Fear Incarnate (R6S x Male Reader)

Chapter 18: Preparations

Decklan POV

Back of an armored SUV En Route to the Airport

12 hours after Y/n's departure

I looked around the back seat of my freshly acquired custom Cadillac Escalade and couldn't help but crack a smile, the back is completely secluded from the front and the oak interior, plus the Italian leather didn't hurt. I may not have my complete fortune because of 02E, but I can still afford the finer things in life. There is a screen where a window to the driver would be, and a minibar I had stocked with my personal favorite scotch, 2,000 American dollars a bottle. There was a deployable little table, that comes out of the floor, where I was currently working on my personal gun.

"Half an hour ago we detected a hack in our servers looking for information on you, sir," I heard over the speakers in the back.

"Did he get anything?" I asked, not looking up from my current task.

"We don't know sir," I heard nervously

"Disappointing," I asked going through my personal D50, affective at most ranges, and will punch through 02E's body armor with my armor-piercing incendiary rounds "Where was the hack from?"

"The air, we backtracked the signal and pulled the plane's flight plans, it says it was happening from a plane en route to America, Denver to be specific," My analyst said, pulling up a map on my screen in the back of the SUV.

"What is the status of the rest of Team Rainbow?" I asked putting the slide back on the frame, then holstering it on my chest holster.

"Unknown," I heard nervously "As of this morning, all their trackers turned off and their families were moved from their homes,"

I sighed "Another disappointment, find them immediately. I paid a small fortune for you because I was told that you were the best. Do not disappoint me again, is there anything you can tell me that is useful,"

"Our resource in the Yakuza informed me that, there is a two billion American dollar bounty on you," she said "And men are waiting for you in your hangar, and reinforcements are on their way, every assassin in Japan is on their way to your hanger,"

"Clever little bastard," I remarked pulling a case out from under the seat and putting my hand on the scanner in the top. "Buy me a house in Colorado, off the books, No neighbors. I'm also gonna need the asset from the north for a rescue op and reach out to the White Masks. I think our jailbird has been in captivity long enough."

"Yes sir, right away," I heard as I ended the call.

Oh 02E, you think you can run to your new friends and get to safety, re-arm and re-equip. I'll show you how much they can help you, I'll kill them and then I'll kill you.

I opened the case and pulled out my own tactical mask and helmet, my own design. I'm not interested in spreading fear like he is. So mine is based on the Korean Special forces mask but is far superior in its bulletproof rating and shock absorption. I put it on as we arrived at my personal hanger. I used the intercom to talk to the driver. I set the helmet on the seat beside me.

"Yes sir," My driver greeted

"I'm afraid there's going to be a slight change in plans," I informed him grabbing my personal weapon. I never could get that woman to make me a weapon better than 02E's, even as I choked the life from her. But, I could purchase my own custom weapon from some of the best Swordsmiths in Japan. I put them all through their own little stress tests until I figured it out on my own. It was an admirable sword, with a black and gold pommel. I looked at the katana, when I had it built I decided that there was only one man I'd kill with this weapon, and none of these Yakuza scum is worthy to even lay eyes on the blade. I instead grabbed a Scorpion EVO and loaded it. I sat back, let's see how my guards do before I get my hands dirty. I grabbed my glass of scotch and took a deep drink.