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Once the transports had landed and had begun off-loading the refugees, Major Maddock and the 451st were met by the Ghost and the Old Guard.

"Sir, you're looking well." said the Major. "Yes, I'm feeling much better after the surgery. However, there's no rest yet. We have your resupply; we are heading SouthWest, Arizona to be exact. The Overlord has to answer for his crimes, it pains me to know we're about to do what the old government did to the Native Americans, but if we don't do this, we'll never have peace in the country. The Overlord hasn't been painted as a target, but he's in the yellow. We're bringing Liberty Bell and part of the Old Guard to assist you. I will also be joining you."

"I'm glad to hear you're joining us, but what about your recovery time?" asked the Major. "Don't worry about me, I have my orders from the doctor who will be coming with us."

As they stepped onto the transports, The Overlord had been thinking in his bed chambers.

"Overlord, today's report. We continue to expand our territory; we have run into some resistance but nothing we can't handle." said Bubba looking at him. "Why Bubba."

"Why what Pat?" asked Bubba. "Why do we continue to our expansion?"

"You know that a nation requires...."

"SIRS! WE GOT TROUBLE!"

Outside, the Ghost and his troops had begun parachuting down onto their lands.

"He's here, Bubba, pull our forces back to the USS Texas and our other boats, I'll buy you all time."

"But Pat!"

"No, he'll slaughter us, get them on the move, Cuba will be our next base. I'll meet you there."

Bubba nods as he motions for his raiders to pull back. The Overlord puts his armor and walks outside to answer the Ghost's challenge.

"You come here now of all times, and here I thought it was because you missed my."

A soldier begins to advance towards him, only to be stopped by the Ghost. "He's too strong for you, allow me." The Ghost puts his new mask on, titanium alloy, far superior to the one he used to use.

"It doesn't have to end in bloodshed Pat."

"You and I both know it does. We won't surrender, and you can't have us in this area. Bloodshed is all we know."

"YOU WERE A LEADER!"

"AND YOU WERE OUR HERO! Times and war make it hard to see where the lines are, and I have no intention of helping you. So, let's do this."

The two begin to close the distance between them, then before they could reach each other, the ground shook violently.

"What the fuck is this?" asked the Ghost

"Don't ask me, you guys have all the technology." replied Pat trying to keep his balance.

"S-Sir -*static*- sir!"

"I read you, what the fuck is happening?"

"The whole fucking continent just felt an aftershock of something from Europe, volcanic active has spiked way too fucking high! GET BACK TO D.C NOW!"

The two men look at each other, then part ways. "Load up! We gotta go!"

As the transports begin taking off, the Ghost looks out of Marine One's window to see a rising wall of water. Far taller than any recorded wave in their history.

"Pat get in!" yells the Ghost grabbing the Overlord's armor rings, pulling him inside. "Pilot, max speed, get us the fuck out of here!"

Marine One climbs higher and higher as it alone with the other transports try to outrun the wall of water.

"Get me Madie, she'll know what the fuck is doing on." ordered the Ghost.

Back in D.C the aftershock had set off all kinds of alarms, Chief of Science and Technology Madie had been assisting a few doctors with modified prosthetic limbs when the quake hit.

"Dr. Madie, the Commander wishes to speak with you."

"Sir?"

"Madie, tell me you know what that was."

"According to the computers, somewhere under the southern hemisphere...a fault didn't just slip, the fault was obliterated. The earth's crust thanks to all the nuking, has substantially weakened along fault lines. That wave you're seeing is a result of the land shoving half the planet forward, it has thrown a wall of water at us."

"What does this mean for us?"

"Well, if we're on the surface when the water dies down, it'll be the least of our worries."

"Meaning..."

"Yes, Yellowstone has gone critical."

"Thank you, that's all I need."

The Ghost looks to Daniel after hanging up the phone. "I'm issuing Command Directive Zero."

"I concur."

"Tell the Archive to fix those cryo-pods, we might need them."

As the helicopters fly back to D.C, the wave travels too far inland and collapses, destroying everything in its path. Once back, the situation was far worse than they anticipated. Europe had already begun its volcanic melt down, well laid out plans were shattered to pieces. Leon, Madie and other scientist had been working on getting the cryo systems back up and working. As Marine One and the other transports reach the outskirts of D.C, Yellowstone national park becomes a distant memory as the volcano erupts making short work of its surroundings spewing ash and toxic gas into the sky.

"Attention, Attention all citizens, Command Directive Zero is now in place, please report to the Washington Archive Super Bunker, this is not a drill, this message is not a drill."

As people began their decent into the super bunker, the sky becomes a mute gray, causing panic, the people rush to get inside damn near trampling each other to get in.