September 6, 2017
2.40 am, the White House Situation Room
"Good news, Ma'am." Director Don Bridges of the FBI says as he puts away his phone, "Our birds are now en route."
"How soon can they get there? Who are you sending?" President Gertrude Pond asks.
"ETA is 10 mins." Don adds, "There's a full HRT inbound on two Black Hawks."
"HRT?" President Gertrude asks.
"Hostage Rescue Team, Ma'am." Director Don clarifies, "They are even more elite than SWAT."
"I hope they are enough to save my granddaughters." President Gertrude responds.
"They are the best of the best, Ma'am." Director Don retorts.
"I thought that was Jonathan's team?" President Gertrude asks as she eyes Don.
Don silently puts his head down. He hates to admit it but she is right. Team Six is the best.
"At least now I don't have to invade Mexico." President Gertrude says with a sigh, "Continue."
"Yes, Ma'am. The HRT will be about 10 minutes ahead of the Federales." Don says finding his words, "That's the Mexican Feds. They will get to the site by armoured convoy."
Don stands and walks to the large screen on the wall that has a map of the area of the barn. He then points and says, "The Mexican Feds will secure the wider area while our agents will swoop in to neutralize any hostiles then recover your granddaughters and Team Six."
President Gertrude nods just as a knock is heard on the door.
"Enter." President Gertrude says as she notices the time, 2.43 am.
In walks Director Nick Jones of the CIA saying, "It was all a trap."
"Explain." President Gertrude says.
Director Nick Jones makes his way to the big screen, displacing Director Don. He right swipes back to the live drone image of the barn. It now looks far different than earlier with a lot of heat signatures signifying people. Further, the image shows deeper levels underneath the barn.
"Where did all these people come from?" President Gertrude asks.
"From underground, Ma'am." Director Jones says, "There is an entire underground complex that our scans hadn't picked up until a moment ago."
"My God!" President Gertrude says as she stands, "It's an entire operation."
"I don't think that this was a spur of the moment kidnapping." Director Jones says. "It was too well-orchestrated for a split-off fringe cartel group. Something with deeper pockets is involved."
"But who and why?" Director Don asks.
"That's what we have to find out." Director Jones responds.
Suddenly his phone rings and he checks on it.
"Excuse me." Director Jones says.
"Go." President Gertrude says as she turns to Director Don, "4 minutes until your agents are on-site, correct?"
"Yes Ma'am." Director Don responds, checking his watch. 2.46 am.
"WHAT!?" Director Jones shouts, "Reboot the systems and get that drone under control NOW!"
President Gertrude and Director Don both turn to look at Director Jones. He, in turn, points at the screen that now shows flashing text "Weapons Online. Arming. Four Hellfires Armed. Targeting."
"What's happening?" President Gertrude asks.
"The drone has been hacked and the weapons system is armed." Director Jones says as he walks to the screen.
"Shut it down!" President Gertrude says.
"They're trying but they've been locked out, Ma'am." Director Jones responds.
The screen then shows "Target Acquired. Firing Solution Calculated. Launching Four Hellfires."
President Gertrude, Director Don, and Director Jones can do nothing but watch helplessly as 4 missiles propel to their designated target, the barn, at full speed.
BOOM.
Sept 6, 2017
2.15 am, Cancun, Mexico
"I help." Maria says as she stands by the office door, "I save my son."
"Sweetie, believe in us." Wave says as she touches Maria's shoulder, "This is what we do. Help us by keeping everyone else calm. We will save your son if we can. Okay?"
Maria nods then runs off.
Wave breathes out in relief.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Hurried shouts in Spanish follow the banging on the main exit.
Wave scans the monitor to see 4 guards banging at the main entrance. She also checks on Shade, who is crouching beside the main exit. Shade has a handgun in her left hand and a knife in her right hand. Wave dims the lights for the women's prison.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
"Showtime," Wave tells herself as she pushes the button that unlocks the main door.
The door slides open with a mechanical clanking. Three guards rush into a dark prison to find no flames and no guards.
"Bernado?" The guard in the lead asks aloud.
The doors shut behind them, purging everything into darkness.
"ARGH!!" The guard closest to the door shouts as he is suddenly stabbed from behind.
Shade shoves the impaled guard into the one in front as she simultaneously shoots the leader of the pack.
Gunpowder flashes in the darkness.
BANG! BANG!
BANG! BANG!
THUD!
The body of the lead guard collapses. The stabbed guard is also shot. The middle guard struggles in the dark to locate his attacker. His slow reaction earns him two bullet holes.
BANG! BANG!
All the guards lie dead in a pool of their own blood from two bullets to each of their heads.
"As usual, she didn't need my help." Wave says as she examines the dark monitors, her hand still resting on a handgun.
Wave looks at the screen showing a guard right outside the exit. The poor bloke is panickedly attempting to call for help.
"That should leave 4 for the blokes." Wave says then shouts, "One outside."
"Open." Shade says.
Wave obliges by pressing the button that slides open the door. She watches the panicked guard on the screen raise his AK47 rifle at the mechanical door only to point at the darkness. He stands confused with trembling hands. A knife flies past his head. He turns his head to follow. Suddenly, he falls backward as two bullets enter his skull. He slumps down against the wall. Shade's figure emerges from the darkness. She lumbers over the corpse with a red trail that stains the grey wall. She then takes up position against the closed entrance to the men's prison.
"Gnarly." Wave says to herself.
Wave turns on the prison lights. This shows the full gory scene of dead bodies in the middle of the hallway. A testament to Shade's lethal effectiveness in battle which was only bested by Fire.
"Crikey! That's a mess." Wave notes.
ARGH!!!
Suddenly, a pain-filled scream roars through the prison. Wave grabs an AK47 rifle and dashes out of the office towards the exit, leaving the computer that reads 2.27 am.
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