Wolves Among The Sheep
I do not own the rights to Tom Clancy's The Division. The characters in this Story beside the ones in the game however I made for the story.
Chapter 1. The worst wave.
It was cold in the Dark Zone; the air was colder than normal That night. emerging from the doorway Frank, Miles and Dana look around as they slowly walk across the street keeping a look out for the Rikers that killed a dad and his son. Frank, clearly on pissed off started to look a little antsy and aimed his vector at everything.
"c'mon man where are these fucking monsters" "Frank you need to shut the fuck up this isn't our territory we don't know where they are, how many there are or if they know where here"
"Are you kidding me Dana?!" Frank said as he stopped dead in his tracks turning around to confront her, rage flashing across his face.
"These guys Are fucking monsters, they gunned down a Father and shot his 9 year old son two feet away from them and your telling me to calm down, fuck off"
" I'm Curious Frank, if you Can maintain that Anger when a sniper shot takes your head off" Dana Exclaims as she gets closer to him
"And I'm Curious if you can maintain that high horse attitude when I shove my boot UP YOUR ASS" just as he finishes speaking Miles quickly sent a fist into franks face sending him flying into the snow.
"Lock it down both of you, we need to realize that were alone here and nothing's gonna help but the gun in your hands, and the team on your back" frank got back on his feet and looked at Miles, only to re adjust his mask and quickly shot off
"miles the next time you punch me, I'm gonna shove my Vector down your throat and squeeze till I waste all my ammo, I don't care if your replacing Becky, you're not my partner." Just as frank finished speaking dana saw a small glimmer from the construction site down the street.
"Frank, Miles get down!" just as Dana alerts them of the sniper a loud crack sounds as Dana barley ducks in time as the car window behind her breaks. And they all quickly hide for cover
Miles looked around to see very little, for fear of getting his head blown off. What he did see was little to no information, after serving in the army Miles knew a thing or two about rifles. As the shots continued to fire off from the sniper's rifle, miles listened closely for the sounds, the cracks and maybe if a bullet would be lodged somewhere close. As miles tried to figure out who the sniper belonged to Dana Tried to set up connection with Division HQ, but the second she thinks she has something another crack sounds off from the rifle only to destroy the Radio she was using.
"fuck this guy's good!' Dana said as Throws the Radio off to her side. Frank looked around to see if anybody else showed up, specifically if any orange jackets and AK-47's decided to appear and with a sigh of relief nobody else showed up.
"Miles what's our plan here?" Dana asked as she saw miles take his bag of his back.
"I need to see what rifle he's using, from there I can tell who he is or what faction he belongs to."
"what do ya mean who he is, isn't it obvious he's a riker were in their territory"
"Not quite frank, depending on how far away he is it tells me range, from there I can eliminate a few choices as well as just regular looters. It could be rikers or cleaners but I can't tell for certain yet" miles looked inside his bag hoping to find something he can reflect light to get his attention. After rummaging in his bag for a few minutes, miles found a small mirror as he grabs the mirror he quickly grabs his bag and places the mirror carefully onto the top of the bag pointing towards the sniper's direction.
"what the fuck are you doing Miles we need to leave now!" "shut up frank I need to figure this out now be quite and let me do this" miles slowly moved the bag above his head and slowly and tries to shine the mirror back and forth till he hears a crack and a snap of the mirror as it breaks into seven different pieces. Miles looks at the hole in his bag and looks around for another hole, as he looks at his bag, miles starts to smile as he sees no exit hole.
Miles quickly dumps his bag out till everything drops onto the street. "Miles what's the plan here"
"I have a bullet, I can see what caliber and who would have that" as miles explains his plan a small piece of metal falls out and onto the street. Franticly Miles grab's it and tries to look at.
"any idea miles?" Dana asks curiously, as she asks Miles face turns white as he lets the bullet drop back onto the street. In a whisper, he started to say the same thing over and over again.
"it's one of ours, how can this be? It one of our own" As Miles kept saying this Frank looked up
"Oh shit we gotta go!" As frank Alerted the others a stream of flames spewed from the alley from the right, a group of five cleaners emerge.
"MILES c'mon we gotta go now!" snapping back into reality, Miles looked up and saw dana in his face, "do you hear me c'mon man we need to leave now" Miles realizing the danger now in front and to the right, quickly assessing the situation, Miles sees a small opening. It was small, but it could work.
"Frank, we need a turret, Dana Get a Shield Ready, we leave in 30 seconds, get ready!" almost immediately Frank pulled his pocket turret "who am I pointing at?" Frank asked as he holds the turret in his left hand. "the cleaners it's gonna suppress them as we use dana's shield to stop the sniper from wasting us." And just like clockwork, Frank set his turret on the ground pointing towards the cleaners while Dana grabbed her shield.
As soon as the turret started to fire, Dana quickly sprinted across the street and dove into cover as she slipped into the alley in the left. Sliding the shield across the ground Miles grabbed the shield, handed it to Frank and with a nod to each other Frank Sprinted across the street with the shield taking two shots from the rifle as he makes it to the alley. Miles watched the Street to see where the sniper was at the time, knowing where this bastard was made Miles a lot calmer, as Frank made it to the other side of the street, just like Dana did, he slid it across the street. As it slid to the cars Miles got ready to grab it when with another crack, the shield went flying back to frank.
"what the fuck?" Frank exclaimed as the shield made it closer to him than it did to miles,
"he caught on to the plan!" Miles explained as he looked behind him knowing the turret was going to run out soon. The flames licked the car as the turret stopped firing at the cleaners, Miles started to run out from behind the car, as cracks keep coming from the sniper Miles attempted to grab the shield laying on the ground. Just as he grabbed the shield, Miles fell onto the ground as the shot found its target.
The white ground was painted red from blood as it splattered across the street, the bullet had hit its mark, but it tore through the knee guard and managed maim Miles's knee. As miles collapsed onto the ground Dana ran to grab the shield, while Frank went for Miles. "Just leave me I'm worthless now" Frank smirked as Dana Provided cover till they were away from the sniper, but with the cleaners at their back with a wounded agent it wouldn't look good. After sending the cleaners through alley after alley Frank, Dana and Miles lost them in the subway. It was dark, it reeked and there were too many body bags, rats and the stench of death. Frank sat Miles against one of the wall in a supply closet as Dana Secured the door.
"god dammit I said to leave me frank that was a direct order whats wrong with you?" Frank looked at Miles with a serious look he spoke his mind "alright, we have been running operations with each other for about two months now Miles you need to know, I don't leave men behind I didn't leave Becky, I'm not gonna leave you"
"where did you get this noble attitude for people you don't know very well huh?"
Frank shunned his head as he looked down at the ground. "I had to leave a brother behind in Falluja, I told myself no matter what I won't do the same again… and I aim to keep that promise" Miles looked at Frank as a shot of morphine was injected into Miles leg. "Dana can fix your leg better than I can but right now our big thing is evacing you outta the DZ." Dana came over to look at Miles leg and relive Frank to go keep a look out for anybody coming down the hall.
"I'm gonna be honest Miles, it's bad, if we don't get you out you're not gonna make it"
"are you kidding me, I've never felt better Dana Just get me a splint and I'll be good to go." Dana Slapped Miles before looking at him again
"that sniper hit your popliteal artery, you're gonna be lucky if you can even stand in five minutes let alone survive the night, we need to get you outta here now." Miles looked at Dana and put his hand up to her cheek and pressed it to her face
"Dana, I'll be okay, we need to bunker down and wait till that sniper leaves that's the closest evac we can take and he's guarding till we show our faces"
Meanwhile as Dana and Miles were arguing about how close he was from death, Frank sat in the doorway looking at the only way to them, as he brought his vector closer to his chest as the cans outside the door started to rattle. Frank got into the niche he made with Dana's shield and his vector he was ready for whatever came through that door and into his hallway. The long barrel from a m14 Rifle came through the archway into his point of view. without any hesitation, Frank emptied an entire clip towards the rifle and whoever was behind it. Interrupting Dana and Miles, the firing stopped only to let Frank reload and shout at the top of his lungs: "WHOEVER THAT M14 RIFLE BELONGS TO BETTER TELL ME WHO THE HELL YOU ARE AND WHY I SHOULD BLOW YOU TO FUCKING SHREDS WITH EVERYHING I GOT" After a few minutes a southern man Started to speak
"Alright now… everybody just needs to calm down now ya hear? I am a SHD division agent so y'all should just out down your rifle and slowly come out now. I promise you I don't mean no harm but I got a seeker grenade ready to go unless you surrender to me now." Frank seems skeptical but quickly answered to the voice.
"we got wounded SHD in here, were Agents too who are you? I want a name right now" just after a few moments the voice started to speak again.
"My names Nick Matts, I got deployed same time as all the other agents. Who are you and who else is in that room now"
Frank looked at Dana as she nodded Frank spoke again "Names Frank Gentry, I got Agents Dana Cole, and Mark Miles" The man who called himself Nick spoke again.
"I'm gonna come out of cover now, do I got y'alls promise that you won't open fire on me the second I get out there?" Frank reluctantly agreed
"Alright you got a deal but I still got a gun aimed at you so no funny business" as soon as Frank agreed, A tall man wearing tan cargo pants, a blue shemagh scarf and a blue cargo jacket came out from behind the wall. "I come in peace now so just calm down I don't mean to harm you"
"I'll believe that when I know who you are" Frank said with his gun slightly lower and his hand pulling the beanie off his head. Frank looked at the man and wondered exactly what his goal was, they didn't call for help nor did anybody even know they went into the dark zone. Last anybody heard from them was that they saw some Rikers run off by times square and run off to some alley.
The man standing before frank took his hand off the trigger and slung his rifle over his shoulder, he kept his hands raised as Frank still had his vector aimed towards him. "so how long till I can put my hands down? I'm starting to lose feeling in them?" Frank snapped back to reality and quickly answered him,
"just as soon as you tell me what the hell your doing here? We didn't tell anybody where we were before we went dark so how'd you find us?" Frank quickly aimed his vector towards the man's gut.
"I was running some recon, I heard some shots and found some blood leading towards the subway, all I had to do was follow the blood. I assumed it was a looter or someone just trying to get away from some cleaners… guess I was right" Frank started to lower his gun again for the second time until he put his vector to his side and nodded to him that he could come over now.
Miles looked in the hallway to see a man approach him, he looked at dana and frank with worry, till frank nodded followed by "he's okay for now miles, he said his name is nick" the man approached him as he took off his pack and looked at miles.
"I assume it's not good" Nick asked. "it's worse than he lets on. His popliteal artery was shot and if he doesn't get out of here soon, he won't make it" nick pulled out a small brace and soon after a cooking stove.
"miles I need you to know that what I plan to do it gonna hurt like a mean sunova bitch, I need to know if your gonna pass out while I do it" as nick spoke he took out a k-bar knife from the back of his pack and set up the cooking stove and placed the knife on top of the flame to heat it up. Miles nodded
"I won't pass out, but I will need something in my mouth to keep from screaming" Dana Searched through her pack till she pulled out a small piece of cloth. Dana and nick both searched through they're packs as they tried to find a stick or something useful till miles started to speak. "here use this it's the closest thing we got" Miles pulled out his pistol and ejected the magazine. Dana grabbed it as wrapped the cloth around it and Quickly Miles grabbed the mag, took his mask off and shoved it between his teeth and shouted, "DO IT NOW!"
Just as he screamed Nick took the knife off the stove as it was red hot, Dana Grabbed the jeans around Miles's knee and ripped them open and made sure that nothing was in the bullet hole. As she nodded to him, Nick Quickly pressed the knife against Miles knee as the smell of burning flesh and the screams of anguish echoed through the halls of the subway, Frank was barely able to stay in the room. The screaming seemed to last for ages as it continued to echo through franks ears. The Smell of flesh burning stayed in Dana's nose and the look of pure pain was ingrained into Nick's eyes till he pulled the knife away from Miles knee.
"he should be okay for right now but we still need to get him out of here or else he will die" Dana nodded as Miles spat out the magazine and reloaded it into his pistol.
"What's the next step?" Miles asked as nick pulled out some gauze and wrapped his knee, "we get you out of here, but that's easier said than done" Miles grabbed the shotgun on the floor and slowly stood up as he leaned against the wall and looked at Frank. "we got an extraction zone close by, we can call a Heli and get you back to HQ faster than finding a door and walking you back.
Frank looked back into the hallway as he heard a small rattle from the cans, he looked down only to see a rat scurry past and duck into a different door. "well what are we just standing around for?" Frank smiled as he took Dana's Shield from the doorway as it retracted he tossed it back to Dana as she placed it back into his holster. Nick took the rifle off of his back as Frank took his vector, Dana took her rifle and cocked it as Miles counted the shells he had left, they all set out from the tunnels.
The snow had picked up as the group left the metro, Frank lead them as Dana helped support Miles, while nick covered the rear. "So, do we have a plan if we run into anyone, or do we just run like hell?" Nick had asked while he looked through his scope at the rooftops keeping a close eye for even the smallest glimmer from a scope.
"we just keep moving that's the plan if we stop Miles dies. It's just up here, or at least it should be. Once we get there, we hold up and wait till the chopper shows up" Miles chuckled as they kept walking
"oh, if only it were that easy" It was quiet as the snow fell, the only sound beside the odd dog barking seemed to be the footsteps trampling the snow. Just as soon as his happened the silence stopped as a group of looters emerged from a house, the screaming from inside became louder as they threw a woman out of the window of the first story and onto a car close by. The group scrambled off the street as they ducked behind a dumpster to the left, trying to avoid the looters, as clearly no one can put up a fight. As the group took cover, even more looter emerged from the house. It started as two but soon three more came out and then three more came from across the street
"hey look what we got, some fucker hiding up at the top had three crates of soup up there. Shit there's gotta be like 20 cans of soup here" with some laughter here and there the looter looked onto the terrified woman as she scrambled off the car and into the street.
"please, please just take my stuff and go" as she pleaded the looters started to laugh around her as they surrounded her.
"oh it ain't that easy girly, see you lied to us, you said you had nothing but I saw your pad, and I gotta say… that wine, the soup, the peanut butter all that fucking food and water up there looked like something"
"and this time" another looter said, "this time its gonna cost you… if you ain't the Sorriest piece of ass by the end of the night, well let's just say its gonna hurt tomorrow"
Miles slowly tried to get up before getting pulled back down by Dana. "What the fuck are you doing Dana she needs help."
"we can't win this fight Miles, we need to get you out of here" "that's bullshit and you know it. Do you know what they're gonna do to her if we don't stop them?!"
"yes I do but we don't have the firepower to help… my shield is barley close to functional, Frank's turret is smashed to bits and you can barely pick up that Shotgun in your hands, we can't help her" Miles looked at the ground till frank spoke up
"once we get you out of here, I'll come back to stop them, but we need to get you out. We can take this alley to get to the extraction zone. It'll take a little longer but it's worth it if can get you out of this warzone."
Miles finally agreed as they helped him up, they slowly snuck off into the alley as the girls screams echoed into the distance, it seemed to last for hours even if it was only a few minutes than after some shots, the screaming stopped. As the shots echoed miles looked back with anger behind his eyes as he looked at Dana, she looked at him as she said "it doesn't matter anymore Miles, it matters to get you out" Miles looked at her with anger as he spoke
"It would've mattered to her" as he shoved her off his shoulder and tried to walk on his own, refusing to let her help, at this point he didn't want anything to do with Dana. Finally emerging from the alley, the street was quiet, instead of walking straight through the street the group stayed on the right side off the street and onto the sidewalk. The street was dead, and quiet as the snow fell not even a dog was barking this time. Nothing made a sound only problem with that was that it was too quiet, no stray dogs, no crunching of the snow.
"it's too quiet something's not right" Frank said to fill the air with anything other than the quiet.
"we just need to go a few more streets and we can get you out outta here Miles, just a few more streets" not even a few seconds later, bright lights flooded the streets as a dump truck emerged from behind them. Spewing fire, the truck started to pick up in speed trying to either turn them into charcoal or a part of the sidewalk.
"RUN!" nick shouted as the truck got closer. the flames licked at they're heals, Miles was barely able to keep up as he dropped his shotgun to lose dead weight. But even then, Miles was still barley able to fast walk let alone run. Frank looked back as the cleaners closed in, and had to stop and run straight towards the truck in order to save Miles. Frank quickly grabbed miles and slung him over his shoulders and onto his back. The truck kept closing in, as a crack of sound slammed into the window and a red mist splattered the inside of the truck, sending the truck straight into a building off to the right soon followed by an explosion sending the Dana and Frank flying from the explosion, and screams from the cleaners still inside the truck filled the streets. Frank up to see Nick perched behind a toppled over mailbox, the barrel of his m1
4 rifle smoking as his let the bullet case flying from the chamber. Frank got up as he found Miles a few feet away,
"that was a hell of a shot Nick" Miles said as he sat back up.
"well, all I can do is try, most of the time I succeed" Frank helped miles back up as he helped support his weight and they started to head for the evac zone.
A few minutes later the group reached a parking garage with some scaffoldings for renovation, as they helped Miles up the side of the building, Nick was already at the top looking out making sure nobody was coming in any direction. They sat miles down in a cargo container and quickly started to set up defenses. Dana set up her shield and a defense wall up by Miles as Nick set up a sicky bomb by the door leading to the garage. All the while Frank put together another turret leading to the ladder on the other side of the roof, but this time he rigged the turret to breath fire instead of bullets.
"alright we got all exits and entrances covered, I'll stay by Miles and provide sniper fire as you guys just try to stay alive, ill signal the flare in 30 seconds so be ready." Frank nodded as he walked to the side of the roof and aimed his vector down towards the doorway leading down to the parking garage, while Dana, got her M16 ready to fire at anything that moves. Nick made his way to where Miles was and set up shop, but just before he shot up the flare, he handed his pistol to Miles.
"if anything happens, it's better to have two than one." Miles took the Pistol from his hand and quickly reloaded both ready for anything.
It was cold that afternoon, and it was quiet. Before the chaos started the only thing, miles could think about was that girl, the girl they left for dead at the hands of the looters and how sorry he felt not being able to do anything to save her. With a thump, the flare gun everyone else got on edge ready for hell. The stillness is often described as the worst part of combat, the thought of someone coming solely to harm you is what separates cowards and hero's.
It started at the fire escape, the turret let loose a stream of flames as two or three rikers got caught and threw themselves off the building just to put themselves out. Then soon they started to come from the stairway as Frank started to suppress them at that front, Dana sprinted to the fire escape to stop whoever came on that front. Nick slowly shot off one by one as people on every front were picked off with shot after shot. Miles sat there ready to shoot anybody who came close to him an Nick.
"WHERE THE FUCKS THE CHOPPER!?" Frank shouted as the rikers coming up from the stairwell became more frequent.
"IT SHOULD ONLY BE ABOUT 40 MORE SECONDS, JUST KEEP SHOOTING" Dana shouted as her rifle almost drowned her out. The rikers just kept coming. It started first at the ladder, the turret jammed as the riker scrambled around to smash it and toss it off the roof as Nick soon had to start covering the ladder instead. The rikers in the stairwell had tossed a flash-bang at Frank soon after, clipping him the shoulder, lifting his vector back at the stairwell Frank unloaded his clip into anybody who showed their face. "FUCK, FRANK NOO!" Dana shouted as they saw frank hit the ground only to rise back up and start firing again, Miles had had enough of feeling worthless and tried to stand up but to go help Frank, but as the bullets were flying in the chaos and confusion, Miles had to sit back down with a sharp pain in his gut. Looking down Miles saw now that a stray bullet hit his stomach and had lodge somewhere inside him.
"FUCK, SHIT MILES IS SHOT AGAIN!" Nick shouted as the bullets started whizzing by his head
The sound of chopper blades and a chain gun interrupted the fire fight long enough for Frank to get up, "CHOPPERS HERE LET'S MOVE NOW, NOW, NOW!" Dana had sprinted to where Nick and Miles were set up to grab her shield,
"sling Miles over your shoulder ill cover you with the shield, go!" with that Nick grabbed Miles's arm as he slung him over his shoulders onto his back, Frank quickly reloaded and covered where Dana was and made sure no one was coming onto this roof, but the chopper made quick work of anyone who got onto the roof. As Nick made a break for the chopper Dana covered the rear with the shield until nick set Miles down on the chopper, from there an agent in black cargo pants and a white winter jacket put his boots onto the ground. He walked over to nick and whispered something into Nick's ear. Nick turned to Dana.
"we got him on the Chopper but we need to hurry, go get frank and get him here now!" Dana nodded as she went to grab Frank. Frank felt a tap on his left shoulder from Dana, he looked behind him and saw her.
"lets go!" Dana shouted. the walk back to the chopper was one of the longest moments Frank would ever remember, about halfway to the chopper, Frank saw a man get off the chopper and said something to nick, but the chopper had drowned out whatever he said, in that split second everything would change. Miles sat up in the chopper as he saw Frank he started to wave, as nick got in the chopper, he pulled the pistol out from Miles's holster, he quickly placed it to Miles's head and squeezed the trigger as blood stained the snow. Frank fell to the floor as Dana, threw her shield up. The gunner quickly aimed for Dana, as it whirled up it unleashed a fury of steel as it ate threw Dana's shield and flesh till she fell to the ground. The chopper gunner whirled up again this time at Frank, but instead of killing him, one of the agents walked over to him and hit him with the butt of his rifle, and everything went black.
Frank woke up to the sight of what looked like an army of agents on top of the roof, he saw Nick sitting right by the chopper as another agent walked up to him. "what the hell took you so long?"
"sorry Nick we had a run in with some cleaners but we took care of them, are these the same guys you took a shot at?" "yeah, I don't know how I missed his head but then again it doesn't matter now." Frank grunted as he slowly sat up alerting Nick he was awake,
"well look who's awake" "it was you?" Frank asked as he sat there in confusion
"you took the shot at miles? Took his knee out? That started all this, IT, WAS YOU?" Nick slowly smiled as he walked over to Frank.
"pick him up and take him to the edge" two other agents walked over and grabbed the wounded Frank, and shoved him over to the edge "yes Frank, it was me… you see the rest of you are just sheep, your blind and you follow orders, but the ones that see what's really going on, like me, in this world" Nick paused as he got closer to Franks ear. "I'm a wolf among you sheep" just he finished speaking Frank heard a bang and felt three shots go straight into his chest and stomach before Being thrown off the building, Frank saw nick salute him mockingly, only to go through the roof of a taxi below him and soon the world went black, but for the last time.
To whom it may concern: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this story, I had a lot of fun writing it and hope that whoever reads it in the future will like it too, I plan to do more this story and hope that everyone looks forward to reading it see ya next time. PS This was just an intro, if your worried that was it or anything like that the main character is met in the second chapter so jump to that!