Britt-21
Omniverse Explorer
Lilliana James
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Declan Harper
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MangoGoGo
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The peace was disturbed with one massive explosion shattering windows and scattering across the street. Gasps and screams echoed in the night as both innocent people and undercover agents scrambled,
“What the hell was that!?” One of the agents yelled.
“Don’t tell me Wolf found his way inside!” another yelled.
“How!”
“Contact Agent James and get a status report!” another shouted.
“Guardian Six! This is Guardian four! Status report! Guardian Six!”
The voice coming from the radio could be heard, however, the radio was currently on the body of an agent who was currently laying in a pool of his own blood. The sound of battle echoed in the hallways as the target code named, Wolf, was taking out another agent by shoving his dagger into his gut, summoned some strange snake chain, wrapped it around his neck, and it pulled him towards the ceiling. The man kept his dagger in the agents gut while he was being pulled upwards gutting the man like a pig and left him hanging as he continued his advanced.
He kicked the door down and saw his target, cowering by his desk, “You,” the “Wolf” says as memories of THAT DAY replayed in his mind. This man was older now but still had the same fear in his eyes, A coward who allowed hundreds of people die so he could keep his position, “Today is the day.” The old man came out of his hiding spot and held a gun towards the “wolf”.
“B-back! Or I’ll shoot!” He commands shaky breath. The “Wolf” didn’t flinch, instead he swung his arms to the side and a green chain appeared out of no where and smacked his hands causing him to drop the gun. When the old man tried to grab his gun from the floor that’s when the ‘wolf’ quickly rushed him, grabbing him by the neck and bashing the back of his head against the glass, The mayor struggled for a moment and while doing so the ‘Wolf’ pushed a little button hidden in his mask “I’ve waited so long to do this.” He says looking into the old man’s eyes, his real voice coming through instead of the voice changer the ‘wolf’s eyes full of rage, “to give you exactly what you and your crew deserve.”
“B-but I didn’t do anything! Please!” the old man begged but the ‘Wolf’ wasn’t having it.
“And that’s the issue, Mayor.” The ‘Wolf’ says, “You didn’t do anything…and millions of people died because of it.” There was a moment of realization in the Mayors eyes but the one code named ‘Wolf’ didn’t give him a chance to respond. He stabbed his dagger into his chest, twisted it, and ripped it downwards leaving a twelve inch gash from his chest to his stomach, “They may forgive you,” he says as the life began to leave the mayors eyes, “But I never will…”
He suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him, when he looked he saw a women, a little singed from the explosion but otherwise seemed fine, “well, well, well,” he says after turning his voice changer back on and he turned to full attention to her, “and here I thought all the agents inside where dealt with.” He eyed the agent from head to toe and whistled, “and you’re hot too? Geez, you must be popular in V.A.G.E.” The agent couldn’t see it but he held a smirk on his masked face.
So much was going on in her head. How could this happen? Why did this happen? He was the Mayor. The one person that ran this forsaken city despite how it was ran so poorly. Granted some of the things he did she didn't approve of, but she was one person. Doubtful she'd be able to change anything about it. Though, now he was at risk and while the building was exploding and basically going up in flames, she ran into the danger. James was the first to be called in as she was one of the top few agents in V.A.G.E to come into contact with the "Wolf" is so they called him. A man who went around killing specific individuals in the night. He was doing vigilante work and James did not like that one bit. There was a right and wrong way to do these things, and he chose wrong.
While her radio was blaring, she ignored it with ease as she infiltrated the office of the once current mayor with the culprit standing right above him. The room was slowly smelling of metal and while it was unpleasant, she had to keep her focus "You son of a bitch." She said aloud, eyes locked on the masked man in front of her while he used his voice changer to mask that identity of his. Smart guy However, what had left his lips had caused her blood to boil "As if that is something you should worry about, Wolf. I'm about to put you down like the mutt that you are. You're not leaving this room." James ran forward and easily grabbed the mayor's desk to flip it with such ease. Being part of V.A.G.E meant you were superhuman to some degree. While not entirely invincible like Superman, they were surely more durable than the average human.
James would not back down, she would fight till her last dying breath. This man she had been trying to track down since he popped up causing chaos the way he was. He needed to be stopped and she intended for it to be now rather than later. While her radio continued to go off, she could hear her team calling for medics, who was retreating, who was coming for reinforcements. This man was hers, she wasn't going to let anyone else take the kill from her. Not this time.
She rushed in flipping the desk declaring she wasn’t going to allow him to leave the room. He snapped his fingers and a dark spot appeared and a chain shot out from it catching the desk mid air and pulling it out of the way giving him a clear view of the female agent rushing him, “You want to do this here?” he questioned in fake shock as he nimbly dodged her lefts and rights, “In front of the mayor?” he blocked her next attack and tightly gripped onto her forearms and spun her around so her back was against his chest and he wrapped his arms around her, “I didn’t know you were that kind of women, agent.” She could practically hear the smugness despite the voice changer.
She managed to escape with a headbutt and a swift kick where he was sent back. As soon as he got his balanced back he snapped his finger and multiple black-spots appeared around the room, “I love a woman who could kick my ass.” With a snap of his finger multiple chains suddenly shot out of the dark spots and towards the female agent.
He was taunting her and never seemed to let up. It was clear he knew what he was doing because it was working as he got under her skin. Leaning her head forward, she whipped her head back full force which lead to her release. Turning around quickly, she got into position to attack noticing that this guy had more up his sleeve than she had thought. Using his powers for evil. Of course. He would've been a great agent with his skill. She could hear the sounds of chains clinging around her, which confirmed she could be definitely fucked in this situation if she wasn't quick enough. There were two options she could take, going backward or going forward.
She chose forward.
Throwing herself forward, she knew this would help her get in the way of him and that exit. "I'm going to do more than just kick your ass." She prepared to attack, flames coming from her fists as she continued to throw them. Left, right, up down, and in any other direction combo she could come up with. James would mix it up, using her legs as well to at least do some damage to the guy if she even could. "I've been tracking you for weeks. I'm not going to let you get away with this shit you've been doing!"
He had to admit, he was impressed. Not only did she not flinch in the face of overwhelmingly number of chains threatening to ensnare her but she actually charged forward expertly dodging them and quickly closing the distance between them. What was surprising was the fire coming from her fist as she threw combo after combo aiming to incapacitate him with each attack being enhanced by her fire ability. He had to admit, he has a high pain tolerance but each punch or kick she managed to land did sting. He even found himself on the defensive a couple of times she landed a clean hit on him. However, he did have one advantage of this agent…
She was angry.
Just need to push a few more button He thought to himself blocking and counter attacking when ever he saw an opening. She made a comment about tracking him for a week and he couldn’t help himself, “If you wanted to get to know me so badly,” he says as he ducks a kick and touches the floor and snaps. Multiple Dark spots suddenly appeared, “All you have to do was ask.” And several chains flew out wrapping around both her legs, her arm, and one around her waist. He confidently approached her and runs his hand on her cheek and down her to her chin as he got uncomfortably close to her, “Since I know you’ve been waiting for so long I’ll make sure I don’t disappoint yo-.” He didn’t realize it until he felt her fist dig deep into his gut that one of her hands were free.
The punch felt like he was on ground zero of an explosion and was sent flying through the door, through a wall of another office and rolled to a stop. He immediately clutched his gut and groaned trying to get some air back in his lungs, “Fuck, too much…too much button pushing.” He said to himself as he struggled to get to his feet and put air in his lungs.
James' mind worked like clockwork with the ticking echoing within her mind. As she suspected, he was just as durable as just about anyone in the agency which meant an increase in beating technique. It seemed to be working as he counter attacked, blocked, and more but eventually she had to miss as he ducked and was suddenly ensnared. Blue hues stared him down, her breath a bit rugged from the consistent attacks from before. What a joke. James thought, feeling his hand running down her face which made her try to pull away to the best of her ability. Though it was more or less turning her head away to avoid his touch. Lucky for her and unfortunately for him, he left a hand of hers free as she pulled it back and full force tossed it right into his gut that sent him flying bullseye through the door and through a wall.
In the process of all that, she had been freed and immediately she took a mental note as she walked through the doorway and started to make her way through the cloud of dust. Her shoes crunching the pieces of sheetrock underneath her feet "You talk way too much for a Vigilante. Aren't they usually quiet?" She asked, emerging from the smoke with flames licking off her hands "I told you I was going to take you down. Tonight. This ends here. You've caused enough damage." Something didn't feel right to her as she found herself staring down at her opponent struggling to get up. There's no way. How come he missed one of my arms? Is he limited in his chains? Those eyes of hers had narrowed as she stormed forward and grabbed him with both hands, clenching his clothes as hard as she possibly could and pulling him up only to slam him on top of the desk Is he going easy on me? That can't be it. There were so many things that could be going on here and she had yet to confirm either one. "I'm done playing your silly little games!"
He managed to get to his feet, although not fully standing straight, by the time the agent had caught up to him in the other office. Declaring this all ended tonight. Tonight he thought to himself, No, this doesn’t end tonight, I’ve waited too long and there are still twelve names He slowly raised his head and met the blue hues of the female agent hell bent on taking him out. He let out a small chuckle when she said she was done playing with him, “Sorry to hear that sweetheart,” he says as he slowly raises his hands in a universal sign of someone’s surrender, “I, for one, enjoyed our time together but I suppose all good things must come to an end.” The last bit of his sentence sounded a bit ominous for someone who was surrendering.
Suddenly a near by radio came to life with the voices of the agents stationed outside, “Agent Carter! Agent James! come in! what the hell is going on inside!”
“There are chains!” Another yelled.
“Hundreds of them!”
He smirked.
Almost on cue several chains burst through the building from every direction not only threatening to ensnare the agent in front of him but tear her apart if she wasn’t careful. Once again he was impressed at her speed dodging expertly and being quick on her feet. However, the chains kept coming tearing apart walls, furniture, and even tearing apart the ceiling in large chunks. He couldn’t help but notice the determined look on her pretty little face to survive this onslaught but also a look of confusion. No doubt they had reports on him and they were more than likely wrong.
One chain managed to land a hit on her although only just, leaving a nice cut on her cheek but more importantly it slowed her down a little and that was the opening he needed. He rushed towards her disguising his movements as the onslaught of chains continued. He suddenly appeared right behind her just as she dodged a chain, “Boo.” He says and before she could react a chain wrapped around her waist and sling shot her towards the wall. This wall didn’t break thus making the impact that much more painful. Just like before some more chains appeared capturing both her arms and legs this time.
All she could do was watch as he slowly walked towards her, pulling out the same bloody knife he used to gut the mayor and the people on her team who didn’t die from the explosion trap he set. All the while more and more chains destroyed the building around them. There was no joke, no sarcastic remark as he approached her but she could feel his murderous intent.
She was so focused... Too focused on her target. When he put his arms up, she felt that relief to some degree but it left as soon as it came. Chaos was ensuing and her theory could have been dead wrong about this guy and his limitations. Chains immediately penetrated the walls and anything in their path and she immediately jumped back, focusing more so on staying alive rather than dying. "So you can do more than the eye can see? Nice damn trick." James called out as she jumped back to avoid another barrage of chains whipping by. Unfortunately she had gotten nicked by one of them and she could feel the warm thin trail of blood going down her cheek. When she looked back where her opponent had been, he was gone. Where did he go? Suddenly his voice came from behind and just as she turned with her elbow prepared to attack, she was caught by a chain that sent her straight into a wall.
Unfortunately for her it was a wall that was rock solid and did not crumble beneath the sheer force. The oxygen in her lungs had been knocked out as she collapsed to the ground, coughing before the chains had bound her once again. Despite being more durable, the pain was still no different to her than to the average human. When she had tried to move she could feel pain within her body, aching with any movement she had. I have to keep going. I refuse to go down When her blue eyes lifted towards her enemy she caught sight of the bloodied blade as he came toward her. “That’s it? Going for the cheap kill? Fight me with your hands, coward!” James’ words were soaked in venom “Letting your own power do your dirty work? Can't kill me like you did the mayor!?” He would probably take his time with her, slice her up little by little…What a sick fuck. She could hear the sounds of destruction around her, and the only thing she could hope was that her men got out of there.
The radio kept going off, her name being thrown in every so often. Those Fucks don’t know when to trust in me. Do they really think I’ll let this guy take me down so easily? “What is your end goal, huh? Take us down? Take all the officials down? Take over the world?”
She was a lot braver than her men and he admired that. Despite being restrained and finding herself in a situation that did not favor her she still was throwing out insults like they were going out of style. All the while trying to rip out of the chains that were currently keeping her pinned against the wall like a portrait. Even when he pulled out the knife she was still flinging insults at him, calling him a coward, why he lets his power fight for him, why he can’t seem to kill her like the mayor. And he had to admit that last one hurt.
He stood in front her of, his masked hues looking into her determined blues as she listed off what his goals could be but he didn’t move nor give away any hint if she was close or not. He ignored the destruction around them only stared at her. He placed his knife against her throat hard enough to draw blood, “all it would take is one motion,” he says to her moving his free hand from left to right, “and you will meet your entire unit in what ever lie you believe in.” He pressed the knife a little harder as if he was about to do it but stopped, “But! unlike your unit, you don’t deserve to be gutted like a pig.” Even with the destruction still going on he was still acting nonchalant about the whole thing.
Like before, he got close to her but instead of his hand he placed the dull side of his knife against her cheek. When she turned to look away he grabbed a fist full of her hair and forced her to look at him, “You see Agent…” he paused as he didn’t know her name.
“Guardian six! Agent James! Come in!” the radio blurted out.
“Liliana respond!” a familiar voice to her called out soon after, it was Carter’s voice.
He couldn’t help but chuckle, “Liliana James?” he questioned and chuckled again, “sounds like a lot of people are worried about you,” he slowly dragged his knife from her cheek to her chin, “I am not the type who wants to rule this hellscape we call earth or do I care about taking down V.A.G.E I’m actually a fan of what you do.” He says and adds, “as for my end goal, well, I can’t exactly tell you that can I?” with a fist full of her hair he pushed her head back into the wall causing her to become dizzy and her vision to become blurry. He closed the distance between them once again, “but since you entertained me so much I will give you a hint.”
He leaned close to her ear and she could feel his breath causing her to realize he took off his mask. With one simple turn of her head she could see the face of the killer but she was too dazed to even do something so simple, “April 17; Island City Incident” Before he broke the distance between them he put his mask on and stepped back looking at the agent. He was about to say something when all of a sudden a deep voice could be heard coming from down the hall.
“Liliana!” it was Carter, “There’s wolf! Get him!” and a sudden hail of bullets began firing at his direction. He shielded himself before looking at the agent and said, “see you later, beautiful.” And began to take off but not before leaving behind a special present. As the agents got close 4 flash bombs with their pins pulled out rolled towards the agents and with a bright light and a very loud “POP” Liliana and the rescue unit where blinded.
“Shit!” Carter says as soon as he can see, “You! Take a few men and go after Wolf!” and a series of men began running down the hallway where Wolf ran, “You ok Liliana?” Carter was like a mentor to her when she first started in V.A.G.E and always stayed professional with her. Only calling her by name when he was worried about her and needed her to know he was serious about something.
Even when death was knocking at the door, she did not back down as she felt the bloodied blade press up against her delicate skin. He was right, all he needed was one swipe and she’d bleed out in a matter of seconds. The other agents wouldn’t get to her in time even if they were running full speed. What caught her off guard was that he pulled away, claiming she didn’t need to be gutted like a pig Good to know he has some class I suppose. James thought to herself before the radio went off once again. You dumb mother fu- As soon as her name left the man’s lips, she glared at him. How dare he say her name. He didn’t deserve to have that name of hers roll off his tongue.
While attempting to pull her head away from his knife, she listened to his words and was only met with her head being slammed against the (probably) concrete wall, causing her head to spin. As a matter of fact she felt the crashing wave of unconsciousness coming to claim her but of course she fought that to the best of her abilities. While her head had been forcibly turned away from her opponent, she could feel the man’s hot breath brushing against her ear. He’s risking it all huh? All it could take is for me to turn my head? Ah what am I even thinking, I can barely see with the darkness in this room. The only light we have is right through the window. Even if I did look at him I wouldn't be able to make his features out. All he gave her was a date and a location. Those were her hints and nothing more.
The chains still seemed to still hold onto her and all she could hear was the sounds of gunfire. Whatever came next she couldn’t take in as she eventually was released and collapsed to the ground. The flashbang did not help as it exploded and nearly blinded her as she closed her eyes. Her ears had been ringing from that flashbang and she could just barely hear her mentor calling out to her as he approached and began to pull her into his arms. “I-I’m fine Carter. I refused to let him get away…And that son of a bitch still got away…” We will meet again and next time I'll be prepared to take you down. This is the only time you're getting me. Her blue hues closed and her head rested against his shoulder “Not..Next time…” James muttered as she eventually succumbed to the blissful sleep.
“What the hell was that!?” One of the agents yelled.
“Don’t tell me Wolf found his way inside!” another yelled.
“How!”
“Contact Agent James and get a status report!” another shouted.
“Guardian Six! This is Guardian four! Status report! Guardian Six!”
The voice coming from the radio could be heard, however, the radio was currently on the body of an agent who was currently laying in a pool of his own blood. The sound of battle echoed in the hallways as the target code named, Wolf, was taking out another agent by shoving his dagger into his gut, summoned some strange snake chain, wrapped it around his neck, and it pulled him towards the ceiling. The man kept his dagger in the agents gut while he was being pulled upwards gutting the man like a pig and left him hanging as he continued his advanced.
He kicked the door down and saw his target, cowering by his desk, “You,” the “Wolf” says as memories of THAT DAY replayed in his mind. This man was older now but still had the same fear in his eyes, A coward who allowed hundreds of people die so he could keep his position, “Today is the day.” The old man came out of his hiding spot and held a gun towards the “wolf”.
“B-back! Or I’ll shoot!” He commands shaky breath. The “Wolf” didn’t flinch, instead he swung his arms to the side and a green chain appeared out of no where and smacked his hands causing him to drop the gun. When the old man tried to grab his gun from the floor that’s when the ‘wolf’ quickly rushed him, grabbing him by the neck and bashing the back of his head against the glass, The mayor struggled for a moment and while doing so the ‘Wolf’ pushed a little button hidden in his mask “I’ve waited so long to do this.” He says looking into the old man’s eyes, his real voice coming through instead of the voice changer the ‘wolf’s eyes full of rage, “to give you exactly what you and your crew deserve.”
“B-but I didn’t do anything! Please!” the old man begged but the ‘Wolf’ wasn’t having it.
“And that’s the issue, Mayor.” The ‘Wolf’ says, “You didn’t do anything…and millions of people died because of it.” There was a moment of realization in the Mayors eyes but the one code named ‘Wolf’ didn’t give him a chance to respond. He stabbed his dagger into his chest, twisted it, and ripped it downwards leaving a twelve inch gash from his chest to his stomach, “They may forgive you,” he says as the life began to leave the mayors eyes, “But I never will…”
He suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him, when he looked he saw a women, a little singed from the explosion but otherwise seemed fine, “well, well, well,” he says after turning his voice changer back on and he turned to full attention to her, “and here I thought all the agents inside where dealt with.” He eyed the agent from head to toe and whistled, “and you’re hot too? Geez, you must be popular in V.A.G.E.” The agent couldn’t see it but he held a smirk on his masked face.
So much was going on in her head. How could this happen? Why did this happen? He was the Mayor. The one person that ran this forsaken city despite how it was ran so poorly. Granted some of the things he did she didn't approve of, but she was one person. Doubtful she'd be able to change anything about it. Though, now he was at risk and while the building was exploding and basically going up in flames, she ran into the danger. James was the first to be called in as she was one of the top few agents in V.A.G.E to come into contact with the "Wolf" is so they called him. A man who went around killing specific individuals in the night. He was doing vigilante work and James did not like that one bit. There was a right and wrong way to do these things, and he chose wrong.
While her radio was blaring, she ignored it with ease as she infiltrated the office of the once current mayor with the culprit standing right above him. The room was slowly smelling of metal and while it was unpleasant, she had to keep her focus "You son of a bitch." She said aloud, eyes locked on the masked man in front of her while he used his voice changer to mask that identity of his. Smart guy However, what had left his lips had caused her blood to boil "As if that is something you should worry about, Wolf. I'm about to put you down like the mutt that you are. You're not leaving this room." James ran forward and easily grabbed the mayor's desk to flip it with such ease. Being part of V.A.G.E meant you were superhuman to some degree. While not entirely invincible like Superman, they were surely more durable than the average human.
James would not back down, she would fight till her last dying breath. This man she had been trying to track down since he popped up causing chaos the way he was. He needed to be stopped and she intended for it to be now rather than later. While her radio continued to go off, she could hear her team calling for medics, who was retreating, who was coming for reinforcements. This man was hers, she wasn't going to let anyone else take the kill from her. Not this time.
She rushed in flipping the desk declaring she wasn’t going to allow him to leave the room. He snapped his fingers and a dark spot appeared and a chain shot out from it catching the desk mid air and pulling it out of the way giving him a clear view of the female agent rushing him, “You want to do this here?” he questioned in fake shock as he nimbly dodged her lefts and rights, “In front of the mayor?” he blocked her next attack and tightly gripped onto her forearms and spun her around so her back was against his chest and he wrapped his arms around her, “I didn’t know you were that kind of women, agent.” She could practically hear the smugness despite the voice changer.
She managed to escape with a headbutt and a swift kick where he was sent back. As soon as he got his balanced back he snapped his finger and multiple black-spots appeared around the room, “I love a woman who could kick my ass.” With a snap of his finger multiple chains suddenly shot out of the dark spots and towards the female agent.
He was taunting her and never seemed to let up. It was clear he knew what he was doing because it was working as he got under her skin. Leaning her head forward, she whipped her head back full force which lead to her release. Turning around quickly, she got into position to attack noticing that this guy had more up his sleeve than she had thought. Using his powers for evil. Of course. He would've been a great agent with his skill. She could hear the sounds of chains clinging around her, which confirmed she could be definitely fucked in this situation if she wasn't quick enough. There were two options she could take, going backward or going forward.
She chose forward.
Throwing herself forward, she knew this would help her get in the way of him and that exit. "I'm going to do more than just kick your ass." She prepared to attack, flames coming from her fists as she continued to throw them. Left, right, up down, and in any other direction combo she could come up with. James would mix it up, using her legs as well to at least do some damage to the guy if she even could. "I've been tracking you for weeks. I'm not going to let you get away with this shit you've been doing!"
He had to admit, he was impressed. Not only did she not flinch in the face of overwhelmingly number of chains threatening to ensnare her but she actually charged forward expertly dodging them and quickly closing the distance between them. What was surprising was the fire coming from her fist as she threw combo after combo aiming to incapacitate him with each attack being enhanced by her fire ability. He had to admit, he has a high pain tolerance but each punch or kick she managed to land did sting. He even found himself on the defensive a couple of times she landed a clean hit on him. However, he did have one advantage of this agent…
She was angry.
Just need to push a few more button He thought to himself blocking and counter attacking when ever he saw an opening. She made a comment about tracking him for a week and he couldn’t help himself, “If you wanted to get to know me so badly,” he says as he ducks a kick and touches the floor and snaps. Multiple Dark spots suddenly appeared, “All you have to do was ask.” And several chains flew out wrapping around both her legs, her arm, and one around her waist. He confidently approached her and runs his hand on her cheek and down her to her chin as he got uncomfortably close to her, “Since I know you’ve been waiting for so long I’ll make sure I don’t disappoint yo-.” He didn’t realize it until he felt her fist dig deep into his gut that one of her hands were free.
The punch felt like he was on ground zero of an explosion and was sent flying through the door, through a wall of another office and rolled to a stop. He immediately clutched his gut and groaned trying to get some air back in his lungs, “Fuck, too much…too much button pushing.” He said to himself as he struggled to get to his feet and put air in his lungs.
James' mind worked like clockwork with the ticking echoing within her mind. As she suspected, he was just as durable as just about anyone in the agency which meant an increase in beating technique. It seemed to be working as he counter attacked, blocked, and more but eventually she had to miss as he ducked and was suddenly ensnared. Blue hues stared him down, her breath a bit rugged from the consistent attacks from before. What a joke. James thought, feeling his hand running down her face which made her try to pull away to the best of her ability. Though it was more or less turning her head away to avoid his touch. Lucky for her and unfortunately for him, he left a hand of hers free as she pulled it back and full force tossed it right into his gut that sent him flying bullseye through the door and through a wall.
In the process of all that, she had been freed and immediately she took a mental note as she walked through the doorway and started to make her way through the cloud of dust. Her shoes crunching the pieces of sheetrock underneath her feet "You talk way too much for a Vigilante. Aren't they usually quiet?" She asked, emerging from the smoke with flames licking off her hands "I told you I was going to take you down. Tonight. This ends here. You've caused enough damage." Something didn't feel right to her as she found herself staring down at her opponent struggling to get up. There's no way. How come he missed one of my arms? Is he limited in his chains? Those eyes of hers had narrowed as she stormed forward and grabbed him with both hands, clenching his clothes as hard as she possibly could and pulling him up only to slam him on top of the desk Is he going easy on me? That can't be it. There were so many things that could be going on here and she had yet to confirm either one. "I'm done playing your silly little games!"
He managed to get to his feet, although not fully standing straight, by the time the agent had caught up to him in the other office. Declaring this all ended tonight. Tonight he thought to himself, No, this doesn’t end tonight, I’ve waited too long and there are still twelve names He slowly raised his head and met the blue hues of the female agent hell bent on taking him out. He let out a small chuckle when she said she was done playing with him, “Sorry to hear that sweetheart,” he says as he slowly raises his hands in a universal sign of someone’s surrender, “I, for one, enjoyed our time together but I suppose all good things must come to an end.” The last bit of his sentence sounded a bit ominous for someone who was surrendering.
Suddenly a near by radio came to life with the voices of the agents stationed outside, “Agent Carter! Agent James! come in! what the hell is going on inside!”
“There are chains!” Another yelled.
“Hundreds of them!”
He smirked.
Almost on cue several chains burst through the building from every direction not only threatening to ensnare the agent in front of him but tear her apart if she wasn’t careful. Once again he was impressed at her speed dodging expertly and being quick on her feet. However, the chains kept coming tearing apart walls, furniture, and even tearing apart the ceiling in large chunks. He couldn’t help but notice the determined look on her pretty little face to survive this onslaught but also a look of confusion. No doubt they had reports on him and they were more than likely wrong.
One chain managed to land a hit on her although only just, leaving a nice cut on her cheek but more importantly it slowed her down a little and that was the opening he needed. He rushed towards her disguising his movements as the onslaught of chains continued. He suddenly appeared right behind her just as she dodged a chain, “Boo.” He says and before she could react a chain wrapped around her waist and sling shot her towards the wall. This wall didn’t break thus making the impact that much more painful. Just like before some more chains appeared capturing both her arms and legs this time.
All she could do was watch as he slowly walked towards her, pulling out the same bloody knife he used to gut the mayor and the people on her team who didn’t die from the explosion trap he set. All the while more and more chains destroyed the building around them. There was no joke, no sarcastic remark as he approached her but she could feel his murderous intent.
She was so focused... Too focused on her target. When he put his arms up, she felt that relief to some degree but it left as soon as it came. Chaos was ensuing and her theory could have been dead wrong about this guy and his limitations. Chains immediately penetrated the walls and anything in their path and she immediately jumped back, focusing more so on staying alive rather than dying. "So you can do more than the eye can see? Nice damn trick." James called out as she jumped back to avoid another barrage of chains whipping by. Unfortunately she had gotten nicked by one of them and she could feel the warm thin trail of blood going down her cheek. When she looked back where her opponent had been, he was gone. Where did he go? Suddenly his voice came from behind and just as she turned with her elbow prepared to attack, she was caught by a chain that sent her straight into a wall.
Unfortunately for her it was a wall that was rock solid and did not crumble beneath the sheer force. The oxygen in her lungs had been knocked out as she collapsed to the ground, coughing before the chains had bound her once again. Despite being more durable, the pain was still no different to her than to the average human. When she had tried to move she could feel pain within her body, aching with any movement she had. I have to keep going. I refuse to go down When her blue eyes lifted towards her enemy she caught sight of the bloodied blade as he came toward her. “That’s it? Going for the cheap kill? Fight me with your hands, coward!” James’ words were soaked in venom “Letting your own power do your dirty work? Can't kill me like you did the mayor!?” He would probably take his time with her, slice her up little by little…What a sick fuck. She could hear the sounds of destruction around her, and the only thing she could hope was that her men got out of there.
The radio kept going off, her name being thrown in every so often. Those Fucks don’t know when to trust in me. Do they really think I’ll let this guy take me down so easily? “What is your end goal, huh? Take us down? Take all the officials down? Take over the world?”
She was a lot braver than her men and he admired that. Despite being restrained and finding herself in a situation that did not favor her she still was throwing out insults like they were going out of style. All the while trying to rip out of the chains that were currently keeping her pinned against the wall like a portrait. Even when he pulled out the knife she was still flinging insults at him, calling him a coward, why he lets his power fight for him, why he can’t seem to kill her like the mayor. And he had to admit that last one hurt.
He stood in front her of, his masked hues looking into her determined blues as she listed off what his goals could be but he didn’t move nor give away any hint if she was close or not. He ignored the destruction around them only stared at her. He placed his knife against her throat hard enough to draw blood, “all it would take is one motion,” he says to her moving his free hand from left to right, “and you will meet your entire unit in what ever lie you believe in.” He pressed the knife a little harder as if he was about to do it but stopped, “But! unlike your unit, you don’t deserve to be gutted like a pig.” Even with the destruction still going on he was still acting nonchalant about the whole thing.
Like before, he got close to her but instead of his hand he placed the dull side of his knife against her cheek. When she turned to look away he grabbed a fist full of her hair and forced her to look at him, “You see Agent…” he paused as he didn’t know her name.
“Guardian six! Agent James! Come in!” the radio blurted out.
“Liliana respond!” a familiar voice to her called out soon after, it was Carter’s voice.
He couldn’t help but chuckle, “Liliana James?” he questioned and chuckled again, “sounds like a lot of people are worried about you,” he slowly dragged his knife from her cheek to her chin, “I am not the type who wants to rule this hellscape we call earth or do I care about taking down V.A.G.E I’m actually a fan of what you do.” He says and adds, “as for my end goal, well, I can’t exactly tell you that can I?” with a fist full of her hair he pushed her head back into the wall causing her to become dizzy and her vision to become blurry. He closed the distance between them once again, “but since you entertained me so much I will give you a hint.”
He leaned close to her ear and she could feel his breath causing her to realize he took off his mask. With one simple turn of her head she could see the face of the killer but she was too dazed to even do something so simple, “April 17; Island City Incident” Before he broke the distance between them he put his mask on and stepped back looking at the agent. He was about to say something when all of a sudden a deep voice could be heard coming from down the hall.
“Liliana!” it was Carter, “There’s wolf! Get him!” and a sudden hail of bullets began firing at his direction. He shielded himself before looking at the agent and said, “see you later, beautiful.” And began to take off but not before leaving behind a special present. As the agents got close 4 flash bombs with their pins pulled out rolled towards the agents and with a bright light and a very loud “POP” Liliana and the rescue unit where blinded.
“Shit!” Carter says as soon as he can see, “You! Take a few men and go after Wolf!” and a series of men began running down the hallway where Wolf ran, “You ok Liliana?” Carter was like a mentor to her when she first started in V.A.G.E and always stayed professional with her. Only calling her by name when he was worried about her and needed her to know he was serious about something.
Even when death was knocking at the door, she did not back down as she felt the bloodied blade press up against her delicate skin. He was right, all he needed was one swipe and she’d bleed out in a matter of seconds. The other agents wouldn’t get to her in time even if they were running full speed. What caught her off guard was that he pulled away, claiming she didn’t need to be gutted like a pig Good to know he has some class I suppose. James thought to herself before the radio went off once again. You dumb mother fu- As soon as her name left the man’s lips, she glared at him. How dare he say her name. He didn’t deserve to have that name of hers roll off his tongue.
While attempting to pull her head away from his knife, she listened to his words and was only met with her head being slammed against the (probably) concrete wall, causing her head to spin. As a matter of fact she felt the crashing wave of unconsciousness coming to claim her but of course she fought that to the best of her abilities. While her head had been forcibly turned away from her opponent, she could feel the man’s hot breath brushing against her ear. He’s risking it all huh? All it could take is for me to turn my head? Ah what am I even thinking, I can barely see with the darkness in this room. The only light we have is right through the window. Even if I did look at him I wouldn't be able to make his features out. All he gave her was a date and a location. Those were her hints and nothing more.
The chains still seemed to still hold onto her and all she could hear was the sounds of gunfire. Whatever came next she couldn’t take in as she eventually was released and collapsed to the ground. The flashbang did not help as it exploded and nearly blinded her as she closed her eyes. Her ears had been ringing from that flashbang and she could just barely hear her mentor calling out to her as he approached and began to pull her into his arms. “I-I’m fine Carter. I refused to let him get away…And that son of a bitch still got away…” We will meet again and next time I'll be prepared to take you down. This is the only time you're getting me. Her blue hues closed and her head rested against his shoulder “Not..Next time…” James muttered as she eventually succumbed to the blissful sleep.
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