The Last Assassin

Chapter 9: The Enemy of My Enemy Is Still My Enemy

  I looked at the two, and was ready to fight. I noticed they both had armor on, so I knew they were with the group that tried to kill me earlier. "What the hell do you two want? here to kill me, well good luck. Your two friends tried, and now they're nothing but bodies that reside in a graveyard." I saw one of them gag a little.

"No need to be detailed." He said, and the other put his shoulder on him. "We're not here to fight, NM." They both looked at me, and I still was ready to fight. "We're here to help."

"This is a typical question to ask, but what makes you think I can trust you?" I asked them, and waited for the answer. 

"We have information for you. Somehow a group called 'the Templars' has gotten to our men, and some of them work for them."

I scoffed. "Templars. Always their fault. That's just one more reason why I shouldn't trust you. You're going in the wrong direction, buddy." I leaned on the railing behind me, and looked at the two. "Just give me one reason to trust you guys. One. All I wanna hear is one reason." I waited to hear an answer, and looked up to the sky.

  "We can help keep your name from getting around, and if you help us out, you'l be killing the man who killed your siblings." I looked at the two of them. "We have records of you, back at base. We know you, your family, your history. It said you disappeared after your silings' deaths. We can help keep those records from getting out, and keep from making you a wantd criminal." I pulled my hood down, and looked at the two. "Keep up." was all I said, as I took off, and went from roof top with the zipline. It was amazing how strong the string was, and how fast it pulled me. I felt like one of those guys from this show I used to watch. It was in Japanese, but it had English subtitles. These guys would fight giant monsters, and they had ziplines to use so they could travel through the air.

  I climbed up to one of the higher buildings, and looked all around. I synced my whole area, and looked at the two soldiers follow close behind.

Agent Illinois

  NM and I followed the kid close behind. For a kid who's only 16, he can take charge. He only said two words to us, and we were already following him. "What are we doing up here?"

  "Syncing. It's how I learn the area. You sync, and you know hwere to go." He looked all around, then jumped down. We both ran over to help him up, be he was gone. He popped behind us. "You two gonna come, or not?" He jumped back down, and landed in a dumpster. We went down, but turned on our jets before we hit the ground.The kid crawled out, and brushed himself off. "Come on." He walked through the alleys, and we followed.

  The sun was starting to come up as we made our way to somewhere abandoned. "We need a plan." I said to break the silence. The kid held a hand up, and walked into the building. We followed, and he locked the door behind us. Where he got the key, I'll never know. He sat on a chair, and leand it back, so it was balancing on the back legs. "Alright, tell me what you know." NM nodded, and leaned on the wall next to him.

"Three people at our base, Arizona Texas and Nevada, are the ones who helped kill your siblings. More than likely Nevada wasn't a part of that, but still. They're planning to help the Templars the next time they come out. That'll be in two days time, or maybe a few hourse, since they'll notice we left." I looked around the place, not knowing if this place would kill us with some kind of trap, or not. "Well, it seems like you two might cause a few problems for them, then. If what you said about the tracking devices are true, then they wouldn't like the fact that you took them out." NM and I nodded. There was something important about the suits, but NM and I had no idea what it was. 

Kyle  

"Alright, fine." The kid leaned forward, and stood up. "I know you guys can keep up, and I know you guys can fight. As long as you two don't try to kill me purposly, we'll have no problem." I looked at the two agents, and wondered if I would regret this decision. Sure, I needed friends, or at least allies, but these guys were my enemies. I narrowed my eyes at the two. "Before you think we're all friends here, we're not. I need some allies, but until I know I can trust you guys fully, you're still considered enemies to me. I'm just not gonna try and kill you." I walked to the living room. This place was new to me, so I had no idea how many rooms there were.

  "If you two can find bedrooms, there yours. I'll be on the roof." I looked at them as I walked upstairs. "Wait, so you've never been here? How did you get the key to this place then?" One of them asked, and I chuckled.

"You didn't see me punch the lock?" I climbed out a window, and went to the roof. I felt safest there. Alone, and away from those two agents. I wonder if it was a good idea, or not. But hey, it was a worth a shot to keep them around. Even if they're a part of the organization that wants me taken to prison, and possibly allied with the cult that wants me dead, they're still "willing" to be my ally. I don't trust them that much, so I don't know their true intentions. Whether they're true to their word, or not, the enemy of my enemy is still my enemy.

Agent Illinois

  I sighed, and wondered what we got ourselves into. This kid was obviously going to walk us into our on deaths, but we had to give him the benifit of the doubt. He wouldn't do anything bad to us, at least we didn't think he could. We could defeat him anytime. NM went to one room, and I went to the other. It was 4 in the morning now, so I decided to sleep for as much as I could. The director would find out about our desertion, so it was only a matter of time before he sent agents out to kill us.

  I couldn't sleep, so I walked around my room. Who would the Director send? Would he try to kill us, or just capture us? Were we really safe here, with this kid as our leader? So many questions flooded my head, as I sat on my bed, and ran a hand through my hair. By the time I laid down again, it was 6 a.m., so NM walked in to wake me up. Kyle was on the couch in the living room, his figure sitting up, but we weren't sure that he was awake.

  We got suited up, and we crossed rooftop after rooftop. Kyle stopped to look at the people below. They were screaming, and running from agents. Nm and I stayed out of sight as they rounded people up. Kyle smashed his fist onto the brick ledge he was leaning on. "What the hell is going on down there???" NM  shook his head, and looked at Kyle. "Haven't you heard? Aside from you being The Fallout Project's #1 criminal, there's an infection going around. Something weird, and we have no idea what it is. It's only in New York, and it doesn't affect anyone at the base. It only affects the people down there. The Director sends agents out to 'cure' the infected. That's such crap, because he just means kill them, and keep the infection inside New York." I looked at Kyle, who just seemed to lower his head, and stare at the chaos below.