Assassination Chapter 4 Caught In the Act

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Kim's POV

After what happened the other day, I was extremely furious remembering everything he said to me.

Finally, managed to calm myself down and decided to go see him after waking up.

I coolly walked to his office, a few workers staring at me after yesterday's incident as I passed.

I strolled inside to find him sitting at his wooden desk.

Before I could say anything, he spoke first.

"I'm sorry. I know I've been promising a lot of things but that's because we're having issues."

"What kind?" I asked, purposely forgetting what I was going to tell him.

"The CIA has been eying us for a while now, trying to get evidence that we exist. They found one of my new recruits and only to save his life, he told them everything he knew, even though it wasn't much. Now that's how I now assume they knew about you, being my best and most popular agent."

"So let me guess, we're going to set a trap?"

"Exactly." He grinned as I put my hands on my hips.

He then continued on with a plan.

"We're going to trick the CIA into sending him into our trap. He'll be sent to a deserted warehouse where not only he'll be outmatched by you, but reinforcements as well."

"I don't exactly see where you're going with this. So we capture him? Then what?"

"Well interrogate him of course!"

"That's it?" I asked, surprised his plan this time was actually simple and not complicated like it usually is.

"Basically… we'll find out what he knows, then take care of him."

"When do I leave?"

"In a few days, I'll need some time to get them to find out about your next plan of action. Until then, use that time to take a well needed break. If this works, we could find out your past, I can be sure of that."

"How many people are you gonna assign with me?"

"Oh just a few, it won't be much. Just enough to guarantee his capture 500%." He beamed somewhat-evilly as I raised an eyebrow.

He then added on "Now, go and relax. You need it."

"Yes sir." I grinned before exiting his office.

After shutting the door, I then made my way to the training room.

Three Days Later

Jack's POV

I was once again sitting in the Consultation Room, except with only my Director.

He was currently explaining to me the situation.

After kidnapping a United States Marine, we used the tracker on him to find out her location.

She's in an abandoned warehouse that's only a few hours from here.

She just got there and that's why I've call you down here on such a short notice and why I'm explaining this to you so quickly.

We believe she took him there to secretly interrogate him, then most likely kill him."

"How do you know the marine won't be dead before I get there and she won't be gone?"

"Because, literally five minutes ago we found out about it and our intel shows she's waiting for her leader to join her who is flying in, and apparently he's far away."

"So I guess I'm leaving now?"

"Exactly." He confirmed as I nodded, understandingly.

"We'll be dropping you exactly a mile from the target. Once the helicopter lets you down, you'll make your way to the target and take care of her and save the marine if possible. Crawford is our main target so if the marine dies, he must. She at all costs must be either captured or killed. If she is captured though, she will most likely be killed for her crimes committed though so it's up to you."

"So either way she dies?" I confirmed as he nodded and continued on.

"Exactly. She's killed hundreds just that we know of, has stolen some of the most valuable things in the world, and more just for money."

"Is that all?"

"Yes, now go to the copter in hanger three. You will be given all your tools and gear there."

After being dismissed, I made my way to the hanger and as I walked up to the helicopter, I was told by the co-pilot that my stuff was in the back.

I opened the door to see non-other than my gear sitting there on the bench, awaiting my arrival.

As I sat in the back, I got very bored so I decided to rest my eyes for a moment.

I laid back on the bench with my arms resting behind me head as the sound of the helicopter's wings slowly disappeared as I faded away.

Kim's POV

My breathing slowed as I exhaled deeply, relaxing myself as I brought my arms to my chest, crossing one over the other.

Just as I turned the corner, I saw three targets in view.

One approximately fifteen feet to my left, one about thirty feet directly in front of me, and another fifty feet to my right.

I quickly threw the knife in my hand at the dummy before spinning on my heel and throwing the knife at the middle dummy.

Now only the right one remained.

After chucking the knife at the middle dummy, I dropped to one knee, grabbed my third knife strapped to my calf, then threw it perfectly with only a slight glance.

I had two remaining so I knew at any moment, they would send more my way.

I quickly stood up, examining the area for any targets.

Then ahead of me, I saw two targets appear about a hundred feet away from me.

Both to my left and right.

The moment I saw them, I rolled forwards and when I came up, I grabbed my final two knifes strapped to my sides with my opposite hands, and threw them.

My head was down almost the entire time due to the fact I was practicing to get the feel of aiming with only a glance.

Slowly I looked up and scanned the five dummies around me as I put my arms down and stood up.

I smirked at my damage as I noticed every single knife sank deep, smack center of the forehead.

After ripping out the knifes from the fake bodies, I put them back in their holsters and walked back around the corner to talk to one of my trainers who controlled the previous scene I just finished.

"Amazing job! I've taught you well haven't I?" he smiled as he propped his feet up on the control board in front of him.

I never knew his real age but he seemed to be about thirty-five, had short black hair, spiked upwards while the hair closer to his forehead was spiked forwards with a curve… your average teenage hair style.

He had a small, black goatee that was cleanly cut, had dark brown eyes, and was well built since he worked out often and was the main person who trained me from day one.

"You are the one who made me the best agent in this organization." I smiled as he chuckled slightly.

Just then, the phone interrupted our conversation.

After a few words, he hung up and told me the boss wanted to see me.

Its go time.

Jack's POV

The helicopter had just landed moments ago in an open area surrounded by trees and I was now currently replacing my white tee, with a camouflage tank top and my bare face with a camouflage ski mask.

After pulling the mask down over my face, I gave the pilot and co-pilot a quick wave before exiting the helicopter.

The reason they were able to drop me off so close to the site, was because of a new design.

It was silent yet deadly.

Yet I wouldn't be surprised if C.O.B.R.A's weapons were all like this or stuff even better...

Since I had a good ten minutes to get on location, I ventured through the trees at a steady pace.

In minutes I saw the warehouse in sight.

You could tell it was very abandoned besides the fact there were guards on the outside guarding it.

There were five on the ground and three on the rooftop.

I quickly pulled out my stun gun and down they went!

First the ones on the ground, then the three on the roof, which fell down on the ground while collapsing.

After double checking the area, I moved onwards to the side of the warehouse.

Just then, I heard something wiz past me.

I quickly turned to my left to see none other than two hidden guards firing silenced sharp shooters at me.

One was hidden in a bush while one, perched up in a tree.

Quickly I shot them down with two shots each and continued onwards.

I walked along the side of the building before a plan came to mind.

I grabbed my grappling hook and shot it at the edge of the roof.

I slowly and sneakily walked up the side of the building, being extra careful for any more sharpshooters.

Once I swung myself onto the roof, I walked over to the glass windows in the middle of the ceiling.

Just from observing, it seemed to be about twenty by thirty feet big.

I looked down and saw absolutely nothing besides a tied up soldier with two guards next to him, eying his every breath and movement.

I then quickly heard a car coming near and moved to the edge of the building's room in the direction it stopped in.

A man wearing sunglasses and a suit walked inside while his three guards stayed in place, watching him as he walked in.

Luckily the other guards were surrounding the other sides, or I would've been busted immediately since they're all knocked out.

Quickly, I shot them with a precise aim and stunned them all unconscious before heading back to my original position beside the giant glass window.

Since the guard's uniforms looked very different to mine, an idea came to mind. I ran over to a knocked out guard.

I stripped him of his loose clothing which happened to be a jacket, a belt, a long pair of trousers, and some military boots.

After throwing his jacket on and switching shoes and yes, pants, I decided to act as if I was a guard crossing the roof so I could observe the situation more.

After pushing slightly on the glass a few times, I assumed the glass was heavy enough to hold my weight.

I took a few steps to the center and held my gun like the guards were before they were stunned.

As I did, I snuck a few quick glances inside but was able to get a much better view when the floor collapsed beneath me with an explosion, sending me down into the warehouse.

Kim's POV

By truck to avoid suspicion, we drove into a low populated town and drove a few miles out to find the abandoned warehouse.

My pursuer, who I now knew was named Jackson Brewer, Jack for short, was the CIA's top agent.

We found this out with not only some of our spies, but with the help of some other allies of C.O.B.R.A.

When I left for the mission, I realized that the small amount of tanks my boss said we were using, was just an expression.

We parked the trucks used outside the door while just in case, the three tanks, two helicopters, and five stealth vehicles, one holding my fake boss, awaited just a half a mile out.

Blended in with vegetation, they surrounded the building but would never be seen, even by air thanks to the dark sky and trees.

After ordering a few of my soldiers I was in command of to open the door, I immediately began pointing and giving orders to all my men.

We all walked in, into the center of the room as they waited for me to give my commands.

"Ok, we're here today to capture an enemy of ours. A boy named Brewer has angered not only the Boss, but me. Today is not the day to mess with me boys. Team One will be placed in various spots on the main floor with me and our marine here. Team Two will be on the second floor, surrounding the main floor, and lastly Team Three will be placed on the outside. You will be the guards supposed to be guarding the area." I explained as they all nodded, understanding my orders.

"You will not, I repeat, WILL NOT shoot the target. Just ignore him as if you never saw him and repost to me his the five snipers who I trusted will be allowed to shoot, and they are only permitted to shoot near the target to alert him. That's it. No more, no less. I will go in order of groups of when I will position you so until then, get in your area before you end up like Mr. Brewer when I get my hands on him." I growled as I quickly dismissed them.

They all ran to their areas and by group, I one by one placed them where I thought they would be most beneficial.

After all men were in place, I put on my earpiece and checked with all of the squad leaders of each team to confirm they could hear.

I placed myself, along with four of my best men, behind the wall of a closet-like room, equal to the middle of the room.

As we sat on the floor, against the wall waiting, I got word from a stealth vehicle that they saw a young man, disguised in camouflage, was walking towards the warehouse.

Minutes later, I was told he was on the roof walking towards the trap.

As he walked to the center of the glass window on the ceiling, I pressed the button as I peeked around the corner, just in time to see him fall through the ceiling as planned.

Since he was wanted alive, he landed in a huge stack of boxes filled with Styrofoam shipping peanuts in each box.

I then gave the go for teams One and Two to move out and surround him.

"Teams One and Two… go, go, go!" I yelled into my headpiece as I heard the shuffling feet around me move into position.

I signaled my right-hand man to observe what was going on outside, so he stood up, looked out the frame above us of the broken, glass window, then nodded to me.

I then told them to follow me out the door as they made sure I was protected from any sneaky moves.

These guys weren't as good as me, but they were extra protection.

I trained them myself so that's why they were better than the others by a mile.

As I walked out, my boots made a hollow thud noise each time my foot hit the wooden ground.

With my headpiece still on, I confirmed with Team Three everything was alright outside before advancing.

Struggling to get out of the mess of boxes was Jackson himself.

As I mentioned before, this wall all strategically planned out.

Once I saw him in the center of the window from inside the room, I hit the button just in time to make the ceiling collapse, sending him down and into the boxes.

I then pointed to two of my men and told them to get him out since he was having troubles.

After one grabbed his arm and yanked him out, sending him crashing into the floor, he groaned in pain as I saw him tense up.

The other jerked him up into a standing position as they backed away from him and gave me room to approach him.

"Looky here, I outsmarted you again Jackson." I said smirking as I called him by his full first name.

"Oh really Kimberly?" he smirked as my smirk dropped again and within a quarter of a second, my arm was around his neck, with a knife just barely touching his throat in the front.

Since he had no time to react, I proved once again, I had him beat.

"Nobody calls me that." I growled in his ear as I could feel him shiver under my grip.

He knew I meant the dead serious truth and shut up immediately.

"What do you want with me?" he asked as I regrew my grin and let go of him.

"I could ask you the same thing."

I then told two of my men to scan him for any weapons.

After removing all of his equipment which included his jacket and belt, they backed away and stood in position once again.

"You planned this…" he said as I came close to him.

"Well duh genius. And you fell for it perfectly." I smirked as I wrapped my arms around his neck cockily, took the bug on his shirt, then threw it on the floor, smashing it to pieces as I never broke eye contact.

He then took a second to look at his surroundings and saw all the guns aiming directly at him.

"Yeah, I wouldn't recommend trying to escape. I got twenty men on the bottom floor, fifteen on the top, and fifteen on the outside." I explained as I backed away to my previous location.

Jack's POV

After falling through the roof, I fell in a ginormous pile of… boxes?

As I tried to get out, I kept falling deeper and deeper down in the pile.

After a minute or so of struggling, I felt someone yank my arm which made me slam into the hard, wooden floor.

Then someone pulled me upwards by the shoulder into a standing position before Kim came into my view.

She took even steps towards me one by one as she told me "Looky here, I outsmarted you again Jackson."

"Oh really Kimberly?" I said smirking as her smirk dropped immediately.

Without enough time to react, her arm was wrapped tightly around my neck, with a cold, sharp blade lying against my throat in the front.

She's fast.

"Nobody calls me that." she then growled in my ear from behind me as I could feel myself shiver slightly under her grip.

"What do you want with me?" I asked as Kim regrew her grin and released me.

"I could ask you the same thing." she said as she circled around me to my front once again.

"You planned this…" I said as I noticed she was walking really close to me.

"Well duh genius. And you fell for it perfectly."

As she came only inches from me, she wrapped her arms around my neck, took something off my collar, then let her smirk grow as I saw her throw an audio recording bug to the floor, breaking it instantly.

I then took a moment to look at my surroundings.

There were way too many people to get out of this situation.

She then explained herself that there was no need to try and escape due to the numbers of guards surrounding me.

In that case, she was very well correct about that.

But I wouldn't be the best in the agency if I didn't try anything.

When she wasn't looking, I grabbed the knife on the guard standing beside me and threw it just in time, before two guards grabbed me and pinned me flat on the ground, face flattened on the ground just enough so I could see Kim.

I looked up just in time to hear an angry Kim mumble "Ah!" as the knife made a slit going across her upper arm, starting about midway between her elbow and her shoulder, going around about three inches.

Once she realized what I did, she quickly inspected her flesh wound and turned to me, eyes burning once again with fire.

She pulled one of her two the pistols which was attached to her right hip, and aimed it at me, just after pulling the slide back.

The click noise from her loading her gun echoed in the building as her guards watched in shock from her temper.

She threatened to fire the gun, but I watched as her finger only wiggled on the trigger, pulling slightly back, then releasing over and over again.

If she wanted to, I know for a fact she would've but just like on the boat, she didn't.

Just then I heard a barely audible voice come from her earpiece and in seconds, she put the gun down, still eyeing me like a hawk.

She then looked once again at her cut which now bled down her arm to her elbow, then signaled the a few men to hand cuff me and lead me into a truck.

Kim's POV

As I held my gun straight at his head, I went to pull the trigger, but for some reason again, I just couldn't do it.

My finger lingered on the trigger, gently pulling and releasing the trigger just enough so it wouldn't fire.

The entire time my eyes stayed large and wide, angry from what he just did to my arm.

As I still stood there, I heard my boss's voice in my headset.

"Kim, do not fire. I repeat, do not fire! We need him alive!"

I know what your wondering, how did my boss know what was going on?

Well, he too had placed a bug on me so he could hear our conversation.

So after hearing me mutter from my cut and a loud click in a silent warehouse, he knew what was going on.

After a few seconds, I hesitantly put my gun back in its holster before commanding some soldiers to put him in the truck.

We planned that we would use the extra vehicles as protection to escort us back to base if they weren't used already.

One tank and three stealth vehicles drove ahead of the two trucks as the rest followed behind.

Both helicopters flew overhead, one traveling ahead, and one traveling behind us as we drove back to base.

I decided to get in the vehicle in front of the first truck which held Brewer in the back.

If anything happened with him, I would be the first to put a bullet in him if the guards didn't.

As I sat alone in the back seat with two men in the front, I phoned in my boss and told him we had him captive.

After explaining what happened, I put some ear buds in as I droned out to some music and leaned my head back.

Before I knew it, I felt the engine stop and heard the men in the front seat shift.

"Who's gonna wake her up?" one spoke as I confirmed to myself that they were looking at me.

"You man! I'm not gonna mess with her when she's mad!" he protested as a smirk threatened to spread across my face.

"Well, I'm not going to do it!" other argued.

After another few seconds of this, I had enough and said with my eyes still closed "You guys better shut up, open my door for me before I make sure you won't be able to have kids... ever."

Within a second, both doors opened beside me and I then decided to exit out the door to my right.

As I got out, the two were saluting me as they stood up straight, faces slightly red in embarrassment.

I stepped out and put my ear buds away as I watched them lead Jack to where my boss probably told them to put him as I followed.

They turned a few corners and halls and before I knew it, we were in one of the large, unused rooms we used for storage at most.

In there was my boss, a chair, and some of his personal guards.

While Jack resisted with great force, our men finally got him handcuffed to a special, wooden chair.

Why handcuff him to a wooden chair you ask?

Well, this chair is made with the wood of a Teak tree, strongest in the world.

Even if he did manage to break the chair, we have guards everywhere and it would hurt him, a lot.

While Jack resisted with great force, our men finally got him handcuffed to a special chair that was made with the wood of a Teak tree, the strongest in the world.

Jack's POV

After being handcuffed and shoved into a truck, I sat there until after what felt like an eternity.

They finally escorted me out and into a room filled with boxes and cases, probably filled with weapons and so on.

Seeing that they were going to handcuff me in a chair, I tried to fight back, but there were too many troops and I got overpowered.

After they handcuffed me in the chair, one of them jogged over to Kim and placed the keys in her hand, which she purposely placed outwards so he could give them to her.

Immediately afterwards, a broad-shouldered man in a suit with black hair grown forwards, along with dark shades covering his eyes, strolled inside.

He had tanned skin too like Kim- wait.

This place must be a hell of a place to tan if pretty much everyone is this well-tanned, well, wherever this place is anyways.

He walked in and sat in a chair in front of me.

He snapped once and immediately, a table was carried over to him.

He then snapped a second time and another guard handed him a stack of files which he then placed on the table.

I watched him closely as he pulled different documents and sorted through different papers for a few moments before he spoke, head still down as he continued to look for something.

"What was your name again CIA agent?" I was going to say nothing but since they already knew, I just said it.

It was no use lying.

"Jack Brewer."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Jack Brewer… Aha!" he grinned as he finally found a specific file entitled with my name.

"Sorry for the delay, you know how people are in my files are threats or enemies of ours?"

"Too many?"

"Exactly, now let's take a look here. Jackson Brewer. You currently live in Miami, Florida…" he spoke before humming to himself as I watched his eyes scan down the page.

To my luck, he didn't get my real file, only my fake file that the CIA gave me.

"You don't seem like your any threat from your file. You sure this is him Kim?"

We both then turned to her only to get a nod, confirming what he asked, was really true.

"Well, I personally don't believe it, but if Kim says you're that good, I'll take her word. Now, I'll give you two options. A, the easy way, or B, the hard way. You chose."

"I choose option C."

"There is no option C." he stated blankly as I knew I was about to aggravate him.

"Then, how about option D?"

He exhaled in annoyance as he explained to me "There is no option C, D, or any other! There's only A or B!"

"What about option A1?"

"I'm going to give you one last chance, A or B or you automatically select B."

"A2?"

"That's it, I'm done with you! Kim, I'll meet you in my office in a few hours, we're gonna finish him once I finish some business."

"Wait, I thought we were playing Battleship!" I protested before he moved towards the door.

"Does that mean I sunk your ship?" I asked before he left the room with two guards following closely behind, slamming the door in anger as he left.

The only people now left in the room where the three remaining guards, and Kim.

After a few seconds of an intense stare down with Kim, she surprised me and said "Guards, give me and Mr. Brewer a minute to ourselves."