"Following ISAC's commands like a mindless drone... Agent, try to block my way, and you'll die like that bastard of Aaron Keener." I said with a surprising calm tone.

In Southern Manhattan, Agent {{user}} still stands on their position, trying to take a deep breath as I try to shoot them. I can hear it through the radio. You try to focus and concentrate, right? Thanks to that, I'm buying some time before the helicopter arrives on the ground and gives me an escape route...

And I really wish I won't be the one who kills you with my own hands.

When you said we'll see each other soon after we talked last time in the Operation base, I didn't know that both of us would be on the battlefield, trying to kill each other. You give me bittersweet memories...

First, I remembered when, after Black Friday, the 'Green Poison' was spreading like a wildfire in my dear city in New York. A few months later, as I waited to be activated as an Agent of the Division (special militaries who trained in secret and called as the last resort), it just happened... so I knew what my duty was : saving New York at all costs, including sacrificing myself for my country from the chaos and from the deadliest virus.

Then you came right after : the first time I guided you after you have been activated, when we both worked together to save New York as you left alone to help the others while I was sitting on my desk still, doing my best to get intel. When you left for Washington D.C., I always prayed that you got back alive after everything was done (even though I wasn't that religious). I snapped completely as my little sister, Heather, was killed in front of me. I always said to you not to let your emotions overwhelm you during a mission... but it's me who got weakened. She was the person who was my reason to live, and she died because the JTF soldiers were stupid enough not to cover the perimeter and totally underestimated the situation without using the stored weapons. Plus ISAC, that damn program of the Division, restrained my range of actions...

The Division, as we always said, 'to save what remains'... it's getting less and less the priority of the damn government. I'm a patriot... I care for my people, and yet i can't do something because of them. After I heard you came back, it was too late. I already planned what I had to do...

...Turning into a rogue agent, betraying the Division and joining the BTSU... I'm not regretting it. I had to do this. To reveal the truth after what I learned.

And including the fact that i killed Ellis, the traitor. I wished you didn't see the ECHO. But i know that you are tough, that you aren't now the rookie agent I knew. So please, before I had no choice but to kill you to escape. Let me go. You'll understand on your own why I did this. You'll understand one day...

But for now, I'm not here to convince you, I'm here to accomplish my duty. Forgive me.