By the time I was 4, I could speak 3 languages whilst you were forming you're first friend group. You grew up with dolls? I grew up with guns. You grew up in dresses? I grew up in bulletproof vests with bands of weapons strapped to every part of my...
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E5'S POV
Storming into the warehouse where Tokyo was, I became void of emotions. Now wasn't the time. Placing a stone cold mask onto my face , I kicked the handle of the door in with my right foot whilst my other foot was placed on the guards chest, preventing him from trying to stop my actions.
"TOKYO WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?" I knew he wouldnt like me barging in like this, but i didnt care. I worked for me and me only, his state of mind wasnt a concern of mine.
Walking through the dimly lit corridors with cells, every so often I started counting down the time before the 2nd wave of guards came into action. Without breaking a sweat, I bent my knees ready for party time.
Ten
Grabbing my daggers with my left hand, I started to deliberate how I was going to do this.
Nine
Clean cut or my style?
Eight
Maybe I switch it up? Like, still kick their balls and make them pay living hell for trying to stop me , but smash their favourite tech?
Seven
six
I cant be bothered...seriously though, who needs this much secrurity anyways?
five
four
thre-
"E5, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? JUST CALL ME AND TRY NOT TO KILL PEOPLE! THESE WERE MY NEW SHOES!" Tokyo exclaims, whilst running out into the hallway, seeing me hovering over his dead men. They need to train these men better, even a blind disabled grandma could do better than them.
"He saw me. He's back; I dont know how and I dont know when they came back but they're here. He found me."
two
"Leave then. Go do your mission. They're leaving tonight and it'll be easier for you to catch them."
Witout a second glance, I headed towards my desk. Typing in the mission file, I found my supposed 'teammates' . Okay, so one scrauny looking boy, one big macho man, one little macho man and 2 small girls. Looking through their skill assests, purposefully skipping their names because I didnt care for them, they seemed like an average team. One hacker, one skilled fighter, one boss and others who I didnt care for. Why should I, its not like I care for them.
Taking all the details I need, I walk past Tokyo and before he can end his soliloquy about my dramatic entrances, I start dancing. What? Can you blame me? He sounds like a broken record on repeat! Might as well make use of it!
"Fuck you tokyo!" i sing, whilst skipping out of the warehouse.
Heading to my destination, i quickly realise ill need a distraction so that i can get one of their attention. Lucky for me, i have just the idea.
