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The Assassins' Lament Chapter Six: Infiltration
Three shadowy figures crept silently through the night. Not a noise was heard from them. It was as if they didn't even breathe. They were all dressed in tight black clothing that made for easy movement. Each had a light brown pouch on a belt around their waists.
The figures stopped by a fence that travelled all around the area. The three examined the area carefully assessing their various options. There were few trees in the area to climb so the figures had to find another way to infiltrate the property. If they weren't careful they would set off the security protocol.
One kneeled down slightly and motioned to another to climb on his shoulders. As ordered the other figure climbed onto his shoulders and then lifted herself so that she was standing on his shoulders. She then motioned to the third figure who nodded and lowered herself to the ground. She then used her legs to propel herself into the air and into the open hands of the top figure.
Soon enough the third figure was once again propelled into the air and over the fence. She flew over the security devices and landed safely on the other side with a roll landing on one knee. She then got up and nodded to the other two and quietly snuck off.
The other two figures nodded to each other and headed quietly around the edge of the fenced in property to the chosen location. They got there and quietly hid behind a nearby bush watching the guards at the gate.
Soon enough something distracted the guards and they took out their guns and headed in the direction of the distraction. The two figures nodded to each other and took out their own guns just in case. They slowly crept out of their hiding place and headed for the gate. A second later the third figure arrived at the gate and two men could be seen around the corner lying on the ground.
The third figure went into the guard station and with a flick of a button the gate opened up for her two comrades. The two walked in quietly and the gate was once again closed. The three then dragged the two figures back into the guard station and propped them up so they looked like they were still on duty.
After that was done the three quietly headed towards the building. Close to the wall they headed around the property looking for a safe way in.
They soon came to a wall with several windows on it. The figure that seemed to be the leader took out a very thin looking rope out of the pouch at his side. The rope had metal part, which he opened to form a hook. With only a single swing the rope flew into the air and latched onto a windowsill. A tug on the rope told them that it would be safe to climb.
The third figure went up first then the second then the leader went up last. They were quick and quiet as they went up the rope and onto the windowsill. The third figure took a small device from her pouch and opened it up. She placed it against the window. A small suction cup on the device held it to the glass as a metal part was gently brought around cutting into the window. The figure then took the circle of glass and handed it over to the other female figure. She then placed her arm slowly through the hole and undid the latch. She turned to her partners and nodded as she slowly opened the window.
The three silently entered the room and examined the area carefully. It was dark but the three could easily see the room was empty and had been for some time now. There was a thin layer of dust on the furniture around the room. It looked like an old conference room of some sort. There was a long rectangle table with about twenty chairs set around it. It made one wonder why it was no longer in use.
The three then headed for the door with guns at the ready. The two girls stayed back with guns pointed at the door as their leader began to turn the doorknob. He stopped suddenly, however, when he heard a voice.
"He is almost ready but the others need far more training," one voice said.
"Then train them harder and more often. They will stay awake until they are fit to take on a mission of their own. As for zero four. We will send him on his first mission tomorrow. Is that clear?" a harsh and demanding male voice said.
"Yes sir," the other voice replied.
"You are dismissed," the more demanding voice said.
The three figures looked at each other as they heard two sets footsteps going down the hallway in different directions. The leader nodded to the other two when the footsteps subsided. They nodded and held their guns tightly as he opened the door quickly. No one was there.
He nodded and the three looked around the hallway and stepped out quietly. He then motioned for them to go separate ways and the third figure went one way and the other two went the other way down the hall.
The two figures soon separated as they reached another hallway. One went one way and the other went the other way. Each of them was now on their own but that was how they liked it. They'd been trained both as a team and as single operatives. They each knew what needed to be done and how to go about it. They each had their own mission.
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The third figure walked towards the room she knew as the guardroom. She got there with no trouble, which made her weary. However, she knew what needed to be done and she wasn't going to let a little fear get in her way. She took a deep breath, something she'd never do in front of her two comrades and she didn't like them to think her weak. She then knocked on the door.
She heard footsteps heading towards the door and she brought up her gun and readied herself.
The door opened and there was a single shot fired. The man at the door fell to the ground with a bullet hole in the middle of his forehead. Blood began to form a pool around his body as the other men in the room looked on in horror. They were stunned and didn't quite know that to do.
One man suddenly gasped, "It's her! Shadow Assassin Zero three! Falcra!"
"Traitor!" another one yelled, "She'd sided with the resistance!"
Another man suddenly jumped at the alarm system at the side of the room. The figure fired once again but it was too late. He'd pulled the alarm and it began to blare. The figure then smirked slightly and she turned and took off down the hallway. The men who'd been in the room soon filed out and ran after her.
"Quite a good distraction if I do say so myself," she said to herself as she ran.
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"The alarm… Perfect timing," the other figure whispered to herself as several guards who'd been heading her way ran the other way at the first sign of trouble. She smirked as she headed for the door that would lead to the control room. She brought up her own gun and took out her security pass hoping it would still work. She put it in the machine but nothing happened. She sighed and put her pass back in her pouch taking out the pass she'd stolen from one of the men at the guard station.
She slashed it through and the door opened. She held her gun at the ready but no one was there to get in her way. They'd all left to stop the intruder it seemed.
"You'd think these people would be a little smarter. After all they are the ones that created us. They know our potential as threats," she said to herself as she closed the door and headed to the control panel. She began typing on the panel and various things came up. She placed a disk in the computer consol and pressed a button.
The words "Downloading" appeared on the screen and the blond figure smirked. Soon enough the words "Download Complete" appeared and she took the disk from the computer and placed it in her pouch.
She once again began to type and things appeared on the screen. Soon the words "Self-Destruction Password" appeared on the screen.
"Everything needs a password these days," the girl muttered to herself, "Zeon Rules?"
She typed it in but the response "Password Not Accepted" appeared on the screen.
"Damn… Shadow Assassin?" she said typing again but to no avail.
"It won't work my dear," came a voice suddenly.
The figure turned quickly eyes wide. She hadn't even heard the door open, but maybe that was because they hadn't used the door. She thought as she noticed an open panel on the farthest wall. She clenched her fists for being so stupid. She should have been paying more attention to her surroundings.
A man stood before her with several guards. The man looked about 50 or so years of age. Each guard had a deadly gun pointed in her direction. She glared at the man but said nothing as he stepped closer.
"You should never have betrayed us Cheetara. I will give you one last chance. Do as I wish and no one gets hurt," the man said coming just inches from her. He placed his hand under her chin and smiled to her slightly, "There are very few choices and you know it."
She stepped back and his hand fell gently to his side. If looks could kill this man would have already gone through over a thousand lives. She hated him and she wasn't afraid to show it. She suddenly and quickly brought her wrist to her mouth revealing a watch. She quickly pressed a button on it, "We've got trouble guys! Get out of her…"
Her words were stopped as a man hit her in the back of the head nearly knocking her unconscious. Her sight went blurry but she was just glad that she'd been able to get her message to the others.
"I never liked your attitude. Take her away and capture the other two," the man said as two other guards walked up to Cheetara grabbing her and handcuffing her.
She growled slightly as they dragged her away.
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"Cheetara? Cheetara!" their leader yelled into his own watch, "No… Dorothy."
The closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He put his watch back to his mouth, "Get out of here Falcra," he said in a calm voice, "I'll meet you at Preventers Headquarters."
A voice came from the other end, "I know you and I'm not letting you get yourself hurt. I'm staying to help. We'll get her out of here together. We're a team remember?"
"No… Get out of here… Someone needs to warn the Preventers… Someone needs to tell them what's happening. Someone needs to protect our families," he said. His voice wavered at the last part. Family… If that was really what it could be called. His "family" didn't even know he was alive. Nor did his comrades' families know they were alive. They'd always been watching over them in secret. Protecting them the only way they knew how. Protecting them from the truth.
"Be careful… I want to see the two of you alive again. Don't go getting yourself killed," the voice on the other line said.
"I won't… I promise," he replied quietly. With that the line became dead.
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((Extra long one! YAY! I'm kinda thinking about separating the story now… I have two ideas from this point on… There is the REALLY angsty stuff then the not so angsty stuff… Tell me if you want me to write both))
