Disclaimer: I don't own The Division
Hey guys! Sorry this took a long time. I've been playing too much Destiny, and I kinda hit a wall with this. This is a side chapter, with the many side missions bringing a lot more content.
On the topic of Destiny, I've been itching to write a story for it, but I want to hear your opinions on it. Of course, this and my other story will take point before it, but I really want to do it.
WARNING: This chapter has mention of attempted rape. Know that I absolutely hate the act, and anyone who does it should go to the Seventh Layer of Hell.
Anyways, here's the next chapter. Enjoy!
~TRB~
"Are you sure you're gonna hit it?"
"I'm sure Faye."
"Looks hard…"
"Are you kidding? It's a piece of cake!"
Ryan looked forward, and swung his arm. The entire room was silent, save for the heater. The ball moved towards the two pins, before…
"HE GOT IT!"
Screams and cheers flew around.
"How do you keep getting that damn 3-7 split?!"
Ryan laughed and shook his head.
"It's all about the spin, Faye."
The two had taken a break from patrols. With many JTF soldiers being all healed up, they weren't needed to constantly patrol like they did for the first few weeks.
With morale being at an all-time high, and with all of the facilities in the base up and running, it seemed like the tide was turning. Rioters were wary, and citizens weren't as scared as they used to be.
"As fun as this was, I think I'm gonna go on patrol. Want to tag along?"
Faye nodded.
"Go on ahead, I'll meet up with you."
He nodded, and got his things. He nearly stepped out of the base, when a JTF officer ran up to him.
"Hey Agent! I've got a missing person report."
He handed the report over to Ryan, and froze as soon as he saw the name.
Amanda Lau.
I thought she was at the refugee camp…
"She's one of the people unaccounted for after the attack at the refugee camp."
He looked up.
"Yeah, it was attacked while you were recovering. We can't find her anywhere."
His task set, he quickly ran to the camp, in search of the person he considered to be his sister.
~TRB~
ECHO nearby! Constructing data…Complete!
Ryan paced around the digital crime scene. He heard the strumming of a guitar.
Must be Amanda. And there she is.
He sat near where her ECHO was sitting, and a few seconds passed. He heard her say how she left something back at her apartment, and that if she didn't have it, Faye was gonna kill her.
Amanda, she could care less about that goddamn thing…
He quickly scanned his memory, trying to remember where her apartment was. It was nearby, and he quickly ran towards it.
"Hey! There's one by himself!"
I don't want to deal with you right now!
He shot out twice, leaving the looters dead instantly. He kept running.
That's gotta be a couple days old. She could be huddled up inside the apartment…
He arrived in front, and he noticed the pair of keys still in the lock.
She was here somewhat recently…
"Hey you, stop!"
He heard a voice come from an alleyway.
That's right behind the apartment!
He turned to his left, and ran down.
"Stop running, bitch!"
He looked, and saw a rioter climb through on of the windows.
That's her floor…
His rage went through the roof, and he looked towards the two rioters waiting under the fire escape. He tossed a flashbang towards them, covering his eye. He heard it go off, and his hearing escaped him. He uncovered his eyes and slowly lifted his pistol. He could faintly hear the two rioters yelling.
"FUCK, I CAN'T SEE!"
"I CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING!"
He fired twice, and he saw the two rioters drop, blood quickly pooling below their bodies.
He quickly climbed up the fire escape, and ran through the halls.
"Stay still, you bitch! This is the only kind of pleasure you're gonna get in this hell!"
He could hear Amanda screaming through the door, and his vision turned red. He kicked open the door.
"Shit, what the fuck?!"
He fired is pistol twice, hitting both of his legs. The rioter fell to the ground, writhing in pain. He turned to where Amanda was, only to get tackled in a hug. He could feel her tears stain his jacket, and he could feel her shake and sob.
"T-thank you! Thank you so much!"
She looked up, and her eyes widened.
"R-Ryan!?"
He smiled despite the situation that they were in.
"Yours truly."
The smile melted off his face. He turned to the rioter, who was slowly trying to crawl away.
"Amanda, go to the other room. Get the radio and get on frequency ninety four point five. That's Faye's personal frequency. Shut your ears, and listen to whatever Faye says."
She nodded, and quickly rushed out of the room. She grabbed her radio, and set the frequency.
"H-Hello?"
There was a few moments of silence, before a reply came through.
"Amanda?! Is that you?"
"Yeah, Faye. I-it's me. Listen, I'm in my apartment. I nearly had a run in with a couple of rioters."
"Are you alright?!"
A scream was heard, along with some shelves being knocked over.
"What the hell was that?!"
Amanda grimaced at the noise.
"Ryan. Some rioter tried to…you know. He burst in before he could do anything. He was so angry Faye. I've never seen him with the look on his face."
It was quiet, before Faye replied.
"Alright. I'm on my way. I'll be there in a few minutes."
Amanda shut her eyes, and put her hands over her ears. She heard three more gunshots, and it was quiet. It was quiet for a little while longer, before she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up and saw Ryan, a look a worry on his face. He had blood staining his jacket, and he had a few cuts on his hands.
"You alright?"
Amanda was shocked at the change. He went from a trained killer, to a worried friend, no brother, in a few seconds. She nodded, and caught him in a hug. He staggered back, before hugging her back. They heard footsteps come from the hallway, and saw Faye leading a JTF squad into the apartment.
"Amanda!"
Faye rushed towards the two, and Ryan stepped back. Faye and Amanda fell towards a nearby couch, and spent the next few minutes taking quietly to one another.
"Jesus, what the hell happened in here?!"
Ryan sighed, and went to the other room. When he entered, he saw a JTF officer holding her hand to her mouth. The sight was not a good one. The rioter laid in the middle of the room, with shelves broken throughout the room. Blood pooled underneath the body, and there was a bullet hole in each of his arms and legs. The final bullet was placed in the center of his head.
"He tried to do something to her. Something I wasn't gonna leave unpunished."
The officer turned to him.
Jameson, huh?
Jameson had a look on her face. It seemed like one of fear, before what he said sunk in. She gained a look of anger, before nodding.
"I understand."
He sighed, before he felt someone grab his arm and drag him out.
"Whoa, hey!"
He was thrown against the wall in the hall, grunting when he impacted against it.
"What the he-!"
His mouth was covered, and he realized who had dragged him out.
Faye…
She kissed him hard, pushing him against the wall. She pulled away.
"She told me what that bastard was gonna do."
She hugged him tightly.
"If you were even a few minutes late, I don't think she'd be the same person I knew."
He nodded, before looking up. Amanda stood in the doorway, with a smile on her face.
"Finally got your head outta your ass, eh?
He chuckled, before nodding.
"We're gonna be your escorts back to base. Wanna grab anything in there?"
Amanda thought quietly, before running back inside. She came back out with a guitar case.
"Just this. I have a feeling there isn't much music over there."
Faye grinned.
"That's gonna change."
~TRB~
"Lights are going out!"
Many of the refugees inside the base were headed off to sleep. Ryan and Faye sat quietly on the roof, looking out onto the silent streets. They had watch duty for the night. JTF patrols were switching out for night, and laughter could be heard inside.
I haven't heard that much laughter in a long time.
"You know, if I told you a year ago that you'd be drinking, the first thing you'd say is 'Well that's illegal.'"
He laughed, before taking another swig.
"Well, I mean it was. I don't think me drinking a little early matters now."
She cuddled up against him.
"It's gonna be a long night."
He wrapped his arm around her.
"Well, I have you to keep me entertained."
"And me."
They turned and saw Amanda appear from the stairwell. She held her guitar in one hand, and held a beer in another.
"Got any space for a third?"
Ryan smiled.
"Pull up a chair. We've got quite the watch ahead of us."
~TRB~
Aaaaaand we're done! Side missions like this will be shorter, so when I do another chapter like this, don't expect too much.
See ya!
-MrDerper