Duty

AN// The mini arc is based on the movie 'London Has Fallen' if anyone wants to know or go watch it to better understand what is happening. But I don't think it will be necessary.

Also, thanks to John_Deakins for all the power stones. It is greatly appreciated.

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2 years later

London, England.

On a cloudy afternoon in a courtyard. One could see 3 helicopters hastily taking off into the sky.

"Marine One with Southpaw (The President of the United States Of America) is airborne" radioed in the pilot of Marine One.

"Marine Two and Three are airborne." Confirmed the pilots of Marine Two and Three.

"Marine One with Southpaw on route to Stenford, prep Air Force One for immediate departure." Marine One's co-pilot radioed.

On Marine One, a grim expression could be seen on three individuals.

"It was a trap." Said the middle-aged African American woman.

"A trap? That's an understatement." The President said grimly.

"How did they know Mike?" He questioned his trusted guard Mike Banning.

Mike was a tall and well-built man with a slightly larger body.

Before Mike had the chance to answer a rocket came rushing into one of the helicopters.

"Marine Three is down."

Mike quickly looked out the window. Looking for the perpetrators.

"Rocket launcher three o'clock." Mike screamed.

"They're using tracking missiles. Ready flares." The co-pilot announced.

The 2 helicopters flew through the city, manoeuvring past the tall builds and skyscrapers. Shooting out their flares like the wings of an angel in a desperate attempt to confuse the missiles that had locked on.

Until

"Marine One, out of flares." Said the pilot.

"Marine Two, out of flares." Announced grimly the pilot of Marine Two.

For she knew what was to come.

"Marine Two. Prepare for sacrifice."

"Roger. Marine Two ready." She said with a slight emotion in her usually calm voice.

She was determined. She knew what had to be done. What her duty was.

With that, she slowed down the craft and manoeuvred behind Marine One, taking the hit from an in coming missile.

"Marine Two is down."

Silence descended on the lone Marine One. The actions of Marine Two have reminded them what they were fighting for.

How many people had given their life so that they could evacuate the president?

"Marine One has been locked on." The pilot announced.

"Mr. President, brace for impact." Mike Banning solemnly told the president.

The helicopter was then hit and sent spiralling towards the ground.

Luckily, they were over an opened greenfield or a large park of sort, so they only had to worry about crashing into the ground.

The crash left everyone disorientated. Mike Banning forcing himself up and trying desperately hard to shake off any dizziness to do his job.

Rushing to check on the Presidents wellbeing.

After confirming that although he was a bit disorientated, he was alright.

He went to check on the other party, only to find her impaled on a loose metal rail. Bleeding profusely.

He exchanged some final goodbyes with what would have been the future godmother of his kid, then quickly grabbed the president and made his exit.

There was no time for emotions they had already heard the rattling of multiple engines.

They rushed into the city. Which seemed to be under lockdown, with no one in sight, be it heroes or the police.

"Mr. President, our evacuation plan has been intercepted. I have an MI6 contact nearby. We can lay low there and radio HQ for help." Mike Banning informed the president of his plan while they run thorough the streets.

On their way, they met a few enemies, but they were swiftly dealt with by Banning. One does not easily become the Head of Security at the Whitehouse.

Although his quirk [High-man], which gives him peak human physique and senses, helped him quite a lot.

Approaching the safe house of his contact. He couldn't help but wonder if HQ got or even understood his secret message he had sent about his plan.

He walked deep into the safe house to meet his contact sitting.

"Hello Banning, you look like shit." She said jokingly.

"Nice to see you too, Jac." Banning replied.

"Sir, this is Jacqueline. MI6's finest. Don't fuck with her." Banning introduced the president to her. Before heading inside.

Later that evening the President and Banning were sitting in the living-room talking about life. And the president a father of one, was given Banning, the father to be, a bit of advice on child rasing.

Earlier, HQ had gotten Banning's message and had sent a second extraction team to their location. Now they just had to wait.

They also found out that this attack which had left four prime ministers dead and was looking to add the president to the list, was perpetuated by a man known as Aamir Barkawi.

An infamous arms dealer with businesses all across the world. This was retaliation for the death of his daughter in a drone strike targeted at him.

Whiles relaxing, a ring resounded throughout the building, indicating that the was someone at the door.

*RING* *RING*