The moon was high, its silvery light casting shadows that danced eerily along the alleyway. The team moved in calculated silence, their breaths shallow and synchronized. Each step brought them closer to the heart of the Red Hand's operation. Y/N's pulse thudded in her ears, her grip tightening around the small comm device in her hand.

Namjoon led the way, his presence a pillar of calm amidst the tension. "We split up here," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the faint hum of the city. "Jin, keep the comms running. Yoongi, Jimin-monitor the exits. J-Hope, you know where to plant the devices. Jungkook and I will clear the path. Y/N, stick with me."

J-Hope gave a mock salute, his grin almost breaking the tension. "Don't worry. I'll try not to blow up anything. too valuable."

Yoongi rolled his eyes, muttering, "You say that every time, and yet..."

Before he could finish, Jimin chuckled, "If he screws up, at least we'll have a fireworks show."

"Focus," Namjoon snapped, though there was a faint smirk on his face.

Jungkook fidgeted with his earpiece, determination glinting in his eyes. "Let's get this done."

They broke off into their assigned teams, each pair moving with practiced precision. Y/N followed Namjoon closely, her senses heightened as they approached the first checkpoint. The warehouse loomed ahead, its towering structure casting a foreboding shadow.

Namjoon glanced over his shoulder. "You good?"

"Always," Y/N replied, her voice steadier than she felt.

They moved in, noiseless, and slipped inside. Their movements were fluid and silent. Namjoon motioned at her to keep low as he scanned the place. "Clear," he mumbled, moving ahead.

The serpentine maze-like interior was hard to navigate, and Y/N couldn't help but feel she was being watched. The air felt weighted, charged with almost an electric tension. She glanced at Namjoon's face and saw the same unease reflected there.

"Stay sharp," he whispered, his hand hovering near the weapon holstered at his side.

In the distance, a faint clinking sound echoed, followed by muffled voices. Namjoon signaled for them to take cover, and they pressed themselves against the wall, their breaths shallow.

Y/N's heart raced as she strained to hear. The voices grew louder, closer. She glanced at Namjoon, who held up three fingers, silently counting down.

3...
2...
1...

With the rush of actions, Namjoon was gone from the place and disarmed the first with sharp accuracy. Y/N acted accordingly, responding according to instincts. She was quick enough and made a very powerful hit against the second man who groaned his way on to the floor.

Namjoon glanced at her and said in surprise, "Not bad."

She was grinning. "I said I am prepared."

Their comms crackled to life, Jin's voice cutting through. "First device planted. J-Hope's moving to the next point. Yoongi's got eyes on the perimeter. So far, so good."

"Copy that," Namjoon replied, his tone measured. "We're heading to the main control room. Keep us updated."

They moved on, every step leading them deeper into the enemy's territory. The warehouse was a maze of corridors and locked doors but Namjoon knew it so well that nothing could shake him off his track.

They managed to get in the control room without any kind of problem. There was just tension everywhere though. Namjoon was actually working so fast, typing through and into the system while Y/N remained vigilant for suspicious activity.

"Almost there," he said his fingers flying along the keyboard.

Y/N turned her head around the room, every shifting and creaking making her jump on alert. Her instincts screamed at her to move and do something-what, though?

The comms crackled one last time this time urgent in Jimin's voice "We have company. Multitudes of hostile coming your way. ETA of two minutes from now.".

"Y/N. Get ready." Namjoon cursed under his breath. "We are gonna have some uninvited guests."

She nodded, heart pounding in her chest as she pulled out her weapon. This was it-the moment they had all been training for.

"Let's give them a warm welcome," Namjoon said calmly, despite the chaos around him.

The storm had officially begun.

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To be continued......