Dust woke up in the helicopter he could hear someone in his ear and his left shoulder burning,
"Dust, Dust! Talk to me Goddamit! " Thatcher shouted
"Yea, Yea I'm here." Dust Coughed, he continued to check the pilots "Pilot is KIA, shit, he was going to have a son as well." Dust said holding his shoulder
"There's nothing you can do, where's Monika and Emma?" Thatcher asked
"I don't know, maybe the white masks have been here already and kidnapped them." Dust said out loud "I'll check the city centre."
Dust Threw his drone and proceeded to check the city centre, all rooms were empty, deserted apart from one, all of the white masks were in a large nightclub area along with the Chemical weapons but then the whole room lit up with shouts and chants, Dust looked around to see what's happening, he looked towards the stage to see I.Q and Twitch half naked, they could do nothing but comply at this point,
Dust got off the drone and searched the pilot for something to send back to his family, he could only find a picture of the pilot and his girlfriend, their dogs tags and something that pissed him off, a wedding ring, Dust grabbed his M4 and ran towards the centre smashing through the main entrance and continuing the the room holding everything, during the run Thatcher was wondering what Dust was doing but when Dust got to the door he realised, Dust pulled out his M9's and filled with Rage, his blood boiling, he shoulder barged the door and going in guns blazing, he shot everything that had a gun, blood splattering everywhere, Twitch got to safety but one was holding I.Q as a meatshield, Dust breathed slowly focusing and with a pull of a trigger a bullet smashed the mask and blood and brain went everywhere and the body hit the floor with a thump, I.Q and Twitch ran over to Dust bear hugging him,
"Don't mean to ruin the moment but more arseholes are inbound" Thatcher interrupted
"You two get clothed, I'll plant the defuser and hold them off, got that?" they both nodded and ran backstage. While Dust planted the defuser,
"Andy, you do realise what happened, right?" Thatcher asked
"Yeah, I'll talk to them they are my closest friends after all." Dust replied
"Good, good I just don't want them to be out of action permanently, ya know?"
"I'm assuming this has happened before involving you?"
"Yeah, some old operative I worked with, uh, went through that, she suffered terrible PTSD and she never trusted a man again."
"Damn, it messed your chances with her didn't it?"
"Dust you magnificent bastard ." Thatcher chuckled, Dust half smiled at this comment
"Where are those masked fuck faces anyway?"
"Don't know, must've been a false alarm."
As the conversion finished the chemical weapons were disarmed and The 2 ladies were dressed
"Your chopper should be there." Thatcher said
The 3 heroes got in and sat in silence for 5 minutes until Dust broke it,
"So uh, wanna talk about what happened back there now would be good."
The two ladies sat there in silence, I.Q counting the bullets in her stock of ammo, Twitch on the other hand sat by the edge of the door looking at the active society below her,
Dust sighed, while thinking about things to do to cheer the ladies up, unfortunately not many things stuck out,
"I know it's hard but don't keep it in, it'll rip you apart from the inside." Dust dropped his head with a sigh "If you need anything, come talk with me."
"We've got a video transmission, patching it through." the pilot said, a TV screen slowly faced the 3 operatives,