Sanfransisco, California
Derek POV
You woke up the next morning and went to the bathroom to take a shower. You got out, dried off, and got dressed into your uniform. You walked out of the bathroom and went over to the coffee pot and made a cup of coffee.
Mickey: You're ready a bit early.
Derek: Can never be unready for anything that happens.
Mickey: You're right about that. You ready for another eventful day?
Derek: You already know. So where're we meeting them again?
Mickey: Same spot as last time.
Derek: Alright.
You finished the cup of coffee and put the mug in the sink. You grabbed your balaclava and hat and sunglasses and put them on. You grabbed you glock and holstered it on your thigh. You looked over at Mickey and gave him a slight nod which he returned and you both exited the hotel and started to head towards the stadium. When you arrived the group was there again.
Badger: And our bodyguards have arrived.
Derek: Yea well, safe to say no one will be messing with ya.
Badger: Ja.
Derek: You know German?
Badger: Yea, wusste es für eine Weile (known it for awhile)
Grouse: He took a course on that language because he liked a girl who took it.
Derek: Well then. dann sind wir schon zu zweit (that makes two of us)
Badger: You took it because of a girl?
Derek: Nah, I just studied the language since it fascinated me. Plus it's always better to scream German vocabulary at people without them understanding.
Mickey: Training days werent so fun sometimes.
Derek: Oh come on you know you enjoyed being called a schmutzige Hure Tasche. (Dirty Whore Bag)
Mickey: No, and I'm still mad that I dont know what that means.
Badger: He called you a dirty whore bag.
Derek: And now I'll have to think of a new term to call you.
Mickey: Yea well I've got a translator now.
Derek: Die Freundin wird gerade von einem anderen Mann verfolgt. ( Your Girlfriend is getting dogged by another man right now)
Mickey: Hey uh, wanna translate that?
Badger: You dont even wanna know.
Mickey: Shit.
Your radio started to turn on so you decided to figure out why.
Derek: This is Locust what's going on.
Harry: Theres been an attack downtown near you guys I need you guys to just hold them out until I can get a squad there.
Derek: Attack? Six we dont see anything out of the ordinary.
Mickey also joined in the call.
Mickey: Yea we havent even noticed anythi-
He was cut off by an explosion in the distance followed by screams of terror.
Derek: Take that back, we're going.
Harry: Be Careful.
Derek: Locust out.
Mickey: We going?
Derek: Yea, lets move. *turns to group* Get back to your hotel and stay there. We'll be back for you guys in a bit.
You and Mickey sprinted towards the explosion. When you arrived you saw a firefight going on between police and masks.
Derek: Mickey, I'll help draw their fire. Take the alleys and get behind them or next to them.
Mickey: Got it.
Mickey ran into an alley while you gop up to the barricade and unholstered your glock. You fire a few rounds taking out a mask. Before you started to see more drop from Mickey. You took out the rest of the masks before regrouping with Mickey.
Mickey: Well that was easy.
Derek: Dont get excited yet, got more coming from the South. Grab one of the L8s on the ground and fire back.
You ran over to a dead mask and grabbed an L85A2 from his dead body and grabbed a couple mags off him. The masks started to get out so you began to open fire into them. You and Mickey were beginning to get overwhelmed byt the large group of masks moving in on your location.
Derek: Mickey watch your left.
Mickey: *gets out of cover and fires a couple rounds* I am watching my left. They're mainly coming from the front.
Derek: Well we're in some deep shit.
Mickey: Why do you say that.
Derek: Because it's only us left.
He looked around the area and realized that either the cops retreated or were shot and killed.
Mickey: Well shit.
Hereford Base
Thatcher POV
You were in the bar near the lounge when you saw the T.V. was turned on with Dom and a few others watching it. It was at San Fransisco, odd cause you thought Derek and Mickey were there. You decided to ask.
Thatcher: hey Dom, arent Mickey and Derek there?
Bandit: Ja, they're on the news right now.
You looked over at the T.V. from a news helicopters perspective. You saw the groups of masks start to overwhelm the two recruits.
Thatcher: Holy shit.
Bandit: Yea, Harry relocated them for the specific reason to give buy him enough time to get a squad there.
Thatcher: Why dont they pull back. If they stay there for any longer they're gonna get themselves killed.
Bandit: The squad isnt that far out from the drop. They just have to hold out a bit longer.
San Fransisco, California
Derek POV
You continued to fire at the masks. Mickey peaked out and he went down just as fast as he went up.
Derek: Mickey!
Mickey: *winces in pain* prick got my shoulder.
Derek: Fuck, just stay down Mickey.
Mickey: Oh yea no I was planning on standing back up. Maybe they'll hit the bullseye next time.
Derek: Alright jackass I was trying to help.
Mickey: *chuckles* Gotta laugh through the pain.
Derek: If we somehow get out of this... drinks on me.
Mickey: I'll remember that.
You kept firing until your gun clicked empty. You felt around and realized your were all out of ammo for both the L8 and your glock.
Derek: Damnit. Mickey, you got any mags on you.
Mickey: I have two, but you gotta get them yourself.
Derek: Just stay there.
You sprinted towarda Mickey ignoring any gunfire coming your way and got the 2 mags from him. You out one in your L8 and started firing again.
Derek: Just how many of thse fuckers are there.
Mickey: a pretty good surprise attack I'll give them that.
You peaked out of cover but that was a mistake. You felt 3 forces hit your body and you were on the ground.
Mickey: *clutching shoulder* Derek.
Derek: Gah I'm good... I'm good.
Mickey got up and made his way over to you.
Mickey: Fuck why didnt he send Patch instead.
Derek: How bad.
Mickey: Shoulder, abdomen, and chest. You able to breathe fine?
Derek: Yea.
Mickey: Alright so it didnt puncture a lung.
Derek: Just fuckin help me up.
He grabbed your forearm and helped you back to your feet. You grunted and got back into cover.
Derek: I'm.. I'm on my last mag. What about you.
Mickey: I gave you the rest of my L8 ammo, all i have his a mag for my M9.
Derek: That wont be enough *fires a couple rounds till mag clicks empty* Now tell me Mickey... how crazy do you wanna get.
Mickey: What are you planning.
You just looked at him and slowly took out a knife.
Mickey: You'll be gunned down immediately.
Derek: Not if we wait till they get close.
You didnt really know what tou were thinking. You were just trying to focus on keeping your body awake so you could knkw that Mickey would be safe. You got out of cover and dug your knife into a mask. You took the knife out and tossed it at another. You grabbed his holstered pistol and shot two more masks. You went to shoot another but you felt a sharp pain in your leg. You got down on one knee and the mask came up and kicked you to the ground. Mickey was thrown down next to you.
Mask: You rainbow dogs messed with the wrong masks.
Mickey: Congratualations, it took 40 of you to take out 2 of us.
Mask: *drives mickeys face into his knee* talk back again and ill gladly put you down like the mutt you are.
Mickey: *looks over at you* Derek, come on bud stay with me here.
Mask: Oh you mean him? *loads pistol* Your base location, or his life. Choose wisely.
Derek: Don't... tell him... shit.
Mask: *Shoots you in the thigh*
Derek: Ah Fuck!
Mask: Choose another wrong answer and his blood will paint the streets. Now again... where is your bases location.
Mickey: Derek... I'm sorry.
Mask: *draws pistol near your head* Another wrong answer.
Before he could pull the trigger a helicopter flew over you and opened fire on the masks taking them out effortlessly. The helicopter landed and through your blurry vision you saw a woman with blonde hair running to you. She ran up to you and next thing you knew there was also another guy with a Medical patch on his arm.
Doc: Come on Derek stay with me here.
Mickey: Derek come on man.
Doc: Monika I need you to go patch up Mickey until I can get to him.
IQ: O-on it.
You watched as Monika left your field of view and you started to close your eyes. Doc gave you a little shake and this opened your eyes again.
Doc: Derek dont you dare let go.
He kept on applying pressure while bandaging up your bullet wounds.
Doc: Someone get me a damn stretcher.
You started to close your eyes again and everything just began to fade to black.
Doc: Derek? Derek come on stay with me. Derek!
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