Meanwhile in a different location, somewhere In a Coal City area, and located in the USA.
A facility lies Underground. Where in a room filled with four people.
The three soldiers are wearing the standard uniform but one of them has a red beret.
The Beret has a crescent that depicts a silver wolf being pierced with an arrow.
Mr. ???: So how is Operation going in California? Has the beastmen population been reduced or has anything even changed?
Says the man sitting on top of a crimson red office table. But the same imagery that is on the beret.
General ???: no sir. I haven't heard anything from our lieutenants or Sergeants.
Not even our standard ground troops said anything. But our spies managed to pick up something.
Says the man with the red beret.
The man stands up from his desk with a grin that could go ear-to-ear.
He clears his throat before replying.
Mr. ???: That is wonderfully perfect! Do tell.
General ???: one of our men who survived the attack from..... "The silver wolf"
there was an audible silence in the room, Mr.??? Is shaking in his feet but he slaps his head to get out of his delusional fears.
Mr.???: are you serious General? There is no way that the silver wolf came from Japan all the way to the US. He has no reason to come here.
The general clears his throat.
General ???: I'm sorry sir. But it is true.
The room goes back to silence, as the sound of machines, and computers cover the background.
Mr.??? Fixes his tie and comes back his hair.
Mr.???: send in Task Force 4.
He says with subdued ferocity.
Back with our main protagonist. He is currently driving back to his house after what is essentially babysitting a mafia Boss's Daughter.
It was incredibly stressful and fear-inducing. But at the same time. It was a fun and rememberable experience.
Jenkins who was in the passenger seat and looking out from the window.
Jenkins: You spoiled that kid. Still can't believe you spent almost $200 on a kid you don't even know.
Chris was a little abashed by this but keeps his composure.
Chris: she was a nice kid and unlike most teenagers. She wasn't Moody at all. And plus, she reminds me of some relatives I had. So, in a weird way. I just couldn't help but spoil her.
Jenkins looks at Chris with confusion before looking back out the window.
The two of them continue driving and they haven't spoken to each other in what felt like hours.
Before Chris breaks the silence.
Chris: so, I've been meaning to ask you. You mentioned something bad is going to happen.
Jenkins: yeah. I'm a part of this militia group that started back in the 1960s
my dad was a member and so were my cousins. I only joined after my dad retired and it was better than staying in a retail store for the rest of my days.
Anyways, you probably already know our group's goal.
Chris: kind of.
Jenkins: kind of? Isn't it obvious?
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BNA: The Not So gutsy Mall Cop
FanfictionThis story is about our main protagonist Chris. He Works as a Mall Cop and has a normal life. Until things started to get a little crazy and out of normal. This story is mainly headcanon as we don't know much about what went down in the US during t...
