For hours it felt like her search had run dry. Something was happening, she knew it but she couldn't find a trace of anything too odd. Hm, she needed to think.

Malia soon paused in the street, and gave herself a moment to think. Okay, where was an abandoned building which might hold something sketchy? Oh yea! There was actually and old mining facility just about a mile from there right outside the city! If Malia had to guess, she would go ahead and put her money on the possibility that it was there. If not, well... then she would probably miss her opportunity to get rid of a very big, badbad, guy. Someone who had somehow managed to be at the roots of every big and little sketchy thing that went on in this city... and state. Maybe this was the night Malia would finally have a chance to see him and if she had her way, maybe even beat him and hand him over to the police. Or... things could go terrible wrong, she never sees him and instead hardly escapes with her life. Hm, she would try to avoid that option. 

In just a few minutes Malia was there, crouched down behind a mount of dirt and peering over at the area. Indeed she seemed to be right on the money. There were several large black, armored looking cars parked around, maybe about six, giants beams lights pointing at the area, and of course it was littered with men in black bullet proof clothes, machines guns, and gas masks. Sure Malia wasn't surprised by their attire, but their gas masks were a bit odd. Was there something toxic in the air? Something she should be worried about? Well she would just snatch one when it was appropriate, but now she wanted to try and get in without getting caught. It could prove to be troublesome fighting these 50+ men. Fun, but still troublesome. 

Okay, so first, she would use the car's, maybe keeping on top of them to avoid being seen. She was just practicing roof jumping and these cars were conveniently parked beside one another. Then she would take the chance, at the last care, to grab someone, and put on some of their armor and mask. Leaving them under the last car unconscious she would then just walk into the mines. *click*. The cold feeling of metal pressed through Malias hair and into her skull.

" Put your hands up and stand slowly" Well there went that plan. It seemed like she would just have to wing it.

Slowly, she did as told, reaching her hands back behind her head. Then, before the man had time to react, Malia grabbed the barrel of the gun and forced it up just as he attempted to shoot. She then swung around, crouched on one foot, then leaning forward in the same quick swoop and swung a leg under his, tripping him. As he landed back she stood, using this chance to engage forward planning a firm knee beside him just as he landed and giving him a firm punch to the face, knocking him out. Quickly standing, Malia turned to see if anyone else had noticed her... In fact, everyone had noticed her and now were running in her direction, guns aimed and all yelling at her different things. Mostly telling her to give herself up. Well alright, it seemed like she was about to fight a lot more than she was planning on. Bloodshot was right though.... she wasn't very graceful.