Axelia Moore

Axelia and a Kidnap Attempt

Axelia was crouched on a corner, Atlas next to her. Neither was making a sound; they could only hear the shouting and the footsteps that were going on the Art Gallery. The smoke prevented them to see further than their arm extended, but thanks to Atlas great thinking, they had not gotten separated. So far, only two shots had been fired, and debris from the ceiling had fallen on top of them. Axelia and Atlas could only hope that their guards were safe and ready to take action.

"Atlas," Axelia whispered. "There is an exit not far from here. I just need to figure out what we are dealing with so that I can build up the plan and leave."

Atlas turned to face her and raised an eyebrow. "I promised your father, but most importantly I promised myself that I was going to keep you safe no matter what," Axelia licked her lips, this was not good. "I cannot let you try to formulate a plan and save the day,"

"Don't bother," Axelia sighed. "How do you expect to keep me safe if you don't know how to save me?" Atlas took in a deep breath. "I suggest that you terminate that primitive thinking that your father has drilled through your brain, even though I am a woman, I am as much or more capable of saving the day, just like you, and that shouldn't damage your ego." She placed her finger on his lips, as she heard the footsteps. "Six inside and the smoke is lessening, we need to get moving."

Atlas positioned himself to block Axelia from the view as he tried to find the escape route. "It's not about my ego," He whispered. "It is about me trying to prove myself to you, that I can take care of you." Axelia blushed at the comment, and for once she was more than happy that he couldn't see her. "If I am not mistaken, there is an underground entrance as well."

Axelia smirked, he had studied the place, studied the blueprints and had learned all the possible escape routes. Taking in a deep breath, Axelia took out her gun and prepared for the worst. Atlas took in a deep breath, before placing his hand on Axelia's arm. They shared one look before taking action.

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Raphael Moore could only feel anger rising, how could it be possible? How did someone even figure out that HIS daughter was going to be there without his protection.

Erik and Lucas stood behind the man as they stared at the scene on the screen. Before they had turned on the television, Bear had already called Raphael informing him about the situation.

"Figure out who is attacking the Art Gallery and why," Raphael sighed. "Get me an extraction team and make sure that we can get the head alive, I don't care about the rest."

Erik frowned. "We are not going to be doing the extraction?"

"It is safer for her if we don't," Lucas sighed. "Ivan Dortmund is on his way, alongside his team."

"Let them up," Raphael spoke, not tearing his eyes from the screen. "We have murders to commit."

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Axelia and Atlas hid behind the wall as the bullets were fired. They had managed to get close to the underground entrance. They weren't sure if they were going to find more people down there, but they weren't going to stop fighting. It was in their blood, fight and survive.

Axelia took the initiative and slid herself across the hallway, shooting strategically in pressure points making sure not to kill but immobilize. First rule: shoot first ask questions later, aka don't kill...

Atlas was running behind her, taking notes of all the actions that Axelia was now showing, it was obvious that she was a natural-born leader. This was another part of the enigma that Axelia Moore is.

"Here," Axelia pointed to a latch on the floor. "Are you ready?"

Atlas placed his hand on her arm. "Please, let me be the first one in," Axelia raised an eyebrow. "I know that you can scan the situation fast, but I am better in the hand-to-hand combat."

Axelia nodded. "Drop and roll, that way you'll be able to assess the situation better, and you have the advantage of the floor,"

Atlas smirked. "My lady," He added with a wink before dropping towards the floor.

Once Axelia heard the thump of Atlas, she waited for 45 seconds before following. Both of them studied the area... there was no one. Axelia frowned, this couldn't be a random attack, but she was sure that those who attacked weren't professionals.

Atlas grabbed Axelia's arm before pointing at the door, carefully they both made their way towards their own freedom. And just as easily as they entered the Art Gallery, they left towards the Moore Residence.