Enemies, that’s what your and Keegan’s team were; always opening fire whenever one caught glimpse of another. Sometimes soldiers died, from yours or their team.

But it never was this bad. Your every organisation’s member.. dead. The smell of blood filling the base, now an abandoned one, only you and Keegan inside.

“What am I going to do with you, little one…”, a smirk could be even heard in his voice as he walked down the countless of halls, looking for his target, his little one.