AN: Well, back to hunting the supercop for me. For all of you who are my fans, I think I might have a Tekken St. Patrick special. MIGHT have. If not, well...I think someone will make it.
"The Sarge is dead!" thought Lei Wulong.
Bryan Fury has mercilessly killed the Sarge and an entire battalion of SWAT. His weapons were powerful, his technique practised and his killing instincts unsatisfyable. Lei knew that Bryan had a weakness, however.
"Rui," he addressed his coleague. "I think I know how to save the hostages."
"Yeah, how?" asked the distressed detective.
"I will march straight into that building and chalenge Fury..." started Lei but was interupted.
"Yeah, and he will kill you! Don't you see Lei? He is unstoppable. I doubt a nuke could kill that guy." said Rui Fou.
"...and you can access the catwalks of the ventilation system while he is distracted. From there, you can disable his chainguns and CCTVs and perhaps even lead the hostages out through the fire escape." continued Lei.
Rui Fou was left speechless.
"You know... that is so idiotic, it might just work." he breathed. "I might need to get some equipement. Wait here."
Fou has seen his share of underground missions to know what to expect in the catwalks. He would need a flashlight, a silencer for his pistol, a screwdriver and protector glasses.
As he picked up the said items, he reached for his cell. Rui's intuition told him Bryan Fury wanted something more than Lei Wulong, and Rui always trusted his intuition. Detectives always have a gut feeling. Now, he was going to do some research as to who, and what is Bryan Fury.
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Sybil "Stilleto" Ammatti was having a nice nap in her flat in downtown Hong Kong. One of the many benefits of self-employement was the ability to sleep over every day of the week.
Stilleto was a nickname from her days with the Mafia, where she became the most infamous hacker in the world, succsesfuly laundering money for mobsters and dirty politicians alike.
Her long-gone days of crime ended when a rat in the organisation gave the names of all the higher-ups, including her. She did manage to escape to Hong Kong and dissappear, but she saw it as a sign. A sign that crime never pays. A devout Catholic, Stilleto beleived in omens and immediately opened a buisness and severed all her contacts with the mob.
There was only one man who knew of her past, and that man was right now calling her on the phone.
"Figlio di puttana!" she swore as the penetrating sound of the phone cut the air in half, waking her up.
"Hello." she picked up.
"Sybil? That you?" asked a familiar, but troubled voice.
"Rui, sweetie. Isn't it a little early to go on a date?" she asked jokingly.
"Sybil, cut it out. I called you because I needed your help."
"What can I do you for?" she asked.
"Can you get some info from the Interpol database for me?"
"Yo, Rui. YOU are the cop. Why the hell can't YOU get in the Interpol database?"
"I'm in the middle of something here. You might have known if you actualy watched the news."
"Meh... cartoons are soo better. So, who are we gunning for?"
"Bryan Fury. I think he's an ex-cop."
"Bryan Fury? Heh." chuckled Sybil. "Sounds like he came out of a fighting game."
"It's no laughing matter. I need all the info on him that you can find."
"Okay... sheesh. Are all cops this hyperactive?"
"No. And please, there are lives at stake here."
"Yeah, okay." she said as she hung up.
As she neared her treasured computer terminal, she made herself the strongest cup of coffee she could imagine. Hacking the Interpol's database was definitely not the way she liked it in the morning.
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Bryan Fury was monitoring the tower's numerous CCTVs, as he saw a familiar shape tread accross the debris in the lobby. It was a short Chinese man in a pink shirt with a gun holster and a messy hair.
"Lei Wulong." he whispered to himself as he took his trusted Desert Eagle handgun and rushed to the elevator.
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Rui Fou opened a small ventilation hatch in the rear of the building. Although monitored by CCTV cameras, Rui was not seen, as nobody was actualy watching the screens.
"I'm sure I'm gonna regret this." he thought as he slipped in the catwalks.
AN: Man that took a long time to write. Read and Review folks, or else...
