3rd

    Two dark figures ran along the rooftop. Both were focused on their assignment. They stopped before the large and looming building. The tallest in all of Moscow.

    The Federations building. They had to scale the building to reach their target, a meeting between a traitor and an enemy.

     Both figures raised an arm. With the slightest muscle twitch, large metal chains erupted almost soundlessly to the top. They used these to hurl themselves up to interrupt the men.

       "Adrian Peterson. You have betrayed HYDRA. Prepare to atone for your sins." The feminine form spoke. She raised her arm to the man's head as she shot a small electrified bullet into his head, frying his brain.

   The target ran from the corpse as it fell and took off running towards the edge of the building. The figures following him.

     "Stop now!" The male form called as he pulled his pistol from it's holster.

  The target continued running. He pulled a small cylinder from his pocket before pushing a button. He set it down as he leapt over the edge and into an awaiting helicopter. The figures following until the cylinder exploded.

   Nauseous gasses erupted from the area, they snuck into the male figure's nose before he had a chance to cover his face. The male figure collapsed as the feminine figure's face began to be covered with vines as she  lifted her bare right hand into her line of sight.

    She gazed in a trance-like state as a ball of lava formed in her hand. Her gaze flickered to the escaping helicopter.

Do it.

   She smirked and her eyes flashed red as she threw the lava ball at the blades of the vehicle. Her smirk stayed as the helicopter burst into flames and crashed. With a flick of the hand the metal hull curled into itself.

   Quickly she turned to her partner and slapped him. Hard. He woke with a gasp.

  "Hurry, we must get to base before they get angry." She spoke in a heavy accent.

 He nodded and quickly followed.

   The female raised her forearm to her chin. "Queen and Knight reporting in."

  "Have you completed your task?" A male voice responded.

  "As always sir." She replied stiffly.

  "We are sending a retrieval jet to you now. Report to my office upon arrival."

    "Roger that sir."

  "Hail Hydra."

   "Hail Hydra."