30 Days of Writing: (11) Prepared
Bullets whizzed through the air, and I was hiding behind a car with two other field agents. We had been caught off-guard, something I hated because it meant we did not have the information we needed to make this mission a success. Growling mentally, I tugged on my gloves, knowing we needed to push past Nemesis to get to the building of hostages.
“Commander Fuujima, are you alright?” Marlene Wistford, the blonde on my right, asked, turned towards me.
“I am fine,” I answered. “Chan?”
“I can see an opening we can use to sneak past them,” the black-haired man, Gilbert Chan, informed, peering over the car. “We might need a distraction, though, if we want it to work 100%.”
“Tell all agents to sneak past them at my signal.” I moved to stand up, dusting my pants.
They both stared at me, confused. “What signal is that, Commander?”
“You will know,” and I walked from behind the car, unleashing my attack.
Wind was basically the blowing of air. Air was all around us. Which meant that there was practically no escape from the element I could control. Within a minute, the fifteen Nemesis agents were down, bleeding furiously from the cuts my wind had caused. Avalon’s agents had already moved into the building so I remained outside, keeping guard.
“I didn’t know you were on duty today, Maddy!”
I barely had time to react to the sword that came down on me, but I was able to stop the blade with the staff of my scythe. It had sliced through my wind barrier like nothing, but that was to be expected. “Hello to you as well, Noah.”
The man beamed at me before sparing a glance at the fallen Nemesis members. “Are they dead?”
“Unconscious.” It was what happened when a ton of air pressure suddenly came bearing down on you at once, in addition to blood loss.
With that, he lifted his sword and made it disappear. “Ah, that’s good. If they weren’t, I would have had to make a show to fight you. Are you alone?”
“They went inside,” I said, nodding to the three-story building on my left. Without my full attention on it, the wind carried very faint sounds of shooting and yelling inside. “What are you doing here? Lustrei does not usually send you to such low missions.”
He laughed. “Well, someone mentioned they spotted you, so I was deployed to stop you.”
Naturally. Apparently, Noah was the only one who could match up to me so Nemesis prepared a protocol for it called ‘Protocol White’. I opened my mouth to speak, but Wistford reported back on my ear-com.
“We have succeeded in securing the hostages. I have already informed HQ.”
“Good,” I said, pressing the button to speak. I turned my attention back to Noah. “Mission completed.”
He stretched his arms with a groan. “Alright. My job was basically done anyway, since I kept you busy. I’ll see you next time then, Maddy.”
I nodded. “Keep me updated.”
He grinned. “Of course. And maybe next time, we will get to fight each other for real.”
I would rather it not come to that, but I guess I should be ready for when that happened. Hopefully, it would be in a very far off future.