Yin and Yang (Male OC x Sage)

Prologue

3rd Person POV:

Date: September 21st, 2040

Time: 2342

Location: New York

A warehouse, 22 guards all armed with assault rifles, ready for any imposing threat whether that be police, another gang, or the person they hoped would never arrive. The warehouse had three floors with a man in a office room at the top floor, he was a slim man wearing a suit talking to two of his guards, the guards wore basic jackets and jeans with an under shirt both staring at their boss, ready to give his orders.

"Tonight could be a big night for us, I want no fuck ups, anyone you don't know, you get rid of them, whether it's off the property or the face of this earth. Tell the others as well, do everything well and you'll all get a bonus. Now go!"

The guards nodded and left through the door behind them while the boss watched and sighed turning around and looking at the window behind him, he had spent months planning this, now he just had to hope all would go well. The guards then passed on the message through the radios about what the boss has just told them, all of them quickly starting to show more vigilance, after all, who doesn't like more money? 

The warehouse only had a few entrances, there was a main door on the ground next to a shipping container which a car could easily fit through, and two other doors. One on the second and third floor made just for people. The guard positioning was meant to be more for observation however and not defense, after all who would try to take all of them out? Half of the guards were outside, some on the stairs which led to the doors on the higher floors, some in front of the main door and a few on the roof. The others would patrol the floors of the inside as well as the ground, they would make sure no one would get in and if they did, they would make sure they wouldn't get out. One of the guards on the top floor took out his radio before speaking into it.

"All clear outside?" He waited for a response but all he was getting was static feedback, knocking at the door however startles him, before sighing and walking towards it, putting his hand on the door handle and open it. "We have a radio for a re-"

The man suddenly falls to the ground but not a sound is heard from the fall, in the door frame we see a tall figure holding out a silenced pistol at head level and in his other hand rolling a coin between his fingers. The man had a black hood which was part of a coat, that went down to the back of his knees, his shirt underneath had a combat knife strapped to the left side of his chest while the other side held three throwing knives. His lower half wore combat pants with an extra pistol in the belt with the shoes being combat boots prepared for any terrain and any obstacle. His face was one of a young male, he had no signs of facial hair but piercing amber eyes.

He stepped into the warehouse while lowering his gun to his side, and finding a box to hide behind while peeking over, analyzing his situation. 'Ten more left.' he thought, he quietly moves through the upper level, hiding wherever he can, one guard sees the door open though, and quickly rushes to investigate, when he gets to the door however, he suddenly drops flat onto the ground but still no sound is made, the man ducks back behind the box and curses himself for leaving the door open.