The office is fairly small with a large desk, a bookshelf, a computer, and a desk fan it's pretty barebones. But there is a door directly behind the desk. "Welcome to my office you foundation vadias." NOMAD rushes in with his glock also drawn and subdues Chavez. "You are going to die today just letting you know." NOMAD whispers in his ear. Chavez sighs, "You aren't going to get anything by killing me I hope you know that. They are just gonna replace me with some other cara." NOMAD slams Chavez's head down on the desk making sure to keep him conscious. Chavez notices HANAMI walking over to the door behind the desk, "I wouldn't do that senhora. You might see something you don't want to." NOMAD bends his arm backwards making Chavez wince and groan. HANAMI opens the door.
HANAMI sees a little girl with semi-short platinum blonde hair, icy blue eyes, and a pale complexion. She's completely naked and bound by rusted chained to a wall with rusted cuffs. HANAMI rushes in and breaks the chains on the wall freeing the little girl. She reaches into her pack and pulls out a spare sweater she keeps in there and drapes it around the little girl. HANAMI is wondering what is going on here, "What the..." Then she realizes. She turns around and stomps over to Chavez. She pushes NOMAD off of him and throws him against a wall. "You are a sick human being. Keeping a little girl who looks no older than twelve... what the FUCK is wrong with you?" HANAMI pulls out her glock and aims it at Chavez. He is grinning, showing his yellowed teeth.
As HANAMI is about to pull the trigger the little girl runs out in front of her. She speaks in a small voice, "Don't kill him! Please. Don't kill him." HANAMI motions for YOUNGIN. He understands and walks over to the little girl, picking her up and taking her away. As YOUNGIN picks her up she begins to scream and cry. Kicking and punching YOUNGIN in a desperate attempt to protect Chavez. "YOU CANT KILL HIM! PLEASE DON'T!" She wails. YOUNGIN takes her over to the entrance. NOMAD is standing directly in front of the door. HANAMI counts down, 3, 2, 1, she squeezes the trigger.
The shot rings out from outside of the room. Rico Chavez takes the bullet directly to his brain punching a hole the size of a quarter into his skull. You can see directly through it cleanly for a moment before the blood rushes to fill the hole. His body hits the ground as his face goes slack, except for his mouth. It stays as it was in a small grin, as if he has no regrets. This pisses off HANAMI as she unloads her glock into his dead body. It is now peppered with holes. But his smile still remains. The little girl is bawling her eyes out. Screaming and kicking and punching and pinching. NOMAD looks over at YOUNGIN, "C'mon we gotta split, we still need to meet up with BU-"
The door opens behind them and a pair of infantry come inside guns drawn. Immediately they notice their boss is dead and they waste no time is firing. NOMAD is still in pain making his reaction time slow. By the time he draws his weapon it's too late. Time seems to move slow as YOUNGIN drops the girl drawing his glock, but HANAMI is out of bullets so all she can do is scream at the soldiers that have infiltrated their room. But it's too late. Both infantrymen pull their triggers aiming at NOMAD.
HANAMI is screaming, YOUNGIN is in shock as NOMADs lifeless body hits the ground. YOUNGIN was too late. By the time NOMAD has settled the infantry duo have been sprayed down by YOUNGIN. HANAMI throws her gun aside and vaults over the desk to care for NOMAD. She takes off his vest and rips open his body suit. The rounds have all pierced the vest and have punctured into NOMAD. A bullet to the heart, three to the stomach, and four to the intestines. HANAMI realizes he cannot be saved. Her eyes begin to water and her lips begin to quiver. YOUNGIN is staring at NOMADs body. His face is emotionless as if he is in a trance, but his eyes tell all there is to know. Something inside of him has broken. A piece of the puzzle that makes up YOUNGINs soul has gone missing. He snaps out of the trance and runs full speed over to NOMADs corpse. He kneels down and hangs his head. "Help me pick him up. We're gonna give him a proper death. We wont let him die where he lays."
A Beta-7 operative comes into the office, "Hey we need to get the hell outta here. They are deploying more troops. We have the vans waiting outside, lets go!" HANAMI doesn't move, but YOUNGIN stands up and walks out, completely ignoring the Beta-7, "We have an operative who's still out there. Either you leave us here or we go get him. HANAMI take the kid and wrap up NOMAD. I'll go get BULL." HANAMI nods slightly, still not taking her eyes off NOMADs corpse. With that YOUNGIN picks up loads HANAMIs AA-12 and sets out towards BULL.
BULL wakes up near a dumpster. He pulls off the tarp that has been hiding him all this time and gets up. He remembers punching the van full of infantry, but he has no clue what happened after that. He tries to push himself up with his left arm, but as soon as he put pressure on it a sharp pain flew up his arm. He winces and sets his arm back down. This time he uses his right arm to get up. He looks around the alleyway for the rest of his team. Did they leave me here? he thinks to himself. He looks around for a few more minutes until he realizes they aren't there. He walks outside of the alleyway into the street. BULL looks to the left and sees an absolute horrific scene. There are decapitated infantrymen, a guy without a jaw, and blood everywhere. "Did I do that?" He asks to himself. He tries to rack his memory but he can't recall it.
He hears footsteps coming from down the street. Someone is running at him, and fast. He unholsters his glock with his good arm and takes cover behind the alleyway. He is ready to kill the man until he recognizes him, "YOUNGIN is that you?" He yells down the street. YOUNGIN spots him and begins to start running at him. BULL drops his gun and jogs over to him. As he gets closer he sees that YOUNGIN is crying. YOUNGIN makes it to BULL and gives him a massive hug. "Hey... man uhh whats wrong?" BULL asks. YOUNGIN looks up at him, "They... got NOMAD." BULL is confused, "Okay? He's on his way back to the site so what?" YOUNGIN shakes his head and fatter tears begin to roll down his cheek, "I-I mean THEY got him... a-as in he's... y'know."
BULL is giving him a 1000 yard stare. At this point he doesn't know what to think. It doesn't seem real. Theres no way NOMAD would just leave them like that. No, it's impossible. BULL sees NOMAD as this godlike figure that would never leave or give up on the people he loves. NOMAD was the anchor of the team that everyone could depend and lean on when the going gets rough. It's unimaginable that NOMAD could die. Theres no way. But deep in his soul BULL knows, NOMAD is gone, and theres not a damn thing I can do about it.
His expression hardens, "Lets worry about that later. I'm assuming you all killed Chavez, and I'm also assuming the pickup is already there waiting for us." YOUNGIN nods. "Then lets get a move on, they wont wait for us all day." They set off towards the warehouse where the vans are waiting for them.
As they are running they hear the distinct whump whump whump of helicopters. YOUNGIN looks back and sees a squadron of four Blackhawks making their way towards the favela, "Shit! The Chaos Insurgency is sending backup. We need to get to the vans, and fast." BULL hearing this picks up the pace, but his arm feels like it's on fire. They make it to the warehouse just as the helicopters go past them flying above. They hop in the van that HANAMI is in. As soon as YOUNGIN hops the Beta-7 operative near the front pounds the back of the van signaling that they need to get out. They close the door and the van races off down the street of the favela.
In the van BULL looks over at HANAMI. She looks shook and it's clear to see that she is trying not to cry. "Where is he?" He asks her. She looks up at him, "In the other van," she sees that BULL is trying his hardest not to break down, this just makes her feel guilty, "LOOK IM SORRY! I COULDN'T HELP HIM! AT THAT POINT HE WAS ALREADY..." She hangs on the word. As she struggles to spit it out she cracks. BULL can hear her whimpering and finally she breaks down in tears. YOUNGIN who is sitting next to her puts his arms around her. "Listen, it's not your fault. Trust me we would never hold it against you. He wouldn't want us to be hung up about it. Y'know what he would say? 'Tough shit. Keep your head up and keep movin. Crying wont do you any good, and frankly it's just gonna get your ass shot.' He would want us to stay strong and continue doing the best that we possibly could." He smiles down at HANAMI. Her face is buried into his vest.
BULL looks over at the corner of the van and instantly his heart drops. He sees a pale little girl with platinum blonde hair and icy blue eyes. He immediately knows who it is. The memory instantly flashes back in his brain. The shot that took Alexander Hills life, his eyes full of fear and dread, and a little girl in tears coming out of the laboratory embracing the man. In her eyes he saw her longing to be shot as well to join the man who's life was slipping away in her arms. It was the daughter of Alexander Hill, the man who's life was taken by none other than BULL himself.
She catches him staring and he quickly jolts his head away from her. She obviously didn't take the hint and walks over to BULL. His heart is pounding in his chest, and the guilt is swelling all the way up to his mouth. She is directly in front of him, "Hello, I'm Sasha. Whats your name?" BULL wants to scream and cry and shout. The unfairness of this situation is world breaking. Little does this little girl know that she is standing directly in front of her fathers killer. He swallows hard and breaths out, "Hi, I'm BULL, nice to meet you."
Sasha says, "You remind my of my papa. You talk exactly like him." His heart drops and his mouth is quivering. "What uhh... what was your dad like?" She twirls around and sits on his leg, "He didn't talk that much, but when he did it was short and sweet. You sound like him too!" YOUNGIN looks over at him and his eyes widen. They have a silent conversation, Wait a second. IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS? BULL nods over at him confirming his suspicions. YOUNGIN is stunned, staring at Sasha. "You look sad. Whats wrong?" Sasha asks BULL.
BULL sighs, "I just lost someone really important to me. He was like family. I'm just remembering him right now." Sasha looks perplexed, "A week ago I lost my papa. I was sad for a little bit but I got better. But then that man found me and kept me in that place. He touched me a lot and hurt me. When you people came in to kill him though, I tried to stop him from dying. I don't like it when people die." BULL nods, he really hates this situation. "Well it was nice to meet you BULL, I hope I can see you soon!" She hops up from his leg and goes back to her seat at the front of the van.
The flight back was long and depressing. This time they weren't flying in a supergalaxy, rather they were traveling in an Embraer Lineage 1000E. They wrapped up NOMAD in a body bag and put him in the storage compartment. There wasn't much conversation during the flight, and everyone was on edge. Beta-7 and Pi-1 were going through the same things that Fireteam Sparrow was. They too have lost men on the field. But as everyone knew, the MTF was more expendable that Sparrow was. This was an everyday thing for them, and they knew how it felt. HANAMI finally stopped crying and was sound asleep with YOUNGIN in the cabin. Meanwhile BULL was out in the main area of the plane talking with MTF operatives. They were just mingling and swapping stories that they were allowed to swap. But the thought of NOMAD was still lingering in BULLs brain. He felt like he lost something that was instrumental to his life.
He gets up from talking to the operatives and walks over to the beverage tray. BULL isn't a huge drinker, but from time to time he would find himself in the req area enjoying himself. He poured himself some Jack Daniels and downs it. He isn't necessarily a lightweight but he has a limit. After about 6 shots his vision begins to spin and he caps the bottle. He walks/stumbles into the cabin to see YOUNGIN and HANAMI already sleeping in the bed. The way her arm is resting on his chest vaguely reminds him of Cyn. He walks over to the couch and deploys the pullout bed from the base of it. He already took off all his gear and put it into the storage compartment so he just flops down and falls asleep as soon as he hit the mattress.
The plane finally makes it back to Site Delta. It slows down and hits the runway coasting over to the hangar where they first took off from. The pilot says over the PA system, "We have arrived at Site Delta, please exit in an orderly fashion. Your luggage and other belongings are in the back of the plane." This wakes up Fireteam Sparrow. YOUNGIN and HANAMI wake up to each other. Her face gets hot but she doesn't freak out. YOUNGIN looks over at her calmly and casually, "Good morning." BULL sits up slowly on the other side of the room. He is clearly hungover and dazed. "Jesus christ why did I ever decide to drink yesterday?" He groans.
Due to the layout of the plane the MTF members have to cut through the cabin. As they are walking past they see HANAMI and YOUNGIN both laying down together, and BULL laying on the pull out mattress looking clearly hungover. Needless to say they are all embarrassed in the face of the MTF operatives. "Lets get up, I'm tired of waiting." BULL says rubbing his now throbbing head. He leaves the cabin as HANAMI and YOUNGIN are both trying to figure out the situation. "Did we uhh... y'know, last night?" He asks her. She rolls her eyes, "Obviously not genius. But if I did please don't try to stop me as I jump off a cliff." YOUNGIN laughs at her, "Nah I don't think we did. But I am curious as to why we are both sleeping in the same bed." She gets out of the bed and slips on her body suit that has been laying on the ground. She sees that YOUNGIN hasn't even taken off his body suit. HANAMI sighs with relief. But she's also disappointed for some reason, and she doesn't know why. She ignores those thoughts and heads to the back of the plane to receive her baggage.
BULL slings his pack over the back of his shoulder along with his weapons. He has a separate bag that he keeps his armor in. He looks up to the elevated holding area and sees NOMADs body. He gives him a small half-hearted salute and turns to exit the plane. He passes YOUNGIN and HANAMI on their way to pick up their bags. BULL stops YOUNGIN, "He's uh... up there by the way. Make sure to pay some respects k'ay?" YOUNGIN nods and continues his way to the back of the plane.