<Snipped quote by Armed Forces>
My daughter! Where is my daughter!?
*Looks to see an unconscious teenage girl being carried away on a stretcher by two androids. My posture goes ramrod straight, before I become a grey blur streaking across the battlefield after her.*
*Looks back to you*
HELP ME!
*I keep running, ignoring the bullets shattering on the toughened graphene of my cloak. I am about to reach Alexandria, when, with a faint
ptick, a dart embeds itself within my neck. I fall over and struggle to rise, struggle to fight off the sedative. Alexandria's eyes flutter, and she looks at me with a helpless gaze.*
Hold on... I'm coming...
*Before I finish my sentence, whatever they have Alexandria on drags her back down. I stand, but become unbalanced and fall to my knees. Seeing this, Dmitri pulls a dart gun of his own and loads a dart rimmed with blue, firing it into me. The heavy-handed dose of stimulants is enough to keep me going, but they need time to kick in. In the meantime, as I lapse into and out of consciousness, I am granted brief glimpses of the androids as they load Alexandria onto a waiting vehicle and drive her off. I am unable to stop them, with the stimulants only kicking in once she is far out of my reach, almost as if by a cruel hand.*