CHAOS

The murder

"CURTAINS ARE NOT A GOOD PLACE TO HIDE!" A 22 year old woman with sleek short hair yells.

"It depends on the situation, they are a good place to hide when you're playing," Her 21 year old partner states, flailing her hands in the air, subtly showing her fit build.

She knowingly looks down at her partner, using their small height difference and her cute, approachable face to her advantage.

The knob of the door to the room they are in starts to shake.

"Well? In the curtains, Black." The second woman smirks, her shoulder-length hair waving at her slight movement.

"Fine, whatever." Agent Black rolls her eyes and gets in the curtains, her slender figure easily adapting.

Meanwhile, the second woman, agent Violet, quickly hides beside the king-sized bed in the room.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll send a team out tomorrow." An old and obese man opens the door, lazily holding his phone to his ear.

He hangs up the call and throws his phone on the bed. Soon enough, he climbs on it and lies down, letting himself sink into it.

Violet gingerly retrieves a smoke bomb from her suit and rolls it under the bed. As the man closes his eyes, the bomb releases a puff of smoke, enveloping the room in a swirling haze of white.

She stays where she is and hears a gunshot go off. She stands up.

Black cocks her gun, "Ever thought how the director of rag-tag teams of heroes tastes?"

Violet chuckles, "You're vegetarian."

Black twists the bloody bed sheet to get some blood in a small test tube, "What will we even do with blood that doesn't have any altercations? This guy is just a man who did not like diets."

"You know Boss. He doesn't believe anything. He'll probably run some tests."

Down below, a tall 22 year old man with a lean, wiry frame notices wisps of smoke escaping the room his friends had recently gone to, a puzzled expression crossing his face.

Black and Violet's communicators crackle into life.

Agent Aquamarine's voice comes through, "Uh guys? The smoke is visible outside the room. There is security coming up."

"But I like the air-conditioning of this room! Can't we stay a little longer?" Black whines.

Violet deadpans at her with a small smile.

Black rolls her eyes, "Fine."

They jump out the window they had come in from and latch onto the pipes.
"Are they armed?" Violet questions.

"I'm sure all of them have two hands," Aqua innocently replies.

The women mentally facepalm, "Do they have weapons?"

"Oh, yeah. Guns."

A black jeep is right beside the building with a man in black. Agent aquamarine waves frantically from the jeep, "Come on guys, fast! The security will catch up!"

Violet and Black are half-way.

"Be fast!"

"Aqua, stop panicking! You're making me panic!" Black almost slips down a pipe but manages to save herself.

"How can I? The security will come and shoot at us. I bought this jeep a week ago!"

"Oh, so it's not us that you care about?" Violet fakes being hurt.

Aquamarine annoyingly sighs, "Hurry up!"

"Stop panicking!" Black sees a bullet glide right in front of her. She looks up at the window.