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Chapter 2: Four Hunters

"Lucifer, do you have a vehicle secured for exfil once bullets start flying?" a voice asked over a walkie.

"Delivery truck has been secured. I'll move in on the signal," Lucifer answered.

"Raphael and myself are in position. What about you Gabriel?" the voice asked, Gabriel setting up his railgun. Once he had secured a spot, he took out his walkie.

"I am in position. Switching to harmonic sight," Gabriel said, looking through his scope, seeing their main objective. "Objective is in the third floor, west room 4."

"Any signs of captives?" the leader asked.

"Hold on. Checking now," Gabriel said, scanning the entire house. "Negative. They must be being held underground. You have five tangos in the courtyard. Another eight inside, five on the west side, possibly another five on the east. South side has eight guards there. Michael, Raphael, what's the plan?"

"Lucifer, start moving. Gabriel, Raphael, switch to night vision. Ready some smokes," Michael ordered, everyone knowing they had one shot at this.

"I'll keep an eye on Lucifer until the front gate," Gabriel informed, seeing something. "Oh no."

"Gabriel, what is it?" Lucifer asked.

"They have a sniper on the balcony. Lucifer, make sure they don't see your eyes," Gabriel informed. "I can risk the shot, but our objective will definitely flee."

"Smokes out. Focus on the south side," Michael said, Gabriel shifting his focus. "Once the smoke starts, take out the ones closest to you."

"Received," Gabriel said, switching to thermal. Gabriel had a slew of different sights integrated into one, and was very thankful. He saw Michael and Raphael move and start firing their weapons, Gabriel shooting the three closest to him. Each shot hit their mark, and the south side had been cleared.

"Approaching the front gate," Lucifer informed. Gabriel moved his vision to the sniper, seeing that he had not heard anything. His sight was on Lucifer's location, the guards checking the vehicle. After a few moments, they eat him pass, Gabriel sighing.

"That was close," Gabriel whispered, seeing Michael and Raphael enter the house.

"Switching back to harmonic," Gabriel informed, checking the house. "Tango is entering the kitchen first floor. Michael, Raphael, hide!"

He saw his teammates entering a hallway closet, and Lucifer was walking up to the front door.

"Package is at the front door. Lucifer, get ready to run," Gabriel said, seeing the objective walking to the front door. Everyone, get ready to move."

Lucifer was gesturing for a signature, the man stepping onto the front porch. Gabriel took the shot, tearing through the wood and the man's brain, Lucifer catching the body. The next minute was chaos. Gabriel took out the sniper while he was looking through their scope, making sure that the biggest threat was taken care of. "Michael, Raphael, cover Lucifer. Tangos coming from north, east, and west."

Gabriel was doing his best to thin out the crowd on the west side, getting ten of the now twenty guards. It seemed they would multiply every time he killed one. One guard pointed towards his location, and Gabriel knew his position would be found.

"I need to leave. I'll be at Charlie," Gabriel said, moving down the tree. He started running, and as he was, he was attacked from the side. A dark fox was poised to kill him. He grabbed the creature's jaw, and held it open.

"What the hell is this thing?" Gabriel asked, seeing it start to overpower him. He ducked to the side, and took out a knife, ready to defend himself. Until he heard footfall heading his way and fast. He tackled the thing behind a bush and held it's muzzle shut, signaling it to be quiet.

"They couldn't have gotten far. It looks like a struggle took place. Animal might have taken a chuck from him. Search the area," a voice ordered.

Gabriel looked at the creature, both understanding one another.

"I let you go, we kill them, and then you follow me. Be both live, understand?" Gabriel whispered, the thing nodding. "Good. We need to take out the patrol to get away alive. I'll be tossing a flash. Look away."

Gabriel threw a grenade, and after a flash behind him, he popped out and shot two rounds into a body, the fox tearing a different body in half with another with its throat sliced deep enough to kill. Gabriel took out two more before getting stabbed in the shoulder from behind. He let out a loud scream, the fox stabbing all of its claws into the assailant, throwing them to the side.

"Nice work. Help me out will ya? I need you to help me just in case I end up passing out. My team will be able to take care of you if you help me," Gabriel said, applying pressure to the stab wound. "Just walk with me. This way."

The black vixen walked over to Gabriel, and started to lick his wound, trying to help the way she knew how. "Listen, need you to do as I say. Licking the wound won't help. Not this kind of wound. I'm owing to put my shoulder over yours. I need you to keep me upright until he get to exfil."

The vixen nodded, and once Gabriel had his arm over the dark fox's they walked, Gabriel doing his best to guide them to the extraction point.

"Gabriel, where are you? We can't wait forever," he heard Lucifer's voice over his ear com.

"I'm wounded. I am making my way over there. Do not fire when I arrive. You'll understand once I get there," Gabriel said, the pain in his voice clear.

"Stay put if you can't move," Lucifer ordered.

"I can move, but blood loss is a serious problem. Prep the back for surgery. I'll be there once I can. Hold tight until I get there," Gabriel informed, wincing in pain when he applied pressure. "Do you have a name?"

The Zoroark shook her head.

"What about what you are? You don't look like a normal fox," Gabriel commented, knowing that he couldn't understand it. A series of growls came from it, and Gabriel sighs. "Figures. Just a little further. About a kilometer away."

The Zoroark picked Gabriel up, making sure that Gabriel could still apply pressure to the wound. She walked with him in her arms, following his directions. If a mistake was made, which they often were him this case, they would double back, and Gabriel would point in the direction. They soon came across a bullet riddled delivery van, the Zoroark entering the back with Gabriel, lying him down on the floor.

"What the hell is that?" Michael asked, seeing the Zoroark.

"Forget it. It saved Gabriel. Let's move before we are found. Raphael, help patch up Gabriel. Make sure to bleach the place after," Lucifer spoke, the four driving away, Gabriel being stitched up in the back.

"So, what happened? You're not this careless," Michael questioned, the Zoroark sitting in the back out of the way.

"This thing tried to attack me, got behind a bush, enemy patrol came, and we found it in our best interest to team up. Without it, I might be dead," Gabriel informed, looking at the stitches. "Glad to know you haven't gotten rusty with the medical."

"I help those who need it. Now, what to do with this thing?" Michael thought, Gabriel having an idea.

"Give it a name. It accompanies me so this doesn't happen again," Gabriel spoke up.

"Works for me," Lucifer spoke, "Better than having him constantly being chased and delaying our time to our base."

"I agree with Lucifer's logic. Better to be here sooner than all of us getting caught." Michael nodded in agreement with Raphael's thought process.

"Okay. But it is your responsibility. No one will help you," Michael laid out.

"I'll help out. I mean, it's a freaking Zoroark," Lucifer commented, confusing everyone in the truck. "Oh sure, make me, the youngest one among everyone here, like I'm weird. Zoroark is from a game I play in our downtime, Pokémon, and a dark type. It could be useful as dark type moves can do a variety of things, and can range from close combat to ranged combat. No armor so a support for a sniper could be a role suited for a Zoroark."

"And you're saying something from a game is now a reality?" Raphael asked in a disbelieving tone.

"Do you have a better theory?" Lucifer asked, the car silent. "That's what I thought. We stick with my theory for now. We wait to see the news tomorrow to see if it is talked about at all. If not, we have an isolated incident, and if it is not an isolated incident, well, looks like I'll be teaching everyone a thing or two about this "game" of mine."

"Fine. Gabriel, you have a partner. Don't make me regret this," Michael warned.

SO, JUST A LITTLE THING, I ALSO AM RELEASEING Project: Outhouse TODAY AS WELL! WELL, I CAN'T CALL IT THAT ANYMORE, SO I GUESS I CAN CALL IT BY THE STORY NAME, Maverick Hunters, A WARFRAME STARFROX CROSSOVER. FIRST TWO CHAPTERS WILL BE MORE FOCUSED ON INTRODUCING THE VAST MAJORITY OF CHARACTERS THAT WILL BE APPEARING THROUGHOUT THE STORY THAT WILL BE IMPORTANT! AFTER READING THIS, HOP ON OVER TO THAT STORY AND GIVE IT A SPIN. BOTH STORIES WILL BE UPLOADED AS CHAPTERS ARE FINISHED, SO ERRATIC UPDATES AND SOMETIMES LONG PERIODS WITHOUT AN UPDATE WILL NE EXPECTED. UNTIL NEXT TIME!