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Silence rang out throughout the small metal corridoor that Vince occupied, he was only a simple goon working for the Starclaw crime syndicate but he felt that he had an important task, he was one of the many Starclaw guards station on this part of the International Space Station 7. The syndicate had a small but important base of operations here primarily used for human and alien trafficking, they had good access to the black market here allowing them to easily sell slaves and body parts and the scum here would pay greatly for their wares.

Vince's feet ached from standing all day he let out a yawn tired from doing nothing and feeling suffocated by the sheer boredom but still he kept an eye out like he was instructed. He carried a rothian pistol which in a humans hands was certainly not a pistol sized weapon but in a run down pure metal corridor they all carried energy weapons to avoid ricochets and deafening noise. This entire area of ISS7 was fairly run down... it was hidden deep in the bowels of the station and was in dire need of repairs and upgrading but it was the best place for a crime syndicate to hide, a dangerous and horrible place noone would usually like to go in however they did often have to deal with homeless people but well their main trade was the trafficking of people and their bodyparts.

Vince stared at the other end of the corridor lost in his thoughts until what sounded like a scuffling above him snapped him awake, he looked up at the ceiling. He knew there were air ducts running above this part of the place but with how sound echoed around this area he couldn't tell if it was that or simply someone the floor above him, while he pondered a metallic clanging sound and then a light thud rang out behind him. Gripped with fear vince turned round to see what looked to him like a human woman, the figure had long black hair and grey eyes and a beaming smile.

"Hey there!" august said as he then grabbed Vinces head and slammed him hard into the wall creating a loud clanging noise as head smacked into metal knocking vince unconcious. The small door at the other end of the coridoor opened and two guard spilled in one after the other. Quick as a flash august drew his pistol in his left hand and fired a shot aimed at each of the guards chests. The first bullet hit true and slammed through the guards body armour into his heart sending him down onto the floor lifeless. The second shot showed the inaccuracy of quick shooting as it tore the second guard neck and slammed into the metal wall behind him sending out a deafening shockwave of sound vibrations throughout the corridor resulting in a absolutely horiffic cacophony of noise stunning August. Blood trickled out of Augusts ears as his eardrums burst from the noise... he stood in stunned silence as small amounts of steam flowed from his ears indicating that his implants had slowly began to repair his eardrums returning hearing to him. This was not the first time he had been deafened by his own ballistics but it still sure as hell hurt and stunned him.

August then proceeded through the door behind him that the unconcious guy had been guarding still a bit dizzy from the stunning noise and knowing he had to be quick before he was swarmed. He entered into a large office and immediately saw a well dressed man holding a large and bulky looking gun. It looked like some sort of prototype human made gun trying to use sovereign plasma technology, these things could be found on the black market for hefty prices but often had their fair share of flaws. The man was dressed in a black suit and had slicked back blonde hair and a scar over his left eye. This was the man august was looking for, Janus Little, the overseer of Starclaws ISS7 operations. The man had a wicked grin on his face as he spoke.

"The great bounty hunter August, man i've been looking forward to getting to be the one to kill you" he let out a creepy laugh "I've been an avid fan of your work man, hitting all those rival gangs and syndicates for us, wow you certainly get a lot done in a short time. I'm gonna kill you and mount your head on my wall you girly little prick!"

August frowned at the man breaking from his usual carefree and happy look "Janus Little you are under arrest for your horrific crimes against humanity" he exclaimed drawing his sword and then smiles "And by arrest i do of course mean the death penalty"

"Why you little..." janus yelled as he opened fire on august, plasma bursts flying wildly across the room as he struggled to keep the poorly made weapon under control, August lept and rolled to the side dodging the bursts, there was next to no cover in this room and he knew he wouldn't be able to dodge the blasts forever, not with how unpredictable that guns accuracy was. He ran straight at janus leaping to the side again when janus swung his gun round, August fired a shot as he lept which smashed into the desk causing janus to be distracted long enough for August to quickly roll get to his feet and quick as a flash get close to janus smacking him across the face with the butt of his sword. Janus dropped the rifle as he fell to the ground but quickly drew a knife out of his pocket and got to his feet standing ready like he was going to rush august. Seeing what looked to be a fun melee fight august holstered his pistol as janus rushed at him a lot quicker than expected, August managed to dodge but the knife brushed his cheek leaving a small cut. He stepped back now annoyed someone had managed to get a cut on him using such a barbaric fighting style as small amounts of steam came from the cut as it quickly healed up leaving no trace. August then sliced his sword at janus easily swatting the knife out of his hand but once again underestimated his speed as Janus then proceeded to duck underneath the blade flinging himself to where his rifle was and pointing it at August.

"Time to die kid" he growled menacingly as he pulled the trigger. They both stood there for a few seconds as nothing came out of the guns barrel, Janus desperately pulled the trigger again but all that sounded from the gun was a harsh beeping sound that sounded like some sort of warning siren. August smiled as he sheathed his sword "Rule 1 with shoddily made guns, wear protective clothing" he said as Janus's rifle burst in a small explosion showing its wielder with plasma burning him apart. August then put took out a small communicator "Targets down, ready the shuttle please" he said as he walked toward the door. He stopped as a magazine caught his eye, he saw himself on the cover of it which was something he was still actually getting used to "Man thats really not the best picture" he muttered as he then exited the room and then exited through the air ducts to make his escape.

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