[b]The Defense Part 2[/b] The team formed a line, Delta in front and Alex in back, as they began the dangerous climb. Delta continuously sent out radar pulses in an attempt to map out his immediate surroundings, but the ever present snowfall made it difficult. The way up was nearly invisible and they constantly tripped over rocks and slipped on patches of ice. It didn’t help that as they climbed, the path also began to narrow, and the drop next to them became steeper and steeper. CRUNCH! Delta gasped as the rock under his foot suddenly gave way and he went sliding off the cliff. “Delta!” he heard Alex yell. He was sure he would plummet to the ground, but someone grabbed his wrist last second and held him on the face of the cliff. Delta breathed a sigh of relief and looked up to see Adriar firmly holding him over the ledge. “You’re not dying on me yet!” shouted the Titan, pulling Delta up. They stumbled onto the thick layer of snow and paused for a moment, letting the adrenaline die down. Alex put a hand on Delta’s shoulder. “You ok?!” she shouted through the wind. Delta placed his hand on hers and nodded, then turned to Adriar. “Thanks!” he shouted, regaining his footing. “I owe you one!” The Titan hesitated, then shook his head. “You would have done the same for me!” he shouted back. “Let us continue!” Delta understood and the team continued to forge on, much more cautious this time. Eventually they reached a strange curve in the path and Delta looked over to see steps carved into the mountain. “We are getting close!” he shouted behind him, and began ascending the steps. As the team went on, the steps got wider and more level. It wasn’t long before it leveled out completely and the path became clear as day even though the snow and wind continued to rage. Delta kept his eyes on the path, and was surprised to find a strange shape before him. In front of the fireteam appeared a metallic bridge that stretched across a large chasm. Alex went to investigate. She bent down to carefully look under the bridge, and found a series of titanium support beams in a crisscrossing pattern. “It’s stable!” she shouted. “This thing is an architectural masterpiece!” Delta knew they were in the right place. It wouldn’t be long now. “Let’s go!” he shouted. They carefully made their way across the bridge. Delta didn’t think the wind could get any worse, but as if to spite him, it picked up even more. The exo held tightly to the railings, his trench coat flapping violently behind him, and put one step in front of the other. The second Delta reached the end, he immediately hugged the wall of the mountain next to him, and his team followed suit. The storm was getting worse. Delta inched along the wall, and nearly jumped when his hand hit something hard. He looked down to see a thick metal railing drilled deep into the face of the mountain. “There’s a railing!” he shouted to his team. “They must have thought of everything!” Alex shouted back. They clung to the railing and trudged on, but Delta quickly realized something. There was something in front of them. Something big. The shadow of a large mass began to show itself through the raging snowstorm. As they approached, Delta could make out rigid metal frames and the outline of thick glass windows. “The facility is ahead!” he shouted. “Weapons ready!” They each drew their respective weapons, preparing to breach. Delta gripped his Mida and inched towards the right, followed by Alex, hand cannon primed. Adriar had taken out an assault rifle, and went to the left. They found the thick, glass doors that led inside and, guardians ready on either side, Delta peered through. Inside was what looked like a reception area. The room was entirely white, and beautiful. The modern architectural design gave it a minimalist look. To the left was a reception desk, but no one was there, and to the right was a waiting area with several chairs and couches. On the floor was a huge red carpet, the shield insignia of The Defense resting directly in the center. Behind the reception area, stretched a narrow hallway that led to a single elevator. “It looks empty!” shouted Delta. “Let’s clear the room! Three, two, one, breach!” The fireteam burst inside and began scanning every inch of the room, fingers on triggers. The room was large but there wasn’t much in it. As the doors had closed behind them, the howling wind died and the team could hear more clearly now. Delta listened to the now barely audible storm outside and scanned the room one more time. “We are clear,” he said, lowering his weapon. “This is a nice place for an organization that died centuries ago,” said Alex, admiring the building. Delta remembered what Foxtrot had told him. “I guess they are not so dead after all,” he said. “Adriar, check the computer at the desk.” Adriar nodded and stepped behind the reception desk. After some clicking, he paused and looked back up at Delta. “It’s blank,” he said. “The hard drive must have been wiped.” Delta sighed. “They knew we were coming,” he said. Alex shifted nervously. “How is that possible?” Delta shrugged. “I don’t know,” he answered, starting towards the elevator at the end of the hall. “This is probably a trap. Be ready for anything.” As he made his way to the elevator, Delta put his hand to his head and whispered. “Ghost, you there?” His ghost buzzed to life. “Of course!” “Great,” said Delta, careful not to let the others hear. “Keep your scanners on for any light signatures. If Kane’s ghost is here, we are going to find it.” “Understood,” the ghost responded. 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