B.E.A.S.T. Story: Long Day, No Break

Chapter 7 Meanwhile...

Meanwhile, Phantom follows his hooded target from above the buildings and remains in the shadows until the target approaches an old warehouse just right outside of Chinatown, the sweet market district. He watched him for a while as the target knocked on the small door in the big warehouse doors, a code of some kind, and whispered a Password against the door. Then someone open the small door,

"Gotcha now, you little C###." Phantom said quietly and then quietly pressed a button on his microphone. "Good news! I found out where the bastards are hiding! They're hidden inside an old Abandoned warehouse just outside Chinatown on the West side. I'm going to stealthily get inside the building and have a look around."

Phantom pressed on, without waiting for the others to contact him, and jumped from building to building to finally get on top of the warehouse. Then, he slowly made his way across the edge of the roof without making a creak or noise until he stumbled across an old open window just below him that he could squeeze through. So without a second thought, he hopped off the roof, swang backwards once and leapt straight into the window.

"Tch... to bloody easy." Said Phantom jumping straight up after barrelling through the window. "Now time to find whoever-..."

"Don't you slack off the job! Get Back to Work!" Shouted a heavily woman voice coming down below.

Phantom stood still for a moment from the sound and looked towards the rooms with a few barrels and creates that had been covered in dust for a while and a bright balcony light shining through below it. Phantom looked around to make sure that no one was around and began slowly making his way toward the balcony on the other side of the room. He looked below to see what was going on below. But tries to remain in the shadows to prevent him from being deceived.

"Oh Bloody hell." Mutter Phantom quietly as he looked down, seeing a drug plant operation going on.

Phantom had seen and taken down many drug operations before when he was a ruthless anti-hero rumouring around, taking out bad guys back in Australia. Low pay and life hatchman guarding an abandoned warehouse, despite workers who have no choice to work there for their lives, rows of tables being used to make drugs, weed or other drug plants growing in a colour light room somewhere and an office to the person who either runs the operation or the person that manages the facility, working for the person running the operation.
That's what he thought was going on here, except for one thing that made it different. The plants that growing in this warehouse are something that Phantom has never seen before.

The Petals on the flower are dark purple and have five petals on each side. The anther is violet and white, and the pedicel is pitch black like the night sky. The plants that grow these flowers are grown from a blood-red plant with crimson leaves.

Phantom thought whatever is happening here was more than just a regular drug smuggling operation. As Phantom continued to pursue the drug plant behind him, he heard a hawk sound coming from outside, knowing likely that it was Ezekiel's familiar. Then he realised that he hadn't reported back to his team for a while and quickly got onto his microphone to call the others.

"Hey guys! You're not going to believe this!" Said Phantom quietly through the microphone. "I found the hideout of the drug dealers! they are in a warehouse just Northeast of the sweet market district of China Town and-....Hello? Hello!"

Phantom keeps talking through the comms, trying to contact his allies, but there is no response from either Ezekiel or Shay or any static coming out. Phantom removes the microphone from his ear to look closely at it, realising that the microphone is off, as in, gone.

"Son of a B####! How long has this been dead for!" Muttered Phantom quietly as he began to get the microphone turned back on. But it wasn't, and just when he was about to freak out, he realised that it could be just out of power in the batteries. So he quickly opened the back of the tiny microphone, took out the little battery and put it back in, hoping that cheap idea would work. Then he put the Microphone back on his ear and tried calling his comrades, saying, "Hello?"