Symco and Hodge stood back to back, a little awkwardly given the size difference and both a little out of breath. Hodge was wearing his new favorite pair of sunglasses that he thought made him, or at least his new body, look like someone out of the matrix or terminator movies. He held his gun drawn and aimed at the ground with one hand and slowly adjusted his glasses with his other hand.

“Ready?” He asked, not waiting for an answer. “Three...Two...One... GO!” Symco leaped forward grabbing tree trunk after tree trunk, propelling her massive form upwards into the trees like a giant orangutan. Hodge also leaped forwards using two close together tree trunks as launching points to get some air. He grabbed a tree branch, swung underneath it, and, using his forward momentum was able to lift himself over it. He aimed, seemingly blindly into the bushes and squeezed off three shots, each one landing on an opponent who let out an “aw, maaaan.” Symco now high above was using her rifle to off a number of troops incoming onto her and Hodge's position. Needless to say, they were getting the hang of their new bodies. Hodge, now perched on the tree branch like the Amazing Spider-Gwen drew his second pistol and leaped forwards, jumping from branch to branch with his hands trailing behind him like some kind of anime ninja.

“I saw this on TV once!” He shouted back to Symco. “It looks bitchin'!”

“Watch where you're going, idiot!” she shouted back. Hodge was running straight towards a large tree trunk that he wouldn't have the ability to dodge. He jumped, landed two feet on the immense trunk of the tree, used his forward momentum to run up the trunk, and then did a back flip. In mid flip he aimed downward and squeezed off three shots which sent paintballs flying towards an agent camped out at the bottom.

“Catch me!” he said as he fell downward, landing on the agent, sending them both to the forest floor. “I said, 'catch me!'” he stood up, rubbing his back. A paintball whizzed through the air, striking him on the back of the head. He put his hand on the wound and noticed it came back green, the colour he and Symco were using to tag the other agents.

“What the hell, Symco? We're on the same team!” He yelled. She jumped down from her perch and landed beside him with a thud.

“'Catch me!?'” she said, annoyed. “That's not your body, a-hole, be careful with it!” He punched her playfully in the arm.

“I knew he'd catch me one way or another. It just so happened that it was with his shoulder and back instead of his arms.” he said playfully.

“Well done, both of you.” boomed the voice of Director Pledgestone as he walked through the trees to their position. “I think we're ready to test your abilities in some field work.”

“Sweet!” said Hodge. “I gotta say, I'm not loving the raging estrogen coursing through my veins at all times thing, but I am LOVING these psychic powers!”

“Yeah, your body is capable of some amazing things too!” said Symco. “Although I do miss being able to go through doors. You know, it's the little things...”

“We've got some intel that the Kovani coven is amassing resources in a warehouse near the docks.” Pledgestone said. “Follow me to the briefing room and I'll fill you in on the details of the mission.” They all walked out of the training area and down the hall to the briefing room. Symco and Hodge looked odd walking side by side as they were in massively different proportions to each other, but they walked with the confidence of a well trained team that trusted each other. They actually had started to get along so long as Hodge wasn't smoking in Symco's body or eating a steak. Actually, he did that a lot, so there was still some tension, but overall, things were improving. They sat down at the table in the briefing room as the lights went out and a projector was turned on. On the screen across the room was a picture of a warehouse with some shadowy looking figures standing in patrol stations around it.

“We've tracked some key members of the Kovani to this warehouse.” said Pledgestone, “While Cornwall's whereabouts is still unknown we think some of the members spotted here may have some better information on where he is and in which body.” Pledgestone paused. “Your mission will be to infiltrate the warehouse, take out any sentries guarding the perimeter and apprehend and interrogate one or more of the higher ups as to Cornwall's whereabouts.”

“What kind of hardware do we get?” asked Hodge.

“Let's just say you won't be shooting paintballs” said Pledgestone. “We have suspicions that, if the ritual was successful and the two coven leaders swapped bodies, and that many of these perimeter sentries may actually be vampires. As such we are equipping Agent Symco with a modified rifle that shoots wooden steaks.”

“Goddammit that's awesome!” Shouted Hodge. “What do I get? What do I get?” He asked childishly.

“Guns, Hodge, you get normal, everyday guns.” Replied Pledgestone.

“What!? She gets a steak gun and I get normal guns?” Hodge whined.

“You'll also be equipped with a UV headlamp. In the case that you do run into vampires you can flick it on as a defense and retreat to a distance where Symco can cover you.”

“What about me?” said Symco, “what if they aren't vampires?”

“It's a steak gun, Symco. It'll kill anyone.” Said Pledgestone. “Aim well and strike true. Try to be humane about it. Dismissed.” Pledgestone walked out of the room leaving Symco and Hodge alone.

“You ready?” Hodge asked.

“I think so...” Said Symco unsure of herself. “I've never actually been in the field before.”

“Have you been able to tap into your psychic powers in my body?” He asked.

“Somewhat... it's sporadic and seemingly random though...”

“we'll be fine” He said. They stood up and walked out of the room, each in separate directions to get ready for the mission in their own quarters. Once they were all prepped and equipped they headed to the helipad; though each left separately they happened to arrive together. The helicopter was already running, but Hodge stopped Symco.

“WHATEVER HAPPENS” he yelled, “I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT YOU'RE A GOOD AGENT, AND I TRUST YOU COMPLETELY!” Symco stopped dead in her tracks. Hodge had never been that nice to her. In fact, that may well have been the first nice thing she'd ever heard him say. The moment was ruined when he lit up a cigarette and chomped on some beef jerky. “LETSH GO!” He shouted and they boarded the copter.

Next episode: Just like effing ninjas, man!