<span style="font-weight: bold">E3A</span><br/><br/>The team were about to restrain Aaron, using strips and cuffs to block movement and preparing a syringe to knock him unconcious. Suddenly, there was an unexpected burst of light, causing the team to stumble backwards.<br/><br/>Able 1:<span style="font-style: italic">What the hell?</span>The flash was blinding, but J.J. knew at once this wasn't a flashbang going off by mistake. The sound was much too muffled, and the flash wasn't the burst of light that signified magnesium hitting oxygenated air. There was little he could do, however. Since the fireteam were using a blitz tactic, they had been caught off guard. The rest of the fireteam would likely be unable to move for a few seconds, or at least fire accurately.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Aaron</span><br/><br/>Another flash. Without a sound, this time. Aaron knew this was the case, because the shockwave accompanying this flash felt different. His ears were still ringing, but he had been bracing his eyes when the flash came, noticing only because it was bright enough to go through his eyelids. His head was swimming, and the world was a blur, but whomever stood above him was no D.U.P. soldier. Aaron didn't have time to think. Despite the complete lack of hearing and only the most rudimentary of vision, he was beginning to retain his balance. He struggled to get up - stumbled one or two times - but once he took a step, thing got clearer. Two more steps away from the soldiers and things stabilized. His eyes began to focus and his ears began working. If the unknown person was a friend, now was his chance to get away. If they wern't, he was finished. But he tried to run, and if he wasn't stopped, he'd attain high speeds within seconds.