Four Horsemen
In the darkness of the night, four people made their way silently around the edge of an encampment of Anti Shinra terrorists. Known only by their code names, Sythe, Cronus, Reaper, and Kali made up the special counter terrorist forces under SOLDIER.
"Ok, there's a lot more of them than our briefing reported." Kali said, keeping her voice quiet. "What's the new plan?"
"Well, you could show them your tits?" Sythe suggested, smirking. Kali rolled her eyes, being the only female on the squad, she was used to those types of remarks.
"Will you shut it Sythe, just cause you've never seen a woman's breasts doesn't mean that she'll show you hers." Reaper said, jokingly.
"Yeah, well..." Sythe began to retort, but stopped when panicked yells and screams started coming from the camp.
"Damn it Cronus!" Reaper cursed. "Don't leave any alive." He said to the other two soldiers, and the three charged the camp where their fourth ally managed to slip off to unnoticed.
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"Where is he?"
"I don't know!"
"In the shadows!"
"that's a cat!"
"I'm behind you."
The last sentence spoken softly was the only one of importance. Panicking, the terrorists began to spin around, but none would complete the rotation. Cronus didn't even think as he dispatched the four men. Clean, quick, just how Shinra had trained him.
"Shoot him!" Came an order from behind him. Cronus lept away just as the spot he had previously stood exploded in a burst of gunfire.
"he's in the trees!" Another foe screamed, shooting wildly into the air. Cronus lept from the tree, landing with both feet square on the man's shoulders. The man next to him tried to adjust the aim of his rifle, but Cronus grabbed the barrel, forcing it away. Then, swiftly, he drew the man's own sidearm, jabbed it under his chin, and fired. Blood splattered as the top of the man's head blew off. The three remaining enemies stared at Cronus, horrified at the sight as their allies blood rained down on him. They didn't even stand a chance when the other three members of the SOLDIER squad nicknamed "The Four Horsemen" lept upon them from behind. Once their lives ceased to be, an eerie silence settled over the camp. Reaper quickly stood up, and walked over to Cronus. Upon reaching him, he quickly grabbed him by the neck, and slammed him down to the ground. Climbing on top of him, Reaper threw a fist into his face.
"Get off me!" Cronus demanded, kicking the eldest member of the squad off of him. They both quickly jumped to their feet, and prepared to go at it again.
"Hey! Calm the fuck down." Kali said, as her and Sythe got in between them.
"She's right, knock it off."
Reaper ignored them, as he angrily pointed at Cronus. "When you break protocol, people can die Cronus."
"Cool it you antique, mission success, no casualties." Cronus said, shoving Reaper's age in his face. It wasn't that he was old, but being in his late thirties made him a veteran in their business.
"You're not listening to me damn it. You could of got one, if not all, of us killed."
"Whatever, mission complete, I'm going back to base." Cronus said, walking off into the night.