[hr] [indent][center][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/jxbtTiXsCUZQXOKP2M/giphy.gif[/img][/center][sub][COLOR=lightpink][I]Temprary Police Headquarters[/I][/COLOR][/sub][/indent][hr][indent][sup][COLOR=lightpink][b]Ylaso // Elia[/b][/color][/sup][/indent][center][color=pink]𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗛[/color][/center] [indent][indent]A holographic drone view of the protesters occupying Elliot Square was projected in the temporary headquarter nearby the park. A dozen police personnel was monitoring the situation while the captains awaited Commissioner Lawrence and General Griffiths of the Ascia Ground Forces to arrive. Each of them took notes and watched the massive protest. Official reports revealed that nearly two million people were camping in the square; however, the numbers appeared higher than described. Personnel kept on scanning news reports, online posts, and live footage to identify as many protesters as possible. It was when the commissioner and general arrived at the headquarters, still talking about the situation. "The royalty are starting to worry about the protest. They haven't faded out like you originally reported five days ago. Instead, more and more of the common people are joining in this so-called occupation. You have to end this before it's too late." Charlotte Griffiths finished her thoughts. "And we will, General." Commissioner Harley Lawrence tried to calm the general down. "We need to be mindful of this situation, or my men will get hurt." "You should've thought of that at the start, Commissioner. You need to strike them now." "But what about my men?!" Lawrence asked. "Your men knew the risk of joining the force. They will understand one way or the other." Griffiths answered with a hint of irritation. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to-" "Commissioner Lawrence," One of the personnel called out. "a large crowd is forming in front of the Airwave Building!" "What?!" Both the General and the Commissioner said simultaneously and went towards the hologram table. It was true that protesters were surrounding the front entrance of the drone company. Their security was outnumbered and in dire need of protection from the police force. Unfortunately, protesters had blocked the roads with barricades to protect their makeshift camp. Griffiths began texting her supervisors on the sudden update while Lawrence started panicking. The captains were trying to identify the leader behind this protest until the drone malfunctioned. That move caught everyone in the headquarters offline. Until another drone was able to take over, their only reliable source was the news. And it didn't look good.[/indent][/indent] [right][indent][sub][COLOR=lightpink][b]Ylaso // Elia[/b][/COLOR][/sub][/indent][/right][hr][right][indent][sup][COLOR=lightpink][i]Airwave Building[/i][/color][/sup][/indent][/right] [indent][indent]"We need to go now!" Stella Baxter, the secretary to CEO, cried out in terror while the news was playing in the background. Most of the floors were filled with scared workers, trying to pack up and destroy anything significant to the company. Eli Bernard, the CEO of Airwave, exited out of his personal office with personal bodyguards and met with his secretary. Both of them were critical to the company and its assets. Now, it was time for them to escape thanks to the private elevator. All four of them entered the elevator and waited while it started descending. "Are we safe?" Baxter asked her boss while watching the number of floors decreasing. "Yeah, we are." Bernard smiled at his secretary until the elevator suddenly grounded to a halt. The doors opened to reveal that they were the first level. Local security was attempting to blockade the door with anything not nailed to the ground. Protesters were slowly approaching the main entrance with the look of anger, shouting at them. And when they saw the CEO was in front of them, things went south in an instant. The bodyguards dragged them into a nearby elevator and slammed the 'thirty-first' button. As the doors were closing, the crowd managed to overwhelm the security and tried to catch up to them. Thankfully, the doors closed in time, and the elevator started going up. Bernard took the break to comfort his secretary while one of the bodyguards called for a helicopter to save them. Once they reached the floor, they processed directly towards the other elevator avoiding pleads and questions from workers. On the second elevator, the bodyguards overheard that the protesters broke into the security room. On the third elevator, the pilot alerted them to their arrival on the helipad. In the ninety-third floor, workers were blockading hallways while some of them tried to get their attention. But, their calls had been avoided. And after two minutes of climbing the stairs, the helicopter was awaiting them with the pilots ready to leave. As the blades began spinning around, the bodyguards went ahead with Bernard and Baxter behind them. One of them went to open the sliding door and didn't take into account that someone was waiting for them inside. Before he was able to react, a man kicked him away and shot him in the head. The other bodyguard raised his pistol at him but was gunned down by a masked individual. The pair exited from the helicopter as its blades slowly stopped spinning. Bernard tried to run, but a nearby gun impact to the ground caused him to stumble. "Going somewhere?" the man asked him while walking over the dead bodyguard. "Get away from me!" Bernard yelled at the man while crawling towards the elevator. The gunman laughed at his attempt at escaping and just tugged him off of the ground with his hair. He grabbed hold of the CEO's neck and said in a soothing tone. "Not so fast, Mr. Bernard. You are needed here to answer the question of the century. What's the biggest drone manufacturing company hiding out in the open? Of course, you're an answer. Your secretary... isn't. So you get to decide each of your fates: Let her live, and I'll pry the answer out of you. Or let her die, and you'll be able to leave." "What's your-" "Kill her!" Bernard answered quick enough to surprise the man, leaving Baxter horrified and angry. "What?!" "Are you sure?" the man pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the secretary. "Yes!" Bernard replied again. Baxter's cries got louder while her attempt at appealing the masked man to help failed. He pulled back the hammer. "Last chance." "Just do it alre-!" Bernard yelled out in annoyance before realizing the gunman pointed at his foot and firing the shot. He crashed to the ground in agony, realizing that he had been tricked. That was when he started to curse out at the man. "You motherfucker! What do you want?! Money?!" The man laughed at his offer and grabbed his collar. "No, I want something more important."[/indent][/indent] [hr]