Agent Jackson

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3rd Person POV

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Three men stood in an abandoned warehouse, The full moon shining down on them through the gaps in the roof. The men looked nervous, their hands and feet tapping an unknown rhythm and their eyes looking for any signs of danger. They had been waiting here for the last half an hour and they were becoming impatient. Still no one said anything as they did not have to wait much longer till another man walked in with a pair of men holding a limp body between them. The man who had just entered had greying hair and cold grey eyes, probably looked like he was in his mid forties. But his most prominent feature was the scar that ran from just under his left eye and ended at the bottom of his lip. It gave him a cruel look that kind off suited the man. A man who took everything and left nothing. 

He nodded at the three men in the abandoned warehouse, who quickly went to get a chair for the limp body that was on the floor. The limp man's face was beaten badly and his black messy hair was dried to his neck and head. Two men carried him in and shoved him onto the chair, then tied his hands back.

"Look what I found lurking around" the scar faced man said. Walking up to the young man who was tied to the chair, he inspected him before speaking to the other men in the room. He was clearly in charge here "bring me some water it's time to wake him up" he chuckled softly as he imaged what was about to happen.

Unknown to the men in the room a women was slowly making her way through the rafters of her auburn colored hair swaying in the wind. As she moves into the moon's beam her face was visible, She was beautiful, with pink full lips and her blue eyes sparkling at the thought of violence to come. On her skin tight black suit, she had a few guns, and a knife tucked away in her combat boots. 

The scar faced man throws the freezing water all over the young man as he jolted awake. His sea green eyes moving and calculating what was about to happen.

"Ah...so you are finally awake I see" The scar faced man said. "now it's time to find out who you are working for, Reuben bring me the tools" He smiled wickedly as one of the men walked over to a pile of boxes and brought out a bag from within one.

"See this is what is going to happen" the scar faced man said in a chilling tone as he walked towards the bag and picked up some pliers. "you will talk or you will feel pain" The young man stared back definitely not flinching when the older man brought the pliers to one of his fingers. "Ahh........so that's how it is, I always preferred the fun way, when I was your age I started an empire" he throws his arms out wildly gesturing the men around him. "I am now a king among my people, but you so young people are working as a pawn" 

The men were so focused on what was about to happen that he did not realise the red headed assassin heading his way. "sorry did I miss the party" the red head spoke as the men spun around and started firing at the place she had been moments before. She slid the knife under their feet as they were preoccupied. She dances around them bringing her own guns out and firing back as she hid behind a crate. Two of the six men were dead on the floor. She reloaded her weapons as she ran out going from pillar to pillar firing at the final men, just as she was about to take the final man down she realised that scar face was nowhere to be seen.

The red headed women stiffened as she felt the cold metal of a gun press against her head. She cursed in Russian under he breath. just as he was going to pull the trigger, he slumped behind her as the other man fell to the ground, a knife sticking out of his chest.

The black haired boy walked forward and grabbed the knife from the other man's chest. "next time you can be the distraction" he said, his sea green eyes trained against her blue ones. she rolled her eyes at him

"but it's much fun when you are Perce" the red headed said as she pulled out an earpiece and put it in her ear "target terminated heading to the plane now, be at the base at 1600 tomorrow"

There was a slight static before a male voice replied "make sure Agent Jackson is there this time, don't be late" before the call was cut off.

"right off to base you go" as the black haired man tried to walk off, the red headed women grabbed hold of his arm before dragging him off, muttering something about babysitting Jackson. The abandoned warehouse a couple of minutes later exploded as the bomb destroyed all the evidence left by the two assassins. 

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TO BE CONTINUED

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A/N

hello people it's me, so if you find any typos, please inform me because this is unedited also I hope you enjoy the chapter

word count - 920 (including A/N and the disclaimer and stuff)