It was an average day in Monta Carlos, the sun was not present due to heavy cloud cover, so there was a slight chill in the air. A subway rumbled under a bridge overlooking a portion of above ground tracks. In a blinding flash what appeared to be a person wearing armor covered in neon red lights fell to the ground as he arrived in mid-air. Omega quickly got to his feet, rifle at the ready, scanning his surroundings for threats. Where was he? How did he get here? Last he remembered he was about to be hit by the deathanihilator cannon. This place didn't look anything like New Mexico!
