His shift was supposed to have started at eight that night. Which had allowed him to catch the end of the day's Vytal Tournament matchups, the top ticket of the day being the fight between Pyrrha Nikos and Penny Polendina. He had tuned in as he tied his tie, ready to head out the door. Then it happened. One fighter sheared into pieces. Then the alarms. He paused as a silken voiced woman gave a speech, and looked to the closet. His go case was there. He had not been activated, but it felt like he should- The watch on his wrist began to glow through his white shirt. Hal spent a good minute staring at it, before moving into action. Before the connection crashed, he got a partial map of the city and orders. Communications were down. The power flickered and died out. Vale was dark. ----- The only objective he had received had been to protect an evacuation site. Located in a city park, human Atlas troops beckoned civilians there, while the ununiformed Pheonix Agents stood watch. The sound of gunfire was thick in the air. Flares hissed along the ground, lighting a path to a darkened transport. Hal took up a post overlooking a side street, where anything could come- An explosion rocked the park. Followed by screams. As Hal turned around, he saw a nightmare. The transport, full of civilians, had been targeted by parties unknown. A smoking hole dominated one side, but the nightmare had only begun. The flarelit path, full of fleeing and terrified civilians, became caught in a hellish crossfire. The Pheonix Agent charged from cover and into the fray, seeking cover behind a wrecked truck and identifying the attackers: White clad Atlesian androids, interfaces glowing red. Bullets from his Eclipse Rifle sparked off their armor as he engaged, drawing their attention away from the civilians.