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Among the millions of urban legends told in the city of Belder, the most well known tells of a silent sniper working in the shadows of the city. Her silver hair glowing in the night as it contrasted her pitch dark rifle. She was a ghost, nobody knew where she came from, what she was born for, but everyone knew the deadly force behind that rifle. Some say she was an orphan raised for the sole purpose of killing, some say she was a demon summoned by a jealous lover. Unfeeling and stone-faced, she excelled in her profession, which was assassination.
The barrel of the rifle shone dimly against the night. Her lithe frame leaned over the rifle that seemed to look even longer than she was tall. The girl looked through the scope once more, aiming the reticle and monitoring her unfortunate target; a slightly rotund man who was now toasting with his equally rotund partners.
"Infiltration complete." A woman's voice broke the radio's silence.
"I have eyes on the target." she wasted no words as she spoke into the earpiece.
A grunt found itself into the earpiece as well, confirming her suspicions that her teammate wasn't alone.
She passed the time by monitoring her teammate, her green hair and rather big chest catching the eye of every red-blooded man in the room, including the target. Although, that didn't go unnoticed by a sharp eyed man in a suit.
She went by a variety of names, but her favourite was Rena. Gifted in the art of honey trapping, she used her voluptuous body to extract information from men. She could even be classified as one of the trade's best, if you were to believe the numerous rumors that were spread about her.
Raven, one of the exceeding rare men that was able to resist her charms, was undercover as her escorting bodyguard, in position should anything go wrong. He was the oldest of everyone, considering his background in the military.
"Hold up. I'm almost in." a teenager's voice joined the conversation.
Elsword, a teenager like her, was their leader, and he usually filled the spot of being her spotter. However for this mission, their demolitions specialist was not present and he stepped up to fill the gap.
The missing demolition specialist was Chung, a rather blond boy, orphaned when his father had been one of the team's targets. He had been scouted, having shown a knack of explosives,and was now 2 years into the group as an active member. He had taken leave, supposedly having caught the pox from someone.
"Els, stop screwing around. We are running late on the schedule." their commander barked.
Ah, their commander. She was Elsword's older sister. Apparently, leadership ran in the family. Although she was safely tucked away at the stronghold, she was once known as the Perfect Red Knight, in recognition in her blazing red hair and demon-like accuracy with a gun.
She watched as Rena led their target into a rather out of the way room overlooking the balcony. Had she not been 2 kilometres away, she might have been spotted. However, this set up a rather easy sniping opportunity.
"Prepare for the party in T-minus 3 minutes.", the boy replied.
"Understood. Switching to heat optics." She pushed a small button and an additional optic clicked into place on her custom made sniper rifle.
She zoomed in on the man, imagining the man's lustful face at he ogled Rena.
"4...3...2...1… Time!" The power in the building flickered and lost power, immersing it in darkness with a loud boom. Nobody noticed the bullet that penetrated the glass, staining the opposite wall crimson red in blood or the blast from the high powered rifle drowned out by the explosion.
"Neutralisation confirmed. Beginning extraction." Rena spoke out once more.
"Likewise." a gruff voice that could only belong to Raven followed after.
"I suppose I should get lost as well then." Elsword was next to confirm.
Now that her job was done, she released her grip and lifted her finger off the trigger, flicking the safety back on. She knew the trio would have no trouble escaping.
"Good job. Everyone, time to head back for another successful mission party!"
"Acknowledged." The one known only as "The Silver-haired Sniper" packed her rifle into the guitar case, pulled her hoodie on herself and descended the steps, vanishing into the chaos that the blackout brought.
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