Love... What Is It? (3 X 8)

The Rescue

3 POV

This is the best they could do? They take 8, my 8, and this is the defense they put up. To hell with this, I'll be out in 5 minutes. I'm coming for you 8. Then I allowed my true color to show, as mask after mask was leeched away, leaving what has always been...
Colorless

8 POV

"He's here..." I whispered, "I'm sorry Marina, I tried to warn you." I sat in the chair, and tried to broadcast my thoughts as far as possible to make it easier for him to find me.

3 POV

I moved to the bunker door, placing my phone on it, hacking through the security, and I had to admit, the encryptions were nearly impenetrable, unless you were me, and yet... they were strangely familiar... as if I had hacked that person recently. I shrugged and pulled the bandana over my nose, sliding the aviator shades up on my face, heading inside.
"Is someone there?" A voice called.
I quickly turned the corner and grabbed his neck, he struggled and clawed at my arm. I channelled some of my power into my hand, making it glow blue, and burned right through his throat.
"AAAAAHHHHHH!!!" Came a cry, but I sidestepped and let him stumble by me, then I charged and drove my knee into his gut, knocking the wind out of him. I followed up with a roundhouse kick that sent him into the wall. Disorganized shitstains. I thought, continuing down the corridor. A few more decided it was a good idea to charge me, so I ducked under their punches and delivered several rapid blows to their necks, rendering them unconscious. I followed the beacon that 8 was broadcasting, coming into a rec area filled with more goons. They all froze and looked at me. I sighed. This might take a little longer than 5 minutes... what a drag.

8 POV (Because I can't bring myself to write more shitty gang fight scene.)

I was trembling in excitement, 3 was here, coming to get me. Thank you for coming to my rescue. I love you 3. Marina burst through the door, looking a combination of angry and scared.
"He's here now, isn't he?" I asked calmly
"No, the person attacking is colorless." Marina responded, "so we have no clue who he is."

I know that technically white is the culmination of all the colors, and black is devoid of them, but you don't look at a canvas and say 'Wow, that's one colorful canvas' you see a blank canvas, one with no color. So that's what this was all about. That and I feel like there are way too many stories with tortured inklings with a black ink color. Not that any of them are bad, I actually enjoy quite a few of them, but I didn't want mine to be the same old thing. Anyway, back to the story!

"Oh, okay..." I replied, trying to sound sad.
"What are you hiding?" Marina asked accusingly. She didn't buy it! What do I do?!
"N-nothing!" I stammered. She leaned in closer, clearly about to say something, and then the doors blew open.

3 POV, a few minutes earlier

I should probably take the control room first, otherwise they'll keep trying to send reinforcements. I continued down the hall, seeing a guard at the end with their back to me. I started to run, my footsteps quick and quiet, then I lept and drove my knee into the small of his back, driving him to the ground, and slamming his head, rendering him unconscious. I walked into the room, and opened the security feeds, and one of a small room with chairs, from about half an hour ago began to play. And I grinned, Well, well, well, Marina, I didn't know this was how you were paying these men. Looks like they aren't content with just watching though, if it weren't for me, you would not be able to control these men another day. I plugged a data drive into the computer, downloading the recordings of Marina's explicit payments. Pearl is going to love this. Then I locked down all the security doors except for the ones in the way of my goal. And I started to move, running down the hall, coming to a set of MaxLock Security doors. I set a small charge, and blew the doors off their hinges.
"Sup Fuckers!!" I yelled.

*ERROR*
*TAKE 2*

I rushed in, Marina was dazed, and grabbed 8.
"Let's go." I spoke softly. Once I was down the corridor, I used a remote interface to slam down all the security doors, then I opened the ones blocking the exit. I walked to the elevator, carrying 8 bridal style. Then the elevator doors closed, taking us to the surface.

Wassup!!! Hope that this was worth the wait... who am I kidding, probably wasn't. Anyhoo, let me know if I made any errors, hasta luego amigos!!