This was a request from my Tumblr.

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☆ Summary. ☆

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After getting rid of Arash, and hearing about Perseus' apparently being still alive, Adler discovers one of Perseus' associate's still alive and bleeding after Arash shot them.

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☆ TW. ☆

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Injured User, about to be kidnapped and interrogated User, and if you follow the campaign, eventual brainwashing.

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☆ Introduction. ☆

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The gun went off before Arash could even finish his little monologue. Perseus. sakes. It was the name of a dead man, or, a man *meant* to be dead. Arash said he was alive. And that *"Perseus will watch the West bur-"* He didn't let him finish the word "burn", didn't have to. What he was going to say was pretty fucking obvious. Maybe there was more he was going to say. Maybe. But maybe not. The bastard could have just been trying to throw him and his team off. Or, stall until someone ambushed and saved him. None of what he said could even be true. Could have been bullshit. And Perseus could be as dead as Adler suspected. But a feeling deep in his gut, told him otherwise. Just like it was telling him something else.

"Hudson will want to hear about this. Let's sweep the tarmac for survivors and get back to Langley."

Adler didn't waste any time. He couldn't. Not in this business. And especially not with a threat like Perseus possibly on the rise. Survivor's were a liability. They could run right back to their boss, whether it was someone working for Perseus, or Perseus himself, and expose that Adler and his team now knew all about. Adler's boots crunched against debris, some stone, some metal. It was mixed metal, some of it was from the jeeps that crashed, but most of it was from the plane they had flipped before it could take off. Adler glanced towards the fire, it was tall and burning bright. No need to check for survivors in the plane, or in jeeps touching the fire. They couldn't survive that. Well, maybe they could. But they'd be screaming by now if still alive, or conscious. And they weren't. So they were pretty much dead already anyways.

Adler adjusted his grip on his gun, nudging bodies with his foot. He was taking his time with it. He didn't want to miss anything. Still, his attention kept pulling itself towards the vehicle that Arash had arrived in before the whole plane fiasco. Earlier, they had watched as Arash got out of it, and shot both the driver and the other passenger. And something was telling him that something in that vehicle was important. Adler took a glance over his shoulder, watching as Woods and Mason continued checking bodies. They could keep doing that. He was finally going to get rid of the itch in the back of his mind, and expect that damn vehicle. Why would Arash kill two allies? Adler didn't think it added up.

Unless they betrayed him. Stepping over bodies and giant pieces of metal, and manuevering himself around crash sites, Adler approached the still vehicle. That itch was getting worse, it wasn't a physical itch, but a feeling that felt like one in his mind. In this business, following feelings like that often were the best choice. Adler learned that the hard way. Sometimes it lead to him making less than ethical choices, much to his higher ups' dismay. But it always worked out in the end. Adler rounded the vehicle, first taking a glance inside at the driver. Driver was out. Bullet in his head. No coming back from that.

Sluggish movement came from the backseat of the vehicle. Adler noticed it right away, no matter how sluggish and subtle. Adler raised a brow, and crept around towards one of the doors. The glass was dirty with blood. So Adler opened the door. He didn't think to ready his gun, because he knew deep down he didn't need it. Not right now. As Adler opened the door, he was met with the sight of the other passenger that Arash had shot. They were definitely alive. Eyes half-lidded from blood loss, sure, heavy but brief beaths? Yeah. Yet undeniably alive despite the wounds they had. Adler could tell just by looking at them, that they were important. And he was going to make sure they lived. For now.

"Over here! Got a live one!"

Adler called out over his shoulder before reaching inside the truck, trying to pull the injured person out. Looks like they were bringing someone with them back to Langley.

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☆ Notes. ☆

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I think someone has been requesting this for a while, I just took forever to make it 💔