Hail HYDRA! (
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A Hotel of Two Tales
The decrepit-looking hotel near a waterfall in Colombia was a case of the facade not quite matching the interior. Early 20th century grandeur fought against years of disuse and nature's reclamation. While the first floor retained some of it's moldy and waterlogged appearance, it was a deception to keep the local guerillas uninterested in the goings on inside the building. With late night experiments leading to flashing lights in some of the windows, the locals, gun-toting or not, spoke about the old hotel as a haunted location.
The head of that nest was counting on interlopers of the goody-two-shoe variety. Though the planned team wasn't the ones in blue and white. Either way, Huntress 19 had called in assistance from extra nests.
The head of that nest was counting on interlopers of the goody-two-shoe variety. Though the planned team wasn't the ones in blue and white. Either way, Huntress 19 had called in assistance from extra nests.
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Black Cat's tech couldn't get solid reads on all the hidden tech with her four hovering disks. There was some sort of interference. Though she could pick up on a few surveillance objects keeping an electronic eye on them.
Hana had moved well into the hotel by now. She had come in through a side exit by two former supply closets and had gotten a peek through a crumbling wall at a large room that could have been a rec room. She was moving across an even bigger room with a large warped built in desk along the wall to her right. There was a hallway that lead to double doors in front of the shadow walker. There were two doorways in the hallway. Also along the lobby wall to the right of the hallway were two doorways with closed wooden doors.
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As long as it wasn't getting closer, they were in good shape.
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"Lock and load. Gina, take front. Quinn, watch the rear. Fin, keep your eyes out for little green men to hit. Inside, we'll pair up to cover more ground." They were being watched. It made Nika itchy. Or maybe the cold sweat rolling down her spine did. She pulled out one of her Desert Eagles and started toward the lone door inside on that side of the building.
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She never did like game shows.
Before she headed down the hallway, she went first to the warped desk, examining it carefully for anything the said 'trap' to her, then searching for any interesting contents.
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He followed after Littlest Boss. If anything went awry, he could scoop her up and carry her away or just toss her behind him into those cushy trees.
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This was the perfect time for an ambush.
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She got in between Nika and that door.
"You want it open or open?"
She mimed ripping it off the hinges.
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She turned to Gina. "Off the hinges. Let's go to town."
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The mercenary knew her niece on the inside could handle herself if HYDRA came pouring into the room. She adjusted her grip on her Desert Eagle and took a breath to steady her nerves.
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Hana's search of the desk would reveal a false bottom to the one drawer that wasn't warped into place. Under the false bottom was a big, red button.
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Well... technically, Gina's door-ripping had already caused enough noise to let anyone in the building know they were there, right? How much worse could it get?
"Button, button... who's got the button?" Hana sang to herself, reaching out to press it.
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He waited for Littlest Boss to move in. If any bullets came whizzing out of the surrounding canopy, they could just tickle him.
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Though with the red button about to be hit, the non-human HYDRA robots were quietly whirring to life above trap doors. As Hana's hand reached for the shiny, red button, she had activated a motion sensor mounted inside the drawer. The machines just waited for one of four fingers to push the button down to open the trap doors.
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No one got to her girlfriend without getting through her.
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"Hit the button, Hana. Gina and Fin, start hitting things down. The rest of us will cover whatever pops up as we move forward."
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Gina saluted, then bounced up and down on her metal feet, fists ready at her sides.
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Trapdoors in the ceiling opened, dropping robots the size of house cats into the defunct lobby. Each robot had 6 legs and two appendages that glowed red on the tips. The red glow was explained by several of them firing laser bursts around the room to try to hit a mercenary or two.
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Then she let loose with her throwing claws.
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She wasn't pay attention to the widening gap between herself and Felicity.
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She ducked down to the side of the desk, drawing the shadows around to her and coalescing them into a katana, the shape familiar in her hands. She dove at the nearest catspiderbot, the shadow blade arcing swiftly toward it.
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"Huh. Taupe. I never liked taupe."
She smashed through the offending wallpaper, grabbed the wall studs, and yanked back, pulling them out.
Let's hope it wasn't a load-bearing wall.
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