Hunger

Chapter 2:4: The City Beyond Limits - The Intruder

"Beast, meet your comrade, Randall Arkline. Go easy on him, because he is on our side", Richard introduced him to the creature.

"Hello, uhm, how are you doing?” He gulped.

"Haha! You still cannot cut your tongue Arkline. Don’t be afraid of your companion. It will not going to hurt you."

In his own self, call him crazy, but still, he’s not going to engage a conversation with a creature not in his size.

"Come on now Arkline", he said, scratching his head.

He was about to shake hands with the creature, but . . .

"Sir Halford! Sir Halford! We have an intruder!” shouted by a henchman, while he was gasping his breath.

"What?! Who is he?! Tell me!” Richard asked, while grumping.

"I don’t know. He’s very skilled. He has just decapitated all our men. It is now too late to lock this place down, because he’s now here!” said the henchman, terrified.

"Don’t just stand there! Bring the other men here, and send them in full weaponry."

"Yes Sir!"

"Arkline, you know what to do", he ordered him.

"Yes Sir. I’ll take care of him", Randall complied.

"Beast! There is your first mission: murder the intruder", he ordered the creature.

"Alright, let’s move!"

Randall made his way to the opposite side of the creature. It seemed very suspicious there. He checked out all the double-doors and rooms, but nothing was in each of there.

Suddenly . . .

"Ugh!"

He fell down from where he’s standing at. An unknown, mysterious man jumped him from behind. He was fully clothed with a wrapped cloak around his body, and he was wearing a ski-like mask.

"Oh!” Randall exclaimed, while he was dodging the intruder’s melee moves.

"Who are you, and what do you want here?” Randall asked, but there’s no response. The intruder kept on trying to slash his body in half with a katana.

Randall wrenched his arm, when he turned in a complete 180 degree. He wanted to uncover who he was, by taking off his mask.

"Aw!” he thrusted his elbow right to Randall’s gut. He turned the opposite way, and he wrenched his arm.

Randall tried to take off his mask, so he extended his right arm, up to his head. Yes! He had just taken it off.

He wondered why he felt his long hair. No way!

He took him down on the floor, by tripping his left leg. He undressed his clothing and . . .

He wasn’t a man! She’s a woman!

"Who are you, and what do you want? If you tell me your name, I swear that I’ll let you go", Randall said, while he was restraining her.

"Ugh! Let me go! You don’t know my name, and never you’ll be", the woman said.

She got up unbelievably, recovered her legs on a cartwheel maneuver, and she tossed him a flashbang grenade.

"Oh!” Randall exclaimed. He was blinded, and he could barely see the woman jumped out of the window.

He stood up from his stance and started clearing his shirt. Eventually. . .

"Hey, what is this? Oh, an I.D."

He checked the wallet that was dropped by the intruder.

"Diane Montgomery, Rushford Secret Service and Special Ops Team."