"Knock it off, Sammy. I'm alright!" Lauren chuckled, throwing one arm around her sister's shoulder. "The only one who can kill me, would be me." She said with a game-on smirk. Though to tell the truth, she was still a bit shaken.

"Got a mutant!" Vik said as he flicked his AK's safety off and approached a corner of the room. There was a cute little growl before a small, hairy, four-legged creature scuttled across the floor. The baby Watchman was only about the size of a house cat! It slid to a halt behind Samantha and Lauren, playfully trying to hide behind Sammy's boot.

Viktor sighed and shook his head as he realised it was just a pup. It's mother was dead in the same corner it had escaped from, so Vik was in no rush to shoot the little guy.

"Ah, what a damn nuisance. Sammy, move your leg." Lauren bluntly told her as she pulled out her MP9 and flicked it to semi-auto mode. She took aim at the watchman pup, which seemed to emit a sort of whining sound.

"Laurie, you don't need to slot the little guy. Hardly a threat, eh?" John asked, not that the sniper was listening. Mutants killed her and Sam's parents - she thought of it as returning the favour whenever she came across the monsters. The little one was no exception...