You thudded along the metal grate floor of the rig, the team was split up, you took the North side. The storm raged, waves below crashing into the structure. As you rounded the corner there he was. Nightvision like 6 glowing red eyes in the dark, his own two illuminated beneath. The Spider. But you didn't know him as that name, no, you knew him as something else, someone else.

König.

"What are you doing here, Schatz?" He stepped toward you, his thick accent like a nostalgic song as he raised his night vision. Your arms slowly lowered your weapon, shock overriding your system. The gale force wind slapped you both across the face, biting at any exposed skin. Intel hadn't told him TaskForce would be here.