09:50:02, after a few minutes of waiting, two helicopters fly by and Hesh thinks it is the friendly recon team sent by Merrick. But as Logan looks up, he does not see MH-X Silent Hawks landing for an American rescue team but NHIndustries NH90s dropping off two squads of Federation Special Operations Phantoms and two POIs (Person of Interest).
Logan: Oh, no. That's not ours! Phantoms! Take cover, Hesh!
grenade launcher fire*
electricity crackling*
Logan: *screaming in pain*
Logan tries to equip his P226 and Push Knife but he immediately gets electrocuted by a 40mm Shock Grenade from a Milkor Mk 1S MGL wielded by Mother Wolf herself. Coincidently, the dead bodies of Admiral Leonor and Rorke happen to wash up on the beach upon the Latin American Federation's arrival.
Gen. Almagro: No! Leonor! No, hermana. *breath trembling*
Mother Wolf: I am sorry, Aurelio. But Leonor is gone.
Gen. Almagro: *angry snarl*
Gen. Almagro grabs Hesh by the neck*
Gen. Almagro: This is NOT THE END of our WAR, GHOST! We will RETALIATE, and we will make SURE all of you will NEVER EVER COME BACK to make the world a worse place again!
Gen. Almagro punt kicks Hesh in the face*
Gen. Almagro: Get your Prime Princessa airborne, but leave Rorke here. He had his chance, and now he can never come home again.
Mother Wolf steps her right foot on Logan's chest*
Mother Wolf: Rorke never really lived up to our expectations. But seeing all this and remembering what he has told us about you, I say you outperformed our analytics.
Logan: I take it you watched Hobbs and Shaw. But there's just one problem, I don't know you. Am I supposed to know who you are, Russo-American War time warp bitch?
Mother Wolf: Hmm, cute. Do not worry, you will get to know me very well, sooner than you think. But before that, we have to get you squared away first. Good luck.
grenade launcher fire*
electricity crackling*
Logan: *screaming in pain*
Hesh: *screaming in pain*
With Admiral Leonor's remains secure, the Phantoms move to drag and kidnap Logan. And Hesh is powerless to stop them because Mother Wolf electrocuted him as well before ascending back to her chopper.
All he can do is watch in despair.
Hesh: Logan.
Logan: *tries to hold onto something*
Hesh: Logan!
Logan: *reaches out*
Hesh: LOGAN!
August 5th, 2044 - 05:55:04, Latin American Federation Black Site POW Camp, Amazon Rainforest, Brazil, despite being locked up in a feces-filled cell feeding off of personally killed snakes for almost a month, Logan finishes telling his story to Mother Wolf. Since the Inner Circle General has told him about her story since day one of his imprisonment.
Logan: I know your story, now you know mine. It's the least I can do.
Mother Wolf: Classic boring Western backstory.
Logan: Spare me your monotonous interrogation and brainwashing methods, General Makarov. You'll be working a stripper pole in the Ghosts' favorite gentlemen's club well before you can turn me into another Rorke. Face it. Time is short right now, especially with an American invasion force just next door.
Mother Wolf: So what, am I supposed to feel bad for you?
Logan: No, I only need you to hear me out. Don't you just hate gratuitous complexity? So let me be very simple. All the MK-Ultra-esque procedures will be completely pointless on me because I want to help. Like right now. Why else do you think I told you my life story with way too much detail for any pseudonym to hide?
Mother Wolf: Hmm, *looks at watch* you have five minutes. Go on.
Logan: Orders are orders, ma'am. So I shall.
Created by Major Nomad
