Run and Hide (Agent 47 x Reader)

Chapter 1: A Contract

The quality of what the cameras pick up is unsuitable for he couldn't identify the child's face. Even so, this event was a disaster the bodies were found under the rubble far from recognition for most on the faces. The bodies mangled and twisted from the pain charred with nothing more and the few survivors remaining were dying attackers with a few children and staff alive with varying burns. 

He quickly rewatches and skims all the accounts that had taken place. He examined the teenager that caused the fire and looked back at his phone at the photo for any hints. The agent can confirm you were the culprit based on the age and assumed height. By the body language, you were frantic although you were quick and calm. You lived indeed as stated from the ICA, so you likely have used the extinguisher to break the glass window of your room and climb out. Even though you are on the fifth floor the structure design of the hospital, you must have retained an advantage. 

He currently knows you're a murderer. You have committed genocide to many innocent people all of that to spare yourself. "Where are you now?" He said to himself. Even when he is deep in thought, he cannot ignore nor block out the noises of a couple upstairs. He mainly hears the lady who is speaking fluent Spanish cursing her husband off in things unimaginable. Items were heard contacting the walls, and then it died down with an exchange between them apologizing to one another. He huffed in annoyance. This constantly happened at night during his stay here. 

Little did he know there is someone on the other side of the world. Who is paranoid about managing their steps steady as they enter their gloomy hotel room with packages. This person is you who ripped open the boxes that are about the size of your lap although all, however, varies in height. You have your new gear, along with other gadgets more upgraded than the old delivered from drones of the deep web. Now having enhanced motion sensors, finally heat sensors. Bugs to listen with a small camera builder in, a wireless router to get to the internet and remain connected to your gear and then the flash drive. This one you don't want to lose at all. That was the hardest item to acquire compared to the rest. Its purpose is to cloak your identity on the internet, hiding whereabouts of your router and bugs, and adequate protection from hackers. Whenever hackers try to hack you, they will get a minor virus back or even worse their information if they choose to stay connected to you. It does all the work for you, so no more pesky hackers and police tracking you down. 

You try steadying your breath, but it is futile. With ear sharp as ever carefully listens for any noises deem foreign to your environment. There was no noise heard yet you waited for the 15 minutes in silence and frozen in fear. You then abruptly open the laptop to connect with the bugs. In the search for anyone suspicious then used the flash drive for you almost forgotten about due to your scared state. Switching each audio one by one listening as the sun takes it time arriving to shine in the black sky, but you can not help but be afraid.

 'What if there is someone lock picking my door? Is there someone spying on my window?' You turn to your window, at the same time pressing a button to a bug for that specific place. No one is there not figure seen nor hear from your ears. 

To be living in this hotel for two weeks causes you to believe you occupy much time here and you need getting out soon or even better now. Pacing to the closet recovers a packed duffel bag and empty book bag. Hastily putting all your items in and cleaning the room. To show there is no sign of your presence is here at all. Begin cleaning, wiping with a baby wipe on items your fingerprints could have possibly lay upon, using a lint roller where you slept picking up hair strands. The same for the bathroom cleaning everything, better safe than sorry. You retrieve all the bugs you place happy to know the cameras are not on, to begin with, and walk down to exit the hotel. Giving back the keys to the front of the lady at the counter. The woman was in her late 50s smiled sweetly at you when you arrived.