Knights of King *HIATUS*

Chapter 3

Letting out a breath, a small cloud of ice forms in front of Pisces' mouth. Noticing the small cloud she pulls fabric from around her neck up she drapes it over her nose and mouth, leaving her slightly warmer and much more hidden. The planet of Vaonus was cold and nearly uninhabited. Nearly save for the small base of the GCA set underneath cliffs that barely protected them from the harsh, cold ice winds. Although, that small base was taken over by one of the rival corporations that challenged the peaceful government system the GCA had created. And so the GCA was fighting back to return those scum back to where they came from. The group of three from Battleship King are placed around the base. Two on a cliff, facing the overrun base. The third on the same cliff as the base, hugging a rock as she fought to stay on the cliff and not get blown away from the harsh winds. The small communicator in her ear is filled with chatter from her two other operatives.

Pisces sighs and pushes back against the cliff face. "Look, if you two don't shut up this whole assassination is going to have to add two more to the body count."

Her comment is met with sighs.

"Apologies, Pisces." Capricorn says, much quieter this time.

Pisces rolls her eyes. "Scorpio; how's my target?"

The third member of the group speaks. "Moving around this office, he's pacing so it would probably be best if you helped him calm down."

Pisces nods. "Right, I've got knock out darts ready." She taps the box securely on the strap around her waist, under the shirt. "How's my entrance?"

"Clear, guards are halfway down the bridge, you've got three minutes before they turn to head back." Scorpio says.

Capricorn clicks on. "How much time exactly?" He sounds eager.

Scorpio sighs. "Exactly 2 minutes and 56 seconds from my previous statement, at this moment you have 2 minutes and 50 seconds."

Capricorn nearly squeals. "That is so cool!"

Pisces steps away from the protection of the cliff face. She climbs up the side of the mountain for a higher position to drop down to the front of the large base. Slipping on her favorite pair of gloves she takes a breath.

"Dropping in. Count me down once I land." Pisces orders.

Scorpio respons. "Roger that, exactly two minutes now, and I do mean exactly Cap."

A small smile appears under her mask as she rolls her eyes at her teammates before extending her arms from her sides and lifting her chin into the air. She hated falling. She takes another deep breath before falling forward off the cliff face and down to the front entrance of a base. As she falls, rather than screaming like she would rather, Pisces slowly lets out the air in her lungs and twists mid air. Landing she rolls forward to jump to her feet.

Before she can speak Scorpio's voice comes over the communicators. "Counting down. Minute and 56 seconds. Move quickly, there's a vent to your right, roughly nine feet away from the bridge."

Pisces nods at his directions and heads to her right. The vent is exactly where he says it is, god sometimes she hated when he was exactly right. Admittedly it did make missions go smoother, but did he always have to get times right just by watching guards for three single rotations? Tugging her gloves tighter onto her hands she presses against the backs of them, feeling the arcs of electricity from the powerful magnets on the gloves activate. Pressing her hands to the side of the building she doesn't give herself time to say a prayer in her mind before trusting in these gloves to keep her from falling off the side of the base and down to the deep, cold, icy ravine below. Pulling herself up with her arms alone she reaches the vent.