[color=ed1c24][b]All around the city, high known criminals and crooked politicians are being killed all around us. No one knows who has been doing these attacks since multiple crimes seem to happen at the same time. The police are stumped and the city is in a panic on how they are going to stay safe in the city... 

Deep within the underground network of crime in the city, there is a group forming to rid the world of terrible people who did not get the punishment they deserved or even not even punished at all for their terrible crimes. Everyone has a job to do and all pay handsomely. If you want to change the world and make a lot of money in the process, you have come to the right place.[/b][/color]
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	[color=92278f]Music rings out through the training room with various different punching bags, sparing gear, weights for lifting, and various exercise equipment machines of different varieties. A large boom box sits near the far corner of the room with a punching bag hung from the ceiling and tied to the ground as well. The sounds of the beat of the music is almost matched with the sounds of punches hitting the punching bag. Fiona looks around as she punches the bag noticing the time on the clock hanging up by the ceiling. Ah…it’s almost time to get the team together, she thought to herself as she grabbed a towel to dry the sweat off her face. 
	As she walked out of the room she typed up an encrypted text message that only her members would be able to decode and receive as well. She was asking everyone to head to the meeting room in order to receive their new job assignments. She looked around the halls and at the various different rooms like the garage, the weapons shop, the parkour arena, all the way through to the main office meeting room. She gave everyone 30 minutes to meet in the room. She knew some people may take longer than others so she knew that would be plenty of time. She would need to tell them all some pretty important news….and everyone needed to hear it. [/color]

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	[color=0054a6]Aaron opened the car door climbing out of his car in front of his new temporary headquarters. He knew he would only be there until they solved the case but he knew it would not be easy. On the entire drive to Manchester, he had come up with every possible outcome on the conclusion of the case and it was not looking well at the current state of the case. A lot of divisions have their nose in this and him being from the FBI he was on towards the top of the food chain but he knew he would be taken for granted because of his age. Until people notice his intelligence, they think he is a rookie nobody but that is far from the case. He whistles and his companion hops out, a black and brown German Shepard named Data, which he got from his favorite Star Trek character. Data barks happily and sits in front of Aaron grabbed Data’s leash and walked into the front door of the office. He was lead to the main meeting room and he looked around at the various boards with all the victims that are possibly tied to a rouge group of assassins attacking in many different cities and countries. They knew with the group being as careful as they have been that they could not pin point an exact number of kills because there was no trail to work with. The only hope they had was their two undercover agents who somehow managed to crawl their way through into the group through a lot of hard work.[/color]