Hei's target didn't understand it when she approched him with aid, with promises to make his life easier, to put him on top. He didn't understand it because it was all a lie, a lie he bought hook line and sinker, it was perfect, everything was perfect. From the deal right down to her agents releasing the enslaved mutants behind the man's back, he would know about it until later, if he managed to escape the fate awaiting him
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He was certainly out there, keeping a close eye on things. When waiting for the target to come out, he didn't expect to see that familiar long green hair. Hair that reached down her back and was that color that they assigned mint colors, but not quite right.
Even from several stories up, he recognized her. He always did, even after five years.
That voice, she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to and she didn't want to, it danced on the edge of her hearing and brightened her smile. He was really here! The thought alone brought her joy beyond anything she could have expected, the meet no longer registered in her mind, it was no longer important, that man's fate was sealed anyway, he could not escape it.
She broke away from the meet spot, looking for the source, scouring for places he would hide; she knew him after all, his tricks, his habits, five years of separation meant both noting and everything to her.
"Come on out Hei." Amber did not yell, or raise her voice, she spoke calmly, with a teasing edge, like a cat baiting a mouse with a wheel of cheese.
He could feel his blood boiling up with rage. A good mercenary would know to stick to the mission, but that unwritten guidebook seemed to fall further from his reach the longer he looked at her. It was because of her betrayal that the incident that South America occurred. Because of her that his sister...
Hei lunged out at his hiding spot, using his wire to break any fall. His aim was directly at Amber, who besides the red was the only thing he could see, the weapons dealer forgotten.
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Even from several stories up, he recognized her. He always did, even after five years.
"Amber?!"
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She broke away from the meet spot, looking for the source, scouring for places he would hide; she knew him after all, his tricks, his habits, five years of separation meant both noting and everything to her.
"Come on out Hei." Amber did not yell, or raise her voice, she spoke calmly, with a teasing edge, like a cat baiting a mouse with a wheel of cheese.
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He could feel his blood boiling up with rage. A good mercenary would know to stick to the mission, but that unwritten guidebook seemed to fall further from his reach the longer he looked at her. It was because of her betrayal that the incident that South America occurred. Because of her that his sister...
Hei lunged out at his hiding spot, using his wire to break any fall. His aim was directly at Amber, who besides the red was the only thing he could see, the weapons dealer forgotten.
This would end tonight.
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