Chapter 6|Part I|

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I was sitting on the bench inside the gym room. Wearing my fight bandages, getting ready to train. I didn't text Vincent last night, but I suppose he is fine. My thoughts were making me look stupid, as I ended up staring at a wall. I finally tied my hair into a ponytail and stood up to wear my gloves. What if he didnt come back last night?

My body flinched as I heard my phone beeps. I rushed to grab it, hoping it would be him. No luck for me, it was Brimstone telling me to prepare for the mission. I sighed as I had to take off my bandages again.

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"Take that jacket to keep you warm" Sova said as he was sat on the bed with Neon. He handed it and I thanked him. I fished my knife out of my bag and placed it inside my pocket, just in case. "Are you ready?"

I took a look around "Yeah, yeah I think I am fine" I answered and grabbed my bag from the ground. With a move of my hand I waved a goodbye, and closed the door behind me.

My fingers took my phone out of my pocket to text Brimstone that I am ready. I saw the opportunity to text Vincent and took it. I wanted to make sure he is alright. My figure ran down the hallway to get inside the jeep. I placed my snipe to the backseat and my bag next to me.

Brimstone's POV

"She is on her way" I let them know as I saw Viper stressing out. She breathed out and then nodded.

"Where's Vincent?" Sova asked me and I raised my shoulders letting him know that I have no idea. He could be sleeping. "What's the plan Brim?"

"The plan is simple, going in, going out"

"It sounds simple" Sabine interrupted me as she was walking around with arms crossed "But its not"

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"We are here El" I heard the pilot's voice inside my headphones. I checked outside and we really had reached our destination. Everything around us was covered with snow.

"Alright" I murmured and grabbed my bag that was placed between my legs and sniper next to me. As I stepped outside my legs got swallowed by the snow. Thanks to my boots I could still feel them. Sova was right telling me to dress in white. It was a good cover. I nodded the pilot that he can go now, and that's what he did. I was all alone in the middle of white.

I walked for half an hour to finally get outside of their headquarters. Vincent told me the may be here. I believe him. In my eyesight I found a tall tower to get into. My body need to relax and also a place to check everything. I got in to of the tower and placed the snipe to the rooftop. My bag was placed next to it.

I closed my left eye and saw through the scope. "Now we are waiting" I whispered while my finger was softly touching the trigger. Some time passed until I finally saw some movement. There were people holding big blue boxes and placing them inside the building. I couldn't understand who they are or recognise if they are mirror agents, because their faces were covered with ski masks just like mine.

Jeeps were all around the building. After they placed all the boxes inside they decide to leave. But still, some people stood outside, guarding the doors. I rushed to grab my phantom and head were the jeeps were. The cold here could easily kill someone. I wore my mask when I finally stood outside a door. A guard was already next to it. I positioned behind a wooden box and fished my knife out of the pocket.

As the guard turned around I grabbed his neck and cut his throat. My white suit was already ruined by his blood. I moved him inside so no one else could notice. I sighed as I close the door. My eyes took a look around. I brought my phantom on my hands, as the place was big enough that I had to check.

After a few minutes, I cleared the place by taking down some soldiers. Fortunately no one heard me and I had everything under control. I was walking down the halls as I finally found something interesting. It is an office. Leader's office, at least that's what written outside. I brought myself in. With my cellphone I photographed every paper that would be useful to Valorant, and sent it to Brim.

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