Isabelle's point of view

"Ready?" I spoke into my earpiece as I set my foot on the door. I had pressed the button on my necklace and now a shiny blade was sticking out of my boot. Once they all agreed they were ready, I kicked the door down and held my guns up.

The workers froze and suddenly all attention was on me. Before they could pull their guns out, I fired. In the words of Scarface, 'Say hello to my little friends.' The rapid bullets hit people from the chest up as I walked into the warehouse. Someone wrapped their arms around me from behind and I whipped around.

I smashed my gun against his skull and he fell to the floor, out cold. A few more came out and I shot some more. Thankfully my accuracy was good today, so I ended up shooting them all in the head.

Another guy jumped on me and I fell. His heavy body on top of me. I ripped the knife from my thigh and plunged it into his side as I rolled him off of me. I stood up and kicked the man in the back of the head. I stabbed him with the blade in the boot and then pulled it out.

I could feel a few bullets hitting me and I looked around. One hit me in the arm and I yelled. "Fucking shit," I yelled.

I used my other arm and started shooting in the general direction of the flying bullets. Once my gun was out of ammo I grabbed the other. I started shooting once again as I made my way through the warehouse.

My arm was killing me because the sleeves weren't bulletprof, just the part that covered my back, chest, and stomach. I quickly reloaded my gun as I kicked open a door to a random room. A group of guys stood there and beside one of them was a sawed off shotgun.

I shot them all, remembering what I said earlier. Kill all of them. Once I was positive they were all dead, I moved on the the next room. Someone tackled me again and I grit my teeth. I had fallen on my bad arm.

"Little miss agent's gonna die," the man taunted and I laughed. I grabbed my gun and shot him in the temple before his fist could make contact with my face. His blood splattered out the other side of his head, some hitting me in the face.

I rolled him off of me and wiped my face. As I kicked down the next door, I aimed in there quickly. I flipped the light switch on and nothing. I walked in and suddenly the door was locked.

"Time to settle this," someone said and I turned around. I pulled my triggers but I was out, again. Fuck. I placed them in the holsters and grabbed my bloody knife.

"Seems like you're hurt pretty badly," he said as he walked around me. He lunged at me and I was too slow. He grabbed my arm and threw me into a wall. I hissed and the knife fell from my hands.

I pulled myself off of the cement wall and once he got close, I punched him in the jaw with my good arm. The rings on my fingers only made it harder and hurt more. He stumbled back and I kicked his chest, sending him to the floor. He fell straight on his ass and I picked up the knife I had dropped.

"Not bad for someone hurt like this," he said as he stood up. He pulled out a gun and I ran, well, limped very quickly away. I dropped my knife and tried reloading my own gun as fast as I could. Once I had an ammo clip in there, I turned around.

A gun was placed at my head, and my gun was placed at his head. We stood there panting and with our fingers on the trigger. "You gonna pull it," he asked me teasingly.

I didn't answer him. I could hear people outside the door and gunshots, varying from hand guns to shot gun to automatic machine guns. When you're an agent, you can pick out the differences in gun shots, even if there far away.

I ducked down before he could pull the trigger on me and kicked his leg. He fell to the floor and I stood up. I pointed my gun at him and pulled the trigger. The bullets went straight into his head.

I grabbed his gun and looked at how much ammo was left, and it was quite a lot. I placed it in my empty holster and went to pick up my knife. I had one gun in my hand and my knife strapped to my leg. I walked out of the building and down the corridor, kicking down doors and killing whoever was in there.

"Agent! Agent M!" someone called through my earpiece as I pulled the trigger on everyone in a different room. Why do we have to kill everyone? So they don't start their own company or group and attack other people for revenge and what not.

"Yeah," I asked as I reloaded my guns. I was going through ammo faster than I thought I would. By the time I find the two, I'm probably gonna be out.

"I found them. I found them in the base-" he didn't get to finish because suddenly gun shots were heard.

"Agent?" I asked as I stopped. "Agent, you there?" I asked worried. He can't be dead.

"Little agent M," someone said in a cold tone. It sent shivers up my spine, and it wasn't the good kind. "You're here, in my warehouse. What did I do to deserve this blessing?"

"You took my friends you little bitch," I said as I opened a door. No one, but it was full of weapons and ammunition.

A trap, I thought. Of course, they think I can't resist a little armory, which I can, and will. I carried on to the next room and suddenly I was pressed against a wall. My gun fell from my hands and I groaned.

"Your friends are calling for you agent," the man said and I struggled against his grip. "I wonder how they'll take the news when I tell them you're dead." he said as he pulled a knife out from under his jacket.

God, his breath smells like alcohol, throw up, and marijuana, fucking disgusting. I used all my strength and pushed the man off of me, not before he was able to slice my cheek. "Dammit," I swore loudly, pressing my hand against it.

"Did it hurt?" he asked me, faking carw and I looked at him with angry eyes. "Good," he spat and jumped at me again. I sidestepped and slammed the side of my foot into the back of his legs.

He crumbled to the floor and profanities slipped from his lips. I grabbed my gun that fell and placed it on his temple. I shot and he fell to the floor, lifeless.

I took my jacekt off and it left me in a plain black t-shirt. I ripped a strip off and wrapped it around my wounded arm. I ripped another off and placed it in my mouth.

I threw the jacket back one and zipped it up. I placed the cloth that was between my teeth on my cheek and wiped away some of the blood. I made my way to the next room but the unknown man spoke up again.

"You're little friends are calling for you listen," the man speaking through my earphone said. I slowed down as I listened.

"Isabelle! Help us! Please! Don't, get that away from me!" I heard Michael yell. "No! Stay away from them!" He cried.

"Michael, sweetie who's them?" I asked worried. I thought it was just him and Luke's girlfriend. There are others down there too?

"Ash-" with just that one syllable, my blood ran cold. It felt like ice filled my veins and I was unable to move.

"Times up," the man said and suddenly I couldn't hear him anymore. "Look at that, I can see you now." he said and I looked around.

I didn't see anyone. Suddenly I realized what he was doing and I chuckled. "You don't scare me," I said. "You can't scare me,"

"I don't have to," he said. "The look on the boy's face as a knife is pressed against his skin is just enough for me." he said and my throat dried.

"Stay away from him," I said as I started walking quickly. I needed to find them, and now.

I didn't bother opening any other doors, because I doubt they'd be hidden somewhere so open. They're probably in the basement, like every other cliche action movie.

"I don't think so sweetie, he's just so much fun to play with." the man said and I heard screaming and yelling again. The voices all to familiar. "He's so responsive to us,"

"When I get there, I'm gonna kill you." I spat as I saw a staircase spiraling down. I walked down and he chuckled through the earpiece. "I'm gonna place shiny metal bullets in your head and watch as the life leaves your eyes." I practically growled.

"You wouldn't do that," he said as I saw a giant metal door. I went up to it and twisted the doorknob but it was locked.

"Fuck yeah I would," I said as I pulled a bobby pin out of my hair. I needed to get in.

"Not if I told you I'd kill them if you even dared pull a gun out on me," he said. "Even your little agent friends." he said as I heard the lock click.

I opened the door and what I saw shocked me.

Hii, I updated, again haha. I'm having a lot of fun writing these next few chapters and I really really hope you like them. The next update will either be later on today or tomorrow after school. I love you guys and thank you to the moon and back for actually reading this. xx