The Red Zone.. the Yellow Zone.. They had been facing problems all evening with electrical surges and unpredictable power outages making it difficult for BlackWatch to keep tabs on things. Bases were compromised, and what's worse - Hunters were all over them the moment their main systems went down.
They knew someone was doing this.
There were several who could be responsible. But the one who was most likely the culprit hadn't been seen for months. They had assumed she was dead; fallen victim to the monsters that spread across Manhattan.
Watching from the top of a building, a shadow stood. Gas mask and hoodie, overly large concealed the frame beneath making it difficult to tell if it were male or female. It was watching as the soldiers scrambled, bringing up a modified iphone to press a few buttons sending another surge up through the lights in buildings nearby. Some street lamps would explode from the high voltage, while others would simply short and burn out leaving the streets in more darkness.
Behind the mask, a small grin set upon her lips. She loved messing with BlackWatch.. It was the only thing that kept her from going crazy while she tried to get back at Gentek for what they had done - more specifically, what they took away from her.
Descending down into an alley, she uses the fire escape to climb down and drop onto the filthy ground. A faint click causes her to freeze, turning slightly to find a gun aimed towards her. Another click... another gun from another soldier. Her hands slowly began to rise.
"Get on the ground!" one man shouted.
The figure shook her head slowly.
"Get on the fucking ground!" the soldier demanded again.
One approached from behind her, and yanked the hood back sending red locks to fall about her shoulders. The one making the demands would glower, suddenly grabbing her by the throat to slam her back against the wall. He hands the gun off to his comrade before yanking the mask away from her face.
"H-hey!---" she says with one eye squinted shut, cut off sharply by the man's words.
"Fucking bitch.." the soldier says as he raises his fist and quickly sends his fist flying forward, "You're responsible for this mess! FOR THE LIVES OF MY MEN!" She tries to shield herself, but he's quick with his attacks, aiming them towards wherever an opening presented itself. Another strike sent Temperance's head rocking back and to the side sharply with each impact. Blood sprays from her nose and lips, before she feels something sharp press against her cheek. She was being submissive.. She knew she couldn't do anything to fight off these men. They were all as well trained as any military soldiers and while she too had that experience, there was no way for her to defend against a whole group.
The others said nothing with their guns readily aimed. They simply observed, itching for the chance to join in on the beat down.
The initial sharp pain of feeling the blade slice against her cheek elicited a cry to leave her, but it only grew worse as the blade was pressed painfully upward towards her eye. It was soft at first, then grew frantic as her hands shot up trying to force him away. Two other men would grab her by the wrists, forcing her around to slam her face first into the wall.
"They were doing their job." the soldier spoke as he stepped forward with the knife trailing down her back. The other hand pressing her head against the wall. Slowly he cuts up the back of her shirt.
"S-Stop!" Tempy cries out, only to let out another pained scream as she felt the BlackWatch soldier begin to carve something into her back.
