A New Fight: A Rainbow Six Siege Fanfiction

Cн. 3 - Ascending

  "Can someone tell what the fuck is on my screen?" A single white mask hollered. His chair squeaked irritably as he pushed himself away from a set up of terminals and monitors. All were originally set up to have an eye on every room holding important weapons, drugs, bio chemicals, and the movement between halls and rooms.

  The white mask pressed a hand on his concealed face, beginning to become frustrated with the seemingly 'dissatisfied' devilish logo on his screen. It looked at the screen with large geeky glasses.

  'Don't mess with me.' Is what it would translate to if it were in English.

  White masks within the security room were working to restore the correct properties of their cams, but most began to drop it and start picking up their weapons. From what was able to be seen on the cams, the feds were swarming the building. They would need to leave soon.

   The door burst open with a heaving masked brother behind it. "We have to go! The cops gonna hit this floor any second!" He said frantically. He placed a hand on his knee to keep his body up, to catch his breath after having ran up so many stairs.

  "If you don't shut the fuck up Luis! You think I can't tell?" The already frustrated mask remarked. He brought his chair to face the corrupted cams, and sat with his hand under his chin.

  Most of the terrorists were leaving the room, either to fight to flee. A few were left with the rest staring at the idle character in the chair.

  "Looks like we won't be able to detonate the IED's. They already have them secured, now they're just hunting the last of us down. At this point it's fight or pull out."

  He stood from the chair, as his fellow criminals looked to him.

  "And unless anyone has a plan of escape, our best bet is fighting our way out." He said, cold eyes scanning across his small squad.

  The white mask by the door had by then settled his breathing, but not his panic. He opened his mouth to speak, but instead the enhanced sound of an explosion below their floor halted his words.

  "They're here!" The frantic white mask cried.

"Grab your weapons and lets drop as many of these bastards as possible. We came here to display a message." The seeming 'leader' of the contingent of White Masks exited the room, with the rest following suit.

Having cleared the floor, Ash, Thermite, Frost, and 2IC had stopped, with thermite to give some info on the situation so far.

Thermite pulled his goggles atop helmet, with Ash looking at him expectantly for intel.

"So far we've cleared most of the building. S.W.A.T already have the lower floors from here cleared, and we have our birds hovering over the roof just in case any try to escape from there."

Ash set her R4 down on the table they surrounded. She crossed her arms.

"That's good, but what I want to know is what they were looking for here."

Thermite set a hand behind his head, avoiding eye contact with Ash for a moment. "Well, we don't exactly know. This tower doesn't hold anything of value. No vaults, money caches."

2IC and Frost stood nearby. Frost glanced at him, to which he gave a glance in return, which prompted Frost to look away.

"Hmm..." Her hand met her chin. "Whatever they're looking for, might be digital. You might want to check the bodies of any dead in case they extracted something important from the companies database. Sweep every terminal you find here."

"Alright, checking hundreds of pockets to dozens of dead bodies..." Thermite's voice  faded to a mutter.

He turned and started towards the door in which they entered, 2 S.W.A.T members waiting by the doorway.