Careful or your gonna get axed a question.

Art by  MirraMortas

My lucario belongs to me
Lucario and Pokemon belong to Nintendo and GameFreak
TheDivsion and the Hunters belong to Tom Clancy and Ubisoft/Massive entertainment.

Terrible story to go with it below. but it sounded fun to do. >w< I'll probably just delete this later.
Ragged and tired as you climb to the top of the parking garage. Your clothing and tactical gear wet and heavy from the blizzard you had to trudge through to reach this point. Your so close to getting out of this city with the anti virals, only a flare and few minutes stand between you and the extraction chopper. Pointing the flare gun straight up. You squeeze the trigger. A quick bang sending the red flare high into the snowy sky. Dropping the flare gun and sighing in relief as snow falls around you. You check your watch quickly, its orange ringed watch face displays a holographic image, showing a message from the pilot. He's on his way and will be there in three minutes. The momentary rest is interrupted by a wave of static washing over your glasses heads up display. The screens before your eyes glitch and distort as you squint. Static grinds in your ears as you are barely able to make out your AI ISAC warning of a unknown hostiles. Multiple long howls sends chills through your body as you clutch your firearm tighter. Several loud pops and hisses has you turning to face a broad cloud of smoke as several figures step from the wisps of smoke. Three stand before you armored in black tactical gear. The middle one steps forward as glowing blue axe materializes in his hand. Yours eyes go wide as you gaze at numerous watches much like yours that blink faintly while they dangle from each of the armored figures tactical vests. With a loud bark the middle figure starts to run at you, glowing axe ready to cleave at you. Instinct taking over as you raise your firearm. This will be your final test.