Loonatics Unleashed
Le Renard Rouge II: Rogue Agent
Chapter 2: Back in Black (Part 2)
Isabella was taking her victory against me humbly, "HA HA HA HA HA! Finally! You will see that I am the superior one, and you, my thorn, will watch as I turn all that you love and protect into ashes!" Isabella's eyes warmed as she looked at me, "I do hope you are comfortable, my little foxy friend, as you watch the end of Acmetropolis," she purred.
As she was celebrating, I was planning on stopping the missile and making my escape. I could see the 'shutdown' button on the control panel, "You know, for all the trouble you are worth, I do enjoy our little...get togethers, I wish I had more with your kind of skills, you are a very graceful diver," it's true that there's a bit of softness behind her insanity.
"I thought a splash would alert someone," said Issy
A soldier answered, "I thought it was a fish,"
"Shut up, no one asked you!" Issy snapped,
Hidden in my sleeve was a black Spartan Blades 'Les George' V-14 dagger. I was buying my time. I used my hands bound behind the column to cut at the ties. The countdown was nearing thirty seconds, which made it to fifteen as I cut the ties around my wrists, "I am terribly sorry, but I must cut the party short," I said freeing myself from my binds.
"You lied to me!" Isabella blasted, pointing at me,
"Not exactly, I was unarmed when you caught me,"
"Why do I even bother with these imbeciles? Anyway...soldiers, seize her!" Isabella commanded, the modern nazis surrounded me on all sides armed with G36K assault rifles. I maybe armed, but I got to stop the missile before I teach these men to tango. It's a risk, but that's life. I threw my dagger at the control panel, and hit the mark on the button.
"Shut down activated," said a computerized voice,
"You may have stopped my weapon, but you are not escaping this compound alive," Isabella smirked, folding her arms in front of her chest. One thing one must know about us spies, we are always armed. A firearm or a knife is not the only weapons we possess. As the first rifle was aimed at my head, I sprang into action with a spin to get in his guard.
With a fist and backhand punch to his face, I flipped him over my shoulder to the steel floor. Two more attacked me, firing off a few rounds. With a 'hup!', I used their helmets like a pommel horse, I did a back handspring kick to the chin of another soldier, putting him on his back, and slammed the heads of the other two together as I came back down.
"IT'S ONE FOX! SKIN HER, YOU MORONS!" Issy blasted,
I dodged more bullets from another one, and struck the inside of the elbow and gave him a backfist to the temple combined with a knee to the beak. The compound was filled the echoes of beaten men, squirming on the steel floor. I cannot take a life. I refuse to take a life. I will save that for only one. Isabella almost hit me with a shot from her Luger.
"When I said you stopped my weapon...I lied," Isabella purred a sinister purr as she held up a remote detonator. I was not phased, and slowly grinned looking up at her. As she pressed the button, nothing happened. Issy tapped it in the side with her hand, "confounded thing," she snarled, and tapped it against the railing, "okay, little fox, start talking,"
"This is not me, this is all you," I replied, smirking,
The detonator has the same software as the computer control panel. Cut off the head of the snake, as one can say. She crushed the detonator in her hand realizing her folly, and put her hands up while dropping her firearm, "I despise you," she snarled as I walked up to her. A small smirk still on my muzzle as I stood before her with my hands on my hips
"You love me," I replied with a light chuckle, kicking away the firearm with a light kick of the side of my foot off the railing, "ta ta," I said as my parting words with little twinkle fingers as an extra goodbye, and made my way to the exit. An old song once said 'beware of pretty faces that you find, a pretty face can hide an evil mind'. That describes Issy.
"Wait!" said Isabella, "I was told to relay you a message,"
I stopped, and turned to look back at her over my shoulder, raising an eyebrow. I was intrigued. Usually on a mission there is a pattern. Baddie threatens to blow or destroy the city, I come in, knock some heads around, stop the evil machine or device, and make my leave mission accomplished. Some times there are developments, "Really, Issy? Do tell"
There was something in Isabella's eyes that I thought I would ever see other than her pride, fear. There was someone, or something, out there that make can scare her. This coming from a baddie with mecha-panzers and trained soldiers that I best on every mission involving them. She looked up at me from her knees, and shifting her eyes around.
"You cannot kill what is already dead," Isabella recited to me,
I saw the glint of a barrel looking to dispatch Ol' Issy, "Get down!" I said, tackling her just in time. A bullet whizzed by, and almost hit her in the back of the head. I saw a figure then pull out a 9mm pistol, and began shooting at me. I used my leaped away to evade the bullets, and gave chase to the figure. By the time I got up to the surface, it was gone