Here we are. I have a plan moving forward and this my second update for this story in the past ten days. I'm doing alright.
Alright, chapter warning: Threating of genitalia. I'll give you a guess on who does it.
This isn't over, not yet. I plan on intersecting with Canon in multiple ways and I can hopefully expand on stuff that the game and anime have not. They will come into play later.
Enjoy. Remember:
"Speaking"
Personal Thoughts
{Brain Talk}
"Sign Language"
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Back in Suoh, a certain white-haired OSF agent was traveling down the road. Her sister was next to her, walking in comfortable silence. Even after dealing with that Major Other, she still was confused—and admittedly a little creeped out—that she received another message with no sender.
Congrats on your first assignment. This message was delayed for six hours after the fact. Not to mention the news articles congratulating you, so I would have sent one anyway. Now, spend time with your platoon, Kasane. No reply you send will be seen by me. Feel free to curse me out.
-H
It was a clue as to who he was, this Banshee. The new recruit finally heard her name being called, "Kasane? Are you alright? I've been calling your name for a few minutes now."
Naomi's concerned blue eyes met Kasane's wide red eyes, "I'm sorry, Nee-chan, it's just-"
"Is it because of them? You're still thinking about him?" Naomi asked with a smile. Walking by a small cafe, the elder sister pulled the younger sister in and sat them down.
"Naomi, you don't need to worry about me, I only just received a message from him saying congrats," Kasane said, her tone sounded no different from how she normally talks but Naomi picked up the slight embarrassment.
The blonde giggled, "Well, I think it's adorable that he sent you a message, maybe he likes you."
Is that even possible? Naomi is the one who people usually chase after because of her kind nature, and then there's Yuito. I still have to run a background check on him. "Impossible."
"Aww come on, Kasane, I think it's cute that my younger sister is getting an admirer. That means if something ever happens, they can watch over you," Naomi said.
But I don't want anyone else to watch over me, Nee-chan. "Please don't say things like that."
The blonde just smiled, but this one wasn't a full smile, "I can't sugarcoat this, Kasane. The OSF is full of risks and we need to be prepared to take on every one of them." She decides to shift the topic before she could respond. "So, it's this Banshee?"
Flashes of her being pushed against the wall from their encounter came to mind. Strong, unyielding navy eyes staring back at her, in almost amusement before they hardened to what she expected to be as a veteran of the OSF. Those eyes have seen the fogs of war. She liked having that stare on her. Did it make her feel important or something else? A small dusting of color rose to her cheeks, and with Kasane's pale complexion, it was noticeable.
"Aww, you're blushing!" Kasane chose not to respond. "I think this is one of those few times where you're acting your own age, Kasane. It's my job as the older sister to protect you. I want to really meet this guy who's got you like this."
"Nee-chan! Technically, we met him already," Kasane covered her face with her hands. If Shiden saw this, he'd question if the girl he fought with was really Kasane. Uncovering her face, the blush has mostly dissipated, "Plus, the chances of meeting him again are slim. The fact that they wear white, unlike the rest of the OSF, is certainly strange."
"Careful what you chose to speak about, Kasane," a motherly voice responded to her left.
Looking up, ""Major Kyoka!""
The woman known as Kyoka Eden was close by. She was out early this morning, "I know you're curious about them but it is best if you let that go. Who and what they are is classified information and that's the extent of what I can tell you, girls. Should they tell you, then it's on you to not repeat it."
"You know who they are?" Kasane asked before Naomi could stop her.
Kyoka nodded, "I do, as it comes with being as high up in the OSF as I am. We are aware of things even if we don't want to be."
Kasane opened her messages again, looking at the recent one, "Then why am I getting messages from no sender?"
Kyoka looked over, with permission, "Hmm, he seems to have taken a liking to you. He hasn't done that in forever, and here I thought she would be all over him." He never really did reach out.
This information made both Randall girls raise their eyebrows, Naomi's in interest and Kasane's in disbelief. Yet, in her chest, she felt a burning emotion. Why do I feel this way? What are you doing to me? I have to focus on Naomi.
Both Kyoka and Naomi looked at Kasane clutching her chest—the girl herself didn't notice—being lost in thought. While she wasn't paying attention, Kyoka leaned over, "Has she expressed something like this before?"
"Never, and Kasane only opens up to me, and because she's my sister, I have to see if this guy is right for her," Naomi said knowing it was a lofty goal. It was a stance that Naomi wasn't going to give up on. She also...wanted to talk to Yuito again.
A giggle, "I wish you luck then. As for us, we're on standby until further notice, so you can train or go on suppression missions at your leisure, and remember, you can't refuse deployment orders. Haruka will inform you both. Be safe!" With that, Kyoka stood and headed off to HQ.
Kasane still was lost in thought even as Naomi made her walk down Vision City's main road. The thing was, the younger sibling hasn't taken her hand off her chest. Then, her eyes widened as she came to a revelation. Upon being questioned, she stuttered and told Naomi—begged her—to not bring it up. Kasane didn't fully understand it herself and she almost didn't want to understand.
Naomi was so going to use this for as long as she's able to. It was pretty nice to see a different side to her sister.
Their discussion took over three hours. That three hours was well spent. They managed to map out the entire town and possible locations of their target. They all needed to focus.
"The pyros are most likely the guards. What's worse is that since we now know that her brother is in play. Do you think he's in on it?" Ryo asked.
{I don't know, and I really hope not. I don't want to kill my family…but I will if it means he's too far gone into this mess,} Miya's voice came through. No one missed the small shake in her voice, basically declaring to shed her own blood if the mission came down to it.
Kohana easily interjected, {You know one of us can-}
{No!} she shouted. {I have to do it.}
The five still in the room shared a look. They each looked to Shiro to see what his opinion was. They've each formed one, but it is ultimately up to him what happens. Now unless he says 'Go nuts' then they follow his orders to the letter.
Kill quickly and quietly? Done.
Kill only the target and make it look natural? Done. In some cases, this isn't possible.
Leave no witnesses? Double Done.
It mattered not, every one of the Platoon has blood on their hands. Yes…even Seki. Thankfully, it's only the one time.
The leader leaned against the couch, "That matters not, Miya. You follow orders, and if I decide to not allow you to approach him, then that's final, understood?" Speaking aloud works just as well in a Brain Talk if he was concentrating on the Talk itself.
{Yes, sir.} she responded curtly, irritation coating the words.
"Though, if he approaches you and we confirm he is a part of it, then I see no problem if you have the opportunity," Shiro said. Hiroki rolled his eyes, getting a look from the former.
Relief coated her tone. Kohana did say that her shoulders dropped to the floor at this, {Thank you.}
"Don't thank me yet, we still need some more information on our targets. I believe that two of your brother's guards are them. Then again, the information didn't provide names but that's the fun part. We get to do anything to get that information," Shiro said.
A maddening cackle resounded through the Brain Talk. Hiroki sighed silently. He already knew who it was and what she planned on doing. {Okay~!} Hiroki prayed for the poor sap that got caught in her clutches. Which usually meant himself but, in this case, it was not.
"Did Kohana-chan forget to take her medicine?" Seki asked with a finger on her chin, her 'super serious' thinking face on.
A few chuckles escaped and the group 'misheard' the offended sound that Kohana made. {So, we're scouting at this point? What if we have a prime time to move in on our targets?}
"Then take them, the opportunity won't last forever. Sharpen your knives, everyone," he grinned. "Operation Babydog has begun."
Silence. Not a single person spoke. Not a single person moved. Shiro still had a grin on his face, but even he was holding back a snicker. The subtle biting of his lip was the only indicator.
Everyone immediately broke into a fit of laughs and giggles. Even Miya let out a breathy laugh. Ryo was slapping his knee. Yori was the first to crack and started cackling.
"Where do you get these names?" Hiroki inquired, his chest heaving to hold back the chuckles that wanted to escape. To be clear, this wasn't the first time that Shiro named an operation something so fucking stupid that it got everyone to laugh. The fact he said it in such a serious tone made it even funnier. The last time they got to laugh this much is when they took down a Major Other hiding in South Mizuhagawa's restrictive zone and he called it Flailing Otter...and the Other proved to be flailing alright.
Even if the name wasn't funny it was just the serious undertone to the whole thing and then that comes out of his mouth.
"Some generators but I have come up with my own. This was one of them," he replied with a wave of his hand.
"Nii-sama! You haven't been in those again, have you?" Seki asked with a serious pout on her face.
"Sorry, imōto, but I have been. They were just too good to pass up!" He said with his hands on his hips, completely unapologetic.
Hiroki looked at the scene with a fondness of a father scolding a daughter for something inconsequential. At that moment, he felt a spike in his mind. He passed it off as the strain of his power. He had been using it to sound out other people, so it's probably just over-usage.
What he missed was the veiled concerned glances from Shiro, Ryo, and Yori.
Once their scouting began, Kohana had a plan. It was genius. She knew that some of the targets were men or women who swing that way, and Kohana is pretty attractive with her alluring looks.
She acts trashy with her flirting because she knows no one will rise to it, even if Hirochi was looking at her in that skirt. This time, she changed out of that and into a sleek green dress that just covered past her bottom around her mid-thigh. What was even better, she had stockings that covered the rest of her. Paired with elegant earrings and a couple of rings, she looked like a noble's daughter. In a beach town like Luton, Kohana looked like a diamond in the rough. There was the hook.
She also kept a few weapons under her belt, sleek, and almost form-fitting. Easily some of the best weapons that Kohana has ever seen.
Miya was against this plan in case it went wrong. A valid concern, but Kohana is no stranger to danger. She is the danger. In missions past, when it came to info gathering via seduction, Kohana was the number one choice. People are that horny, and it's hard not to be when Kohana is quite the looker. She knew how to get under a target's skin, get them to reveal things that they normally wouldn't, all without being intrusive. Sure it sounds like conjecture, but she verifies the information over and over before making any moves.
One might be wondering why she's dressed up like this, and that's because there's a celebration tonight. A Masquerade party. The setting? Imamura Manor. That was another shock. Then again, it makes sense.
It was planned for a while before the Platoon showed up. It made for a great opportunity to get close to their targets, this rogue OSF squad. The six targets are here and they will be dealt with.
Miya wasn't attending because of the way she stuck out; she always did have a more 'operative' aura about her. That and if she got recognized, then the entire operation was up in smoke.
Back to the shadow jumper, her mask was ornate with decorative flowers. If there were any florists around, they would be able to identify the poisonous flowers that adored the mask. All sweet and enticing, but deadly in her own right.
Shiro Platoon was aware that this could also be a trap. They assume that they never have an advantage in case they ever get surprised. It's saved them more than once. The last time they were caught unprepared, it almost cost Ryo his life. That was a long time ago.
In the here and now, Kohana's date should be arriving soon. That came in the form of Yori. The silent charger cleans up nice when he wants to. In contrast to Kohana's green-based attire, he wore a white suit with a green tie that matched her dress. The shadow jumper had to admit, he cleaned up real well. If she was anyone else, she'd be trying to see if she could go a few rounds. The mask he wore was white with shiny gold lightning bolts. Behind them were thunder clouds.
"Ready, hubby dearest?"
Yori grinned, excited at the charge in the air, his own mask a contrast to him as well. "But of course, allow me to lead the way." He extended his arm and Kohana looped it in naturally like it belonged there.
One might ask how this happened. Perfect idea. Let's break it down.
This ball was actually the hype of the small town Luton. A beach town has had a party every year since its founding over eight hundred or so years ago; if the legends are to be believed. This party was called Starlight Festival. Cliché name aside, it worked as every year, one could see the stars through the Extinction Belt. Some also say that proposing to the one you love is a token of fortune.
Anyway, the best place to scout was this party. So, Kohana suggested getting in character with it all. Unsurprisingly, Miya was against it. Everyone else thought it was perfect. Being outvoted, she begrudgingly changed sides. She would not be in a dress, but close enough to watch for shady characters. The irony was not lost on her either.
That led to a chain of events that included getting outfits on such short notice, that being five days ago. Luck must have been on their side because each one of them got a suit or dress. Seki, of course, was the most excited at being able to look normal. Shiro winced at the comment. No one saw it…that didn't mean Hiroki or Yori didn't feel it. They left it alone.
Sneaking in wasn't a problem, since it was available for anyone. It sounded suspicious, but after asking a tourist-type question, it was told that it was because they wanted to accept everyone in the world, due to Others.
Moving onto the present.
As for the rest of the platoon, they were already inside. Every one of them was dressed for the occasion, even little Seki. Her cute stature did draw a few eyes, but her glare dissuaded any troublemakers. Many questioned why a child was here, but upon seeing the imposing figure of Hiroki standing with his hand in hers, no one questioned it...because they were questioning him. At least until she spoke, "Onii-san, let's go to the table, I heard they have sweets!"
Most thought, aww, how sweet of him to take care of his younger sister.
What they didn't understand was that she was older than him. By a few years at least but she insisted on being called imōto, mostly because she knew what the feeling of a younger sibling can do to everyone's moods.
Hiroki smiled at Seki, she still is such a child at heart. The reminder that she had her childhood taken away by the OSF was not lost on him. Holding back the frown that bubbled to the surface, he walked forward with her dragging him. His own suit matched his hair subtly and his tie was jet black.
Shiro and Ryo were pretending to be a couple, much to Ryo's hidden joy. Shiro already knew what Ryo thought of him. He never minded and told him the rule. It would never go well. Using Brain Talk, {How is it, Lilly?}
The girl in question responded, {Nothing yet except that I have been enjoying myself. Did you know Battery knows how to dance?}
{I've had time,} was his only response. {I have nothing pertinent to report.} Curt, as usual. The guy really doesn't like to speak. Sometimes, he just shuts up for months on end. Brain Talks included, by the way.
Big Brother cast another glance over the whole party, looking for any sort of clue. {Banshee, how about you? Taking care of Echo?}
{Echo is just fine, she's enjoying the sweets, which I confirmed aren't poisoned, reminds me of that one chef out in Jansai, she made a fantastic cake,} Banshee said, cutting to the chase soon after, {I've been trying to sound out people, but with the crowd, it is difficult. I did hear a few people briefly on the balcony above us and I'm not positive about that.}
{Give me your best guess,} Big Brother said.
{70-30, but with 20 of that 30 in maybe,} Hiroki replied, and if anyone saw him, his lips would have twitched into a mischievous grin.
Hard Place entered the conversation, the only one not at the party, and the only one dressed in her combat attire. Her palms were crackling with her power. If anyone noticed a small drop in temperature, they didn't comment. {That must be my brother and our targets.}
{I wouldn't go that far,} Banshee commented. {Don't get me wrong, it is your brother, but it looks like he's talking to some businessman...wait…}
Each member waited in anticipation for his next words. They were scattered across the room, so not everyone had the same angle as Banshee. Echo certainly didn't, not with her height. {Well...we're waiting.}
{Miya, your entire family is up there. Brother, sister, and younger brother. Acting like Lords and Lady. The worst part of it is that they left an open spot, just wide enough for you.}
This was only the beginning of an interesting night.
Shiro managed to get a glimpse of Chikao and Ruqa, wearing matching masks, as was Jori. He also noticed the similarities that Ruqa has with Miya. They both were lean and both had toned bodies. Now, he wasn't blind. He knew Miya was an absolute bombshell, and would definitely be any submissive man's dream with the way she talked down to people and still looked impassive. The fact of the matter is that Ruqa looked exactly the same, {Are you sure she isn't your twin sister?}
{Positive, she's...worse than me on a good day,} Hard Place admitted.
Echo chimed in, {And even then, Miya-san, you still care for us, as we do you.} See? How can anyone not like Seki when she says things like that. That was something else, The Wisps always had each others' backs, no matter the situation.
Lilly and Battery were still keeping an eye on everything, {They seem to be searching for something, or someone. Battery, any changes?} Lilly asked.
{None, if they are trying to pick targets, then they are doing a great job of hiding their intent and stares. Must be the assassin technique, or they have taken some classes.}
{It's not out of the question,} Rocky said, maneuvering to the table with wine glasses. Looking at a brand new bottle, he checked the seal, making sure that it couldn't be poisoned. There was a technique that could be applied to a bottle like this to allow a small poison to be slipped in. Ryo found none popped the cork with a small exertion of effort. The cork bounced comically off the lower section of the balcony and he caught it with ease. No one seemed to notice. {Smooth, Ryo, smooth,} Kohana said, withholding a giggle.
Hiroki took one more glance around, {Miya, I know you're outside on the roof, stay back. If they see you, then the mission is compromised.}
{I won't be spotted...I just want to see how they've changed,} Miya admitted. There was longing in her tone, which was understandable, but not the time for it.
A private message came to Hiroki from Seki, [Onii-san, I have gotten the names of our targets. They are sloppy, they left their frequency open, so I am intercepting their messages. I'll be relaying it over the Brain Talk. Get them to be quiet. This is taking a lot of concentration.]
{Everyone quiet, Echo has some important information. Sit down, shut up, and listen. She intercepted their frequency, don't ask how, and be ready,} Banshee said while his face remained impassive under the mask. Masquerades were quite enjoyable when he doesn't have to speak.
Shiro grinned from his spot, once Ryo returned to his side with a wine glass, "He would make a good leader, wouldn't he?"
Ryo, to his credit, hid his surprise, "What makes you think that? Hiroki would never have anyone else as a leader." Shiro just shrugged, grin still in place, as he took a sip of his wine. Ryo knew that there was no convincing his platoon leader. Sometimes he wonders how much of an effect Hiroki has on Shiro's life. The secret that they carry is one that may never see the light of day. However, fate has a great way of telling you to shove it up your ass.
Hmm, a classic 1938 Chateau Montrose, Saint-Estephe, France. The Imamura Family have good taste. Not many of these left, pulling out the big guns means they are doing a send-off.
{I'm telling you, Bryan, the targets are here. We just don't know who they are. The fact that this is a Masquerade party makes it even worse,} a throaty voice said.
The one who responded was presumably Bryan, {It doesn't matter. Having lured them here was a part of the plan. What we didn't expect was the fact that this team was black ops. They don't exist in any database, and only by word-of-mouth do their tales travel. Hell, we don't know what they look like.}
{Shut the fuck up and focus, Bryan,} a third voice came through the Talk, {Just focus on finding the Imamura woman, she has to be here. Our benefactor told us that she was coming here and her ID was pinged at the gate. Camila, where are we on our secondary objective?}
A woman's voice came through, sounding slightly uninterested but carrying enough drive to sound convincing, {All prepped and ready to go, and the guests seem to be enjoying themselves.}
{Hey, did you just see that guy pop a cork and then catch it? Pretty fuckling slick. No one even noticed...I mean, except me,} a new voice said, also female, {Can I burn him?} A pyro…
A disgruntled sigh came through, {No, Kim, you cannot roast someone alive.}
{But Lev gets to do that!}
{Only when we confirm who the target is, right now, we're working with nothing,} a suave voice spoke.
{Did you see that chick in the green dress? She's fucking stacked! Gods, what I would do for a round in the sack with her. Gorgeous hips, a firm ass, and that smile…}
{Keep your perversions to yourself, Bryan,}
The group looked around and noticed the three Imamuras standing on the balcony, matching masks, and three different expressions. {Duke, go and inform the youngest one that everything is fine and we'll update him if something comes up.} That was Lev, his accent distinct in comparison to the rest.
{Sure thing Boss,} Duke said. He was on the bottom floor and quietly slipped away up the stairs to the second floor. He was in view of the whole party, so nothing could happen
The sixth member, the operator, spoke up, {I've got small movement on the roof. Kim, go check it out.}
{Sure thing, I won't burn them too bad!} Accompanied by a demented smile, she slipped out of the room, unaware of who decided to tail her.
"Sir, reporting in." He saluted Jori and gave a small glance to the elder siblings. Jori inclined his head, never taking his eyes off the crowd, "no sign of her yet, but we will update you if we get any trace of her."
"How can you believe that she is still alive? I mean, you saw the absolute mess that was her room," Ruqa said, completely uninterested in her younger sister's death. Chikao scoffed and dismissed his second younger sister almost entirely. She never conformed to the lifestyle, wanting to be 'free' and 'explore the world and join the OSF.'
"If she died, then it better have been where no one could identify her," Chikao then said, making Jori grip the balcony harder, whereas the two elder siblings were unaware of the building rage of the younger sibling.
Duke turned to his side, {Any updates, Zeke?}
Their operator, Zeke, replied, {Nothing yet…wait, who ar-AHH!}
The connection was cut, then someone started screaming as the Other alarm went off.
{Hard Place, leave now, that's an order,} Big Brother said. {Lilly, Banshee, do you have an appropriate lock on their operator? Don't kill, incapacitate. We need confirmation on our information, if these guys know something that could jeopardize us or the OSF, then that's game. Stopping them from harming one of our own is a bonus.}
Banshee grinned while taking a sip of water, {Just say the word. They decided to bring them here in both of our sights.}
Lilly just cackled into Battery's shoulder. He felt a pleasurable change in the air, the effect amplified because the source was touching him.
Echo felt loopy from hijacking the frequency, swaying on her feet, leaning on Banshee. So that was when Rocky swooped in and carried the now sleepy girl away. A small, unnoticeable nod was shared between them. They would defend Seki first. She may be older than most of the platoon but it was their more developed instincts to protect the child. She's just a little bean.
{Go nuts, and remember information first, kill second.}
With that, Lilly jumped into the shadows at her feet and ended up on the third floor, where most rooms were hidden from sight. Banshee used SAS to then use Lilly's power to follow. The two often pair together for this type of takedown anyway. He hid the connections well, having slipped into a small hallway, and jumped in.
The poor bastard they ran into was on multiple screens before they spoke, "Wait…who ar-"
{Cover your ears, or stay in my shadow,} he warned. "Silence."
The agonizing scream that the operator released was one all too common for a man like Banshee. The sound of shattering their eardrums, watching as the crimson essence leaks between their fingers. It was a powerful feeling.
Lilly took over with a Brain Talk. Honestly, it's like a phone, reach out and accept the call or slam the connection shut. Thankfully, they accepted, since they wouldn't be able to talk anyway, if only because Banshee now had the operator in a chokehold that was loose and would only tighten as they spoke.
That was when an alarm sounded. Both Wisps shared a look, now that she was in the room, still in her dress. Lilly reached around her upper thigh to produce a knife, and it was a sharp one. {You're going to tell me what I need to know and you're free to go.}
{You could tell us and you might be able to help the rest of the squad, so I'd advise listening to her. She's not above going to extreme…sensual measures,} Banshee withheld his own shiver.
The thing was, each member of Shiro Platoon—the Wisps—each had a darker side, only one indulged on missions. Where were they right now?
On mission.
{You're the Wisps! Fuck, I knew it was coming, but nooo, they didn't believe me! I-}
Lilly's knife made a home right where the operator's Crown Jewels were. That stopped him outright. Banshee sometimes doubted the sanity of himself and Lilly. {Name?}
{Zeke.} The guy was wearing a balaclava, which is a rarity nowadays.
{Was your squad planning to kill the Imamura family? Who hired you? Why are they after the dead sibling?} Banshee asked, slowly tightening his hold, unnoticeable to Zeke.
Zeke panicked, how did they know? In response, he laughed, {Who said she was dead?}
Lilly gently glided the blade across Zeke's arm, almost lazily. The sting was enough to get him to struggle lightly. {Answer. The. Question.}
{Nope.}
{Right or left?} Lilly asked, her smile was wide and maniacal. Banshee almost felt pity for the poor bastard.
Zeke, obviously, was confused, {What?}
{Which testicle can you live without? I've always wanted to play Operation live.}
The panic was palpable in his tone, {You're fucking crazy!} Zeke thrashed but a needle was at the base of his neck.
Banshee growled, {I insert the needle, your limbs will be paralyzed. Do not move.}
Pleased with the restraint, admittedly making Lilly clench, {I'll be fucking something or someone tonight.~} she replied instantly, the knife going towards Zeke's pants, slowly cutting them open. Banshee wanted nothing to do with that knife ever, and he just now realized how lucky he was. {Tell me what I want to know and it will all be over…}
Her patience was wearing thin, and it showed no signs of stopping. {I'd tell her if I was you, because even though I work with her daily, I don't want another guy to suffer like that.}
{F-Fine! We were contracted by the Chikao Imamura to kill the younger brother and find evidence of the younger sister being alive and then kill her too! When we heard about the ping at the front gate, we investigated!} Zeke's words were a jumbled, albeit, coherent mess but he wasn't done. {Just to add pressure, someone leaked to us that the Wisps were coming after us. It was just a random message that showed up to all of us. We wrote it off, except for me.}
Banshee tightened his hold a noticeable amount, {Who is the true benefactor? She's dead, and the brother seemed awfully worried for a dead woman.} There was more to this. There had to be.
{I don't know! I was the newest of the squad. I knew the Imamuras had four children and one died in a freak accident. So the ID ping was weird but when we brought it up, he told us it was irrelevant.}
Lilly removed the knife from Zeke's testicle's personal space, {What branch are you a part of?}
{Branch? We're a Coalition!} Both Wisps were slightly off-put by this information but kept on task.
{Is that all?}
{Yes! Please let me go, I'm not going to tell anyone!}
Banshee tightened the hold, even more, feeling his pulse under his arm racing. The blood flow is stopping, {May the gallows welcome you.}
Zeke only had a moment to widen his eyes before they stayed that way. A sickening crunch echoed in the room.
{We have a bigger problem on our hands, Lilly.}
She put away the knife as Banshee dropped the body, the head at an unnatural angle. {I was gonna sever his femoral artery!} Lilly noticed that behind the mask, the navy blue eyes she has come to know have never been more vacant.
{We got some information, then we killed. That's the job. We have no time to play games. Now let's go, they are fighting Others, probably. No doubt the enemy squad is aware that their comrade is dead.}
Just after the alarm went off, Big Brother casually pulled out his weapon as an Other, a Grim Yawn, fell from the sky and busted into the ballroom. Those bunkers must really be useless if they drop in like that.
{Plan Lima, take out the Others, secondary objective, capture the rogue squad. Banshee, Lilly, status?}
{Green.}
{Color of my hair.}
If he noticed the tone Banshee used, he didn't comment. Big Brother fired his weapon at the Other, blasting the arm off it, not caring it was roaring in pain. He watched as it bled on the floor, and gained a glint in his eyes. The weapon was one of a kind for a reason. {Update after.}
{Sir.}
At this point, it was full-blown panic. People were running, tripping, and trampling over each other to escape. It was an amusing sight, watching these people run from danger, only to end up in more.
There wasn't just one Other. There were multiple Others that awaited the people. Even if the bunker was located inside the ballroom, it was already too late for some.
The jaws of the Grim Yawn snapped out and grabbed two people, and munched like it was a midnight snack. Given the time it was right now…irony at its finest.
{Rocky, make sure Echo is safe. Battery…}
{Permission to go nuts?} The sparks lined his body, just waiting for the word.
A sinister smile, {Granted. Aim for our targets. Stun into submission. Lilly, find Hard Place. Banshee, with me. The party has only just begun.}
Sparks flew, and Big Brother noticed that the trio of Imamura children were no longer on the balcony. {Hard Place, do what you need to do. I won't stop you, the choice is yours.} he sent that to her privately. He already knew she wanted to speak to them, for the last time.
The Will-o'-the-Wisps always enjoyed a good party. Especially when the party serves death as an appetizer. The real work was just beginning.