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Yn was standing guard, protecting the large VIP area as her leader, Zakiel, talked to another powerful drug lord, Xavier.

They had been discussing a drug trade. We were inside of a club and they sat in a disclosed booth tucked near the back of the club.

"C'mon, amigo. Consider it." Zakiel begged as he showed down images of large crates of weapons and heavy amounts of drugs. I had been working in this business for a while.

Most apart of the cartel, a smaller vein though. We run under Valeria's call, with Zakiel being her right hand man.

"I already told you, Im not interested in pets work." Xavier hissed. One of his guards narrowed his eyes at me as I see his hand tighten on his gun. I return with the same.

"How about we up this deal up a bit. I will give you a beautiful asset." He slips down a picture, displaying a large demolition weapon. "We know you've been having issues with Russian enemies. The bombs we have in our hands will be perfect for you."

Xavier seemed interested. "What for it?"

"50 of your men to give us protection. And 30% of your territory."

"You must be mad"

"Either have some of your territory or you lose it all."

"Deal." Xavier stood up, shaking his hand. Meet us in another month, we will discuss borders."

"Good doing business gentleman." Zakiel smiled as he took his hand back, putting out his cigar before making his way out of the booth to leave.

One of Zakiels other guards took lead as I stood behind him, following closely.

Sergent Prives took lead, opening up into the large rainy alley way. Our car running in the rain.

As I stepped foot out of the door I noticed, one of our other guards was sat against the alley wall, bleeding from the neck.

Prives rounded around the car, looking into the driver seat to see that our driver was slumped over, dead.

"Get him out of here!" I yelled as automatically 2 figures landed across the alley.

Before Zakiel could get to safety a silenced pistol fired, leaving him to fall to the ground.

Quikcly I rushed to his body, patting down his pockets, stripping him of the photos, his phone.

One person grabbed Prives, jamming a blade into his neck before pulling it out and leaving him.

The alley gate that we had entered from had been closed.

Looking back the spare soldier had landed his sights on me, begining to charge after me.

He had a menacing hood on with red smeared down the eyes, a large vest on that lifted up to expose his black long sleeve and gloves.

I didnt have the materials to take him down.

I turned my back to them, jamming everything into my pockets before grasping onto the large black fence, scurring up the black sleek metal with despreacy before throwing myself over the fence, landing on the other side.

Making eye contact with the large man he glared me down. I turned tail, sprinting away. This was a halfway through Xavier territory and Zakiel territory. There was a helicopter with men of Zakiels not too far. They were stationed at a nearby cliff.

They would be awaiting Zakiel.

My hand pressed down on my walkie talkie as I spoke in.

"1-5 to watcher! Get that heli off the ground and get ready for a quick extraction. Zakiels dead!" I panted heavily as I nearly slipped turning into another alley. Running past all the garbage and trash I made my way towards a large complex, about a block down or so but would be within a few seconds of taking a few shortcuts.

"Roger! We'll get this thing off the ground, meet us at the roof of the complex."

"After her!" Distant yelling could be heard.

Damnit!

I struggled to strap my gun to my back, completely ditching it as I threw it down. My footsteps loud in the cold rain. My hair drooping and stringy from the heavy rain.

This was bad.

I turned into an alley, running towards the fire escape. I would take the escape to the roof.

BANG! A door burst open as the large male burst from a door farther down the alley.

He turned, making eye contact with me once again.

"Damnit!" I yelled quickly as I sprinted forward, him doing the same as he chased after me.

There was no ladder for this escape, probably broken off with time. I jumped at the wall, kicking off it as I grabbed onto the wet metal, out of his reach.

He cursed loudly in a language I couldnt understand. Raising my leg to hoist myself up I slipped but quickly regained my standings.

He stood under the escape, glaring up at me determined.

"Whatever your after, your not getting it from me." I warned as I stood up. He was dressed in tactical gear from head to toe. His tan cargo pants had straps and pockets while he wore heavy black boots. Past the heavy atmosphere I could see grey eyes burning with determination.

He growled as he jumped up, hoisting himself up. He was late as I already began my descent up the fire escape.

I could hear his heavy footsteps behind me as I rushed up the stairs myself. He was only two floors below me. He could catch me within seconds.

My lunges burned as I struggled not to slip on the sleek metal.

"Get down here!" He hissed. He had an angry whiny german accent.

My teeth gritted as my heart pounded with fear. I finally set foot onto the roof, looking across the large concrete flooring to see the black and white heli arrising from the ground. Right under the helicopter was a long cliff.

"We're taking fire! Make the jump!" I heard a voice come over the walkie talkie. The helicopter distanced itself from the ledge, rolling out a long ladder for me. Hearing the quick footsteps behind me I looked back to see the figure panting angrily as he leaned against the railing.

Shit. He began sprinting after me as I began sprinting for the ledge. My adrenaline shot up as I approached the ledge, I hopped onto the ledge before kicking off the ledge strongly, feeling my weight lift off the building.

"No!" The soldier growled as I felt his hand miss me by seconds. I reached out of the ladder, feeling my weight collapse against ut as the helicopter began departing from the ledge. I clung onto the ladder for dear life, knowing I could slip.

The ladder swayed my weight, causing my fear of heights to slowly come back to me.

I looked behind me, seeing the soldier with his hands clasped angrily.

"Damnit!" He cursed loudly as he slammed his hand down against the ledge, staring at me.

HQ will be interested in what I have for them. The soldier.. he had an austrian flag on the shoulder patch.

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Konig POV

I clambered up to the top of the staircase, looking across the roof to see her. She had a tight long sleeve with a heavy vest across her chest in black. She had a gun thigh holster and black denim jeans on that were tucked into black tacticla boots. Around her tight turtleneck long sleeve was a gold chain. She looked at me, making eye contact.

The sound of a helicopter arrising took both of our attention. The moisture making my mask cold as i felt my hot breath against me.

We have been tracking Zakiel for so long and all we have been after is on her, we cant let this go.

I ran after her, her getting scared from my action before running towards the edge. She didnt hesitate to kick up the ledge and jump off. The helicopter descended from the building, leaving her to land on the endest part of the ladder, barely making it.

She swayed in the wind heavily as she clutched onto the ladder for dear life.

There goes all our hard work at once!

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