The Boy With The Broken Halo [Kenny McCormick x Seme Male Reader]

Part Five

The trio of Vigilantes have stayed on the roof for about fifteen minutes, rustling up a plan about which parts they'll each have to play and how they'll execute them perfectly. As Mysterion and Call Girl where devising there plan, Black Noir was observing the layout of U-Store-It, seeing a couple of dozen guards patrolling the inside and perimeter of the storage facility. They were all carrying some sought of automatic weaponry; They were defiantly not from South Park, that's for damn sure. Laying down the binoculars of the roof's ledge, Noir turned back to his teammates who had just finished finalizing their plan of action. "Alright, so we agree. Me and Call girl will head to the office and see if there are any more files like the one I found, whilst we also search for the security room in there so we can gain access to the camera footages from the past week to see what's been going on here. ~" Mysterion says in a hushed but still rough tone, his dark cloak slightly waving in the night's wind. "Black Noir, we need you too record conversations of the guards - or whoever these guys are, with this. ~" Call Girl hands over a tape recorder to Black Noir, the Espionage Hero tilting his head towards the device in his hand. Call Girl would've giggled, if they wasn't trying to be silent. "I've modified It's audio range so that it can pick up voices from a certain distance; you'll still need to be rather close in order for it to work, so still be careful when traipsing about. ~"  The Tech Hero finishes as she walks over too the ledge of the building, waiting on Mysterion. Black Noir nodded towards the other two Vigilantes before heading to a different side of the building to jump off, as he got ready to jump, he felt a hand on his shoulder that made Noir look back. "Stay safe, yeah? ~" Mysterion says, holding the other's shoulder in a comforting way whilst looking into their visor with his dark blue eyes. Black Noir patted Mysterion's shoulder in a way of saying 'Stay safe, as well' before scaling down the side of the building and disappearing into the shadows like a spectre. unknowing to them that a pair of violet eyes were watching them with smile plastered on her face.

Mysterion and Call Girl both scaled down their side of the building and ran across the street, using the darkness as leverage, until they both ducked down out of site behind one of the parked vans just outside of the storage depot they were infiltrating. They halted when they saw that the gate was opening and a couple of guards walked out. "Alright, let another one in... can't wait for my shift to be over. ~" A guard says, tiredly as they motioned for another van to be pulled in. Hearing the engine of the van both Vigilantes hid behind turn on, they both had the same idea of rolling under the vehicle and latching onto the bottom to get inside easily. Both Hero's were thankful of the lucky timing and that they didn't have to get inside by climbing the high fence with a chance they maybe spotted.

Mysterion's POV

Getting inside the compound was easier than I thought it would be, normally we would just make diversions so we could get inside these high risk places. I couldn't see where the van was taking us, all I could focus on was the pungent smell of gasoline the van made a trail of... Hmm, that gives me an idea if we need a distracted escape. I hope Black Noir made it in safely, he's good at what he does, maybe even the best, but still, I worry about him. I could die and nobody would care or remember, but if he dies, I couldn't forgive myself. My thoughts are interrupted when we hear the van pull up, the squeaky brakes signifying that the vehicle has been halted. The driver gets out of the van and I see him walk to a wall where he proceeds to take a piss. I guess this is our cue. Me and Call Girl rolled out from under our hiding place and silently dashed over by a dumpster in a alleyway between two storage containers. It wasn't long until the driver got back into the van and drove off, the headlights almost compromising our hiding spot. "Come on, the office is this way. ~" I whisper as we both start skulking across U-Store-It. We end seeing the same type of black unmarked van parked almost everywhere here, or just about every other lock-up we come across. Who the hell are these guys? Government? A Cartel? Aliens? That really wouldn't surprise me actually... Rounding one last corner we see the small office building in the distance, seems pretty abandoned actually, well, minus the one guard outside having a smoke break. We'll have to use a side door I guess. Call Girl pointed out that the side door seemed to be unguarded, so we'll just have to hope that Super Craig's key will work or we might be possibly fucked. managing to sneak past the smoking guard we ended up at the side of the building where Call Girl immedialtly pulls the key our from her pocket and place it in the keyhole, but the key didn't end up turning like we hoped. Fuck you Craig.