[center][color=8493ca][h1]Christian Blackwell[/h1]
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Christian let out a small laugh and rolling his eyes at Amanda let go of his cheek, the small sting of it making pitched lingering on the skin. [Color=8493ca]"You know, I'm just as old as you Ams."[/color] He laughed shaking his head even though he knew that wasn't how she meant it. He wanted in the front passengers seat as she pulled over and got her notebook out of her bag, nodding and plugging the flash drive into his taplet as he opened the notebook and flipped through, finding the names. It took him a few hours as they drove to hack into the agency hit list but finally after finding the most recently traced on the list he spoke.

[Color=8493ca]"Looks like the last spotted was Erica Campbell, looks like she was first accused of shooting and  killing three other agents and an informant on the mob, execution style."[/color] He read before stopping and shaking his head a little bit. [Color=8493ca]"She ran two months before me and has killed four agents that were sent after her, and wounded three others who are now being looked into also. That's a shame. She was last seen heading towards the Maine state line...."[/color] He continued before Amanda told him to stop talking. After Amanda turned around headed towards Maine he started looking into the case briefing on Erica before letting his eyes close for a moment.

Once they were in Maine and stopped a slight ways away from the bus stop Christian couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at Amanda as she told him that this was where Erica was. [Color=8493ca]"It really isn't the most populated of a place to run, she's making herself a easy target."[/color]  He thought out loud as he looked towards the building, before looking back at Amanda as she started driving again. Christian frowned a slightly as they parked closer, because honestly now that he thought about it more, Erica was making anyone that came after her a easy target also.  He nodded his head about going undercover in comfortable clothes. [Color=8493ca]"Honestly that sounds better than normal undercover work."[/color] He answered back with a small laugh before Amanda leaned over and hugged him.

Christian tensed up a little awkwardly at the hug for a moment before smiling and hugging her back. [Color=8493ca]"Be careful."[/color] He said watching her get out of the car before putting his earpiece in and waiting for few minutes after Amanda went inside before getting out and going inside himself. He hadn't talked to Erica nearly as much as Amanda had, but the times that he had he could tell that the woman was very jumpy. The last thing he wanted to do was cause her to panic if she was inside, if she was already inside and saw two people come in together, she would look at them. If she saw him and Amanda she would do just that. As he started in the door he heard Amanda's voice in his ear. [Color=8493ca]"Not yet, I just walked in. Didn't want to scare her if she is here."[/color] He answered her quickly before starting the walk around the small building looking at the people in line for tickets and sitting waiting for the bus. 

After a few moments he finally spotted her as she stood up from a bench a few foot infornt of him and started walking towards the back. [Color=8493ca]"Come in, Amanda. I see her but, I think she recognized me. Yeah, she looks panicked. Get ready she's running for the back."[/color]  He finally finished before he started running after her.[/indent][/indent]

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[Color=662D91][Right][indent][indent]One year, two months ago.
Los Angeles, California
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[indent][indent]The streets of the large city were getting many more noisy and busy below where she and Walker sat nested on the roof of the tall building. This was supposed to be a simple search and capture mission, the target, a Italian "businessman" with ties to both the rival company and the mob. Erica was supposed to spot the target and inform on location, as well as take out any resistance. While Walker watched the street to take out anyone who got in the way of Erica's mentor and brother, Kenny and Walker's partner Roberts.  A simple mission, one she had done hundreds of times...so why did this one seem so, off?

Erica held the scope of her sniper rifle to her eye as she searched through the windows for target as the others talked through the earpieces in her ear. [I]"The streets look clear, at the moment. Though there a few cop cars around the next corner over, might wanna do this one quiet."[/I] Walker said sitting behind her making a annoying echo as the words came from his mouth and the ear piece both. [I]"Copy that Walker. Roberts, how's the camera's coming?"[/I] Kenny asked and there was a slight delay before she responded back. [I]"Got it. Camera's on a loop from your point of entry to the target and out."[/I] There was a small amont silence as Kenny past through the front desk and headed towards where Roberts was planted. 

[I]Erica, where is the target?[/I] He whispered into the earpiece, and Erica frowned as she continued looking for their target, however there were a lot of windows and people in the building. [I]"Erica.......Erica!"[/I] Kenny's voice snapped in her ear making her jump slightly and she frowned pulling the mask over her mouth and nose down. [Color=662D91]"Calm down Kenneth, I haven't find him yet damn. You're lucky my finger wasn't on the trigger."[/color] She snapped back at him angrily. [Color=662D91]"Second floor, fifth office, he looks like he's alone at the moment.[/color] She said finally finding him before covering her face again. 

The mission was going to plan as Kenny made his way to the target and had him down on the group putting the zip ties around his wrist. But he stopped for a moment as the man said something, a moment of hesitation before the door opened and agent Robert walked into the room. Erica's free hand went up to her ear to ask Roberts what the hell she was doing. She was supposed to be standing guard where Erica couldn't see. As her hand went up to her ear, she felt the barrel of a gun againest the back of her head. [I]"You should have taken the offer Kenny."[/i] Roberts said before shooting Kenny execution style in the back of the head before looking down at the target and shooting him as well. 

[Color=662D91]"Oh my god! Kenny!"[/color] Erica screamed, the traffic drowning her out screaming cries before she felt the barrel pressed harder against her skull. "Now, be a good girl and take your hand off the trigger, Erica." With a shaking hand she took her finger off the trigger.[/indent][/indent] 

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[Color=662D91][Right]Currently.
Houlton, Maine[/right][/color]

[indent][indent]Maine. How would one describe Maine? Cold? Boring? Safe? Safe sounded good to her. Not only had Erica lost the last member of her family and had to watch his dead unavailable to do anything about it. She was also accused of being the one that killed him by the person who ordered his death. She had been running for over a year now, hunted down like a dog all the way from Los Angeles to Maine. Of course she wasn't exactly completely innocent, two of the deaths she was accused of doing, she did. Walker was a sexist pig that didn't expect the good little sniper girl to have a backup gun on her, she shoot him the back of the head when he finished getting the order to  kill her as well. And Roberts....well she [b]made sure[/b] to take her time and get all the information she needed before shooting her as well. 

The other agents, man Erica really didn't want to kill them! She knew they were just doing as they were told. She had tried, tried to reason with them, tried to explain, but no one wanted to believe her. Why would Samantha ever want to kill one of her most loyal agents? Why would they ever believe someone like Erica over their boss? She did what had to do to survive, just like....just like Kenny had taught her. However, now she was safe in Maine on her way back to Canada where she had been born and raised half her life. Her family used to have a plot of land and home in Quebec that was in her mother maiden name, they had left after their parents death, but it was safe. No one knew her mother's maiden name.  All she had to do was wait and get on that bus. 

The bus stop wasn't very crowded which was nice actually, there were mostly nice happy families that were on their way to visit other family and newlyweds moving to or from Canada. There was even a group of kids on a field trip to the Capital of Maine through this small little stop. Mostly though it was pretty quiet and Erica was able to find a seat where she could watch both doors, even though she was sure that she wasn't followed here.

With it being so quiet she was able to relax for the first time in months. She pulled her hat over her eyes and leaning her head back, Erica let herself teeter on the edge of sleep without actually falling asleep, it wasn't the most restful, but it helped a little bit as she had learned. Snipping wasn't something that could be done right away like plain out shooting people, you had wait and plan. Sometimes it would take days, but you knew that it was where your target was going and you had to wait in case your partner didn't get them. After a few moments sat back straight, over to jump slightly as she saw a little girl stand in front of her chair staring at her, making the girl jump a little too.

[B]"I lost my ball, under your chair."[/b]  The little girl said quietly with a sad look, and Erica blinked a little bit before using she leg to kick the ball towards her hand and giving it to her. [B]"Thanks!"[/b] The girl said smiling and Erica nodded her head with a small smile before looking down at that watch. [B]"Did that hurt?"[/b] She asked making Erica look up at her confused. 

[Color=662D91]"What hurt?"[/color] The little girl pointed to her lip ring and Erica laughed a little bit. [Color=662D91]"No, not to me, but I'm a grown up."[/color] Erica answered. [B]"Are you sick?"[/b][Color=662D91]"No, I just haven't slept much so under my eyes are black."[/color] Erica answered shaking her head. [B]"Is that cause you're sad?"[/b] [Color=662D91]"I'm not sad, I just like black."[/color] Erica answered with a laugh guessing that the girl was talking about the fact she wore a black trench coat and her nails were painted black along with her lipstick. 

Before the little girl could fire off anymore of her cute little annoying questions her mother yelled for her to come back and Erica smiled softly watched the girl run back to her mother. That's when she saw Amanda's partner Christian walking towards her looking for someone, and she knew who it was. 

Slowly she grabbed her bag with her rifle in it and stood up and started to make her way back to the back exit, peeking behind her after a moment to see him following her, talking to himself. She felt panic come over her. Amanda. Where was she? Erica knew if he was with someone it was Amanda. She needed to get to higher ground where she was safe and had control. She peeked behind her again before breaking into and a run slamming into the back door to get outside.[/indent][/indent]