One Bad Day (Edgerunners X Male Reader)

Context Sensitive

(Third Person POV)

Several hours earlier:

A large armored car with a green logo painted on to it is seen parking in front of an apartment complex. Maine steps out of the vehicle with a buff woman stepping out of the passenger seat. The large man makes a call.

"Kiwi. How's the security look?"

"Mostly armed gang members. Looks like the target didn't want to attract too much attention to himself."

"Shit. Looks like this might be an easy job."

Maine said bringing out his Crusher shotgun with the strong women bringing out a Malorian Overture revolver. The two head straight into the entrance of the apartment. A man in aviator sunglasses and a pink shirt soon spots the two approaching. Noticing the guns in their hands, the man soon tries to pull out a gun from under the counter only for Maine to splatter his skull across the wall with one shot of his Crusher. The other crooks in the lounge soon started pulling out their weapons but it was too late for some of them. Two gang members were soon on the floor as the big woman started putting bullet holes through their bodies before taking cover behind a wall. The remaining gang members started to open fire. A maelstrom of bullets were being sent down the entrance in futile attempts to hit the two edgerunners.

Cut to Kiwi in a small room with computers showing the footage from every security camera within the building. She soon executes an order that causes the gunmen to start short circuiting. Stunning them so they can't shoot anymore.

Maine and the buff woman from earlier soon came out and started returning fire. Splattering the goons' remains across the floor before heading to the elevator.

"Hey Kiwi. What floor's the target on?"

"Fourth floor. Looks like the other runners got alerted though. Be prepared for any sudden stops."

As the slender woman was checking the feed on the other cameras, something caught her eye. A young man in a preservation tank waking up inside the "lab" that's on the second floor of the apartment room. Staring at the two unaware targets as they talk to each other. She started to contact Maine.

"Looks like the target isn't the only thing you need to keep an eye out on."

"The hell are you talking about?"

"The target's finished working on something and it's sitting inside a preservation tank. He seems to have just woken up. I'll keep an eye on him but we might have to take him out of here after you and Dorio deal with the target."

"God damn! This wasn't in the contract."

"Ding!"

The elevator soon signaled that it was reaching its destination. Various men were taking cover behind boxes and around corners but none were prepared when Maine and Dorio started firing their guns and putting down three gang members in the front causing most of them to take cover.

"Shit!"

A man with a shaved head exclaimed as he witnessed the carnage that was going on in front of him. Panicking while he hid realizing how bad the situation was for him. A call was displaying in front of him from a contact that read "Hoss".

"The fuck's going on down there!?"

"Mercenaries! A group of them! You need to get the client out of here right no-"

Before he could even finish his sentence a loud "Thunk!" could be heard before an explosive the size of a softball was launched into the room. "BOOM!" The hall was cleared of any more gang members as their remains painted the once clean area red with their entrails decorating the place. Maine is shown to be putting away what seems to be a cannon that was implanted into one of his arms.