen zoomed in until the figure was clear, a female with black hair. "A girl? Unusual." 16 mumbled under his breath, wondering why she would be so important to 21. Most soldiers were male, only a few were actually female. He checked the co-ordinates once again but they all pointed to the girl so 16 sighed in response, landing the ship on the dusty ground.

The whole place was hot and sand filled the shoes of 16 as he trudged across the barren land and towards Subject 77. "Hey!" he shouted out through cupped hands to the girl. "You're Subject 77 right?!"