Old Enemies Make Dangerous Friends
-Outside a small town in rural Minnesota
The base was extremely well guarded for what it appeared to be, a small US military installation miles away from anywhere, but then as she very well knew appearances were deceptive. She knew that this base did not belong to the US military, rather to someone equally deadly, the mercenary Deathstroke. Her orders were simple; get in, remove some files and get out without anyone realising she was there, it was what she specialised in, and whatever happened she would not fail.
Concealed within some shrubs a darkened figure watched the movements of guards along the perimeter's outer fence. She had already worked out the pattern that they used to patrol, and located the CCTV and infrared cameras used to watch the fence, those didn't concern her, what did was the dogs, they could smell her no matter what form she took, and getting past them could therefore prove problematic, but thankfully an answer was at hand.
The soft squelchy sounds of rubber rearranging itself emanated from the bush and a moment later a small grass snake emerged and slithered cautiously towards the fence. Choosing her moment, a brief blind spot in the cameras axis, the 'snake' lifted itself to the fence and slid through the chain links, before darting forward to repeat the procedure with the inner fence. None of the guards should notice anything, and the dogs...well what was out of the ordinary about a dog chasing a snake?
Clearing the inner fence, the snake slithered onwards, heading with purpose towards the main buildings.