Reunions

   Ghost stood in place staring at the weapon in front of him in disbelief. He thought he would never see it again since he was .....incarcerated.

Josh walked to the left end of the small corridor punching in numbers to a black locker tucked in the right corner of the room that was next to a desk consisting of metal and glass, a tablet along with several accessories spread neatly across it.

        Ghost's finger was still running along his weapon, pausing to run his index back and forth to feel the slight bent of the stock. The end result of when he used the weapon itself as a melee weapon. A story he knew all to well from his time operating in Mexico, cautiously recalling the indecent until Josh got his attention once more.

                  " Come on Ghost we don't have all evening."

     Being brought back into reality Ghost was still looking at the gun mounted on the wall simultaniously headed  for the direction Josh's voice originated from only to be stopped by an obstacle he failed to notice the entire time he was standing beforehand.

        It was a large crate stacked to ghosts hips with ammunition assorted by caliber to bullet variations.

     From 50 Caliber explosive rounds to 9 mm hollow point Ghost dreaded the day when he would eventually  be sent into the combat field once more after so long. Deep down within himself Ghost felt that he wasn't prepared to hold that weapon ever again nor wise enough to ensure the past doesn't repeat itself.  This time walking around the crate, Ghost joined Josh who was now tampering with an odd contraption Fitted on a what seemed to appear as a black tight fitting sleeve long enough to fit on his entire wrist from the joint of his hand to a good inch shy of his elbow.

         Ghost glanced behind him only to see a ladder that offered a way out, noticing that Ron was no where to be seen.

                                                          "Where's Ron?"

                         Having found what he wanted Josh answered Ghost while he approached him.

           " He was bitching how Twi must be worried sick since it's getting dark, when I think about it know he had a point so we thought up a quick story to why we left should she get suspicious when he returns.  Look Ghost I'll have to sync this one piece of equipment because i personally believe it's your most important tool and get back to Twi's."

                        "You sure he knows his way around? This place isn't really much of a small village."

               "Yeah i'm positive, besides should he get himself in trouble we both have a P.M 2.0 on us. "

     Having caught Ghosts attention after mentioning he obtained a Particle Manipulator, Highly experimental and classified cloaking technology.

                     "You have one?"

                         "What?"

       Josh lost Ghost for a second before realizing what he meant.

  " Oh yeah, as a matter of fact I do, Believe it or not Ghost but I was part of the development team who designed the first version that was given to you along with your shields. But I have to admit the cloak had its fair share of draw backs considering that at times only the nano fabric changed its atoms to be translucent. The real bitch in the entire "CLOAK" project was actually managing to get the wearer invisible and not just the nano fibers. When I look back to the beginning of testing the first participant who volunteered to test out the first prototype decided to go commando that evening. The poor bastard impressed the ladies in the development team with a nice little show heh heh."

               Cracking a small smile Ghost was amused to an acute degree.

"Back on topic there was always some in between that had to be meet for the user to achieve complete invisibility, either the user be clad head to toe with nano fibers and change the fabrics atomic traits to the extent where it's see through. Fortunately the team managed to fix the issue where the nano fabric is invisible minus the user who's left in his undergarments by-"

       As Josh droned on Ghost finally stopped giving a shit and was convinced that the man in front of him was an egg head by heart despite his appearance. Ghost was lost when Josh got into how the atoms themselves on the old version were designed to put whats in front of it behind by Molecular refraction.

          "That's why the P.M 1.0 was different than other cloaking technologies, sure it puts what's in front of it like other models but at a atomic scale."

Curiousity got the better of the young man making the mistake of thoughtlessly asking yet another question.

             "What did you do to it?"

          "For starters I got rid of your former cloak and replaced it with the newest version: P.M 2.0, I was able to bulk up your armor along with improving its self repair program. I doubt you'll ever need to use it though considering the improvements made to the shield . The Data Ron gave me when he retrieved your hoodie along with reviewing your eye cam showed me the shields potential considering you survived a fucking 40mm mortar."

"That's cool."

" How'd it feel by the way?"

"What?"

"How did it feel to survive that explosion? Did it hurt? We're you able to note anything when you experienced it? "

     Massaging the back of his head with his right hand and pupils pointed to the ceiling thinking ghost managed an  "Um.

"I don't want to talk about it."

Josh raised an eye brow before getting the message, he wouldn't of wanted to recall the things he witnessed either knowing what he saw. He barely had the stomach to watch when he woke up having been dug out by Hammond.

  "Well Further more regarding  how the newest cloak works, more power can be diverted to your shield. The P.M 2 or just cloak  is capable of changing the atomic traits of an entire person while maintaining the users molecular structure. Which in my opinion is a milestone in quantum physics,So there is no more in between for an individual to become completely invisible . Meaning your combat uniform has no part in you achieving  invisibility thus your B.D.U can have it's power resources pooled to service other things like your shields for example, and any other program like the nano gloves ."

                  "That's nice."

    Trying to change the subject to relieve himself of the Migraine that settled in his head Hemmentioned

        "Who's Twi? "

      "Her name his Twilight Sparkle, She's a friendly mare if you ask me.

  I met her the first  day I was sent here to study this world and it's inhabitants. She's like me in a way, a Being dedicated to science with an ever curious mind. Heh heh."

               Josh chuckled softly as they both  remained idle, Ghost was leaning against the gun cage placed to the left side of the room in front of the desk. Suddenly interested he nodding to the person to his left to continue. Josh started to get comfortable by sitting on top the desk, the contraption resting on his lap he continued.

    "The first time I saw her was when I just left the new headquarters that Central Intelligence set up in Celestia's  palace. She was chewing my co-workers ears off with her non stop questions on my way back to my office. At first I tried to avoid her by blending in with a Group of Air force technicians. but unfortunately  when I was just about to pass her my boss comes out of no where and grabs me before I could escape and personally assigned me to dealing with her. It was so awkward."

              Josh admitted Visibly trying to hide his embarrassment and blush by lowering his head.

     "How?"

          "Well you try answering the questions she asked me."

                      " Like what for example."

                                      Josh's blush proceeded to deepen as he remembered the moment.

               "You don't want to know........ I asked my questions she asked hers....we both learned alot about each other's society's. I I asked her If  we could chill at her place.  Get to you of course. She was reluctant at first because no humans was allowed to leave designated area's for the precaution of any pathogens carried by either human or pony that could be harmful to both species."

   " Excuse my curiosity but how close are you with this..mare? Feel free to refuse answering. "

Choosing that question other than his alternative which was why was he allowed to move freely around where ever he wanted than stay restricted to "designated area's"

     "It's all good little bro, If I could describe how close it would probably be just a friend close, don't get me wrong I love her to death and just between you and me i kinda find her attractive. But..........."

                               Pausing to be sure how he felt he went on with his sentence.

                                    " I ...don't think she feels the same way."

                                        Silence blanketed the room.

                    "Any ways enough about me lets get a couple of your tools synced real quick."

               attempting to lighten up the mood Josh jumped off the desk.

                                 " Now the lets start off with your nano gloves shall we?"

      >local library (Twilight Sparkles home) <

      Twilight was tapping her hoof with her arms crossed looking at Ron expectantly who was sitting on a Stool in the middle of her library with spike placed to his left. Both males were giving in to the pressure set before them by the lavender mare interrogating them.

               "So you both went  for a walk around suger cube corner for almost-"

       "That's what i said Twi we just got lost for a little while and decided to split up to look for your place and i just happened to find your place before him, simple as that."

   Ron was attempting to stall until Josh managed to return mentally cursing him for putting him through this.

Twilight sighed obviously agitated and upset  that her first human friend just decided to leave her when she really was looking forward to tutoring Josh the history of equestria. Unfortunately She had to attend to her best friend. Applejack needed urgent help with another parasprite infestation luckily it was taken care of accordingly .

  A feeling of guilt spread into her chest,  knowing full well that if she never had left this wouldn't have happened.

He had every right to leave considering that it was just him and Ron with only spike to keep them company and wait for Celestia  knows how long till she would return.

"I guess we should  head out and look for him hence Celestia's sun's already set and he's supposedly lost ."

Ghosts Apartment<

                             "Ok last one, slip this on your left wrist."

                  Josh Handed Ghost the same contraption he held on his lap from their earlier conversation.

"Make sure to have the metal part on the inside of your wrist so its against your veins."

       Doing so Josh said one last thing before he pushed a button in the side of the mechanism next to a caution sticker .

                   "Now this isn't going to hurt one bit."

  "understo-AAH"

         Recoiling to the sudden sensation of his forearm being stabbed deep within his nervous system.

Just as fast as it came in the needle was out .

" I THOUGHT YOU SAID IT WOULD'NT FUCKING HURT!"

          "  Well I lied, I'm sorry ghost but it was the only way it could've been done without any complications."

        Rubbing his wrist to dull the pain Ghost then asked after he saw Josh climbing the ladder on his way out.

          "You could at least tell me what it is before you go! "

               "It's a weapon, That's all you need to know so be careful Oh and don't forget to check your email ! "

   The sound of the front door was opened then slammed shut, Ghost was alone again. Climbing the ladder to c;ose the hatch, Being sure to hear a Click reassuring him that it was locked. Re-position his table then Grabbing the saltine crackers he went back up stairs to relax a bit before checking the laptop that was on his desk. Tampering with the tablet on the wall between the closet and the t.v posted on the wall to play a random song.

Youtube Video

              For some reason Ghost found the song being played.. simple but he kept listening closely to the sounds of the guitar. Relaxing before having to go right back to business.

            >Josh Londergen<

        Rushing back to Twilights home Hoping that Ron didn't blow their cover, It was now fully dark, the only thing that could be heard was his breathing and foot steps.

        But also a tinge of sincere emotion dwelled in his thoughts that were directed towards Twilight.

     He was just unable to interpret what they meant.

      Twilights library was with in his view, the lights were still on filling him with a sense of determination to clear his conscious by smoothing things over with her and not ruin their friendship.

    Sweaty and breathing heavily Josh knocked on the red door....nothing.  Before knocking again this time some pony came to the door a midnight black Pegasus with a mow hawk for a name.

                     Can i help you?

       Slightly taken aback for never expecting to see anyone other than Twilight to open her door Josh nervously got to the point.

                       "is Twilight here?"

           The stallion wore a simple Black t-shirt that showed of his muscular frame with a pair of blue jeans, he was  polite and friendly slightly easing Josh's nervousness as he stepped aside to let him in.

"So you're the human Twi's been talking about lately, names Thunderlane by the way pleasure to meet you."

Josh went to sit on a stool placed by a book shelf focusing on catching his breath while asking for the whereabouts of Ron but partially in broken speech wondering in the back of his head: why was this stallion here?

                   " No clue I just got here along with Twi, I barely convinced her to give up looking for you, "

         Still recovering from his sprint He managed to nod to show he comprehended the stallion's suggestion.

  Josh was saved from having to ask the question once more once he heard Twilights voice coming from up stairs answering his question.

                 " When we went to look for you your friend just decided to return to his "place", what was peculiar was when he said that  walking behind us  i looked back to Question  what he mean't  but he just....disappeared."

                                                 "Oh."

  A wave of  relief washed through out his body, yes his colleague was missing but some how josh wasn't worried. He knew well that he could take care of himself because they both agreed that in any situation deeming it necessary they made up a certain phrase to indicate that they were going to procure a way back to the barracks. Now Josh focused his attention on his well being, primarily him getting back home  .

               Hoof steps broke his train of thought as the lavender mare suddenly appeared into his line of sight causing Josh to tense up once more as she scolded him.

                    "Don't ever do that again to me. you had me so worried that i searched all over ponyville  for you!"

           Twilight continued her verbal assault in josh's face wasting no effort to get the point across That she was obviously upset. Thunderlane just waited patiently for his marefriend to finish. Deciding to be a bit bold he carefully approached Twilight who had now settled down allowed Josh to describe his situation. Thunder lane waited patiently the whole time as their conversation closed with twilight offering him to stay the night then accompany her back to Canterlot.

                     "Awesome, glad that-that issue is out the way, I really appreciate your help Twi."

         Josh had a  good warm Feeling in him, not only would he kill two birds with one stone but spend the night at twi's as a bonus.

               "what are friends for?"

          Seeing Twilight's signature friendly smile and the happy tone in her voice made josh melt inside among other things as he admired Twilights body in her Short skirt and sweater  she habitually wore. Her hourglass waist, perfect curves and toned bare legs made decent eye candy for any one( who was into that kinda thing ) and/or pony.

                                 "Maybe...juust maybe."

          Josh thought  while he watched Twi on her way towards that one stallion, maybe there was a chance that he could be more than just a friend, sure they were of different species but that mattered little to him.

She was smart,beautiful in her own way that could only be matched by her amazing personality.

    "Hey babe I managed to sort through today's turned in books while you were gone."

       " Thanks thun."

       That positive feeling quickly plummeted and ached in his chest when he saw Twilight approached by  Thunderlane placing her arms around his neck with his hands resting  around her waist. Their faces slowly inched closer, Both exchanging an " I love you" to each other.  Staring down at his khaki pants Josh Slowly realized the picture.  Thunderlane was her colt friend, but not just that....he barely knew this mare sire he would like to know her more and this be given a perfect opportunity to do so but the sudden revelation was a big turn off and he preferred to take his time. So Josh sat up and headed for the door.

                " On second thought Twi I changed my mind I can leg it from here, Hope you enjoy your night."

      Before twi could separate her lips from thunderlane's after hearing What josh had said he was already at the door.

                         "Wait!"

     Leaving Thunderlanes embrace to stop Josh, Twi was too late seeing Josh close the door that she now went for with haste in order to stop him from walking all the way to the palace at night not to mention the distance he would have to cover.

       Twi swung open the door nearly lseconds after Josh had closed it to discover he had vanished.

     stunned from disbelief Twilight proceeded  out side in vain to see if he was hiding next to the door.

      Confusion and sadness plagued her Conscious, she wanted to understand  what made him decide to change

  his mind all of a sudden? The emotions subsided when thunderlane encouraged her back inside reassuring her that he must have had his reasons. Twi gave one long look at the distance of ponyville with the thought of josh leaving her mind before heading back inside.

       Watching as twilight turned around to head back inside, Her colt friend holding the door open for her. Josh began to regret his decision when she stared out in his general position. Seeing her ears droop with her sad confused eyes tearing up a little while she aimlessly searched for him. He wasn't angry or depressed nor jealous even, he just didn't feel like staying is all. They were just friends, he didn't see a point in spending the night with a friend and her Colt friend. Spinning on his heel Josh went on his way, with the realization of how much of a bitch it was going to be getting home.

"God this is going to be a long walk.".

     >Ghost<

  Slumped on on the L shaped wooden desk by the corner of the room  upstairs he was munching on more saltine crackers Ghost entered the email and password that was written on a flash card he discovered taped to the screen when he opened the lap top.

               Silver34tango@equis.serv

               Discretion in all we do

Ghost was left with a black screen with 12 light blue orbs cycling in a circle, verifying then identifying who the user is.

    The screen stayed black but the  orbs shot out  in Random directions across the screen to then recoiling back to reposition themselves to form another  circle but with a wider radius morphing into dark silver stars  a  Phantom skull wearing a spartan helmet with black wings and  lighting bolts at both its sides appeared in the center.

The classified emblem of the department of Special Operations Group  With in the Special Activities Division of the Central Intelligence Agency. Representing discretion, swift death and basically being above and surpassing the best of the best to the point of joining among the ranks of unnamed soldiers, Ghosts in their own right. Some go as far as faking their own deaths,cutting all ties to their past lives to fully commit themselves to the division.

   The upper left of the screen read the following.

          Server : U.S Military- AFI

Server Status: LAN

    IP Address: De-Classified- 216.27.61.137

Subnet Mask: De-Classified- 255.255.255.0

Default Gateway: De-Classified-192.168.1.1

DNS servers:De-Classified- 323.365.9.7

             Client: 98** razor

              SCL : BLACK

             User : De-Classified:Not available- Code name: Ghost

User priority : First Class

      Among other things but the screen flashed to an online email page, on the upper right corner was a read star next to inbox . Naturally Ghost clicked it and another window opened, He received the message almost 5 hours ago with the time now becoming 9 pm. He wasted no time on reading the email received.

       To: Silver34tango@equis.serv, De-Classified- Agent: Ghost

  From:  SOG Dept. SAD CIA

       Agent Ghost

by the date of   July \**\****   Army and Marine troops are passing through your A.O to establish relations with the public and local law enforcement. Present your self to VTOL unit 67E9 the pilot has been made aware of the circumstances and will see to it that you get here.

for briefing. To informally put it simple the Director requested to have a word with you along with other things.

That is all.

____________________________________________

     Closing the laptop Ghost leaned back against the leather recliner stretching his aching back muscles. The date was two days from now. But he was uneasy with the fact that the director himself wanted to talk to him again.

It wasn't the first time he was gifted the privileged to meet Him, Somehow managing to catch the Director's attention

at the dawn of his military career. Ghost completely caught his interest and was recruited by the S.A.D.\S.O.G at the peak of his Glory days when he earned his way through exceptional circumstances to serve under the United States Special Forces once upon a long time ago.  Now a husk of what he once was, a prodigy who was once respected for saving and taking the lives of many and for the he feats accomplished that got him into the S.A.D\S.O.G. In his mind he felt like a failure and a coward who couldn't even do the simplest task like asking for directions. Ghost couldn't fathom why some one as important as the director would want anything to do with him.

Shaking the thoughts from his head Ghost had spare time to kill, rotating the recliner to his left so he could step out and head for the bed taking the white t-shirt off as he spread himself along the cool sheets of his large bed, allowing sleep to over take his mind.

              > CIA HQ <

        A man sitting at his desk is sipping on his coffee while evaluating human intelligence gathered, going through file after file of information he paused when he noticed a dossier labeled "Crystal Empire" as the night progressed, outside his office door was quiet.

         Suddenly an agent bursts through the mans office door,remembering who's office the agent disrespectfully entered with out knocking he Stands to attention and salutes.

  "Sorry for the error Sir."

            The man sets the Dossier down before coolly Scolding the rookie.

   "This isn't the Military son, calm down and state your business."

           Regaining his composure the agent walks up to the mans desk and lays an email received by a known source that wasn't quite finished but with a clear intention with the image of 3 soldiers blind folded kneeling behind men holding knives against their exposed throats.

              "We have american soldiers, we will kill them if our demand is no_"

            "Do we know their location? " Sitting up the man spoke in a more serious tone.

               "Yes Sir their exact location sir, The  Hostages Have been confirmed to be part of the first military Forces who began operating in Equistria. CSARTF 3-4 Echo S.O.F, Our best guess is that they were captured by human militia when their S.A.R Bird was downed,There is still many questions unanswered like how on Earth we'd received it.   so what do you recommend we do?  Forward it to JSOC and make it their problem? "

                                        "No.  Have a SUH-60 prepped and ready."

            "Uh with all do respect Director We're CIA not military, I don't see-"

                "You don't have to see any point in anything, Do as I said and get some sleep."

    After the agent left his office the Director pulled out a Holocom from his desk contacting a specific person.

    " Hammond! Up and adam old chap you have a surprise assignment, I'm forwarding Ghosts location to your navigator to extract him, a stealth Chopper should be prepped and ready to take off."

         The Director was responded with sleep induced groans and mumbles.

           "What is eiss bout?"

   His  British accent hinted that Hammond was still drowsy but the director knew he was effectively combat ready at a moments notice

      "Hostage Situation, time is a major factor here. just gear up and extract Ghost. I will inform you more once you get your arse in gear.  "

            >Ghost<

Sitting in a void of white nothingness Ghost sat on a chair in front of a glass table a mirror image of himself sat at he other side.

But this version of himself was different donning a small smirk he asked the original a question in a happy tone.

"Do you know why you are here?"

Ghost crossed his arms and leaned back on his chair responded bitterly.

            "How the fuck am I intended to know? ."

The doppelgänger snickered.

"Really now? That's your excuse?"

          " What Excuse?! What mistake have I made that's leading to me unknowingly making up excuses?"

"You kno-"

            " NO!! I don't know why! If you're so fucking condescending why don't you tell me? "

"Think about it,"

          —-----

          "Get up sleeping beauty!"

Opening his eyes with a soft but shocked gasp Ghost bolted upwards to see Hammond speed walk to his bed side helping him to his feet.

           " Jesus christ kid you seriously need to get that sweating problem checked out."

"How did you ge_-"

         "Now's not the time for explanations kid, we have shit to get done now lets go.."

As Hammond made his way down stairs with the expectation that Ghost was going to follow he was too busy processing the torrent of confusion in his head. What was going on? How did Hammond find him?  More importantly what in the fuck was he dreaming about?

   His time in thought was cut short when a gloved hand clasped him by the wrist suddenly moving him along.

  "Come on Ghost we don't have time for this, I've got gear for you to change into and trail mix to munch on the way to the A.O."   (Area of Operation)

____________________________________________________________________________________

                   >Few hours later.

The soft hum of the stealth chopper was all that was heard with Ghost resting along several seats fast asleep in the passenger compartment behind Hammond who was seated next to the pilot having idle chat to pass the time. Both were now changed into more casual attire, Ghost wore Black and white high top sneakers, loose dark blue skinny jeans, a slim dress shirt that neatly fitted his frame Wearing a  bullet proof resistant  under the dress shirt and another bullet resistant tactical vest over it.

Hammond wore dark brown hiking shoes camo trousers, a light brown short sleeve revealing his tribal tattoo on he left arm over his tac vest. Wearing his trade mark cap with tinted sports glasses to protect his Vision from the very bright dessert sun and a one ear piece head set.

It was the norm for S.S.O' s (Special Skills Officer) of  the CIA/SAD to seem more like mercenaries than Soldiers. Mainly due to the reason that if they were ever captured the U.S government would deny any accusation of undergoing any activities in foreign soil, That is why it is required that operatives use unmarked gear to cut off any evidence that may lead to the U.S C.I.A  when/if captured.

Hammond presses down on the com button on his holocom to ask a single question.

   "Overlord this is Onslaught How much farther to the L.Z?"

       "Onslaught your E.T.A  is three minutes . "

  "Copy that We'll be ready."

   Hammond made his way to Ghost being sure to be clear and to the point while preparing himself as well.

" Casper get up. You've slept long enough now get ready you have 2 minutes and 47 seconds till we reach the landing zone."

Finally stirring awake and sitting up Ghost cringed from the brightness of his surroundings taking in time to brush his eyes in order to rid himself of any drowsiness.

   "Mind giving me a sitrep."

Ghosts voice strained by just a bit as he stretched his limbs before sliding a dark green case from under his bench like seat, unbuckling it to reveal the few options of gear left for him to personally choose to equip along with basic necessity's.  His issued weapon complete with loaded magazines was propped next to Hammond's sniper rifle at the corner of the cabin.  After equipping Elbow pads and  knee pads Ghost saved his custom brace for his left Knee for last. Nothing special but it stopped the pain from over

Using his injured knee.

" Well apparently a search and rescue team for special forces have been captured and are being held hostage by towel heads."

         "  Oh."

   " I know I've been very vague on the details Casper but just follow my lead and you'll be fine."

      "Who are

   "  No one special really just your old team  3-4 Echo."

With that said and done Hammond stood up relocating elsewhere to recover his weapons and load up, inserting magazines into his vest's pouch's . Glancing at Ghost from time to time noticing how he just remained in place staring out unto the sand dunes that whirled past the helicopter door windows lost in deep thought.

An odd feeling situated into Ghost's chest and a lump formed in his throat, literally frozen from both fear and resentment.

Surprised by the fact he was about to meet his old team, fearful that their lives were on the line and  of how they would react if they found out that he wasn't dead.

Fearful because he didn't know how they would react.  Resentment for the past that lead up to him being M.I.A.

        "You alright mate."

   " Yeah..........yeah I'll be fine, It's just....daunting to think about my old team and what happened .

  " Don't get all sentimental on me Casper, now is not the time for that. Get your ass in gear because we don't have that much time left."

       Determination arose within Ghosts, digesting the butterfly's in his stomach Ghost got up to acquire his weapon and insert his magazine's in his tac vest.  He wasn't about to let his emotions get the best of him...not this time. There was still a chance to save them, a fire sparked inside his chest. Mentally psyching himself with the motivation of not letting his former comrades die, he wasn't going to let that happen... not this time.   Adjusting his combat gloves he reached for a wrist tablet strapping it to his left wrist and attaching the small and compact P416 to his sling Ghost reached for one last article of clothing. A black balaclava with tinted googles complete with a one ear piece head set similar to Hammond's.

          The pilot hand signaled Hammond that they were arriving to the L.Z, Ghost looked out the helicopter window seeing that they were above a hotel building in the middle of a dessert city coincidentally reminding him of a middle eastern city.

  Locked and loaded  Hammond and Ghost opened the chopper door attaching their rope harnesses to the helicopter, Ghost patted his alleys shoulder signaling that he was ready. Both soldiers rappeled down unto the roof top following Hammond speaking into his holo communicator.

" Overlord this is Onslaught we have entered the Theatre."

" Copy that Onslaught, you are crystal clear on drone feed,  you are to search the building for Echo 3-4, you have 15 minutes or else your ride home is leaving ..with or with out you to have enough fuel to make it home."

  " Understood."

  With that said Hammond motioned Ghost who was kneeling with his weapon raised swaying around the roof tops being weary of his surroundings to form up at the door leading down stairs.

     " Alright Ghost  echolocation scans are being buggy in this heat but intelligence believes that this building is some form of hide out so expect a fight but try and stay below the radar ...Let's see if you've gotten rusty."

Hammond kicked the door open hand signaling his partner to take point.