(Andraus)<br/><br/>To say Troy was shocked was an understatement- He had been told she was dead.<br/><br/>Troy looked over the file multiple times, taking into consideration every detail that might lead him to some other conclusion, other than what he was already facing- Addilyn stone, his partner on the Deadwalker Squadron, his protégé and student, was alive. After he had recovered from the military, he had been informed she had been deceased, when in reality she had broken into the computers. Troy felt the need to get pissed, but in reality, there was little to get pissed about- The person who did this to her was long dead, he had made sure of that personally.<br/><br/>It was the reason he was kicked out of the military.<br/><br/>Years ago, after she rescued him, he was told to rescue a HVT from Russia who was defecting to them. He agreed and got sent in. When he went there, he found it was the same bastard that raped and tortured Addie, as he was fond of calling her. Though he had orders to bring him back alive, Troy had no intentions on doing so- He shot the man in both of his knees, watching his scream and writhe in pain. He then broke his arms and shot his elbows out, before hanging him by his broken arms in the air. He then shot him in one of his lungs, watching the man suffocating in his own blood, before adding the masterpiece to his art-work.<br/><br/>He shot a perfect 'A' in the mans throat. Took only six shots to make it.<br/><br/>He had been discharged from the military after that, but Troy never regretted it- He gave Addilyn justice that she deserved.<br/><br/>Now, here she was- Back in his life again and his target.<br/><br/>Man, life could be such a bitch.<br/><br/>Troy knew he had to get her to meet Hades, but he would be lying if he said he was willing to ignore orders once again to see her. Tapping his hand on the desk, he finally decided that he would meet her again, but not over the computer- Face to Face, no bullshit, nothing more and nothing less. He owed her that much. Addilyn had hacked into his computer, but as usual, she didn't put up firewalls to block out a counter-hack. He easily hacked into her account, using the path she had created hacking his computer, and began writing on her messenger.<br/><br/>'<i>Your work is still sloppy, Addie. Manhattan Bridge, Tonight, Bring your friends.'</i><br/><br/>It was short, to the point, and if he was lucky, she'd actually consider doing it. He was going to go and see her. He needed to, to confirm why she never contacted him after everything happened. He wanted answers.