[center][h3]Ally "Agent" Estrada[/h3][/center]

[color=ed1c24]"Crap,"[/color] Agent muttered under her breath as Chef was shot in the shoulder.  Now that their teammate was hit, the situation was different.  Although her main focus was still stopping the fight, she had to be much more wary of enemy attacks and Marcus's temper.  [color=ed1c24][i]But how will we get up there?[/i][/color]

[color=39b54a]"I can give you a boost up! If we're quick we might be able to stop this before anyone takes more hits!"[/color] Kurt shouted to Agent.  He assumed a crouching position and Agent nodded, readying herself.  She had never done anything like this before, so she had to make sure she did it right.

Agent took off in a sprint, trying to map her foot placement to make it exactly on Kurt's hand.  Even though they had some rest before, it wasn't nearly enough to recover from most of the damage they received earlier.  Muscles Ally didn't even know she used while running felt like they were tearing apart.  Once close enough, Agent jumped, using the energy created from both her legs and Kurt's boost to reach the top of the roof.

As soon as Agent hit the roof, her body went from flesh to titanium.  Marcus held his fist back for a retaliation while it seemed the archer might've been reloading another arrow onto her bow.  Agent was conflicted, unsure whose attack to prevent.  In the end, Agent faced Marcus's direction, ready to stop him from delivering his punch.  Even though the archer shot Marcus, it was in defense more than anything.  Stopping Marcus was the only way to show the archer they weren't enemies, that there was a mix up.

[color=ed1c24]"She's not the enemy!"[/color] Agent shouted over the intensity that flooded her senses, [color=ed1c24]"We're not the enemy!"[/color]