It was a dark and stormy day in the city of Vale, a lone figure walks along the empty sidewalks that were usually teeming with people and fanus of all kind. The figure walked with a purpose that could be seen in her stride, thirty minutes passed and the person reached the destination that was given to them. Standing under a dime street lamp the females features where all covered up in black equipment. The individual wore a black balaclava mask that showed only one cold green eye that was looking at the company of A.T.C (Armali Technology Company)and the rest of the woman's body was in a suit that was made for stealth infiltration, special military wear created with electronic weaving technology using optical fibers. By clinging tightly to the wearer's body, the protective suit could boost resilience and strength, acting as armor and extra muscle tissue to perform such effects. It was designed to mirror the anatomy of a motor system and muscle tissue to enhance the user's strength and overall performance, even when the user was greatly weakened. Recent models made by A.T.C and the Schnee Dust Company also came with a variety of sensors, shield the body from toxins, and interface with nanomachines, among many other features , the first layer of the suit is a full body light grey wetsuit that is made with slightly thicker material for added protection, a black chest piece for protection against knives, and handgun fire with black gauntlets and boots that help muffle the individuals footsteps.
The street lamp light started to flicker and within a minute the light died and plunged the small area where the mercenary stood in darkness. The A.T.C building was mountainous in size but plain in design, the building was rectangular in shape, covered in large panning windows and standing at 360 meters in height (1181 feet). At the top of the building in the president of the company's room lied very sensitive information that the silent individual has been looking for the past six months and tonight was the perfect opportunity to obtain it.
A hand grabbed gently on her shoulder, making her jump. Behind her was a brunette girl wearing a black outfit similar to that of the green eyed female.
"You're nervous." the brunette commented in a whisper.
"No I'm not. Don't be preposterous." The green eyed girl said as she tightened the navy bandana which she tied onto her arm for today's excavation. "Let's go." She said but the hand held her to still.
"You still haven't thanked me." The brown haired girl smiled and placed her hands on her hips.
"For what?" The other said impatiently. She needed the information and time was running short.
"Oh come now Blanka, you couldn't have found this place on your own." She purred to the anxious Blanka, who now was thankful for the mask to cover her blushing face.
"Shut up, Sable." Blanka muttered pulling up her mask to give the ram a quick kiss on the cheek. "Can we go now?" Sable nodded and they walked started to scale the building. Each was trying to out do the other as they clung to every crevice and pulled themselves up onto every opening they could get. The fifth floor had a small balcony. The girls reached the balcony at the same time and hoisted themselves onto the balcony, panting slightly.
"I haven't been this out of breath since last night." Sable winked at Blanka who blushed furiously again and started to try and open the window that was normally kept open but was locked tonight. Swearing under breath, Blanka looked up and around them, looking for another balcony or open window they could scale the walls to get to as another chance to get in. Plans rapidly formed in her mind along with every possible outcome. Then she saw another 5 stories above was another balcony. She was about to point it out to her girlfriend but then she heard a small click and looked down to Sable opening the window.
"Shall we?" She smiled and gestured to the now open window. The one eyed leader smiled and snuck into the window followed by Sable. Sable quickly scanned the floor and gave a thumbs up, indicating the floor was clear. As quickly and quietly as they could they rushed up countless flights of stairs, dodging janitors or late night workers eyes until finally they reached the top floor. The double doors in front of them were giant and wooden. Engraved into the door were symbols and little carved Grimm with dust for eyes. Sable went to go and lockpick the door but Blanka looked at her scroll and determined they didn't have the time for this. She pulled out her sword and struck at the dust crystals to make them explode. The door opened after the loud explosion and the girls ran in.
"Look out for me." Blanka ordered, knowing there was no way someone didn't notice the explosion. Sable nodded and stood by the door holding her own sword tight. Blanka plugged in the room and vaulting over the large mahogany desk, plugging her scroll into the Supermax 677 computer and started typing furiously opening new windows that showed the matrix and deeply kept secrets of the Armali. .
"Someone's coming." Sable warned hearing multiple footsteps of incoming heavily armed guards . Blanka nodded and quickly typed in her name. Nothing came up. She paused then typed in " Les Enfants Oro" " and a folder showed up. She opened it and started to read.
"10 seconds." Sable warned a little louder as the footsteps and voices started to get closer and Blanka tried to read faster.
"5" Sable started to say panicked as a whole squad of Armali guards that made the Atlisian Knights look like a bunch of wet kittens. Blanka quickly copied the file to her scroll then looked for an exit. The window. vaulting over the desk again and taking a couple of long strides, Blanka grabbed Sable's hand, dragged her all the way to the window and smashed right through it not before turning around and taking out her gun on her right thigh holster and shooting the computer., holding Sable in freefall . Blanka positioned herself so she would be the first to receive the impact of the ground. They didn't land on the ground but on the roof of another building. They tumbled along the roof, Blanka's lack of consciousness made her let go of the fuanas who rolled roughly 10 feet away from Blanka. Everything ached in Sable's body and the familiar pain in her shoulder suggested she had dislocated it on impact. She painfully moved her head so she could see where they had jumped out of and didn't any signs of the security who went to check out the explosion. Next she looked at Blanka who lay helpless on the roof but she could the small cuts and bruises on her body already begin to heal. Sable's eyelids grew heavy and she lost the will to resist falling under as she slipped away.
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Blanka hauled Sable into team BLMN's room, waking up the rest of her team.
"What is going on?" Noir asked, immediately getting up to help his leader lay Sable on the bed.
"We were sparring on the roof and I went too far." Blanka said in a tired and pained tone.
"Sure. 'Sparring'". Moss smirked. "You and your girlfriend into the kinky stuff then?"
"Shut up or I swear to Grimm i'm going to skip rope with your entrails ." Blanka growled in a serious tone that made Moss hold his tongue. The team had seen her serious before but never like this.
"Can you do anything?" Blanka asked Luka, trying to hide how frantic she felt.
"She's not poisoned or sick.." Luka trailed off, "She just needs rest I think. Her aura should heal her up a bit." Blanka nodded then let out a sigh as she slumped back in a chair. She kept telling herself she needed to relax, Sable was alive, she got the information she needed. All was going to be okay.
The next morning team BLMN was woken by a knocking at their door. Moss sleepily opened the door to see Zelena standing there. Her head rolled from shoulder to shoulder, suggesting she was sleep walking again.
"Go back to your dorm room, Zelena. You're asleep." Moss groaned and went to close the door but Zelena held the door open with her hand.
"There was a 79.7865% chance she would have died." Zelena mumbled. Blanka not having slept all night slowly looked up at the sleeping girl standing at her door. Moss looked at his leader then to Zelena again and closed the door.
"What were you doing last night?" Moss asked in a serious tone. Zelena by now had become famous around campus for her semblance gifting her incredibly precise knowledge of what was to happen or what happened; it was especially helpful before tests.
"I told yo-" Blanka started
"Bullshit, she wouldn't have nearly died if you guys had been sparring. I've fought against you before and I haven't wound up like her; plus you like her a hell of a lot more than you like me."
Noir and Luka sat up and looked at eachother then to Blanka, waiting for an explanation.
"This doesn't concern you. Go do your morning workout routines. Now." Blanka stood up, trying to take back her command of the team.
"Blanka," Noir said slowly and carefully, "What were you up to last night?" Blanka opened her mouth to speak again but they were interrupted by another knock at the door. She took the opportunity to open the door and see Morgan and Copper standing there. Morgan started signing and Copper began to translate.
"Is Sable here? She said she was going to go out with Blanka last night and she didn't come home."
"She's right here." Moss gestured to the sleeping faunas on Blanka's bed. Morgan saw her and rushed to her side, examining the cuts and bruises and out of place shoulder.
What happened?
"Looks like she took a bad fall." Copper replied then realized he was supposed to be interpreting so he relayed the question onto team BLMN.
"You owe all of us and explanation." Moss crossed his arms and stood close to Blanka, glaring down at her. She glared back up at him; the power struggle could be sensed from miles away.
"I needed to find out some things about my past." Blanka finally said.
"Like it or not, we are your team and you got another team involved so we deserve a better explanation than that. You nearly killed your girlfriend last night and are losing the trust and respect of your teammates." Moss said blandly.
"I told you. I needed to find out some things about my past and it took an unexpected turn." Seeing that they were all still unsatisfied with the answer she sighed and took a step back from Moss.
"We broke into the A.T.C." Blanka caved.
"Well why didn't you just say so from the start?" Luka asked and put a hand on her hip.
"We could have helped you." Noir commented.
"We can help too." Copper translated for Morgan, "We were chosen to be leaders because of our strategizing abilities. Two minds are better than one. And you shouldn't have to figure this out alone." Blanka gave a small smile then tackled Moss and pinned him to the ground.
"You weren't prepared for an attack. We're sparring later. I won't let a member of another team be more aware than my own." Blanka crossed her arms. Moss laughed.
"And the bitch returns."