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Hello everybody. Just wanted to say thank you for all those reading. I really do appreciate. I'm glad that you guys are finding an interest in this. Not much to say this time around so I guess onto the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: TC's the Division belongs to Ubisoft and its respective developers. I only own some of the characters and some of the plot to this story. Any names that are similar or identical to that of someone in our reality is completely coincidental.
Now onto the story.
Camp Hudson, Manhattan, New York
Once Omega-7 was deployed, the rest of the members of the SHD took the moment of peace as an opportunity to gear up for the coming relocation to the James A. Farley Building, the post office building that the JTF had established their Base of Operations in. Colin had returned to the medical tent and upon entering was immediately scolded by both the medical officer that just patched him up and the Division agent inside. Ryan was coordinating with the JTF lieutenant left in charge of the camp and helping him get a better grip on the situation in and around the camp by giving him advice on how where to deploy JTF to maintain order. As for the rest of Alpha-9, they had assembled in one of the mess tents to get to know each other better.
"So where are you two from? I'm from Queens." Katrina asked.
"California." Sabina said, her Russian accent barely noticeable. Being born and raised in the US has lessened the accent she picked up from her parents.
"Washington." Ada said. "The state, not the capital" She had to clarify it so often that's its become a force of habit. The three fell into an almost uncomfortable silence as they tried to think of what to next. As they sat there, Ada remember seeing Sabina shifting her gaze to a certain squad leader multiple times during the meeting. Years in the CIA has taught her how to follow the gaze of people even when they're wearing sunglasses. "Hey Sabina, during the meeting, why did you keep looking at Courier?"
"Aww, does someone have a crush?" Katrina teased.
"What? God no. Screw him. He can get shot for all I care." Sabina huffed. Ada started laughing but stopped as she saw the two people who entered the mess tent.
"Way ahead of you, I already got shot." Colin said as he walked in while supporting Faye, who sent a jab into his side for making light of him getting shot. "You know if I drop you, you get more time safe behind a desk in the Base of Operations. Don't tempt me." He said as he helped her down onto a bench before going over to the table that had hot food on it and grabbing one for Faye and himself.
"Why do I put up with you? The doctor said I can move around fine with crutches." Faye said with a small chuckle. The other three agents decided the stay quiet, mostly out of curiosity of the two Agents they had no previous interaction with and watched Colin hand Faye her food and sit down.
"Because you enjoy having me around." Colin said jokingly. "Also, medical is having a hard time finding crutches." Due to the number of patients Camp Hudson got, both civilian and JTF, medical supplies, equipment, and available staff, were running dangerously low. Before anyone could reply to anything he said, Colin's ear piece beeped a few times before coming to life.
"Colin, it's Ryan. I need you in the command tent ASAP." Ryan's exhausted voice come over the radio with a heavy sigh.
"Copy that. I'm on my way." Colin said as the transmission was ended.
"Who was that?" Faye asked.
"Ryan and he didn't sound happy. Probably in some kind of trouble again. I'll be back as soon as I can." Colin said as he stood up and began to walk away before turning around. "Hey, if something comes up and I'm not back by the time Agent Lau is done or she's recalled to medical tent, can one of you take her back?" He asked the other three Agents in the tent to which the three gave him a thumbs up. "Thanks." He said as he left. A few seconds, Colin came back into the tent and grabbed his previously forgotten meal and quickly left once more. The three members of Alpha-9 looked at Faye as she chuckled and shook her head.
"Hey, Agent Lau, was it?" Katrina said drawing Faye's attention. "What's up with Agent Washington? He seemed so much more serious earlier during the meeting."
"Yeah, Colin's personality differs depending on who he's around. He's a lot colder and more serious when he's around people he doesn't know or when he's on a mission. He's nice once you get to know him but he's also much more sarcastic once you do so it's not all great." Faye said earning a laugh from the other three who got up to take a seat by Agent Lau.
"So how did you meet?" Ada asked. Faye took a moment to remember how she met the man when she finally remembered.
"It was at a party at this bar my sister dragged me to because she felt I wasn't social enough." Faye started.
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Flashback
Manhattan, New York, several years before the Dollar Flu hit
"Heather, do we have to be here?" Faye ask as they stood in front of a bar.
"Yes, now come on. You promised."
"Yeah, I promised to spent time with you." Faye said, emphasizing the you.
"And you will be, just with a couple of my friends around as well." Heather said with an innocent smile. "And who knows, maybe you'll meet someone nice." This caused Faye to groan. She was getting tired of her sister trying to play matchmaker. The two spent the next couple of minutes talking about other things as they waited for Heather's friends. When they finally arrived, the group went inside and joined the party.
Faye watched as her sister and her friends having fun from a seat by the bar. While she would have preferred to be home or working, she had to admit it was nice to get out and have a bit of fun even if she wasn't drinking as much as nearly everyone else was at the party. As she looked around the bar, she noticed another group of people having a bit of fun themselves. Their dancing and movements showed that they were clearly drunk and it caused her to laugh as she heard their slurred speech and the drunken movements.
"Ah, so you've noticed them." a voice said next to her. Turning, she saw the man who had spoken. He had his back to the crowd and had an almost empty glass of alcohol in his hand. "Those drunken idiots over there, the ones you were just looking at, are my friends." He said before finishing off his drink.
"So why aren't you over there joining them?"
"Because that," He pointed over his shoulder with his thumb and as if on cue, one of his friends tried to lean on the round table there but completely misjudged the distance and ended up leaning on the very edge of the table and fell over, bringing the table down with them and shattering the glasses on the table in the process. "was our driver."
"How did you know...?" The man looked the back at his friends. He sighed as he turned back to bar and signaled the bartender for another.
"Want anything?"
"No, I'm fine. Thank you." He just shrugged and took a sip from his freshly refilled drink and told the bartender that he would only wanted water after this. "What are you drinking?" Faye asked curiously.
"Lemonade mixed with whiskey. Not something I have often but then again I don't drink often." He once again shrugged and took another drink before turning his body to face Faye. "So what's with you? Why aren't you with your friends?"
"How do you know that I didn't come alone?"
"Because you're constantly watching that group over there, especially her." The man pointed at the group she had entered with and then at her sister. "Also I watched you walk in with them."
"Observant one, aren't you? And how long have you been watching me tonight?" She ask suspiciously.
"Have to be. If I'm not, I, or one of them, would have died by now." He said gesturing to his friends. Noticed her confused glance, he clarified. "Right, we just met. We're in the Army. The drunk idiots over there are my squad mates. We're currently on leave at the moment. And I haven't been watching too long. Just long enough to know that you're not very social and that you hold your liquor better than the Bones over there." He gestured to the man passed out on the floor. "He's fine." The man said although he didn't sound too sure of what he said. He looked over back at Faye and noticed her sister was walking over, stumbling slightly as she did so.
"Faye! There you are! I've been looking all over for you." Heather said, slurring her words slightly. Noticing the man next to her sister, Heather turned her attention to him. "Hello, what's your name?"
"Colin."
"I'm Heather and this is my sister Faye." Heather introduced herself and her sister. Looking back at her sister, she noticed that her and Faye were facing one another. "Oh, were you two talking? I'm sorry for interrupting. I'll let you get back to talking." She said before bending over to whisper a 'good luck' into Faye's ear. Faye knew the implication behind it and glared at her sister, who walked off with a smile and a wave.
"So she seemed nice." Colin said. "Drunk but nice."
"Yeah." Faye said. She wasn't sure how to continue the conversation. She had just been responding to what Colin had been saying. "So, your name is Colin."
"Yup. Colin Washington, at your service." Colin said with a smile and extending his hand out to shake. Faye stopped for a moment to think. He didn't seem that bad and maybe it was the alcohol in her system but she was starting to enjoy the conversation and company. Reaching out, she took his hand.
"Faye Lau." She replied with a smile of her own. The two continued to talk over a handful more drinks until another one of Colin's friends looked like they were about to pass out. With a sigh, Colin took that as a sign that he had to bring them home before anyone else lost consciousness.
"Guess I better get them home. Felix looks like he's about to join Bones on the floor." Colin said.
"How far are you guys going?"
"To a car around the corner then back to my place in Brooklyn. They're crashing at my place for now but we have the rest of the week on leave so hopefully they decide to head back home in a few days to visit family and friends and be out of my hair."
"Need any help getting them there?"
"Nah, I should be fine. Thanks though." Colin said as he walked over and he payed the bartender for everything, including the damages. Needless to say his wallet felt a lot lighter. As he turned to see the state of his team, he was presented with the sight of all of them passed out. "On second thought, I might need that help after all." Faye could only laugh at the sight of Colin's friends and Colin's expression. After the long process of shoving everyone in the back seat of the car, Colin and Faye stood outside of the vehicle.
"Thanks for that. It would have taken me so much longer if I was doing this on my own." Colin said with a smile.
"No problem." Faye said as they fell into silence for a few moments. "Hey, do you mind if I tag along? I don't feel like hanging around here any longer." Maybe it was the alcohol in her system but she felt like she could trust him.
"Yeah, sure." Colin said. "I'll wait here to keep an eye on them while you grab your stuff and tell your sister." Faye nodded and walked off while Colin leaned against the car and watched her leave. After collecting her things and finding her bar tab being paid off, she told her sister she was leaving, receiving a few teases in response and a goodbye hug. Walking back to the car, she noticed Colin still leaning on the side of the car and looking up. She would find out later on that he always enjoyed looking at the night sky, even if you couldn't see that much in New York. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Faye walking over. "Ready to go?"
"Yeah, let's get out of here." Colin opened the door for her and once she was in, he closed it behind her. Once he was in, he began driving everyone home.
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"And that's basically how we met." Faye finished telling them, leaving out the part of leave with him. "When he got back home, the other members of his team refused to get out so Colin ended leaving them there over night with the windows rolled down a bit and a blanket to cover them all." Faye laughed the memory of watching them drunkenly try to fight off Colin for interrupting their sleep.
"That's nice. He seems to be a nice enough person." Ada said. "So how long have you been together?"
"We've known each other for a couple of years before we just ended up losing touch with one another a little over three years ago." Faye answered, not understanding what Ada meant about the question.
"What happened?"
"I don't know really. From what I remember, he was usually off somewhere overseas and I was always too caught up in my work." Faye said. "We actually just ran into each other over in Brooklyn earlier. I'm just glad he wasn't on board to the bird that the Commander was on."
"Was he already in the city?"
"No, he had come over by boat. I wasn't as lucky. Agent Walker and I were right by it when it exploded. I took the worst of it." The rest took a moment of silence for the dead. After that, the four agents continued to speak on a much lighter topic.
While they continued to talk, Colin was in the command tent with Ryan. When he had arrived, Ryan was leaning over the center table and looking over a map of JTF patrol deployment. He looked tired and once he told Colin why, he could understand.
"You're joking?"
"Unfortunately, I'm not." Ryan said running a hand down his face. "JTF is a mess. The kid left in charge here can barely hold his own. Apparently the person they left in charge before him is KIA. Killed in an ambush by some Rioters a few days ago with the three other National Guardsmen. The poor kid they left in charge was only given the position because of his rank."
"Damn. So what does that have to do with me being here?"
"A few days ago, the Lieutenant send out a few patrols. Unfortunately, since the kid is greener than grass in the summer, he managed to lose track of them and they aren't responding to our hails."
"Let me guess, you want me to head out and find them." Colin guessed.
"Yeah. I know what I said earlier about not wanting us to head out on our own but you're the only one I know and trust enough to send out on their own to get the job done quick. My team and I need to prep to escort the next convoy to the base of operations, assuming your team can secure it in time."
"Hey, have a bit of faith. Alex and Mateo may be reckless but they get the job done. Erick and Henry are unknowns but if Erick was able to survive this long since he's a First Wave agent so I figured he can hold his own and Faye said Henry proved himself as a competent agent in Brooklyn." Colin said crossing his arms. Ryan raised an eye brow at him.
"You seem to have some a lot of history with Agent Lau."
"You can say that. I knew her from before the Dollar Flu."
"Alright well remember what they told us when we joined the SHD. Don't get attached."
"Yeah but I'm pretty sure it was more of a suggestion." Colin said with a smile as he took the rifle off his pack and checked the ammunition. Ryan just shrugged and dropped the subject. He couldn't blame him. With how things are, he could understand the want for some familiarity. "Anyways, send me the last known coordinates for those patrols and I'll head out as soon as I can." Ryan nodded and tapped his watch a few times.
"Alert: Receiving coordinates...Coordinates received. Waypoints marked." ISAC said.
"Got them. Don't worry, Ryan. I'll find those patrols for you."
"Thanks, Colin. Good luck out there." Ryan said with a nod before looking back over the maps and papers on the table. Once he left, Colin proceeded to quartermaster and restocked on ammo. Thankfully, the M4 he used was the most common weapon used by the JTF and there were freshly filled magazines waiting to be taken when he arrived. With all his ammo pouches filled, Colin walked over to the mess tent and as he got closer, he heard laughter. Peeking in, he saw Faye laughing and enjoying herself with the other members of Alpha-9. Not wanting to ruin the fun, Colin decided to silently leave and headed straight for the exit. As he was leaving, he nodded to the newly assigned JTF soldiers on guards at the decontamination checkpoint and continued toward the exit until he saw something that caught his eye. A gate that lead the destroyed refugee camp. Taking a look inside, he saw the place had been almost burned down. Figuring it must have happened on the last attack on the camp, he decided to have a quick look around. The one thing that caught his eye were the piles of bodies and the embers that were still barely lit. He was leave the area when ISAC came to life and said something that caught his attention.
"Active ECHO beacon nearby. Scanning...Scan complete. ECHO log ready to be activated."
"Guess I can spare a few more minutes." Colin said. "Activate ECHO log." With that, still holographic people appeared before his eyes with plenty of audio to go with it.
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Pennsylvania Plaza, Manhattan, New York
"We're coming up on the Base of Operations." Alex said. They already hear a firefight taking place. "Everyone ready?" Everyone nodded in the affirmative. "Alright, let's go. Supreme left!" The rest just looked at him in confusion as he took off running around the corner. They had just heard Agent Lau's voice over the comms telling the JTF dispatcher that they had friendly Division agents inbound and to check their fire.
"What the hell does supreme left mean?" Henry asked looking at the other two members of the team. Erick just ran after him without a word while Mateo simply shrugged and followed in suit. "Seriously, what the fuck does that mean?" Henry said to no one as he chased down the rest of the team. Sliding into cover, he could see a handful of Rioters outside firing at the JTF defenders. While the JTF had the tactical advantage, the Rioters had firepower and numbers on their side as they had a man with a RPK keeping their heads down while the rest advanced.
"Alert: Patching into local JTF radio channels." ISAC notified them.
"Unit 43? Be advised, you incoming Division agents as back up to your location." They heard the JTF dispatcher call in and warn the JTF squad on duty not to open fire on them.
"About damn time you got us some help! Get 'em over here right now!" one of the JTF soldier responded before orders start coming through for the men defending.
"Let's take them out." Alex said as he pop out of cover and fire a quick burst into a Rioter. The rounds struck the Rioter with a baseball in the leg, taking him out of the fight as he collapsed to clutch his leg and scream. The rest quickly took advantage of the confusion and opened fire on the Rioters, dropping four others before they had the sense to fire back.
"Keep their heads down!" The man with the RPK yelled at one of the Rioters, who nodded and kept firing at the suppressed JTF soldiers. The heavy gunner quickly turned to face them to unload the rest of his magazines toward the cover that the four Division Agents were taking cover behind. The stream of bullets quickly came to halt as the light machine gun quickly ran out of ammo. "Shit, I'm reloading." the gunner yelled to his men. The agents heard this and took the opportunity to a move.
"Scatter!" Alex yelled as they all took off for different cover. Henry found himself near Alex on the right side of the street while Mateo and Erick went left.
"Deploying Seeker." Henry announced as he dropped the automated orb. The mine beeped once before rushing toward the heavy as he was trying to load his weapon. The Seeker Mine went unnoticed as it closed the gap between itself and the crouched man. By the time, the Rioter noticed it, it was too late. The mine detonated, sending deadly shrapnel into the man, killing him almost instantly. With him gone, the JTF took this as an opportunity to strike back. Now pushed on the defensive and losing men, the Rioters were quickly realized that they had lost their advantage and began retreating. After sending a few more bursts their way, Omega-7 and the JTF officers guarding stopped shooting. Once they were clear, one of the JTF soldiers walked out of his cover and approached the agents.
"Thanks for the save. I swear these Rioters are getting bolder every day." The corporal held out his hand to shake. "Corporal Biggs, National Guard."
"Agent Recker, Strategic Homeland Division. We were sent ahead of a convoy that's en route to help you secure it the base. What's the situation here?"
"Not good, sir. We're down three guys and that's the third wave of Rioters today. First and second wave, we beat off easily but they're starting to break out the big guns." Just as he finished saying that, a bullet struck the corporal in the neck, spraying blood onto Alex. The war cry and discharging of firearms quickly followed as a new wave of Rioter came down the street.
"Shit! Fourth wave incoming. Scorch, cover me. Guardian, Reaper, you two keep their heads down." Alex ordered as he tried to keep the corporal from bleeding out as Mateo gave covering fire. Henry and Erick both nodded and ran join the JTF on the stairs to get to a better elevated position. Once there, Erick dropped his bag and set up his M249B light machine gun on its bipod and started putting 5.56 rounds down range to suppress the advancing Rioter.
"Guardian, I need you to do something." Erick said.
"What's up?" Henry asked as he dropped behind the sandbags to reload.
"I need you to go into my bag and grab me ammo. I'm almost out." Henry grabbed his bag and started going through it, almost immediately finding the ammo belt.
"Got it." Grabbing the ammo belt, he place the ammo on his neck for easy access. Erick didn't respond and kept firing. A few Rioters were unlucky enough to get caught in the stream of fire while trying to move to better cover and were mowed down.
Meanwhile, Alex and Mateo had moved the dying corporal to the side and Alex was doing his best to save the man's life but with his lack in medical training, it wasn't looking good. Mateo popped out of cover and let loose another burst, killing another Rioter before driven back to cover by a hail of bullets.
"Dammit! Mateo, keep pressure on this wound." Alex ordered. Once Mateo had applied pressure, Alex reached into his bag and grabbed his turret. Grabbing it by the handle, Alex tossed the turret on top of an abandoned NYPD squad car and immediately went back to trying to help the JTF soldier. "Don't you die on me. You're gonna be okay." Alex said looking the man in the eyes as he applied dressing on the wound. Biggs's eye showed fear and he was coughing out a lot of blood until suddenly, he stopped. "No, no, no, no." Alex said as he tried feeling for the man's pulse. "Goddammit!" Alex cursed as he grabbed his rifle and began to return fire. The exchange went on for a few more minutes as the Rioters realized just how badly outmatched they were.
Even if they had the numerical and firepower advantage, most lacked any kind of training with a firearm and even less had any kind of experience or training on what to do in a combat scenario. After watching several of their comrades get killed by the JTF and now by these agents, most were quickly getting disheartened. All of them were doing this for than just survival and as they are learning now, their life expectancy was getting shorter the longer they stayed in the fight. A lot of them had families they wanted to get back to or didn't think the JTF would fight back like this. They thought could intimidate the JTF into giving them their food by waving around some guns, maybe fire off a shot or two in air to show they meant business. Now where they were in the biggest fight of their lives and they weren't ready to die. Faced with this situation, many of them made what they felt was the best choice. They ran.
With a good number of the Rioters fleeing, the combined JTF and Division force was a able to push their advantage.
"Don't shoot the ones running." Alex ordered everyone over the radio. Getting a number of affirmatives, they all turned their attention to those that stayed to fight.
"Alert: Incoming transmission from Cobra." ISAC notified Alex.
"Recker, the convoy is getting prepped but we're still getting reports of shooting. Is the base secure?" Ryan asked.
"Just cleaning up now, sir." Alex replied as he blind-fired his assault rifle until it clicked, signalling it was out of ammo. Swapping to his MP7, he popped out his cover and dropped the Daredevil that was trying to toss a tear gas grenade. The grenade went off by his corpse, blanketing the other Rioters around him in the gas followed by fragmentation grenade going off as well, killing all of them that were staggering in the cloud of gas.
"That doesn't sound like you 'just cleaning up', agent." Faye's voice came over the radio next.
"The base will be secure before you can here. Show a little faith." Alex said. Behind him, he heard Henry yell out a warning as he tossed out a Seeker Mine, soon followed by the mine exploding and someone's scream. The next thing he heard was his turret clicking as it ran out of ammo before it took a handful of rounds from the Rioters, destroying the sentry. "Sentry's down. Let's wrap this up people." Alex shouted. Erick stood up and pulled out a small launcher and fired as small canister that stuck itself onto Rioter's chest. The man started freaking out as it started beeping, yelling at his friends around him to pull it off when the device went off kill him and those around him in a large explosion. With only two remaining, they tried to make a break for it to regroup with their gang but were quickly tore up by 5.56 rounds from Erick's light machine gun. After that, the area around the Base of Operations fell into an eerie silence as the last of the gunfire echoed through the streets of New York until the moans and groans of the dying began started to be heard over the ringing in their ears.
"Clear." Erick said.
"We're clear over here too." Mateo said as he stood up from his cover and dropped the empty magazine from his rifle and slammed home a fresh one.
"Dispatch, the situation outside is now under control." One of the JTF soldiers said. "My official report? The Division saved our sorry asses."
"Thanks for the report, Bravo Squad. Uh, stay alert out there and keep it frosty. I'm glad you made it." Dispatch responded.
"Now let's go rebuild our base." Faye said. "Go on in and have a look around. We've finally got some transportation so we're inbound. Let's do this."
"You heard her, agents. Regroup on me." Alex said. "Scorch, Reaper, you're with me. We're staying out here and helping the JTF secure the area and help them clear the area of bodies for the convoy. Guardian, head on in and check the place out." Henry nodded and jogged over to to the entrance of the Base of Operations. Walking though the flaps, Henry was walked through the tent until he ISAC came to life as he was about to enter the UV lights.
"Air ventilation and purification system online. Contamination levels lowered." ISAC reported. Once through, Henry entered the actual building. As he did so, Faye's voice came over his comms.
"Agents, we need our base up and running and we need to show the people of New York they're getting their city back. Our base of operations has potential, but right now it's a piece of shit and we've got no one to staff it. To get this place where it needs to be, we need people who know what they're doing." Faye said on an open channel with every other agent. "Like doctors. There's a virologist running a field hospital over at Madison Square Garden, but the whole area's gone to shit. With her, we can get our medical facilities online. Without her..." Faye trailed off, not needing to say what happened if they didn't get the doctor and her staff. "The JTF commander, Benitez, is out in the field and he's gone offline. Bring him back. We need him to set up a functional security wing. And, it'll do a hell of a lot for morale. We've also got to restore basic services. We need power and the intel the grid can give us. They had a guy working on that but it sounds like he ran into trouble patching us in. Without him, it's lights out." Faye gave everyone the run down of the situation of the base through the comms. "ISAC can map itself to each of the wings in the base and sync their progress so we can have a bigger picture of what's happening here. And the more stable this base is, the better shape the city will be in." With that the communication line between all of them went silent. His comms beeped one more time as Ryan got into contact with him.
"Guardian, Recker told you were already inside so I need you to do something for me. Head over to each of the wings and boot up the terminals there. Those terminals allow ISAC to connect to each wing individually so we need them online if we want to fast track getting this base operational again. Head over to whichever one you want to first and I'll walk you through it. Copy?"
"Copy. I'm heading over to medical first." Henry said heading toward the medical wing. Once there, he quickly located the terminal, which evidently was a laptop in the middle of the room, and booted it up. Following Ryan's instructions, Henry was quickly able to get the terminal online and once he did, the area around him came to life through his contact lenses as images appeared around him and mark areas in the medical wing for him and gave him a progress circle of the medical wing. Heading over to the security wing, Henry redid everything he did in the medical wing and got the security wing online with the same thing happening in the security wing once its terminal was online. Doing the same thing once he got upstairs to the tech wing and getting the same results to let him know it was working, Henry walked downstairs to see Faye being supported by into the building by a JTF medic with Alpha-9 behind her.
"Where's Agent Washington?" Henry asked, surprised that he wasn't already with Faye.
"I don't know. The acting commander said he gave Colin a mission to track down some missing JTF patrols but we haven't heard from him since he picked up trail of one of the missing patrols." Faye said with a sigh before pushing the JTF medic away. "Listen, I got bad news - Colin was right. I'm not going to be able to get out there, not with my goddamn leg like this. I'll do what I can from here, but it's not the same. You have no idea how much I wanted to be in the field. I trained for a scenario like this for years. But it's worse than anything we could have imagined." Faye said as Alpha-9 walked past the two agents. "You know how they won't let you get too close to anyone? So it won't mess you up when you're finally activated? Well, I did that and it didn't fucking work. I'm attached. These are my people. This is my city, and we're taking it back." Before she could continue, she grunted in pain and the JTF officer quick reentered the picture.
"Look you need to..." he said before being cut off by Faye.
"Yeah, okay...okay. " She said slightly annoyed as she slung her arm over the medic's shoulders and she turned back to Henry. "They're counting on us. Let's not let them down." With that, the medic began moving Faye to the where she would be work. Turning back toward the entrance, Henry watched the rest of Omega-7 and the Unit 43 enter.
"Hey, good job getting everything set up." Alex said as walked in. "You can take your gear off. Agent Horton said he'll contact us for briefing once we're ready for our next mission." Mateo and Erick both walked passed them, hoping to get something to eat before the next mission.
"Any idea when that might be?" Henry asked, a little anxious with the adrenaline still filtering out of his system.
"I don't know. Most likely when Agent Washington gets back, but be ready for anything. I heard that Agent Horton might be mixing up the two teams to use our strengths for whatever the next missions might be."
"Thanks for the heads up." With that, Alex walked off to go find a change of clothes that wasn't covered in blood. Henry, on the other hand decide that this would be a good time to go over his equipment and relax for a bit.
A/N
And that's a wrap. Thank you so much for waiting this long. It has been awhile since I updated this story and I do apologize for that. This chapter was a bit trickier to write than others since I haven't played the beginning of the game in a very long time. In fact, I had to use a youtube walkthrough to get the dialogue for the securing the Base of Operations. But I will admit, it was interesting to write with my own twist on it. Things should get progressively easier to write since they're replayable missions in game and I get to start adding my own parts.
Now I have to address the whole "Supreme Left" thing. While playing the game, my friend, the one Alex is based on is, was put in charge of the leading us and he started calling himself the 'Supreme Leader' and every time he did something, such as turn a corner or roll, he shout "Supreme left" or "Supreme roll." The rest of us had no idea what he was talking about but we rolled with it. Needless to say he is no longer allowed to take point.
So what did you guys think about this chapter? Like it? Hate it? Somewhere in between? Leave me a comment/review or shoot me a PM if that's more you're style. I can't wait to hear from you.
Anyways, that's it for this chapter. Thanks again for reading this chapter and being patient. Have a great day.