Tonight's mission was to go to the TCRI's abandoned headquarters and extract some of the chemicals used in the mutagen; Donnie and his crew had been developing the antidote for white some time, and they're close of finishing it.

"Now, are there any questions before we depart?" His right eye— a digital one, blinked twice. You were a general training some other soldiers; Donnie was able to scan the room and be aware of your presence, his beloved husband.