Shattered

Chapter 2

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With stealthy and calculated steps inside the rundown building, the agent going by the code name 'thunder', hid behind a stack of empty wooden boxes, away from her predator's eyes. Holding her gun close and her breath closer, she listened for any particular sound of any incoming danger. Beads of sweat trickled down her face as she waited for an opportunity to strike. Though this was nothing more a simulation, one has to be careful in order not to get stained.

A creak!

A faint creak but a creak nonetheless! Dara found herself anticipating an incoming fiend. She waited for additional sounds until the creak became slow and steady footsteps. A smile suddenly appeared on Dara's lips. She had been waiting forever for her last and final kill for the day. With precision and viciousness, Dara ran out of hiding and jumped in mid-air. As she did, she fired her guns with an accuracy that of an eagle eye could only have. In a split second, a red paintball erupted solidly on the opponent's head gear. As for Dara, she landed on her shoulder with a smirk on her face.

Lights suddenly illuminated the whole run down building as soldiers in full gear with wet paints parading on different parts of their body, emerged from the shadows. Some grunted disappointedly. Others merely sighed. Only one of them arrogantly took off his head gear and wordlessly walked out.

"You didn't have to be so unforgiving. It's just a simulation after all..." Lt. Yi  puffed out a thick whiff of smoke from his mouth. He was leaning by the stairs waiting for the simulation to finally be over. Or, to be more specific, he was waiting for Dara to finish playing.

"With all due respect, zip it, Lieutenant." She merely replied with a heavy tone. Her expression was dark and unforgiving, almost angry.

"Aww... You seem pissed off. What's wrong?" Lt. Yi knew Sandara Park above anyone else. After all, he was her spotter, her watcher, her superior officer and they've worked together in countless missions within the last two years. It was safe to say that Yi Yeon had gotten used to Sandara Park's rotten and often erratic behavior. She was an unpredictable woman for a soldier. Sometimes, she'd obey orders without questions or hesitation, other times she'd move on her own will.

"Get me out of that school... What happened to my previous assignment?! I was very close to nailing down Woo Hyun ! I was this close to nailing the damn Angel of Death! Now, tell me, why did they suddenly change my assignment into a... A babysitting chore?!" Dara suddenly lost her composure and complained in full force.

Yi Yeon sighed as he dropped his cigar to the floor and squished it with his shoes. "Because... That guy may be Woo Hyun's next target." His tone was dry and straight to the point. He wanted to taunt Dara a little more but she seemed to be reaching her limit so he decided to finally let off a piece of information that would appease her. And as he predicted, Sandara Park was soon silenced.