Y/N's View~

I took a deep long breath. Inserted the magazine into the well of my AR. I fastened a revolver to my belt and pulled my glove higher up my arm. I stepped outside and was met back up with my team of fellow hostages. It had been about 2 weeks since we had been captured by the Shadow faction. Ghost has located some Shadow bases and had attacked swiftly, freeing some of the hostages there. Unfortunately, most of them including me were taken to Shadows headquarters, Slurpy Swamp their strongest point.

Within these two weeks we had been forced with chores and boot camps. The leaders would choose those who proved the best in their skills to become an assassin, commander etc. I was chosen to become an assassin, due to my weaponry skills.

We had been assigned to take down Midas, the leader of the Ghost Agency. He was the one behind all the master plans, but he was losing the island to Shadow rather quickly. I had stood at the bounty board and admired his mysterious golden eye. His description mentioned that he was a slender pale British man, typically wearing formal attire. One thing that grabbed my attention was that he has the ability to turn things to gold with a single touch.

He was rather handsome. But of course the last thing he'd see, is me pointing a gun to his head. I had an unbearable urge to punch something. I hated the idea of killing an innocent person.

It was very early in the morning, still pretty dark out. Our plan was to attack while the agents were asleep or barely awake to bring advantage. My team and I filed into a Chopper and we had taken to the skies. My best friend Whiplash was with me. Before we had been taken she was a racecar diver and mechanic. She was fierce and knew what she was doing, a part of me wished I was like her.

In a short amount of time we had arrived at The Agency. A massive rain storm struck the island, rocking the Chopper as we tried to land. I was nervous, I was definitely not ready for this at all.

"You down first" A henchmen hissed.

I hopped down and the others followed behind me. My mind was literally all over the place. Whiplash pried open a window with a crowbar and I hovered on the side with a grapple. We slid into the window and pulled out our guns. The other few had landed down stairs and the roof.

"We aren't killing that guy" Whiplash said seriously.

"Then what the hell are we gonna do?" I ask, peeking around the corners cautiously.

"Look, I'll go back out and screw up the chopper, you find Midas and tell him everything, he can help us".

Before I could reply she already turned to the window.

"You've got this Y/N".

Oh god, no pressure. I rushed down the corridor and down a flight of stairs. How in the world would I find Midas in a short amount of time! I sped down a short hallway and took a sharp left. The buckles on my boots jangling. I looked behind me and then switched my gaze back to my front. SLAM!

"Gah!" I heard a man shout. I had hit the floor and had felt the pain on my side beginning to grow. I flung my eyelids open and saw...Midas?