The Mercenary Chapter 1
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A trio of masked gun men storm into an abandoned wood building. It is empty, but they still remain tense. "Did you think we lost her?" One of them pants, a short, rotund man. A tall man replies cautiously. "I think so," He says in a nasally voice. The third one remains silent.
A wooden plank creaks above them. All of them stare up at it. "Or maybe not," The third one says quietly. Then a red dot appears behind his head. With a popping sound, his head explodes into a bloody mess as the 7.62 mm bullet slams through it. The other two men stare in shock at the body. "You have other things to worry about," A voice taunts in the dark. The two stand back-to-back. They draw two snub-nose submachine guns. "Where is he?" The short ones says in a panic.
He never gets to hear the answer. A warm liquid splatters the back of his neck. He looks over his shoulder to see an arrow sticking out of the tall man's neck. "If I were you, I might want to run," The voice taunts again.
The short man panics and starts running, tossing the gun away from him.
Outside the building
"Ready Ron?" An excited red-headed teenager says. Her boyfriend, a plain-locking blonde with freckles, tries to put on a serious face. "Ready KP," He says, his pet Rufus giving a salute. However, the door swings open and a short man runs out, crying in panic. Kim and Ron look at each other for a moment before taking off after him. The athletic Kim Possible quickly runs way ahead of Ron Stoppable.
"Don't slow down! We are right behind you!" He pants. Ron doesn't see the line near the ground. Running at his full speed, his feet get tripped up with the wire. He slams into the ground, just hard enough to knock him out for a bit. Rufus is dizzy for a second, but he briefly sees a figure run past them. "Sorry kid, but that man is mine," He says.
Meanwhile, Kim rapidly gains on the gun man. "What is he running from?" She asks herself. The man veers to the right, ducking into an alley. Kim follows him, who stops when he runs into a dead end. He spins around, a look of sheer terror on his face. Kim grins at the man. "Give it up," She says.
Suddenly she hears a new voice. "Sorry Red, but he is mine. Now, unless you want a slug in your right shoulder, I would suggest you get on the ground," The mysterious figure says. Kim appears to be complying, but suddenly backflips and kicks the shotgun out of his hands. She then follows up with a punch with her right fist to his jaw. But instead, he grabs the fist. "I wouldn't be so hasty if I were you. You are out of your league lady," He taunts. He gives a brief grunt of pain as she kicks him in the balls, making him loosen his grip on her fist. She tries to spin-kick him, but he drops to the ground, landing on all fours. "You have an impressive fighting style, Red," He taunts, crouching down on his feet, ready to spring. "But you will find mine to be more so," He finishes as he suddenly volts over her.
Before Kim realizes it, the man delivers a blow to her left shoulder, then a kick that sweeps her off her feet. She quickly recovers though. The man then smirks, having positioned himself near his quarry. He suddenly gabs said man. "Thanks for dance Red, but I got to go. See you next time," He taunts again, making a gentlemanly bow before firing a grapple gun to the rooftop, then quickly slashes the line once he gets up there.
Kim Possible just stands there, a look of a mixture of awe and shock on her face. "Who is that man?" She thinks. Ron, who has recovered with a slight bruise on his chin, runs up. "What happened KP?" He asks. She tells him what happened. "You are telling me that someone was of your skill in martial arts? Who is that guy?" He asks, more than a bit dumbfounded. "That is what I want to know as well," She says.
"Damn it! We missed him!" Seethes an angry, and familiar, voice. Kim and Ron turn around to see the female equivalent to Nick Fury, Dr. Betty Director, leader of the organization known as Global Justice. With her are a score of well-armed agents. "Who is 'him'?" Ron asks.
Director sighs. "We have been after him for the past year. No one knows for sure his real name, if he even has one. He does have a lot of fake names. But we call him The Mercenary. Because his name is a dead give-away, he is more-or-less, a gun for hire. Very deadly. Works for the highest bidder, but won't break a contract for even more money. He never kills unless it is either needed or is his target. This is the third time we almost got to him, but he slipped away." Kim adds a note to that. "And he got that gun man. Why?"
The one-eyed woman shrugs. "We don't know. This isn't one of his usual contracts. This is the third one like this…" Director trials off, her single eye widening in shock. "Ok, I think you two should go. Ron, Kim, stay close to each other. Don't tell your families about this. And be careful," She says, a bit nervous.
Kim and Ron look at each other. They have never seen the Director this nervous since the time someone dyed her eye patch neon pink before she tried to go on a date. Kim breaks the silence. "What is going on?" She asks, not really wanting to know the answer.
"It is probably nothing. You two can go home. We'll take it from here," The women says/orders. Reluctantly, the crime-fighting duo leave the alley. Unknown to anyone around, the man Director called The Mercenary observes the teens. His captive is knocked out and gagged. Within his mind runs a mechanical-like thought process. "There is something about those two that intrigue me. I wonder if they are aware of the whole story," He muses. "For now, I will keep my eyes on them. Until next time, Red and Yellow," He chuckles to himself.
And cliffhanger! What do you think? Please no flames.