[centre][b][u]Vortex – Sector A Outskirts[/centre][/b][/u]

“Don’t you guys ever stop?” Vortex sighed as she watched the squad of four sprint off round another corner. It was clearly a host squad, as evidenced by their small numbers and the inclusion of the giant angry looking man. Sliding her rifle back onto her back, Vortex proceeded to run along the rooftops after the group. She had no intention of intervening just yet but she was curious to see how much of a punch the Golden Mercenary hosts could throw. As she ran along she took a quick look at her wrist pad to see the rough direction of Hector; before leaving she managed to plant a bug on one of his men. As she reached the end of a series of rooftops she made a huge leap across a wide alley, diving through a broken window opposite with a well-executed combat roll. 

“Shit! Did you hear something?” came a voice from below. Vortex quickly snuck into a room for cover in case any came to investigate. She put her back to the wall beside a doorway and waited with her sabre claws firmly in her grasp. 

“It’s nothing, you’re just panicking! Just hurry up and fix the comms, we’ve got to warn the checkpoint that they’ve got company on the way” came another, more authoritative voice. Vortex realised instantly that they were referring to the same squad that she was following, and decided it would be better if they were to keep their element of surprise. She dashed along the corridor with almost unbelievable silence and made her way down the stairs into a large open room with six soldiers. Two were fuddling around with the long-range comms device whilst the rest were either mulling about or staring at the window for signs of movement. 

Vortex quickly ran behind the man closest to her, stabbing him through the ear and killing him instantly. She didn’t pause or even try to pull out the blade, instead she ran to the next woman and slit her throat before the body of the first hit the ground. The thud of the body caused most in the room to turn around but none of them were able to process the sight quick enough to react effectively. Vortex sprinted towards one of the two only remaining soldiers with guns and before he was able to raise the pistol and fire Vortex vaulted off a desk and wrapped her legs around his head, using the momentum to spin to the floor and break his neck. Without releasing her thigh grip as she hit the ground she quickly grabbed his pistol and dispatched the remaining soldiers with a quick succession of head shots.