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>''Watch your step.''
>Another passenger, another rescued citizen.
>''That's the last one!''
>Or rather, that was the last one the buses could accommodate.
>The chief had sent the busses along his meticulously planned emergency route, hoping to pick up as many passengers as possible along the way.
>The halfway point was recently passed, and the busses were all filled to capacity.
>Rain had stopped falling from the sky minutes ago, but the clouds were far from leaving.
>The chief and several of the patrons feared that the storm could get it's second wind at any moment, with the near-constant sounds of thunder permeating the sky.
>The man in the labcoat gave the mustachioed driver behind him the thumbs up.
>It was getting more than cramped inside the bus.
>''We're coming up on the park.''
>The bus driver slammed on the brakes.
>The scientist in chief catches himself on the railing and adjusts his glasses.
>''What?!'' he whirls around to look at the driver, who is pointing down the street, mouth agape.
>Stomping its way towards the park, is a massive beast with a bright neon blue mark blazoned across its flank.
>A dangling tail of fiber optic wires with blue tips bob with each completed step, hovering over the street.
>Alien antennae on its head stop bobbing as it turns its head.
>It stops only long enough to lift a steely hoof into the air.
>''Is it... is it waving?''
>The moment passed as the monster resumes its march and plodded over the low fencing that lines the park, eyes narrowed determinedly as it ignored the onlookers in its wake.
>Glancing in the same direction, the chief gasps in horror as another beast appeared from a street across the park.
>Lavender horns curled backwards, a mauve underbelly, and a thick tail were a few of its features.
>In the stunned silence, the chief withdrew a phone from his pocket.
>Hand shaking, he hit the speed dial.
>Meanwhile, back in the lab.
>''Yeah, boss?''
>''I think I found what those two big somethings were.''
>''We did too, it's all over MyFace and Bill from accounting snapped a picture.''
>A pleasant ping came from a smartphone elsewhere in the room.
>''It already has 100 likes!''
>''Yeah, I just fave'd it,'' another assistant piped up from the background.
>The chief cleared his throat.
>''We need that portal generator back up as soon as possible.''
>He turned to the bus driver, showing him a map.
>''We need to get there.''
>''We'd have to go by the park!''
>''It ignored us. Let's go.''
>Not too far from the spot of their first contact, the commander and his unit rumble along one of the less-ruined streets.
>His lieutenant pipes up from a nearby vehicle.
>''Sir, we've intercepted some radio chatter. Seems to originate from this city's bus system.''
>The commander raises an eyebrow. ``Why should I care?''
>''Because it contains good news, and bad news.''
>The commander chuckles a bit.
>''We haven't done this one in a while; what's the good news?''
>''It appears that the bus system has been converted into an evac convoy. It's rounding up civilians as we speak.''
>''That's... impressive, actually. And the bad news?''
>''It's currently in the park district.''
>The second-in-command looks behind him as they continue on.
>Meanwhile, the commander has an epiphany.
>''And we just sent that monster there, didn't we?''
>The Lieutenant gives him a coy look.
>''Sir, yes sir,'' he mutters.
