Jasper slowly walked trough the irradiated wreckage of what once was his old town, squinting his sharp feline eyes to attempt to pick out formor landmarks amongst the thick layers of nuclear fallout. it was hard to pick up even the slightest amount of detail despite having enhanced video gear and lighting for he was at the exact loacation the bomb went off just a few days before, the radiation meter on his Mark VII's heads up display was 45 Sieverts per hour (well above the required amount to bend metal and cream exposed flesh) despite the high radiation levels he pressed on desperate to find the wreckage of his once awesome house (that was mercilessly destroyed as an act of hate and violence by sigma) He stopped in his tracks for he was there, the exact location his front patio would of been if it haven't been destroyed, all that remained in its place was a few concrete slabs that marked the location of the houses Reenforced concrete foundation (witch now mostly consisted of a thick black ash like material) upon seeing this jasper tightly grasps his paw and yelled to the sky.
"It might not be today it might not be tomorrow but mark my words, I will hunt you down, I will chase you to the farthest point of the universe if I have to, but I will eventually find you and when I do. I'll FU@$&@G kill you"
He sat there for a few moments , picking up the ash that was once his livelihood and letting it slip between the cracks in his fingers, contemplating his next move. After some time he decided it would be best to head back to his ship, it was located far off in the distance but still close enough were he could vaguely pick it out trough the heavy smog that clouded the air. Once entering trough the open ramp way of his battle-worn D77H-TCI Pelican he brushed off the sand from his armour and sat at the control panel....