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"Ouf!"

A needle like thorn poked through my black leather jacket into my skin.

"Thor's hairy ass!" I hissed at it while a few thorns replied by poking some more where they should not. Especially the personal spaces.

I lay down prone, legs wide spread, concealing myself with the cloak of darkness like a wolf does before approaching its prey.

"Err... B, target is approaching to the North, on the rooftop, 3 o'clock," the voice announced through my earpiece while I tried to divert my attention from unbearable stings to the location my partner had identified.

I peered through my night-vision scope and was greeted by velvety blackness of the serene night- or better, it was the leaf that stuck on my powerful scope. I was fortunate enough to hide myself in shadows of a thorny bush -which my excellent brain chose out of every other bush- six hundred metres away from my target.

At least no one would think of an enemy hiding in a thorny bush.

The air was humid and occasionally the wind blew howling through the woods and slapped the metal barrier of the rusty building before me. I was quite impressed they had chosen a place like this. The abandoned factory seemed like an odd place to do much of anything, let alone a suitable place to do some illegal stuff. The ground was very low from where I had hidden myself. It seemed they had dug into it before making an outstanding old looking abandoned factory while the trees had done excellent work hiding it under their shadows.

I shook the leaf from my scope and narrowed my gaze through it. A shadow loaded with arms walked on the rooftop. The security wasn't tight by the looks of it, but we had spied out the place days ago, in the preparation of our mission and it had more security than the president of The United States had.

I flicked to infrared vision and saw more than ten red and orange figures through the wall. With infrared I could only tell the difference between a cow and a human and a chicken but not their gender or who it was.

Better finish with the outside security first.

I flicked to night vision and aimed down the scope. Checked the wind speed and distance, and adjusted accordingly. I turned the safety off and pulled the trigger.

I released the breath I held before taking the shot, "Target down."

"12 o'clock. Fire on respiratory pause."

By now, two armed men had already seen the body and they ran toward each other, both talking through their walkie-talkie.

"12 o'clock and 1 o'clock," the voice through my earpiece said.

My finger lingered on the trigger.

"What are you waiting for?"

The two figures approached and were about to cross when my bullet left the barrel with the speed more than two times the speed of sound.

Thud. Thud.

One bullet. Two down.

"Targets down." A playful smirk made the side of my mouth curl up under my mask.

"Show off." A mumble came through my earpiece and I rolled my eyes.

Men rushed from the metal door, shouting orders and taking their positions. A futile attempt to hide themselves from me. I sighed.

Not a second gone, a bullet hit the ground just by a few metres from my hiding bush.

Thanos's bald ass! They even hired a sniper. What the hell were they hiding here?!

"They have a snipper. Can you locate him? And where's Alex?" I asked my extra eyes on the battlefield: Spider aka Dyson. My best friend with extraordinary skills in computers and an unusual obsession with vampires.

"I've already informed him but he hasn't replied yet."

"Un-hun."

The important person was a Russian government official who was involved in drug dealings with other states and we had also found his wicked deeds that also involved the mafia activities in Italy. However, our target was not the illegal business happening under the duvet of the abandoned factory. Our target was the Russian agent, Marco Volkov. Some higher up just paid us a big amount to finish him off.

Interesting thing was our client never revealed his identity to us but said to take some special documents from the factory. I was wondering what it could be when another bullet hit the ground just one metre away.

I placed my finger on the trigger and saw through the scope from where the sniper was shooting. On the other hand, the armed men already had a hunch where I was and they rained me with bullets. However, it landed far away from my bush.

Two bullets came but landed on the two bushes that stayed both sides of my thorny one. Ah! At least there was one good reason to find a thorny bush- I'd like to think that.

"Found him! 10 o'clock, eight hundred metres," Dyson informed.

I moved and saw a head peeking through from the ground. He wasn't near the buildings. Given his position, if I went without finishing him off, I'd be dead in just one minute. He had a good view of the lower ground and also the distance was perfect.

I aimed for his head but damn that man was moving to adjust his position. Just one hit and it would end. I took a deep breath and determined the range and pulled the trigger. The bullet went like a bullet train and missed him just by one metre.

Bluggers' hat!

He was now alert of me. I didn't have an unlimited amount of time to take my second shot. If he sought cover and disappeared, I would be doomed.

I held my breath and pulled the trigger again. I made sure it hit him this time and there was no movement. I released a sigh.

"Target eliminated."

Nevertheless, these motherfuckers were firing at me like they were bursting firecrackers. Well, it wasn't the Royal wedding!

They were just wasting their bullets.

I cursed and moved my sniper gun, aiming at them and in a minute they fell on the floor. I led myself out when I inspected there wasn't anyone around. I packed my weapons and headed for my mission.

In the premises, the men stood like terminator Genesis as their fingers remained on the triggers ready to shoot. They wore black suits and pants and had bluetooth connected on their ears.

And I stood there with only one gun in my hand.

The big door behind them was still closed with an automatic lock.

There were just a few seconds to save myself from them and I loosened my grip on the gun while going for my swords that hung from both sides of my belt.

They showered me with their bullets while I took my swords out and swung, cutting through the bullets that fall on the ground like coins.

I heaved a deep breath, standing on the corpse of the bullets while they looked like I had grown two extra hands from my back.

Well, I wished if I could because my hands felt tired from the overexertion and if they again started firing, I'd have to die of exhaustion. Years of rigorous training on the mountains could make you inhumane sometimes.

I was quite proud of myself after achieving this goal. The ten years paid off! No one I had known could do this.

They paused for a moment before pouring bullets on their magazine.

"Hold... on... " I huffed and bent down to fill my lungs with oxygen. It felt someone had squished them and twisted them in unusual ways. Now, I had my doubts on those movies which made the move seem like less tiring.

The men looked at me stopping their movement while their brows tied into various kinds of knots.

"Oh! That... was... tiring!" I huffed some more.

But it took them off guard as I moved in a lightning speed cut through them in two swift moves. Blood splattered on the walls created a phenomenal art of killing. The metallic smell engulfed my nose. Taking my gun from the floor, I moved forward to the door.

"Spider. Open the door," I said.

"On it!" Dyson said through the speaker while I took my moment to rest my hands as they were screaming in exhaustion. He had already put a virus on their system two days prior with help of Alex, as their security codes changed every three days.

"6.8.9.0.6.5," he said. I hoped they hadn't changed it yet.

I typed in the numbers on the security panel. Blue digital numbers flashed on it. It took a few moments to analyse the password and finally turned green.

A door opened with a clang and I was greeted by another army of men, their rifles pointed at me. All of them wore military clothes.

"Well, hello!" I said before taking cover of the nearest wall.

They started shooting, deafening me in the process. Each bullet hit by the wall leaving behind holes on the concrete. They even hired military services!

What's going on?

With so many armed forces, maybe, I was going to die now...

Definitely not.

It wouldn't be me, if I came unprepared. The climax had always worked for me.

"Spider! Now. And where the hell is Alex?"

BOOM!!!

One side of the building blasted with bang that echoed throughout the hall. The explosion threw few of the men along with it while the shooting came to an halt, finally.

Well! That's called a mind blowing entry.

I also installed the bombs that day when I came to put the chip with Alex.

Oh! How did I get in?

That was pretty simple. I disguised myself as a man. A very short man to be precise.

I had to wear very high heels. With those, I had to fight. At first, it was the process of killing my feet as it wasn't an easy task to fight with those especially when you have a loaded weaponry bag strapped over you.

I had been doing this for almost six years.

I peeked and again they fired at me.

"Oh! C'mon! For Satan's sake! What could a normal woman do against so many men?" I shouted over the deafening sound of the bullets.

Finally their magazines ran out and without wasting my chance, I stormed in taking my guns in both of my hands.

I started shooting while they took shelter whichever place they could find. One of the men attacked with a knife from beside me and to my defense I stepped back.

His well built body moved fast like lightning. He lunged forward and punched the air where my head was a second ago. My feet stumbled and could not stabilise myself to shoot. He swung his knife and I bent backwards. I placed my left hand on the floor to support myself and flipped my body. My feet landed a good kick on his head, and he stumbled back.

Something was really off about him, he was sweating like he had been fighting for a long time however, he only charged on me not a while ago.

He looked at me with a killer look and I saw his pupils were dilated to his irises. Was he taking drugs in the middle of his duty?

But within a moment, his movement became so slow that I shot him from point blank range.

While I shot other soldiers, I noticed them becoming like turtles. Some of them could not even walk properly and some of them crawled on the floor to reach me. I shuddered as I watched their resemblance to zombies and I really wasn't in the mood to deal with the snail-brained cannibals. I was about to go ahead until I noticed the metal wristbands strapped on their wrists. I crouched down to beside the one lying close to me and had a look at the strange band, it had a barcode over it.

"Spider? Did you see that?" I asked.

"Yes!" He hummed, "I could not get into their other systems. It's protected by a very powerful firewall. Not to mention, it's changing its password every hour."

I furrowed my brows when a few men came toward me and I changed my magazine before shooting them. But the bullets weren't able to hit them as a tall thin man jumped before them and swung his katanas making a shield.

I shot a round on him and he cut through each one of my bullets.

Okay! Maybe someone was here with the same sword-shield-from-bullets power.

My brows twitched and I clenched my fists.

At least, I was best in my batch!

The armed men semi circled his back while pointed their rifles at me and a clap sounded.

I tilted my head toward the source and found it was the brown haired boy, we had recruited two years ago: Alex.

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[Edited by Sam8136] Second draft: 15th Feb, 2020, third Draft: 11th July, 2020
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A/n: So, it's the third draft. I thought I could update only the prologue to let you guys have a taste on the third draft. ;)

I'm still in the process of writing the whole book and filling the plot holes also taking a note on inconsistency.

Hope you enjoyed the new version!!!

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