*leticia*

GOD THAT WAS SO FUN!! I mean ...nope it was fun. Killing some people, getting some guns, and not to mention the crate labeled c4. That guy I was following seemed to belong to something big. While we were in the alleyway he went to a door and did a knock with a rhythm. Some dude opened it and he had what I assume is some kind of assault rifle. It looked dangerous and powerful and I wanted it. I took out the pistol and shot them both. I fired 4 shots, 2 bullets for each of them and they went down.

When I went over to them the guy I was following was dead but the other one was alive but barely. His gun was at his side still in his hand and when I bent down and grabbed it his hand tightened. I had to break some bones before he would let go, actually I think he let go after one finger but it's always better to be sure. I could feel the weight of the rifle in my hand and boy did it have a good weight. Even without bullets it could still pull its weight by smacking people with it.

To test how good it is at knocking around people I brought the butt end of the rifle down on its former owners head and again and again and again until his skull caved in and liquids squirted out. I think i'm in love with this thing. To bad I can't keep it forever since I know you have to clean guns. I saw dad doing this a few times but I never paid attention so I guess my loss. I searched the bodies for some bullets and what I found on the first guy is a little sad. 

Its a pistol that is 3in and only fires one bullet. It's the kind if gun that a 20yr old woman keeps in her glove compartment. This guy was probably not well liked while the other guy had 7 clips for his rifle and a huge freaking knife. To bad I killed him, I might have got along with him for a few hours. The door he came out of was stairwell that led down. There was loud music coming from down there. Maybe I can get more bullets if I go down there.

I head down the stairs and what I see is a giant room filled with white bricks. If that isn't cocaine then it is flower. But if it's flower then why in the world are 5 people walking around them with guns? On the other side I see crates with stuff written on them but I can't make out the words. I duck behind a pile of drugs and watch the guards. They just look around a little then group up and discuss something.

They are oblivious that 2 of their own are already dead. But since their music is on like full blast it doesn't surprise me they didn't hear the gun shots. 

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*You should open fire in 3 ...2 ...1 NOW* the bunny said while dressed as some military commander.

I jumped up and opened fire on the huddled group with the rifle. The recoil kind of hurt but I was able to keep the gun pointed in one direction. I wasted the whole magazine and when I was done 2 were dead while the rest were in agonizing pain. I wanted them to just die but I just didn't expect that much kick so now they are in pain. I ran up to them and quickly kicked their guns away. I just let them slowly die since I didn't want to waste anymore bullets. Of course I could have tested my new knife but where is the fun in that.

There was a table with papers to the side of the crates. When I looked at them there were names I didn't know but I figured out this place was a warehouse for drugs and weapons and they just got a shipment. What I saw on a list of things they got made me excited. Third spot on it said c4. The stuff one uses to seriously f things up. It's in a crate that's small enough that I can carry it in both hands. I took one more rifle, a shotgun, and all the bullets I could fit in the duffel bag. It was freaking heavy but thanks to gymnastics I could barely carry the bag and the crate. 

I then just left the place. Simple as that really. I wanted to test the c4 or play with a little fire but the one running something like this is either a super or has a few under him and a majority of supers can take a bullet or 2. So until I get my hands on some equipment that can rip them apart I should probably keep clear of them. Though I did take one of the goons car keys. When I got outside I kept clicking the keys buttons and following the beeping noise.

What I found was a 2011 ram truck. I put the crate and the duffel bag in the back and got in the driver seat. I think i'll find a nice house in the suburbs maybe a family with some kids. Make the place nice by hanging their heads around the place. I can picture it now. It'll be a shame when I have to leave it in the morning.

* Elsewhere*

* So your telling me that she didn't take anything besides some explosives and weapons? She didn't even touch the drugs?* a figure in a white lab coat said.

* Yes. She killed 7 men, took some guns, ammo, and explosives then looted one of our men's bodies of their car keys and drove off. We got the whole thing thanks to the cameras in the basement and around the block.* A man in protective armour said

* Show me.* the white coated man said.

A video started playing on the wall showing Leticia. After the video ended the man in the lab coat was smiling. He honestly didn't care about the drugs or the weapons. They were just trivial things that offered pennies to pay for his research. But the young woman certainly grasped his attention. He noticed the look on her face that she had on the entire time.

* I want you to find her and bring her to me. Use the tracking device that is in those guns. But don't hurt her to much. Also take 30 men with you, its best we don't underestimate her. Especially now that she has c4.* he said

His subordinate saluted then turned and left. When he was the only one left in the room the man in the lab coat spoke to himself.

* It's rare to find someone who just wants to cause chaos and is smart enough to be cautious of pissing off someone with power.*