MOCHA // OMEGA: Lavender Kunoichi #1

Chapter 3 // Infiltration

Chapter 3 // Infiltration

Mocha watched the black car drive into a warehouse. All the windows were blackened from within. She looked at Yoshi and nodded. The bot returned the gesture. She jumped from the rooftop and held onto Yoshi in a slow descent like a paper airplane.

She crouched behind some crates at a distance and examined the structure. Yoshi scanned it and projected a tiny screen for Mocha; a prediction of the interior layout and lifeforms. It read at least 10 individuals. She rapidly analyzed the layout and wasted no time; the mark might be getting mutilated time-now.

Mocha sprinted along the outer concrete wall that surrounded the warehouse. She vaulted over the wall and landed silently to the side of the building. Behind a green storage container was a guard finishing a cigarette. She kicked him in the hamstring, put him in a chokehold and held her tanto to his throat.

She put her lips to his ear and whispered, "Where are your friends?"

"I ain't tellin' you shi—" Mocha dug the knife into his throat and sprayed his blood all over the green storage container.

Her bare feet sensed someone approaching before her ears heard their steps. She held the bloody blade behind her back and turned the corner. She smiled at a guard heading to the smoke pit behind the container. He was stricken by her beauty and looked at her thighs underneath the kimono.

She punched him in the throat, shattering his voice box, then kicked his knee and snapped it inwardly, the bone piercing through the back of his leg. The man tried to yell but no noise came out as his leg folded the wrong way and he fell onto his back. She turned him over and debated interrogation but decided against it. She pulled his forehead and slit his throat.

She cleaned the short-sword against the dead guy's pants and sheathed it, then grabbed his stun baton and lit cigarette from the ground. She sprinted toward the rear of the warehouse, her black hair trailing behind. Yoshi was hovering in the sky, watching out for enemies nearby or distant. She slid to a halt and paused at the corner.

Three guards were posted up at the rear, one with a machine gun, two unarmed. One of them chatted about his extravagant hookups with his favorite holographic waifu, Domina. Mocha casually stepped out from around the corner, waiting for the closest guard to turn his head toward the patter of her feet. Before he saw who was approaching, Mocha flicked the lit cigarette into his eyeball.

"AHH!!"

The guard clutched his face. Mocha smashed the stun baton against his skull, frying his brain. The new dent in his head kept the baton in place, continuing to shock him as he landed backward like a ragdoll having a seizure. His head cracked against the concrete, the impact releasing the baton from his flesh.

"What the fu—" before the second guard enunciated his curse, Mocha jumped forward and shattered his jaw against her heel. It made a satisfying cracking sound, followed by agonizing moans that sounded like a special kid talking.

Mocha continued her forward momentum and ran to the guard lifting up his submachine gun. He was far too slow; she threw her left elbow into his nose and shattered it, blood dispersing from his nostrils. She kicked his knee the same way she did the other guard, but the bones did not snap due to his knee pad; instead he stumbled backward and kneeled. Mocha complimented his broken nose with a knee strike, pushing his nose bone into his brain.

Up above, a drone illuminated a red light toward Mocha. Yoshi shot the drone and it fell from the sky and crashed to the ground. Mocha waited in a crouch... No alarms... Their cover was not blown thanks to Yoshi. The bot descended down and showed a reading of 5 lifeforms in the next room. She gave a thumbs-up and listened through the soles of her feet.