T A R G E T||O. Colomar[Sombra]

chapter two

The gunfire had started earlier than you would've thought. You'd barely finished your breakfast: a Mexican classic of a pork tamale and a scrambled egg. The familiar Talon troopers swung in through the dining  room's windows sending shards of glass soaring through the air. Although their entrance was grande in all means of speaking, it gave you more than enough time to vanish from the room. The few of your subordinates that had been in the dining room with you had been shot first, and as it was a loss to your "army", you promised yourself you'd go back to recognize their bravery.

    y/n sprinted through the hall past her office, swinging around the corner to catch two red-capped Talon troopers off guard. Without a single moment of hesitation you fired two rounds: a bullet to the head for each. The hall seemed empty for the most past, but remaining cautious was your strongest skill. You'd stopped running as the manor had grown mysteriously quiet and began creeping slowly down the hall, your gun held in front of you.

    You reached the end of the hall. A dead end...but not for you. Pushing in the eyes of the haunting painting hanging on the wall to the left of you, the floor sunk down and took you with it. As you had been in the hall one second, you were in your garage the other. As the lights flickered on and the ac began to roar, you felt more grateful than you normally would that your jacket hadn't slipped off your shoulders while you were running.

    A row of cars was lit up as the lights turned on one by one, all facing the several garage doors that would be your exit out. As you marched along the row of cars you dragged your hand along the fronts of the cars, saying a silent and temporary goodbye to your vehicles. Another day, another goddamn getaway. Cual es mi vida? You slipped your car keys from your pocket and clicked the locked button. The black Volvo XC60 that lay in the middle of your line of cars beeped.

    Now this car, this car you trusted with everything. You jogged a little faster as you pulled yourself into the driver's seat and checked the back mirror. Caution was everything to you. The engine revved to life, the doors clicked shut, and the car's shield activated. Just as the garage began to open, gunfire started up again.

    "So you soldiers are good for something," y/n snarled, switching the car into drive and pressing her foot into the gas. "Too bad your success will be short- lived." The tires screeched and the vehicle shot forward, clipping the slowly opening garage door and plowing into the troopers. The car's shield sent the troopers flying off the edge of the road and into the "moat" that surrounded the path to your escape.

    Tearing up the road, the car drifted around every turn and sent you flying down the road away from the forces searching for you. When it felt like you were far enough away you lessened the weight you'd applied to the gas pedal and cruised down the private roadway. No one would be on this road for a while, so you used what little time-prediction you had to assume you had a good hour to switch roads and get to your bunker to let the storm pass.

    After all, Akande would have to give up at some point. But you could never be certain. Silence passed through the car. Usually you'd find it relaxing...but not when it felt like someone was watching you the entire ride. You pulled into another hidden garage and silenced the car, sitting in the darkness of the garage for a second. The feeling was still there when you exited the car. Warily looking around you slipped your gun from your waistband and held it close to the inside of your coat.

    The motion sensor lights flickered on and you spun around to face whatever had set them off. Standing beside the car, her gun pointed directly at your head, was the infamous hacker of Talon. Weapons pointed at each other, she chuckled, "Buen dia, y/n~."