The man sighed when Bedlam vanished with Alpha. His shoulders dropped in disappointment, as did his firing hand. He clasped the weapon to his side yet again and removed his helmet. Long, black hair fell on the tanned face of a seasoned veteran of many battles. He cradled his helmet at his side and began to speak into an earpiece. “Boss, he took Alpha.” He paused, allowing the other end to speak. “Yeah, yeah. I remember. Plan B is a go, then.” Releasing his finger from his earpiece and clamping his helmet back on, the man made his way outside and disappeared shortly after. [spoiler]End. [/spoiler]