the final feather had been plucked. The ghosts had been captured. They had lost the war. You stood with all of your team mates, Rorke and a few of his second in commands ordering you around. Rorke wanted to embarrass you, to show the world how weak you all were. He kept Elias alive for this, the same with Ajax and Logan. Now you and your team mates stood holding prison like mug shot cards. News reporters were let into the base, you were being reported live onto national world wide news. Cameras flashing before your team mates eyes.

“and here it is. The hero’s who were supposed to save us, now finally caught by the South.” a news reporter said as Merrick and Elias stood side by side, holding their card and their faces being shown to the world. Rorke was here to make sure the world knew your faces. He had to let the whole world know who won.

you held your mug shot card, watching as news reports flashed and cameras clicked over your Captains faces. It would be your turn soon for this. The whole world would know your face.