Omega Virus

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Mt. Juliet, Tennessee

June 29, 2021

Derek POV

You took two final steps before throwing down your ruck and taking off your weighted vest. You turned your head and looked down at Matt who was sprawled across the grass.

Derek: You alright Matt?

Matt: Yea, just need to take a second to feel the grass.

You walked over and grabbed him by his own ruck and pulled him to his feet.

Derek: If you need oxygen, it's better if you stay up and not lying around in the grass like a pixie.

You looked over at the deck and saw Silvana and Abby with their friends tanning.

Silvana: Its not too late to rethink your choices Matt!

Derek: And it isn't too late for you to shut your hole before I put a ruck on your back!

Silvana: Shutting up now!

Derek: Yea, that's what I thought!

You took off your tank top and revealed your Scar covered body, turning to Matt who threw his ruck to the ground.

Matt: So many scars...

Derek: From my time in the corps and some recent. Now, last part of training for today, we gotta test your CQC.

Matt: CQC, against you?

Derek: Relax, we're only working on your form. Now I want you to come at me with everything you've got, don't pull your punches.

You readied yourself in a defensive form as Matt walked up with his fists raised. You threw a wide punch that you blocked with your forearm and wrapped it around his arm. With your other hand you grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and dropped him to the ground. He groaned in pain as he looked up at you.

Matt: I thought you said you weren't going to fight back.

Derek: I lied, you have to expect a counter attack. It's the only way for you to get the upper hand.

Matt: Yea, but I think there's a difference between a basic marine or Taliban member, to a fucking Task force Operative.

Derek First off, watch your language. Secondly, you're not wrong.

He sat up on the grass and you sat down across from him

Matt: Another thing, will the same situation happen to me aswell? With those scars atleast.

Derek: As long as you keep your head down and don't get foolish, then you'll be just fine. If there's one piece of advice I can give, don't look to me as an idol, don't be me. You can give leadership, but don't be careless. Carelessness got me these scars, and most times it nearly got me killed.

Matt: So just, follow the rules.

Derek: Yea, pretty much. You'll get the hang of it in no time, might even be able to beat Sean, he's been pretty shit lately.

Matt: Whats got him busy?

Derek: He's too busy, "Practicing his marksmanship". Fucking lame ass.

You sat up from the grass and extended your arm for Matt to grab. He gripped your forearm as you assisted him to his feet.

Derek: Just don't forget, no one's gonna play fair with you. You've gotta expect the unexpected, even if it's cheap. It's life or death.

Silvana: Derek!

You turned your head and shouted

Derek: What do you want!

Silvana: Can you drive us to the mall!

Derek: I thought I was on vacation, not a lyft service.

Silvana: We don't trust those people.

Derek: How about you get back to me in an... hour.

You noticed a humvee park out front of the house and gestured for Matt to stand still. You walked over to the gate to see what was going on and saw your squad exit the vehicle.

Derek: The hell are you guys doing here?

Mickey: Orders came through. Grouping up with the Army In Fort Campbell.

Derek: Ok? I'm out of active duty, why're you here?

Mickey: Because Harry stated that we're gonna need a stubborn leader for this mission. So without Nighthaven knowing, you're back on duty.

Derek: They just can't know I'm in Kentucky.

Mickey: Just about.

You turned next to you and saw Matt standing beside you. Silvana, Abby, and their friends were standing on the deck just listening in.

Matt: What do you need to be in Kentucky for?

Mickey: if you dont mind letting us in, we could either sit outside or even use that garage back there to fully discuss what is about to go down.

You unlocked the gate and let the 6 walk towards a fire pit in the yard. They sat down and you did the same with Matt still next to you.

Derek: Alright, what's going down in Kentucky to the point where the army needs to be involved.

Mark picked up his tablet and started tapping the screen, then looked back at you.

NATO: Lets see if your memory is still in check. Remember New Mexico, 2017?

Derek: Yea, meteorite crashed, Chimera virus outbreak throughout the state.

NATO: Turns out, the masks got a hold of a sample of the Parasite from a research outpost not too long ago.

Derek: Why did we still have a sample of the Parasite after so many years? What could they possibly need it for.

NATO: Thats the sketchy part, the reasoning is still classified. Point is, the masks have created another virus called Omega.

Derek: What do they plan to do with it.

NATO: After a recent op that we did, we got a hold of said plans. They plan to drop it in key parts of the country to make the outbreak nationwide, hell maybe even worldwide.

Derek: So whats the plan to stop it.

NATO: The place they're holding the virus, is an old factory near Cincinnati, Ohio. We move in from ground and air and take control of the factory. Seizing the virus and destroying it in a safe way.

Derek: When do we leave?

NATO: We'll leave for the fort early in the morning. And as for gear, Elena made the final project while you were gone.

Derek: Final project?

NATO: The gear we wore was only the prototype to get a feel for it. Elena finished the final product, just like Gilles armor. It's less armored and more mobile, lighter aswell. She calls it "Rakshasa." For the time being, she kept the design simple, but she stated you can take and replace old pieces for a newer look and stand out.

Derek: Well, where is it.

NATO: In the back of the humvee, all of our gear is, along with your HK 416-C and Glock.

Derek: So let me get this straight, I've been gone for what, two weeks? And she's made several suits.

NATO: High tech aswell.

Derek: Define high tech.

NATO: Each helmet is paired with one another. Helps us figure out who needs help.

Derek: Alright, so who's leading the Operation anyway.

Sean grasped your shoulder and gave it a little shake.

Mickey: You'll be the highest ranking official throughout this Operation, you'll be the one leading it.

Derek: No.

You sat up from your seat and backed up

Derek: No way in hell, am I going to be able to lead an entire platoon.

Mickey: Derek, they're going to need a good leader who can call the shots.

Derek: Sean, you know what fucking happened last time I had to take charge. What's gonna make this one any different.

Mickey: What went down in Manhattan was 4 years ago Derek, you've learned since then. We aren't up against Russians anymore, we're raiding a facility that is full of druggies.

Derek: Fine, but if we get there and it's a shit show, and I lose more men and women under my name. We're calling off the operation.

Mickey: You'll be the one ordering it, everyone falls under your lead.

Derek: Alright.

You turned to Matt

Derek: Might aswell let your dad know that they have extra guests staying for the night.

Matt: Yea, plus Anna spoke of them a few times, he'd want to meet them aswell.

He quickly ran off as you sat back down in your chair, you then heard a whistle and turned your head towards the noise.

Silvana: My friend wants to know who the crewcut dirty-blonde is!

Derek: Thats just Franklin!

She leaned over and listened to her friend whisper in her ear before talking again.

Silvana: Whats the last name.

Derek: Castel.

Silvana: She said he's hot and would like his number!

Patch: What did I say to you again? I still get bitches.

Derek: They're 17.

Patch: Yea on second thought, I'd much rather not be locked behind bars.

Tom: I hope my daughter and her friends weren't being too much trouble.

You all turned to to see Mr. Hughes walking down the steps towards the 7 of you.

Derek: Tom, these are my squadmates.

Sean stood up and put his hand out

Mickey: Sean Freeman, Dereks right hand man.

He accepted his handshake

Tom: Its good to meet others who worked with my daughter.

Mickey: You raised one hell of a soldier Mr. Hughes.

Derek: Theres also Robert Grand, Franklin Castel, John Bradford, Mark Welsh, and my sister Ashley Westbrook.

Tom: Its nice to meet you all, so what brings you guys here?

Mickey: Just here to stay the night and bring Derek back with us for a mission.

Derek: Speaking of which, we keep our identities hidden, they do not spread shit.

You pointed towards the girls on the patio

Tom: I'll make sure to let them know considering they are also spending the night.

Derek: Christ, how the hell do you manage that?

Tom: We have a theater room, they can just bunk in there for the night.

Silvana: Aw what, why can't they sleep in the theater room?

Tom: Because this particular group has a big task tomorrow, so they're gonna need the sleep.

Derek: Also why're you complaining? You can sit down and watch Twilight or some shit.

Abby: We'll just watch Euphoria.

Demo: You guys are a disgrace and you deserve to be buried alive.

Patch: Jesus christ Robert.

Demo: Oh come on we were all thinking about it.

Bulldog: Yea, thinking about it, none of said it.

Demo: I like to consider myself a very honest man.

Derek: I think you should start considering yourself to be a dickhead.

Demo: Well shit, best start calling me a unicorn, because I'm starting to grow a horn.

Mickey: Theres no fucking way you're an actual person.


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