A Mercs Best Friend...Or More? (Sinner Male Y/n X Carmilla Carmine)

Ready At Last... Right?

(Third person POV)(Two weeks later)

Vix had come out of his heat a couple days ago and things were finally beginning to shape out for their attack. Carmilla and Tom had been in contact with the subjects, now going by Chip(17) and Slipknot(23). They have been helping us map out their base for the last couple weeks. Chip was indeed the brains while Slipknot was brawn. Their abilities made them quite the pair. It's no wonder they managed to escape, though Slipknot did have to go back to get Chip four days ago.

"Listen, Slipknot will be able to sneak into their security room and shut down their protective systems. It's actually how I had planned his escape in the first place. However it's not easy on him physically. Phasing, according to him, feels like being stabbed everywhere, compressed, and stretched at the same time. Once he gets in and disables the security he is out of commission for a while." The others nod while Vix gives Slipknot a empathetic look.

"They are located at a old military bunker designed by the one German everyone can agree needed to die. They had redeveloped it into a genetics research facility for the purposes of creating the best military, while also boasting the smallest numbers. Hence me being designed purely for intellect and strategy, while my brother her was made for combat purposes. His ability to phase was completely unplanned. It was originally designed so that his cells could morph to replace important damaged tissues, like a heart with say a ear, or a kidney." "So there are others like you I presume?" Tom had asked what everyone was thinking.

Chip let out a sigh, "There was others like us, but they were put down for failing to meet expectations. The only success other than us was subject 13. He was designed for espionage and surveillance. Needless to say he escaped on day nine of his training, and they never found him so far. Knowing him, he's probably made some kind of spy guild or some shit." "Could there be a way to contact him for help?" Chip shakes his head, "I've already tried before. He refuses to involve himself in anything to do with these bastards. Especially after Mitch became the new boss of the 'Futures Hope' organization, as they call themselves now."

The meeting went on for a few more hours as Chip went into detail about the location, and possible problems they may encounter. From cybernetically enhanced guards, to automatic AI security turrets. "They are really something, I'll give them that." Tom said in a gap of silence. "That they are. The soldiers they sent after you were before they got worked up. Before you all sent them packing, they only focused on the test subjects, but after that slaughter they decided to reinforce their current forces." "So we shot ourselves in the foot when we had Tom wipe them out."

"Yeah, but they don't actually know about him just like you thought. They simply assumed that your security must have been top notch. While they may be powerful, they have no way of properly defending themselves from Tom's abilities." Tom got a smug smile on his face, "I guess my reputation is justified if such a powerful force can't resist me." Seb eyed him, "Oh sure. All powerful until a sexy recon agent shows up and turns you to a mess." They didn't even see Tom throw Seb because of how fast he did. Seb was sent flying from the room as a startled Scope tried to calm Tom down.

"Enough! We need to be ready for our assault." carmine takes the reins of the meeting and gets everyone in check. "We will strike in two days. We will bring security teams a and c. Security team Bravo will stay behind just in case they planned a assault for the same day. Tom, Seb, Vix, And I will will lead the charge after Slipknot disables their security. Chip will then gain access to any and all electrical features and shut them down. Scope will be providing over watch throughout the battle on a apartment building fifty-five yards west of the front gate. Understood?" They all nod.

"Okay guys, I had some drill sites prepared to practice our execution of the first few stages of the plan. We will be running them all night. You can get your sleep in the morning tomorrow." Chip said as everyone groaned, even Slipknot, "Seriously man? I've done this before. Can't I sit this out?" "No, we can't have you getting any rust on your gears. Now everyone head to testing chamber four." They grumbled as they headed out.

(Y/n's POV)

We were on our fifth drill and this shit was getting exhausting. I could see that the others were beginning to wear out too. "Chip! Can't we rest for five minutes!?" He looks at me from the control room as his voice booms over the intercom, "The enemy won't give you any breaks, and neither will I! You're finished when I say so, or when you drop dead. Your choice really." I flip him off as we finish up the fifth drill. "Faster than before, but still sloppy. Again." We get reset. I look over at Slipknot and the poor bastard can barely stand from phasing so many times. "You alright man?" He just nods before vomiting. "Okayyy..." I look over at Carmilla and she seems to be doing a little better than me.

"How are you holding up?" She looks at me and smiles, "After you, this is nothing~" I turn scarlet as the memories flood my head. "Don't say stuff like that! I-what am I supposed to say to that!?" She just laughs as the horn sounds to begin the drill. Slipknot charges and phases through a three foot thick wall before hitting a button on the other side opening the doors for us to pass through. Me and Carmilla rush through one of them and take down the targets. I start to admire how efficiently she takes them down, one after the other.

"You know you can just say something. You don't have to keep giving me bedroom eyes~" I'm taken aback and realize she was trying to mess with me. "If you keep that up we're going to have to run more drills!" I say as we take down the last few targets. We shaved a few more seconds off our time, and it was a lot cleaner. Chip's voice booms again, " That'll be enough. It's already Three in the morning anyways. Goodnight guys." I look around at everyone just collapsing where they are. Tom manages to walk out with us so he could find Scope.

As me and Carmilla are making our way to our now shared room, a though enters my head. "Is there any reason you were acting so playful earlier hermosa?" She has a slight blush as she pushes me against a wall. "I'm just wondering how long you're going to keep me waiting~" 'How the fuck does she still have energy?! We've been running drills for hours!' "Hermosa, I'm exhausted. Maybe later but-" She just puts her finger to my lips and starts to drag me to our room before pushing me inside and locking the door. I sigh, "I don't actually have a choice do I?" "Not today my little fox~"

(Third person POV) (Futures Hope Base)

Mitch is calmly going through files about various failed experiments as a nervous man in a lab coat sits quietly in front of Mitch's desk. After a while Mitch speaks, "So, forty-six failed subjects, and three successful ones. And now all the successful ones have escaped! What the Hell were you doing!? Jacking off to some Mayday album or some shit?!" "Sir, I-" Before he can plead his case Mitch shoots him through the head. "Useless mongrels! Why can't anyone do something right here?!"

He is interrupted by a knock at the door. "Who the Hell is it?!" "It's me Sir, I have something you need to hear." Mitch sighs and tells him to enter. A young looking Imp enters with a tablet in his hands as he passes it to Mitch. "The Subjects are working with Carmilla now. It is safe to assume they know everything. We should prepare for their assault Sir." Mitch starts to laugh, "This is perfect! That whore will come to us! Very well boy, go prepare everyone for the attack! I want all of these bastards dead, but the fox is mine!" "Very good Sir."

The Imp leaves as Mitch starts to laugh more. "Y/n you spineless bitch! I'll show you just how insignificant you are! You think you can win just because you found us?! That's hilarious! HAHAHA!" Mitch starts activate all security protocols and armor up. "No matter how many of you there are, quality beats quantity any day!" He reveals himself in a heavy angelic steel mech armor with a giant sword. "I will end you, but not before I kill your bitch in front of you!"