Location: Anchorage, Alaska, United States Of America

Date: [UNKNOWN]

Contact: [DISCONNECTED]

US Military Personnel Count: [UNKNOWN]

First Responders personnel Count: [UNKNOWN]

S.H.D. Personnel Count: [UNKNWON]

Known S.H.D. Personnel Count:

One.

A watch can be seen on a snowy ground as the sounds of a snowstorm were heard. The Watch flickering an Orange ring light as it flickers on and off.

Someone can be seen running past the Watch, breathing heavily like a snowstorm was seen. The vision is blurry.

The person in question quickly reaches an Old Store as he quickly enters it and slams it close. Breathing Heavily as the Man can be seen wearing a respirator he sighs in relief, sitting against the wall as he stares at his watch that once again emitted a glowing orange wing.

"ISAC...Any Contact?"

The Man asks as he hears his AI.

"No, c-current status u-u-unknown."

The AI Voice says in a glitchy tone as the agent sighs. He looks around the store, seeing it looted as he sees a bunch of cash piled in the corner. It was easily worth millions...But he knows better.

He stood up, looking out the window to the snowy air as he shivers.

He wipes the snow off his Rifle, as he stood up. Looking around the store.

"This is Agent Bridger, does anyone copy?"

He'd ask on the radio and only to be met with Static as he sighs as he looks around the store.

He'd hear knocking coming from the door as he quickly aims his rifle At the door.

"ANCHORAGE POLICE! LET US IN! WE NEED SHELTER!"

The Agent stays silent, crouching behind the counter and mounting his rifle towards the door.

"...No one's in here."

"Let's make sure, don't want any stragglers, the boss wants more workers."

He hears a voice outside as the door opens, revealing two Anchorage Police officers wearing Police Bike Helmets, Balaclavas, and Glasses as they walk in with bats covered in nails. Blood dripping from the bats.

"Come out...dont worry...we won't-"

The Agent quickly fires one round toward one of the Officers, as it zips through the Officer's neck. The Other Officer quickly turns as the Agent puts two rounds into the Officer's chest as the Officer falls against the wall. The Agent gets out of cover, approaching the officer with his rifle aimed as he places the Barrel against the officer's head.

"F-fuck you, division fuck. This is our town-"

The Agent just pulls the trigger as the round zips through the officer's head.

The Agent looks out the door to see if there were any more hostiles. Seeing none, he hears the sounds of a bottle being dropped in the backroom as he quickly aims in the direction.

He slowly approaches the door, leading to the backroom as he slowly reaches for the doorknob.

He'd quickly open it and kick the door down as he enters. He would see a Woman on the ground, bleeding heavily as he crouches down. He'd check for a pulse as he feels a faint pulse. He was about to pull out his medkit until he notices something kn her hand. It was a watch, the same as his...except it had a Red Ring.

He quickly steps back with his rifle raised. Realizing the woman was a Rouge Agent.

He was about to pull the trigger but, it didn't feel right. She was injured, covered in blood. As he looks around, he'd notice she only had a pistol with a magazine with one round in it.

He'd slowly place her against the wall as she was unconscious as he inspects her wound. She was covered in bruises, and knife slashes. She also had frostbite.

The agent sighs, looking around before he'd pull out his medkit. He'd start treating her wound.

"A-Agent Bridger, she is a-"

"I know what she is."

The Agent says, cutting off ISAC.

"...She...She may have valuable information...I'll interrogate her before following protocols."

He says as he cleans her wounds. After finishing up, she'd cover her wounds with bandages as the Female rouge Agent wore a respirator like him, a Baseball Cap. A Plate Carrier, A EMS Jacket, a white sweater, and jeans.

He'd start a small fire, using the money he found as a fire starter while using a small cardboard box to use as the main source, as he starts the fire, he places the rouge agent beside the fire but not that close as he sits next to her, he warms himself up to the fire. Still shivering as ISAC Turns on.

"F-Friendly S-Settlement, North. Occu-Occupied by: Civilians, Anchorage Police, N-Natio-national Guard."

ISAC Says as the agent sighs, still trying to find out what's wrong with ISAC.

"We can't go now, that fucking snowstorm is heavy."

He'd say quietly to ISAC. The Agent Notices the female waking up, and he'd see her open her eyes slightly, clearly tired.

He'd stay quiet as her eyes turn to the agent, he would see her eyes widen in fear as she quickly crawls to the corner, breathing heavily The Agent just stays quiet, looking at her as she stares at him with fear. Despite rogue agents going rogue to fight against the government or eradicate Humanity, some just wanted to escape, and not handle the stress of what's happening. This must be one of them, there are very rare.

The Agent notices the empty bottle of water, the one that may have caused the noise as the Agent glances back at the rogue.

"A-Agent Identified, Denver, Agent Anna Hathaway, Also K-Known as Hathaway. Went rouge: Two Months Ago."

ISAC Says as the Agent just takes out his canteen of water, and offered it to the Rogue agent as she was visibly confused and scared.

He suddenly hears the door gets kicked down as he quickly motions for her to keep quiet. He picked around the doorway to see a fireman, holding a flamethrower, covered in blood.

"HERE KITTY, KITTY, DADDY WANTS TO PLAY."