You had never considered the military as an option for you, instead wanting to finish university to prove everyone who doubted you wrong. You graduated top of your class and got a high paying job at some classic 9-5 office building, not glamorous but it was worth it. You honestly didn’t think any civilian work would have you fearing for your life, but yet here you were, in the middle of downtown Detroit with your office building turning into a war zone. You weren’t sure who they were, but masked men had entered the building and began shooting at anybody they could lay their eyes on. Instincts kicked in and you duck underneath your desk to get out of their line of sight, you didn’t exactly know what to do, but you’ve watched Die Hard enough times to try something stupid but heroic. Grabbing your knife from your desk, your boss wouldprobably fired you on the spot if he knew, but you felt like the weight of death was more important than getting in trouble with HR. There would be nights where you wondered if maybe you should’ve taken basic, but now isn’t the time for pondering your life choices

Crawling out from your cubicle, you take note of the terrorists’ guns, they’re standard military issue meaning they have strong enough connections to even do this operation. You can currently see about seven of them in the offices, but there’s probably more elsewhere in the building, there’s no way seven guys could cause this much chaos, and it wouldn’t make sense. Slowly crouching through the rows of cubicles, you take out two of them with your newly acquired blade before taking his gun and shooting the rest of them, they’re surprisingly un-alert for a group of terrorists. Catching a glimpse of some of them going down the stairwell, you do your best to silently follow them, leading to the I.T room, what the hell were they doing here?

Peeking through the door, one of them seems to be stealing data while the others keep watch for any ambushers. You sneak in the room and choke out one of the guards closest to the door, before taking his LMG and shooting his comrades. The bodies hit the floor with a heavy thud, and you head over to the laptop that they were working on, ripping out the Usb before the file transfer could be completed. They were stealing the company’s funds, security information of sister facilities, and a bunch of other endeavours. What was management doing to gain the attention of such a group? Your thoughts are cut short as a gunshot rings out and hits you in the shoulder, sending you flying backwards, fuck that stung. You managed to get cover, but you could hear shuffling from the side door, probably from where you were shot, this was how you were gonna die

Except death never came, instead a tall lady busted through where you snuck in from and gunned them down. She probably would’ve moved on if you didn’t let out a grunt of pain at that moment, her head whipping to you only to see you were an injured civilian. She shot some sort of device that blocked the door where the terrorists came from and came to tend to you. She had her hair in braided style, luminous orange glasses, and a face tat. She carefully takes the bullet out and wraps your arm up, god she’s pretty, a nice subtle smile and she smells like passion fruit

“It’s alright luv, I gotcha” her tone is quite calm given the situation, her voice is pretty sexy too, she’s from New Zealand alright