CATU Headquarters, Undisclosed Location
Roger
sits back in his chair letting the day's events roll through his head. He knows who was responsible for Senator Rustlin's death and it definitely isn't the mysterious assassin.
The headquarters for the now secret CATU is bustling with agents. A temporary monitoring station is set up until all the equipment could be assembled. Until then America has to rely on its other agencies to keep the people protected.
He tries to call Major Graves to find out exactly what his intentions were earlier this morning. Of course he isn't able to contact Graves. Not that he really expected to. A flicker across the bare room catches his attention. Averting his gaze without making it look noticeable, he casts a look in the direction of the flicker. It was gone, but he knows all too well what caused it.
"I often sat and wondered when you'd come for your revenge," he says to the seemingly empty room.
Several heartbeats pass before the silence is broke.
You underestimate me then, Cornelius. And here I thought you were far better than that.
Natalya slowly coagulates into view. She radiates with an essence of power that Roger can feel deep to his soul.
"Actually, I almost expected you to send your lackey to do the job for you," he says sneering.
My lackey?
She asks with a laugh
. Clearly you don't know anything or are you just probing in hopes that I'll give you the information you seek? No the "lackey" you refer to wasn't sent by me. I can assure you that. If she is truly as skilled as proclaimed then you can count on all of her targets turning up dead when she is done.
Roger remains comfortably sitting in his chair not showing emotion of any sort. Natalya, however, slowly walks around the room as she spoke.
Your rescuers won't be able to assist you. I don't even think a Second Seer could break through the barrier I've placed.
A smile crosses her face when she sees the slight change in Roger's body language. She refers to the agents Roger alerted the moment he realized Natalya had entered the room.
"I see you are still full of surprises. Since you are here to kill me, why don't you do so and get it over with?" Roger isn't sure he'd make it out of the room alive. He is skilled but not enough to kill a
Succubus
without first being prepared to do so. One thing he is certain about is he isn't going down without a fight.
You humans are always predictable. Rush, rush, rush. Always in a hurry. I've got all the time in the world and I enjoy playing with my victims before I grant them the much wanted death.
"Well then I guess I'm going to deprive you of that pleasure."
He stands grabbing an object from his desk and throws it at the demon. The object glistens as the light from the room's only fixture as it shines on it. Natalya jumps to avoid its impact believing it to be a
Mythril
blade.
Natalya lands rolling up to her feet, pressing her back to the wall ready to spring at Roger when the door to the room suddenly comes flying off its hinges. Doug Wiltkins rushes into the room flanked by two other agents.
Caught off guard, Natalya focuses on the new combatants, shifting her stance toward them. Each of the new agents brandishes their guns and begins firing. With amazing speed and agility, she begins dodging the bullets as she leaps at the agents. Most of the rounds whiz past her, but a small percentage manages to strike her. Even though the bullets don't deal as much damage as they would to a human, she still feels the pain as each one strikes her legs, arms and torso.
Gritting her teeth as each bullet makes its mark; she slams into the first agent and knocks Wiltkins off his feet. He lands against the wall slightly dazed from the impact while Natalya carries her victim up into the wall.
The agent's back thuds against the wall as Natalya's hand slips into her chest. The agent tries to cry out in pain, but the demon's hand wraps around her throat cutting off any attempt to do so. With a simple twist, the agent's heart is torn free leaving the light to slowly fade from her eyes.
Without wasting any time, Natalya throws the agent's lifeless body fully into Doug as he composes himself. The body slams him into the wall once more. The other unoccupied agent has to reload giving Natalya a much needed respite. She takes a brief moment to collect her thoughts and fight off the immense the pain coursing through her body. The bullet wounds hurt like all hell, but she isn't going to let a little pain stop her.
Roger realizing what is about to happen, jumps the desk attempting to reach the helpless agent before the demon does. His effects are useless as Natalya swoops down, grappling the agent then shooting up through the ceiling. By the time Roger reaches the spot the agent was standing, it is too late. He has just barely enough time to jump away as the agent's body crashes onto the floor. Blood flows from the stump where his head used to be. Two seconds later his head follows the same course landing on top of the body then rolling off to the side.
Natalya floats down from the ceiling gracefully.
This is the second time I have been shot today. I am really getting tired of you fucking humans and your silly little weapons. And my barrier! There is no way my barrier could be broken!
"Sorry to disappoint you, but it seems you are the one doing the underestimating," Roger replies. "I guess demons aren't the only ones with special weaponry.
That
was courteously from the
Black List"
Natalya screams with rage. The one thing that aggravates her the most is being mocked by a human. She rears back to attack when Doug tackles her. They both land into the opposite wall, his body hitting first leaving a circular, cracked indention. The walls are made of concrete and are barely strong enough to absorb the impact.
When Natalya stands up leaving Doug crumpled on the floor and bleeding, she turns to face Roger holding a gun straight at her face. "I almost believed I wouldn't make it out of here alive, but I guess it's you that won't be," he says solemnly. He pulls the trigger and then suddenly everything slows. Roger watches as the bullet leaves the barrel and as the slide moves back to chamber another round. The bullet meant for Natalya flies into the wall, impacting and blowing pieces of the concrete in all directions.
A look of shock comes over Roger's face at not seeing the bullet hit the demon. In an instant, time returns to normal leaving Roger a second to realize what has happened. By that time, it is already too late. He feels a twinge of pain in his back and knows right away it is over.
She whispers into Roger's ear.
In the end it is you that has done the underestimating.
With a loud
snap
, Roger falls to the floor. Landing on his back, he fights the searing pain that threatens to overcome his entire body. He has never felt pain like this before and for the first time in his life he prays for it all to end.
Natalya reaches down grabbing his throat and pinning him down. Not that he will be able to go anywhere. He can't even feel the lower part of his body anymore.
You should have never crossed me. I offered you a chance to join me and you refused. Now it has all come full circle and I have my revenge.
A twist of her wrist is all it takes for Roger's neck to snap as easily as would a toothpick.
