Two armed and geared Mercenaries stand beside a shipping crate. One is wearing an Ushanka. The other turns to his ally and begins speaking
Mercenary One: "Why are you wearing an ushanka?"
Mercenary Two: "Well duh, cause we're in Russia?"
Mercenary One: "Yeah. Russia, New York you idiot. It's like 88 degrees out and it's the middle of the damn night. Take that off before you pass out."
Mercenary Two: "Okay okay fine. The mercenary takes off the hat What the hell are we guarding anyways? There's like 15 of us all guarding this specific shipping crate, in some bummy storage lot."
Mercenary One: "Why did you say where we are right now, I know where I am? Anyways, according to the boss inside are some "Homemade" Nuclear Warheads."
Mercenary Two: "You've gotta be kidding me, nukes? Theres literal fucking nukes in there?"
Mercenary One: "Correct. There are literal effing nukes in there."
Mercenary Two: "How'd they- how do you GET a nuke?"
Mercenary One: "Oh? Should I call up the boss, put you on line? Tell him you ask 100 questions?"
Mercenary Two: "Okay okay no, I get it. Damn."
Meanwhile on the rooftop of the nearby warehouse
Lookout Mercenary: "Update. Everything seems clear from up hear." The man says into a walkie-talkie "...man this jobs boring."
A small white glow beams from the darkness behind the man
Meanwhile, in a different section of the storage lot
A trio of mercenaries walk alongside each other until they stop and see an injured mercenary on the floor
Patrol Merc One: "Attention. We found a unit-" *The three men suddenly grab their headsets in pain as a loud static sound emits from it suddenly. They remove them quickly and draw their weapons* "You, shotgun Steve. Go search the perimeter. Me and him are gonna check on this guy and see what's up with these loud headsets."
The shotgun wielding mercenary nods and goes off to investigate, the two remaining mercenaries go to inspect their fallen comrade
Patrol Merc One: "The hell happened to you bud?"
Lookout Mercenary: "Ugh..." He slowly stands up "Some guy in like...armour? Just clocked me in the jaw and dropped me, my jaw and legs hurt like hell."
Patrol Merc Two: "You can't let people sneak up on you like that. Now get up, we gotta find this-"
The mercenary is interrupted by a brick flying into the back of his head, knocking him out instantly
The two remaining mercenaries pull out their guns and turn to face the assailant.
Standing before them appears to be a person dressed in a full suit of black knights armour. With a custom closed armet helmet with a spiked nose. The person also appears to have a dagger on their left side of their hip, and a sword sheathed on their right. Like a paladin out of a fantasy novel.
The Paladin charges at the two men in a full sprint. The mercenaries fire their suppressed sub machine guns at the rapidly approaching figure. The bullets scrap by the Paladin as it launches a sudden hook at the still dazed lookout, bringing him back to the ground in a single blow
Patrol Mercenary One: "OH CRAP-"
The patrol mercenary attempts to hit the paladin with the but of his gun, but the Paladin catches the weapon mid strike and counters with an open palm strike to the nose
The Paladin picks up the rifle and strikes the mercenary with it. When they are certain the man is no longer a threat, they remove the magazine and eject the round chambered. Just as the shotgun wielding mercenary from earlier comes back
Shotgun Steve: "I located some sort of electronic scrambler, it is blocking our-"
The shotgun wielding mercenary locks onto the armour clad intruder
Shotgun Steve: "-...communications."
The man quickly raises his namesake weapon at the Paladin before the Paladin quickly ducks behind a shipping container. A flash of light appearing from behind the corner.
The mercenary quickly hops around the corner, weapon pointed ahead "I've gotcha NOW-"
Yet nobody is there to greet him around the corner.
Shotgun Steve: "...what?"
Shotgun Steve sees his shadow in front of him as a large flash of light from behind him gets his attention. He quickly turns around and it met by the Paladin, their visor now a deep red, yanking the shotgun out of his hand and cracking it in half over their knee
Steve, now currently unshotgunned, put up his hands ready to fight. He swings at the Paladin and immediately breaks his hand by punching a metal helmet.
Steve: AGHHHHH. AAAGGGHH MY HAND! I DIDN'T THINK THAT THROUGH!
The Paladin grabs the man's face and slams his head into the shipping container beside him.
Mercenary One: "What was that weird interference on our headsets just now?"
Mercenary Two: "No clue. Nobody is responding on comms. I think there might be an intruder.
Mercenary One: "Damn, that's bad."
Mercenary One: "We should probably stop him."
Mercenary Two: "Or her. Could be a chick."
Mercenary One: "THEY are breaking into our storage lot while we sit here discussing their gender."
Mercenary Two: "Wait wait wait. Think about it. If we leave our outpost now, they could just walk in and take the nukes."
Mercenary One: "True....."
Mercenary Two: "It's safer to just stand here, we got the best sight-lines."
Roughly 3 separate mercenary's get tossed in front of them
Mercenary One: "SHIT! FIRE AT WILL!"
A poor mercenary who happens to be named William crawls into view
William The Mercenary: "Guys! I know how to beat this guy! He's-"
Mercenary One: "WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!"
Mercenary Two: "YOU SAID TO!"
Mercenary One: "NOBODY HAS EVER MADE A REQUEST TO SHOOT A GUY BY SAYING "FIRE AT" WHO DOES THAT?"
The Paladin watches the two humans with a combined IQ of 45 bicker. Not without kicking the injured mercs a couple times while they are downed
Mercenary One: "Enough!" points at the paladin "You! Get on the ground!"
The Paladin raises their hands before clapping them together causing a flash of light
Mercenary Two: " MY EYES! I CAN'T SEE!"
Mercenary One: "ACK- ALRIGHT WISE GUY TAKE THIS! Mercenary One pulls out a flashbang and pulls the ping, chucking the grenade forward
A loud bang is heard, but the blinding flash does not occur
The two mercenary's look up and see The Paladin grasping the light from around the flashbang in a compact ball before shaping it into an arrow
Mercenary One: "What in the fu-"
The Paladin launches the arrow into Mercenary One suddenly, piercing through his leg as the arrow burned a hole straight through
As the first mercenary keels over in pain, the second decides to put down his gun and back away
Mercenary Two: Nah no, I'm- I'm good. We're chill, right? We're chill.
The Paladin walks up and opens the shipping container. After making sure the contents are to their liking, they exit the container
A throwing knife is launched at The Paladin's head, bouncing off the back of their helmet. They turn to find a new mercenary holding a classic medieval sword
Sword Mercenary: "Gotta fight fire with fire y’know?"
The Paladin launches their sword at the sword wielding mercenary, but they quickly side step it.
Sword Mercenary: "Ha! Nice try, dumbass! Now you ain't gotta sword."
The Paladin raises their hand and makes some sort of hand motion. The sword embedded in the wall behind the sword mercenary begins to wobble
Sword Mercenary: "...the hell's that? You doing jazz hands on me right now-"
A link of light forms between The Paladins hands and the swords as they yank it back towards them, through the Sword Mercenary.
The Paladin sheaths their sword, before casting a bright light across the entire shipping container with the nuclear warheads. After a moment of humming, the container vanishes in a flash of light.
The Paladin looks down at the surrendering Mercenary Two, and makes a threatening gesture at him. The Paladin walks off into the night, seemingly haven gotten what they wanted.
