Kim arrived to the factory and saw police cars surrounding all of the entrances. Snipers could be seen parked a distance. The chief of police was standing about 100 feet from the main entrance and was holding a phone. Kim swiftly moved to the chief to get a briefing of the situation. Inside, she was a little overwhelmed. Seeing such commotion during her missions was definitely a new occurrence. Normally she was fully capable of handling it herself, on her own.

"Officer, what's sitch?" Kim asked the chief. The officer set down the phone.

"Well, he broke into the factory approximately 10 minutes ago and has taken employer hostages." The chief responded.

"What are his demands?" Kim asked.

"That's the tricky situation. He doesn't have any, but he said he will kill the hostages if we make any moves. And he wasn't joking" He said, pointing to a window in the factory. Kim gasped at the sight. In the window, a dead man could clearly be seen placed against the window, with eyes open, looking right at the spot Kim and the chief were standing. "He was the manager. Do you think you can get this guy?" The chief asked.

"Yes," Kim said, determined. She quickly then walked back to her car and drove it out of sight of the factory. When she was out of view, she flew the car high into the air and above the factory. From the car, she then parachuted onto the roof of the factory, landing softly and undetected. She quickly crawled into the shadows and found her way into the air ducts. Masterfully, she squeezed her small body in and crawled through them until she arrived above a bathroom. She pulled out her kimmunicator.

"Hey Wade, do you know where he's holding the hostages?" She asked.

"Well, it seems that he is holding them in the assembly line, on the first floor. If you drop through the bathroom and exit, you will be on the second floor, from that vantage point, you will be able to look down to see them, and, unless he is looking up, he won't see you."

"Thanks Wade." Kim said. She pulled out her laser lipstick and cut a hole in the air ducts. She caught the piece of metal she cut before it hit the ground to prevent the loud clang of it hitting the ground. Then, with poise, she jumped down and landed on her feet like a cat. She made her way to the door and silently opened it, stepping onto the second floor. From the second floor, the first floor was open and Kim could see down. The man, who seemed to be the criminal stood facing the front door. He had black hair which had been combed back and was wearing a sharp black suit. The man was holding a small automatic weapon. Kim used her grapple hook and tied it to the railing. Her plan was simple. As the man wasn't looking, she would swing down, knocking him over and disarming him. This would allow her to take him down and free the hostages. She set her footing and swung, holding her hair dryer. As she got closer to the target her speed picked up. She extended her legs as she got closer to contact. You're done, she thought. But as soon as she thought she was going to crack his skull, with surprising diligence, the man stepped to the side, completely evading Kim. Kim, not expecting this braced for the ground and tumbled onto her feet making eye contact with the tall white man. His body build was uncannily familiar but Kim could not recognize it.

"Haha, you have finally arrived.A little slower than I expected," the man spoke with a smirk.

"What do you want with these hostages?" Kim asked.

"Oh, I wanted you," he replied and dropped his gun. Upon dropping his weapon, Kim saw the opportunity. She pulled out her non lethal decapacitating ray gun, but before she could fire, the man threw a sharp object at her hand. The object cut her skin and forced the gun out of her hand.

"Oh dear, it won't be that easy. No, no gimmicks." He then steadied himself into a martial stance.

"Fine, I prefer it this way anyways." And Kim leaped into the air ready to strike. The man smiled and skillfully stepped from her attack. He then applied a little pressure to her momentum, sending her flying into a conveyor belt.

"Come on, you are better than that," the man said flatly. Kim got up, slightly frustrated and commenced attacking the man. She rained flurries of kicks and punches that would have taken down any of her previous foes. But this man effortlessly blocked and evaded all of her attacks. After minutes of this futility Kim rolled back and caught her breath. "Now, what is wrong with you?" the man asked. "You are doing it all wrong. You're slow, weak, and most of all, predictable. I expected more." Kim became more frustrated. And once again began attacking. This time, the man struck back. When Kim threw her first kick, the man quickly caught it and flipped Kim onto her stomach. She gasped in surprise. The man chuckled.

"Who are you?" Kim asked frustrated.

"Really? Come on now, you should know this by now, you have been trying to figure that out all day." Kim looked at him with shock.

"You're the unknown criminal," she said.

"Yes, and now I am known. My name is Victor," the man introduced. Kim gasped upon hearing the name.

"The rogue agent," She commented

"Correct Kimberly." Victor answered

"How'd you know I was looking for you?"

"Because I did, now get up and fight." Kim sprung up and fought as she was directed. "No, no, no," the man said, seemingly frustrated, as he blocked each of her attacks. "You are doing it all wrong. something must be wrong." He then got a punch into Kim's stomach. Kim grimaced in pain. "Yes, something must be wrong."

"Nothing is wrong!" Kim stated as she attacked again. Once again, the attack was deflected.

"Oh yes, something is definitely wrong,because you are off. maybe you're sick." He said and shot a punch, Kim ducked out. "Or maybe you didn't get enough sleep," as he kicked up. Kim barely avoided the shot. She stood back huffing and puffing. "No, not that either. No, you got in fight." The man's smile grew wider and Kim got angrier.

"What are you talking about?!" about she said and tried a fruitless attack.

"You know exactly what I' am talking about, you and your companion got in a fight and you cannot focus." Kim looked at Victor in surprise and anger.

"How did you know that?" she asked as she kicked at him.

"Because I know everything," he responded as he blocked her kick, then he spontaneously sent a punch into Kim's face with so much force that she fell to the ground. She smell feel blood dripping from her nostrils as she looked at the Victor. Victor's gun, which he had earlier let go, laid next to her head. "I know everything, that is about you." He then kicked her in the stomach and stepped on her head, as he leaned over to pick up his gun. "You are kind, nice, and humble, yet you are amazing. You are the hope, justice, and everything good in the world." Victor pointed the gun to Kim's head.

"Kill me then," Kim said, closing her eyes. Victor smiled, then laughed.

"Kill you? haha, you are 'all that' then aren't you? No, that would be foolish. I would not go through all this effort finding you learning about you, and figuring out your ways for your whole life, simply to kill you upon first meeting, that would be foolish." Kim opened her eyes. And looked at Victor. His foot was still on her head. He then went down and grabbed Kim by the hair and pulled her up, facing the hostages. Kim grabbed his hand and tried a joint lock, but Victor anticipated it. Twisting out of her grip, he let go of hair and easily put Kim in a choke hold before she could escape. Kim thrashed but he began restricting her windpipe. Kim tried turning her head towards the chin but Victor readjusted, until she was completely compromised.

"Kimberly, it looks like you cannot do anything, then doesn't it?" Victor teased. "Now watch your failure." Victor then pointed his gun and shot the first hostage.

"No!" Kim exclaimed.

"Yes," Victor responded. "His name was Chuck, and had been working here for thirty years. Tomorrow he was going to retire and live the rest of his life with his wife, great guy." Victor then moved the gun to the next hostage. Kim closed her eyes and tears began to well up.

"Oh Kimmie, so you are going to turn a blind eye? Just because you don't see it, doesn't mean it didn't happen." The shot went off. Kim opened her eyes. It was a young lady. "Her name was Samantha, she works her as much as she can because she is an only mother with three triplets. The father left her when he found out they were having triplets. Her kids are all in elementary school, cute little lads." The tears continued to stream.

"P-p-please stop," Kim begged softly. Her voice choked up.

"Oh, its okay, only one more, the rest, well we won't get to, the SWAT team will be hear soon, as they have probably heard the gunshots." Then the gun went off and a young man fell to his death. "Oh, and you don't even have to be sad about him, he was a young man, with no family, friends, or commitments. Also, I hear he was a shitty guy overall." Kim couldn't speak or move, as she helplessly watched. "Now, Kimmie, lets go," and with this, Victor hoisted Kim onto her shoulders and ran up the stairs onto the roof. She kicked and thrashed but it was to no evail. Kim heard the front door bust and saw the SWAT team come in. Victor pulled out a grenade and tossed it at the SWAT team. They all took cover, as the grenade exploded. Victor continued running up to the next floor and eventually made it to the roof, their, helicopters were patrolling the area. Agents had landed on the roof. Victor put Kim down. She laid there, thinking of someway to escape. Victor then, without warning, took out a sharp object and pierced Kim's legs. The sharp object sent a painful electric current up her legs and Kim lost complete feeling. She was horrified. "Don't worry, its only temporary," Victor informed as got up and left Kim there, helpless. Without the weight of Kim on his shoulders, Victor effectively was able to lurk around and take out the officers on by one. The helicopters began to rain down bullets, but none of them hit Victor. He quickly came back to Kim, picked her up, and ran to the corner of the roof. Then, out of nowhere, Kim's own car floated down to the roof, right in front of them. "Perfect," Victor said. He then threw Kim in the back seat and flew away. The helicopter made a chase, but it was useless as Kim's flying feature had been overpowered by her brothers. Victor had gotten away, and Kim was stuck, helplessly in the backseat. There, she curled up in a ball, and began crying. Victor looked back through the rear view mirror and smiled.