Fourteen.

That was the number of guards within the complex.

Armed with M4's, AK's and a reserve of heavy weaponry, they were a well trained, well armed group with no qualms about killing.

Good, because neither did she.

He was in there, smoking in a chair in the main room of the second floor.

Thanks to her implant, none of them could escape her sight.

That bastard was about to pay.

She released the safeties on Mercy and Finale, took a deep breathe and charged the compound's outer wall.

Timing her dash with the four sentries movements, she reached the bottom of the wall unseen.

The main gate wasn't an option, two guards were positioned on either side of the door.

So, she did what anyone else would do and scaled the thirty foot wall with her bare hands.

Once she reached the top, she hung and waited for the soldier to walk by before leaping over and tackling him to the ground.

Faster than he could utter a sound she slammed his head into the concrete floor, knocking him out cold.

One down, thirteen to go.

Sneaking along the wall, she quietly took down the guards one by one.

With six enemies left she quickly jumped down and headed to the main gate.

Looking for outward threats, the guards were now clueless to the danger right behind them.

She stuck a spike in the ground on one side and pulled a wire over to the other, this one she connected to a hand grenade.

The main house's door was made of a strong oak and locked tight, but that wouldn't be an issue.

She had kept a special surprise for just such a occasion, an explosive surprise of plastic to be precise.

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Thirty seconds later she was ready to go.

She pressed herself against the wall and detonated the charge, filling the entry way with debris and the air with noise.

Charging inside, Mercy quickly put two in a guard dazed by the blast and a second explosion was heard behind her.

With half of her enemies remaining, she ran up the stairs and time slowed to a crawl as bullets flew by her.

With practiced ease, she twisted and turned, dancing around the metal projectiles of death.

Another effect of the implant, one which made her the killing force she is.

Pulling the triggers of her two berettas, two more guards fell dead, each with a bullet in the skull.

Running towards the nearby square staircase, she closed her eyes and 'saw' the three soldiers positioned at the top.

Never slowing, she grabbed a flashbang from her belt and lobbed it at the opposing wall, sending it bouncing up into the eyes of the would-be ambushers.

She quickly followed, running up the wall and leaping.

Time slowed once more and with horrifying precision, she dropped them all with one shot each while upside down.

Finishing the maneuver, she ran forwards and crashed through the door.

Lead flew towards her as the last two guards tried to stop the approaching angel of death.

Continuing with the forward momentum, she dove and sent both of them to meet their makers, finally executing a roll and landing face to face with the man she had come for.

He sat calmly in the chair she had seen him in earlier, smoking his cigar as she slaughtered his men.

With a puff of smoke from his cigar and a gun pointed at his head, the man said "Welcome home, Alexia. Glad to see you've finally returned."