Daemon Soulmates AU Pt 3

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Lan Zhan had managed to get ibto the building and take down 10 guards without being caught, however it seems they were not the only retrieval team sent in. However, from what he cohld hear from his childhood friend's half cussing, the other team wss none of theirs ans the idiots had triggered an alert because now the abandoned factory was becoming quite active. His Daemon, Bichen had located their targets and had shared what he was seeing. He felt a but dizzy seeing his Daemon openly touching one of the Omegas and the half aborted choke that came through his comm told him that his brother was not much better. However, they have no time to deal with this. Lan Zhan waits until most of the goons run by before he snags a straggler and after putting him in the sleeper hold, he manages to get more info than they had before. Knocking the man out, he takes off toward the warehouse.

His brother is somewhere near the commotion and the long suffering sigh that leaves his mouth is all the info they need. Jins. He resists rolling his eyes or the childish urge to have a fit. He turns a corner and runs into three Beta Prostitutes. The women are aesthetically pleasing enough to have regulars, but they were far from his ideal if he allowed himself to think such things. So when they try to seduce him. He quickly and effectively handcuffed them together and to a bit of piping and ignores their indignant screeching. Pulling out his gun and adjust his goggles, he tells his brother and the rest of their team that he located the warehouse. He snuck into the room and carefully snuck around. Narrowly avoiding being caught a few times he spots the caltive Omegas who are being held at gun point, the two pressed as close together as possible flr both comfort and to hide the two two Daemons working to set them free.

"Shit, I was planning to sell them on the Market, but nlw we need to cut our ties. Take the money and leave! Kill them!!" Shouts the obvious leader.

Lan Zhan growls low as his brother actually says "Fuck it, kill them!" And he does so without holding back. The first shot kills the man looming over the Omegad before the next two shots hit the men standing near the Omegas Daemons.

'Bichen, attack!' He mentally commands his Daemon who jumps around the Omegas and grows big enough to take down the various dog Daemons. Killing a Daemon did not kill a human, but it certainly left them wishing for death. He knew this as did many in their profession and often the best move to cripple someone was to kill the Daemon. However killing the human killed the Daemon since the Human was their Host. He could not risk either Omega being hurt physically or through their Daemons.

"Shit!! How dis you find us!?" Snarls the leader as he tries to shoot Lan Zhan, who ducks and pulls out a small pouch that when he waved it out came a Guqin and then with early practiced fingers he strummed 5 sharp and shrill notes that blasted out spiritual energy.

"You are not quilfied to talk to me..." He snarls and takes out two more guards nad with a kick breaks the lock of the tiger's cage.

"Wangji!? What you doing here!? We git this, get lost!" Jin Zixun yells and Lan Zhan really wants to shoot him. But he focuses on freeing the Daemons while Bichen is keeping the others at bay, killing the ones who's human dare to aim their weapons at either Omega.

Breaking through the chains and setting the Maltese free, Ningqing runs to her human and with a careful swipe of her paw she set them free. Shouyue climbed up the tigers back and lunged to join his brother, both dragons keeping fairly small but deadly. Lan Zhan carefully gets the snaller cage open and the tiny Daemon flies out of there and lands on her human while changing forms which is a shock for him since rthe Omega is bit a child.

"Wangji, look out!!" his brother's warning comes too late as he is stabbrd in the back and he manages to shoot the leader in the head vefore he collapses. He blinks seeing the red eyes befkre he faints...

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