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The Assassi's - Assassination for Preparation

How much can I write in a day, after just waking up and only writing for about 2 and a half hours?

Apparently, 2.6k words. Anyways! The stuff beforehand:

Jane Dex and Nicole Dex both belong to @howlerlight

Tw: Assassination. Assassination Attempt. Death Threat. Guns.

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"Do you really have to go? Won't it be dangerous?" Gremlin spoke, watching Marc slip on a darker color outfit than he normally did, but still having the hood over his head.

"Oh, it'll be extremly dangerous. This is Mx. Dex we're talking about! No doubt, someone's gonna be high on our tail, especially with Jordan being on the case as their bodygaurd." Marc spoke, looking himself in the mirror for a moment. Once satisfied with his gear, he gave a nod and grabbed his hidden blades, which were a strapped with a very dark blue leather, rather than the orange-y tone that Riker's had.

"Jordan..?"

"Green." Marc replied, with Gremlin shaking her head. "Okay, so their name is Jordan?"

"It's a codename, Gremmy." Marc said, shifting the belts across his chest to tighten them, hearing a click from the joints behind him to indicate it had tightened and now fit properly.

"So, their name isn't Jordan.. Then why are they called Jordan?" Gremlin asked, standing up as she walked over to Marc, grabbing up sniper that laid ever so carefully out for Marc, tracing her hand lightly over the barrel of it. "Listen, I just don't want you hurt, okay..?"

"Jordan, being a common name for a taller American looking person. Although, Green isn't actually American, it still helps." Marc said, turning to Gremlin as his smile faded, moving over to Gremlin and lightly cupping her cheek, enough to gain her attention and allowing her to lean into his hand. "I'll stay as safe as I can, okay? You need no worry, min duva. I've done this before."

Gremlin gave a sigh, before nodding and looking to Marc's eyes, smiling in a worried manner. "I know, but I'm still gonna worry.." She spoke, with Marc moving forward to set the sniper down, hugging Gremlin once the gun was safelt down. He moved on hand to take the top hat away, resting in her hair. He felt Gremlin nuzzle against his chest, his face warming up and feeling oddly.. Soft and fuzzy inside. He felt the smile return, moving back to look Gremlin in the face, moving his hand that held the top hat up to move her hair out of her face. "Min duva, I'll return before you know it." He spoke, setting the top hat back on her head.

"Promise me it?" Gremlin spoke, moving one of her hands up to boop Marc's nose.

"What if I reveal just a little bit about me? Will that assure you?"

"It better be taking that hood off." The two shared a chuckle at that, with Marc shaking his head softly.

"My name is Marco. I'm Italian and Swedish." Marc hummed softly, before booping her nose back. "Call me Marc, but don't use it around the other Toppat's, sì?"

Gremlin nodded at that, before she glanced to the time. "Well, Marc, you need to get going, if you're gonna make it to the rally in time." She said, feeling more assured than she ever thought she could. Moving away, she allowed Marc to set the sniper rifle in its holster on his back, but Gremlin also took this chance to grab the magazine he had laying out. Two bullets only. Man, there really wasn't any room for error, was there?

Soon, they were set down the hallway, Gremlin walking beside Marc on the way towards the teleporter. Kyro had been sent out hours before him for preperation and being around one of the main rally leaders. They couldn't exactly give away what they were doing, but what was happening was better silent than spoken.

As soon as they reached it, Gremlin stopped Marc short, her nerves eating at her again. "How can I be sure that it goes well?"

"Cut the news channel on, you'll see Jordan around. Just know, I'll be around behind the camera. And, expect us back about an hour or two after it ends." Marc said, settling on giving a kiss to the back of Gremlin's hand, before he moved towards the teleporter, giving a nod to Burt and being sent through, down towards the Earth. Gremlin stood still, face pink from the kiss and heart practically beating out of her chest, before she finally made her way out of the communications and teleportation room, walking towards one of the lounges to put on the rally...

~~~

Marc practically ran from point A to point B, that being about three miles apart, it took about twenty-five for running about two and a half miles. Another bit to walk and take time to catch his breath, about four minutes of walking, two more of running, and he made it too the building he needed. Yes, he did have dip and swerve through alleyways, but soon made it exactly where he needed.

Climbing up the fire escape, right to the top of the building, he lifted himself onto the edge and looking around, trying to spot who he needed. No, not the rally leader, although spotting them and Kyro was a good bonus. He looked around more and finally found who they needed.. The pink haired military solider.. A good shot, and will do anything to protect Mx. Nicole Dex. That wasn't his target. As soon as he noticed her, on a nearby building, he took another look around to spot another mysterious fellow... But their shot wasn't aimed for the opposing rally leader to Nicole.. It was AT Nicole.

Marc moved himself backwards, settling on the nearby wall and just watching, waiting.. Please, for the love of God, shoot the bitch..

His eyes stayed focused on the military officer, watching her move the rifle to aim at the blackened figure that was, in his opinion, a dumbass assassin wanna-be. He held his breath just a bit, as if he was the one holding the gun, before he spotted he gun move, quickly turning to see the other guy killed off, now a lifeless corpse hanging on the side. He moved swiftly, ducking behind the wall he was at, and using his momentum and speed to juum from the building he was on, down onto Jane's building.

Jane jerked around at the sound, but where Marc had landed? There was no one there. She took a moment to scan the area well, but ultimately spotted nothing. "You got the target?" Rang out a gruff voice in her ear, moving a hand to tap the mic button. "Affermative. But, I'm staying longer. I have a feeling.." She spoke back, cutting off the mic and taking one last look, before settling back down on the ground and checking her sniper scope.

That was, until she felt weight on her back, between her shoulders that kept her down. Her expression changed to shock, grabbing the rifle tighter and keeping her ground. "I need you to stay calm, Mrs. Dex. My goal is not Mx. Dex."

"Who are you, and what do you mean?" With Jane's words, she tried to push herslef upwards, not expecting to be rivaled by the strength of the unknown person above her. She did break some, but it wasn't enough, and she wasn't repaired to listen to the words of whoever this foreigner was. "And I swear, if you give some dumbass annswer-"

"Call me Snipe. I do not want Mx. Dex dead, I want her opposing member dead." This got Jane to let up just slightly. Turning her head to look Marc dead in the eyes. Her own eyes were narrowed, flicking her sniper on safety as to not cause a stray bullet, before putting her arms under her.

"How can I trust you, hmm?" She asked, a snarl in her tone, but she felt the weight leave her shoulders, watching as this male got down and laid beside her, with his own sniper. Gloves, the cape and hood, his dead stare of want.. She took one look down to the sniper, seeing the safety engaged as well.

"Take a look.." He spoke, glancing to Jane, and after a bit of a stare off, they both looked in their respective scopes. "That person you see standing beside Mx. Dex? Large, glasses, practically looking at us?" Gaining a hum once Jane spotted the person, did Marc continue. "Their with me. They're there to protect Mx. Dex, not harm." Turning the gun slightly, Marc flicked the safety off.

Jane glared for a moment, watching him line up the shot. "What did he do, huh?" She asked, moving her sniper to bump Marc's off, gaining a growl and seeing him bare his teeth. This made her smirk, and also gain his attention.

"He's corrupt and a liar. Put my crew in danger just to to keep his ass safe. I'm not letting him do that to la ma famiglia again." Marc said, taking his time to line up the shot. "Mind doing me a favor?"

"I would mind, actually. I don't know you."

"And yet you haven't knocked the gun out of my hand. Aim at the bodygaurd's head."

"No."

Marc hummed, already expecting the answer, before he put his finger on the trigger. "Then move." He said, without taking another answer. She was either moving or getting hit with a bullet shell. Frankly? She only gave a chuckle and shuffled backwards. And quickly, two more shots rang out. The two bullets in Marc's chamber were gone, one through the skull of the bodygaurd, and the other through the neck of the rally leader.

Hearing the click of the gun behind him, as well as a barrel of a sniper being placed to the back of his skull, he could only sigh. "Well, that seems a little too easy, huh? Putting blind trust in-"

With anohter shot ringing out, as well as the grunt of Kyro in Marc's ear, did his fake 'you got me' turn to actual shock. "Jordan?? Are you okay?" He asked into the mic, before he gained a small 'I'm fine' from the bodygaurd. "You can't just give me an 'I'm fine'- Bring the car around, is Mx. Dex still alive?"

"I got shot in the ribs. Gonna be bruised for a while. Mx. Dex is alive- Swinging by to get you and Officer Dex." Kyro spoke, clear and deep, which was enough to soothe Marc's worries, before he looked to Jane and grabbed her sniper, using his strength to get by her to try and knock her down, but Jane wasn't going to let up easily. She fought back, using her advantage of skill set to rip the sniper out of Marc's hands and topple him to the ground.

She aimed the sniper at him, right between his eyes. "Give me one good fucking reason I shouldn't put a bullet through your brains."

"Jordan has Nicole safe! They're on their way to pick us up! Nicole is safe, trust me! Hold me at gunpoint until you see proof." Jane glared down in his eyes, trigger finger ready to pull, but she couldn't. Safety was still on. Glaring and growling, Marc took this chance to grab his sniper and run towards the edge of the building. He was able to hook it on his back, before jumping from the edge.

On the opposing building: Fire escapes. He grabbed onto the railing once he was close enough, his ribs hitting onto the bars. Although it hurt, he didn't have time, moving as quickly as he could down to railings. Once he was down on the ground, a car skidded to a halt beside him, doors unlocking as he jumped into the back seat.

Jane had been high on his tail, going down the building they were on's fire escape to get down, slower than Marc, but still hitting the ground shortly after Marc got into the car. She opened the other side, get in and-

"Jane?" Her gaze softened as she saw her own sister, alive and well, right beside her. "I knew it was you.." She said, moving in and hugging her, still stunned, younger sister.

Jane finally moved to hug Nicole back, feeling the car move and hearing the doors lock for their safety. "I.. You.. But.." She stammered, looking to the heavy-breathing Marc in the seat in front of her. "You... Weren't lying."

"Nope. Wouldn't lie about something like this." Marc spoke, giving a chuckle, which was quickly followed by a hiss of discomfort, and some minor swearing in Swedish. "Ohh, I think that's broken.."

"Really? When's that ever shocking?" Kyro spoke, taking off their sunglasses to reveal the multi-colored, prosthetic eye they wore that day. Black and red checkered, with some little white speckles. Their comment was followed by a hearty chuckle at the glare they gained from Marc.

"Oh, here we are, Mx. Silent with the jokes, ey?" Marc said, dramatically moving his hands and head, just to gain more laughter and giggles from the three others in the car. "Anyways, is there somewhere safe you two can go for the night? Away from uh... Paparazzi?"

"The press. Paparazzi applies to celebraties, press applies to politcal figures. But, I think we do have somewhere." Nicole spoke, looking to Jane with a smile, gaining a nod from the younger.

~~~

About three hours passed, before Marc actually called Burt to get them picked up, both him and Kyro being sore in the ribs from damaging them. Marc had called Riker, just to tell him they were alive, before they finally got teleported upwards.

With getting back up to the orbital station, it was a bit painful for them. Marc was sent to the medic ward immediately, given for how much pain it was for him breathing, and Kyro just dismissed their own discomfort as bruising, before going to find Joey.

Walking through the halls, suit and all, their glasses were tucked in their breast pocket. They soon spotted the lounge where they could see Joey, swaying and chewing at her nails, chatting with Malli and Riker. Well, less of chatting and more of listening to the two talking with each other.

They also looked around, to find Gremlin sitting silently, anxious by the way she tapped at the table, sitting across from the third in line, Sven Svensson. Sven was chatting, seemingly trying to calm Gremlin down. Looking between the groups, they decided to go towards Gremlin first, wanting to ease her nerves and not leave her in the dark. They hated being left in the dark themselves, so alleviating that stress would help ease the anxiety.

Walking over, they gave a tap to the table to gain both Sven's and Gremlin's attention. They gave a glance to Sven, before looking to Gremlin and crouching down, motioning her closer. Cupping their hand to her ear, they then spoke: "Blue is okay. He'll be pleased to see you in the medical bay. Worst thing, a broken rib." They pulled back, with Gremlin's eyes wide with relief. Before they knew it, Gremlin was hugging them and thanking them. Kyro did give a pat to their back, albeit awkwardly, they got up and let Gremlin run off, before giving a nod to Sven, and turning around to get over to Joey.

Giving a tap to Joey's shoulder, they turned around and gasp, before quite literally jumping into Kyro's arm, the size difference being funny to other's around them. But, to Kyro, this was home. They hugged Joey tightly, lightly nuzzling her cheek, before pulling away enough to see her eye to eye. They then gave a kiss to the prosthetic eye, when Kyro's eyes were closed, so it got planted on their eyelid. This made Kyro smile, hugging Joey tightly in their arms and giving a sigh of relief.

Riker's chuckle broke up the reunion between the two, with Kyro looking to Riker. "Glad to see you okay. I'm guessing Marc broke something?" With Kyro nodding and point to their ribs, Riker nodded. "Figured so. And that leaves that part one of three, complete." He spoke, opening up the folder and giving a mark to one part of it.

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