[h3]Michael Sonnen[/h3]

A thunderous roar bellowed heated rock and dust, scattering the fine material against him and down the long dark maw of the tunnel. Michael felt tiny bits pierce his skin. The feeling was like pin pricks, pin pricks he could take, that pain was small compared to what he had been through over the years. 

He raised to his feet cautiously, looking for any hint of weakness in the walls of the mines; explosions could rock the very structure of any mine and that brought a tinge of fear to him. To die in the mines without doing anything avenge Courtney's death would be ashame. He couldnt' imagine forgiving himself if he had.

Michael tossed that thought aside as he neared the charred, smoldering entrance of the [I]once[/I] sealed doors. Inside, he saw spacious elevator shaft freighter. It was... old, how far back he was unsure; his education in historical tech was fruitless and not at all touched on. His lips pursed tightly as he pulled himself through the blowned hole.

[I]Is this what they were hiding?[/I] he asked unbelieving. [I]Why hide this?[/I]

He paused for a moment before stepping into the elevator and absentmindedly checking to see if it worked. His powerful hands motioned towards a random button, his thumb pressed down on it without caution. Soon afterwards he chided himself for his one-track mind. 

[color=red][b]"Maybe they aren't hiding this? Galatec could be pushing me... do they know they can't brainwash me?"[/b][/color]  His right fist clenched at his side while the other thumbed the scar on his nose.

[I]I'll fight to the death.[/I]