The Broken Phoenix

Part One: The Mission, Chapter 1

Chapter 1:

Life was always a game of chess. Either this happened or that happened, and you had to plan for every move your opponent would make. Life as a spy was always like that. Every mission and job was like life or death, and only one person or group would win.

She was a girl named Nymeria - shortened to Ny - part of a group that went rogue from a mafia. Well she was a part of a Russian Mafia. It got destroyed and she and a few others were the only survivors. They created their own mafia, hunting down pirates, rescuing hostages and helping others that were in danger.

She was more of an assassin than a spy, but she was one of the best, so she had gladly taken the job.

Nymeria ducked behind a pillar on the boat she was on, She was on the run with no backup because she got caught. The only people she knew that could help her were 24 miles away, she was rescuing 6 hostages being held in the ship, and she had blown her cover in less than 10 minutes.

Great.

She ducked beneath a pole and kicked open a door, expecting gunfire, but nothing. She ran.

"How's it going?" A Russian accented voice whispered in her ear through the earbuds in her ear that were connected to a walkie talkie in her pocket. 

Kira.

"Empty. Too empty."

"Not good." Kira replied.

"There is gonna be company gonna be in the main hull of the ship, where the hostages are being held." Ny replied, hiding behind a wall as s guard fired at her, Ny let out a crowd of knives and they all dug into the guard, Ny rushed past him.

"Yeah, not good."

"Oh yeah and WHEN WILL YOU JOIN THE FIGHT?" Ny asked, she attacked a guard roaming the halls and stabbed him when the time showed itself. She broke into a run and finally reached the door that lead to the main room where the hostages we're being held.

"We're coming, we're coming. You got it, you've handled worse than this." Kira growled.

"You better hurry, there are more soldiers than I can handle on this ship."

You........ Up. Kira replied. Her voice breaking up going in and out.

"You're breaking up."

" ......cutting.......sig....nal..." A beep then static.

"Kira? Kira?" Ny asked repeatedly, nothing. It was up to her now.

Ny rolled her eyes, she couldn't blow up the room because that would kill the people inside. Ny clipped little bombs to the door, they ticked and blew up, shouts of alarm and guards rushed out holding their guns.

Ny rushed in and pulled the door shut before they noticed. She bolted the lock.

"About time." A voice said, Svetlana. Kira's sister. She's tied against a pillar.

Svetlana was a spy and an interrogator and an assassin. She had brought the crew on the ship and to kill a person, but back up had arrived, outnumbering them.

"Well I'm not sure in Russian if this is right, but in English we say Thank You." Ny replied.

"You're from Russia, you know Russian, dumbass." Svet said.

Ny rolled her eyes, cutting the ropes that bound the rest of the hostages.

Suddenly there was gunfire out in the hall.

Then screams in Russian, Spanish and French, a splatter of languages.

The door busted open.

Svet and Ny pulled out two daggers in each hand in sync.

Kira.

She was holding a bloody knife. "Look who joined the fighttttt!"

"About goddamn time." Svet said.