Retribution

Disclaimer:

I own nothing here, except for Kia (X5 462).  Note, there is a bit of nasty language, but nothing worse than what has been on the show. I have attempted to stay true to form.  Reminder, this is a work in progress, so things may change some from here on out. (Note: this will not end as Season 2 did. ~Freak Nation was a truckload of crap to me. Just my opinion.~)

Thank you for the wonderful reviews so far!  (Stroking my ego, I love it!)  This chapter is going to bring you into 462's mind, and why she is seeking revenge against one of her own kind.

Author's Note: Please note that Spy Ops is another division of Manticore. (Someone has to get the information to begin with, right?)  I am not in the business of confusing anyone here, but if I do, I'm sorry. 

~Thanks Miro, as always!~ 

~Note to the Nuns: You are such an inspiration...I love the fact that you all want to be Beta readers...it makes writing (and editing) so much easier.!~

Chapter 4: Rescue

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The sun felt warm on her face.  The smell of dew and blood hung in the air.  She lifted her hand to block the rays of sun out of her eyes as she assessed the situation.  Raising her head, she glanced down at her chest.  It was completely covered in crusted blood.  Moving her hand over the wound, she realized that the situation could have been a lot worse. 

'At least he is a poor shot," she snorted to herself.  'A bullet to the shoulder is much better than in the heart.' Out of energy, her head smashed into the leaves beneath.

In the distance, she could hear the faint crushing of leaves under someone's feet.  As the footsteps became louder, she turned her head into the direction from where they were coming from.  A young woman approached her form on the ground and touched her face.

"Miss, are you okay?  Oh my, look at you. You have been shot! And your leg, well, I don't know what is wrong with it.  Let me get help!"

Gasping, 462 hooked the woman's arm.  "Please, no doctors.  Just take me somewhere and clean my wounds.  I need to get a hold of my family."

The woman was stunned by this, but complied.  " I will go back and get my car, and we will get this all taken care of."

"Thank you."

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"494, have you been briefed on your mission?"

"I have Sir."

"So you are aware of the situation?"

"Yes, I am to take out the target, Robert Berrisford."

"Good, you will be leaving tomorrow. Dismissed."

Spinning on the heel of his boot, 494 passed by the commander's right hand man near the doorway. Nodding in approval as he approached, the lieutenant addressed his superior officer.

"Sir, the S&S team has not found 462, but she has reported in."

"So, she is still alive?  Any injuries?"

"Yes, I have sent several members of the S & S team to retrieve her and bring her back in.  She reported a GSW to the upper chest, and a fractured tibia."

"Good. I will debrief her in the morning, after we send out 494.  I want to know exactly happened on that away mission."