[Request from: TheRussianRat] Check account desc. for request doc!

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Just as the boss had predicted. There were no questions as Mori-Dono’s voice crackled to life in your ear piece, informing you that the targeted had been located. With him at the Moby Dick’s control and focused on gunning down the Weretiger, the job should be a piece of cake.

Sneaking to the control center of the Moby Dick was easy; with everyone scrambling to prepare, no one cared to guard the area. The city had been overtaken by the zombies from Q’s ability. That, along with the bullets raining from the air- none of Yokohama, let alone the Mafia’s facilities, would be standing for much longer. The first step to neutralizing the situation- take out the sniper.

As you crept up behind him, you heard talking- except, 3 voices, not one? That’s when you caught sight of a small dolls floating floating above the target’s shoulder Huck: “…Tom has found the Tiger’s coordinates.” Mark: “Ooooh! Good boy, Tom! Time to lock and load, Huck!” The doll nodded and moved closer to Mark’s hand Huck: “Initial Cannon velocity okay. Mothership Relative Velocity Correction okay… FIRE.” You could feel the entire ship jolt as another round was shot from the machine guns, and scrambled to grab the back of Mark’s chair. Another doll came into your view, this one clearly more lively Tom: “Huck’s shot blew straight through his parachute!” Mark: “How’s tiger boy doing?” The ginger inquired, stretching his arms and looking just as unbothered/innocent as ever, as if he wasn’t contributing to the destruction of your entire damn city…

Tom: “Knocked out by the shockwave! He’ll be bashed to bits when he hits the ground-“ Huck: “Mark. Tom.” Huck spoke up, catching the attention of both. You froze as Huck then turned directly to you, and suddenly all eyes were on you. Mark’s expression faded to something a bit darker as he now stared directly into the eyes of a mafia member