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(Taichi's P.O.V)
A man knelt before two hooded, cloaked figures, one wearing a crow mask, his head lowered.
Two military vans drove through the streets.
The cloaked figures slowly walked around the man.
The military vans turned around a corner before stopping, having arrived at their location.
The man suddenly grabbed one of the cloaked figures arm, the despair evident in his eyes, moaning in pain and the darkness took over his eyes.
"Move! Move!" A soldier said as he and his men got off the military van, rifles in hand.
The cloaked figure yanked her arm away, before turning and leaving along with her companion, leaving the man there, convulsing as something grew in his body, taken him over. He fell the ground, his moans becoming yells as the something took control of him.
"Captain Duvall here. We've secured the underground route to the coordinates." Duvall said over the radio as two of his men closed the gates.
I drove through the Nigerian savanna in the jeep I had rented. I was wearing a green BSAA Far East Division short sleeved shirt, a beige, short sleeved jacket, blue jeans, green shoes, and sunglasses. I had worked out extensively, becoming more muscular, stronger, so I could beat him. Agumon sat by my side, looking out the window.
I should've seen it coming.
It didn't take long after the fall of the Umbrella Corporation for the for their bio-weapons to end up in the hands of terrorists.
A new era of bioterrorism descended upon vulnerable countries, shifting the balance of power throughout the region.
People in the destabilized areas soon feared another incident like Odaiba was inevitable.
As panic spread, governments of the world turned to the Global Pharmaceutical Consortium, which formed the anti-terrorism unit, BSAA.
Operatives of the BSAA were sent to infiltrate and neutralize bioterrorist hotspots, restoring safety and stability to various regions around the globe.
I drove into Port Harcourt. I finally sided the jeep, and Agumon and I got off. I went to the back seat to get the rest of my stuff when a voice greeted us from behind.
"Welcome to Africa."
Agumon and I turned to see a beautiful woman with dark skin, brown hair tied into a pony tail, wearing a BSAA violet tank top, green pants, and brown boots smiling at me. There was a tattoo in Swahili on her left arm. She also had an Elecmon with her.
"My name is Malika Hawa. This is Elecmon." The woman said.
"Yagami Taichi. And this is Agumon." I said as I shook Malika's hand and Agumon nodded.
"Your reputation proceeds you, Mr. Yagami, Agumon. It's an honor." Malika said.
"Just Taichi, thanks." I said. "So will you accompany us to the destination?"
"Yes. Tensions are running high ever since the change in government." Elecmon explained.
"I'll bet. Intel says it's a haven for terrorists now." Agumon said.
"An they're not going to be happy to see first worlders." Elecmon said. "BSAA or not. That's why we're your partners; help put them at ease."
"We're sure you'll do just fine." Agumon and I said with a smile as Malika and Elecmon started walking towards the destination. "…partner…"
The word brought back many memories, all of which now seemed painful.
(Flashback)
Rest in Peace
BSAA
Takenouchi Sora
1988-2017
Rest in Peace
BSAA
Piyomon
1999-2017
(End of flashback)
"You okay?"
Malika and Elecmon's voice snapped Agumon and I out of our thoughts as we began to follow them.
"Yeah, sorry…It's nothing. Let's go." Agumon and I said as we followed them.
Casualties continue to mount over the long years I've struggled.
More and more I find myself wondering if it's all worth fighting for. Maybe one day I'll find out.
A soldier suddenly stopped us. He began to search Malika. I was about to interfere when she shoved his hands away.
"No need to get all touchy." Malika said, showing the man her BSAA card. "Let's go."
There is one thing I do know…
The gates opened for us and we entered.
I have a job to do, and I'm going to see it through.
Well, there is the first chapter of the new fic. I hope you all liked it, and please review.