X awoke after an hour or two, "Argh!" he yelled, feeling his arm. "Those jacktards..." he said as he noticed the bandages.

"Wanna go to Tokyo and get revenge?" Deadeye asked.

X held his arm, "No need, murdered their entire brigade when I woke up, but I got shot a few times I think." he said, remembering the man he sparred. "I'll be fine, but I have no idea who the were..." he stated.

"Any logo that would give us a clue?" Deadeye asked.

X rubbed his head, "All I saw on their backs was a V along with a upside down V intersecting it..." he said.

Vincent was looking through the hallways when he overheard X describe the logo. He began to wonder if one of them was here...

"Hmm, I never heard of that one, maybe if I call Edward, no, no, are you sure you wiped out the whole brigade?" Deadeye said.

X shook his head, remembering, "I left one guy, a scientist, alive, I tossed him aside, I guess that's what got me shot..." he said. "I think I might know the group, Apprentices of Vice?" he asked, "Do you know a group by that name?"

"No, Edward might, but I sure as hell don't." Deadeye said.

X nodded, "Alright, they picked me off in PHNT quarters, not sure why there but..." he said, getting up and heading for Edwards with a limp.

"I can't follow you to Edward's." Deadeye said. "Me and him are having a problem and I don't think I can look at him without shooting him, but you can borrow my motorcycle."

X nodded, "I understand, I'll just use the Psychic Pads." he said, walking on the path of Psychic Plates to Edwards place.

"What's up X?" Edward asked, turning around from writing something.

X nodded, "You know anything about Apprentices of Vice?" he asked, showing Edward his bandages and wounds.

"Not much, not much at all, I've heard of the name, but that's about it. They killed a couple of the Golden Eagles a while back, but that was a few years ago." Edward said.