RoT: Part 2 (Chelle - Vermillion)

Vermillion had handed his plate of food up to his body guards since he can't remember the last time they ate. Keeping their faces hidden they chowed down on the excellent cuisine. The female member of the table to his left stood up and began speaking. She had sunglasses on which she removed reveals bright auburn eyes, Vermillion was rather interested in such a unique eye color as he had not seen it before looking so natural. She spoke with a confident tone that Vermillion could respect. As she continued she told the gathering that she was not the Queen, or rather implied that she was not. She also claimed her name was Felicity, regardless of these new facts she still sat at the head of the table so she had to hold some sort of power within this organization if by chance she truly was not the Queen.
Her instructions were to wet their name cards however they pleased and after said action the parchment revealed a message. This was starting to turn into a sort of dinner theater, Vermillion humorously thought when the play was to begin. Reading his paper it said he was to be paired with Felicity that gave them a specific address and a building number of sorts. He folded it up and handed it to Alexander, his body guard, who put it in a pocket in his long trench coat. Out of the corner of his mask he saw his partner looking at him. He slowly turned his head and the openings for his eyes in his mask met her eyes. The darkness behind his mask seemed to go on endlessly giving no signs of human life. Vermillion then simply looked forward again siting still waiting as he could see that his partner had sat back down in order to finish her meal. Everyone had cleared out before Felicity spoke again to Vermillion asking to move on. He eerily turned his head to look at her again. He had a voice changer in making it sound as if there were multiple persons speaking when he spoke.
"Of course..."His unnamed body guard pulled out his chair as he stood in perfect sync.
"What plan of action do you wish to take in order to achieve these goals? I have access to transportation and we may either travel together or separately. If together, our chariot awaits and my bodyguards will be following us on motorbikes. If separate, I do hope you know your away around a motorbike..."
Waiting about a second or two for a response Vermillion headed for the door with his guards following and outside where Alexander opened the car door for him. The other bodyguard stood next to Alex waiting to see if Vermillion's partner was to follow into the car. There were two speed bikes, a red and a blue Ducati, parked behind the Mercedes that Vermillion was riding in. She may either enter the car with Vermillion or take one of the bikes. If she entered the Benz, Alex and the other guard would take the bikes. If she chose the bike, Alex would ride with Vermillion while the other took the remaining bike. Vermillion was very curious to as to what she would chose, it would say quite a bit about her character and what he might conclude about her motives.

Vermillion was pleased that she decided to ride with her, and with that they were off. 'Felicity' was looking at the made a little more in depth while he just looked straight ahead. There were TV's in the back of the driver's and passenger's head rests that displayed a map of the city and their highlighted route. In between the two of them there was a center consul that had a knob and a quite a number of buttons. Vermillion pushed a few to activate the massage on his side of the car and gestured with his hand that his partner may do the same if she wishes. After he had gotten situated in the car his partner asked him if he would rather prefer to go after a crime lord or rescue a damsel in distress. There were quite a few damsels in distress in his time so he figured that would be something more his style. She said that it mattered not to her which one they did after she crossed her legs. Following she quickly retrieved a cellular device from her purse. There were no directions on how they were to go about finding anyone in distress, this was quite the test and knowing that his partner was directly in contact with the queen, if she wasn't herself, he felt like she might have an extra eye on him. It was not the time for slip ups.
"I do believe we should start with the rescue. It would be the quickest to accomplish and may give us some information on the drug lord, assuming that the two events are connected. My driver will begin to relay the police scanners to see if there is any news of a kidnapping of sorts..." he said with his voice changer still fully functional.
The driver turned a knob on his center consul and the speakers began playing multiple police reports at once, if Vermillion was not able to pick out something from the buzz, his driver would. Then, using the knob on the back center consul Vermillion used the screen on the headrest as a computer as he searched and scrolled through recent reports. He had tapped into the police archives figuring that would have been the best place to look. Suddenly, Vermillion's ears caught something.
"Third station, remove all others..." A station was singled out and the report had just began
...young girl, in her twenties, short brown hair, green eyes. Last seen being transported from her apartment by a number of individual, some of which were identified as members of a large drug cartel. Any units in th-- The driver cut off the report as he pushed a button on the dash replying back to the report saying that their squad would handle the situation and would call for backup if necessary. The dispatcher replied thanking the officer and then gave him the suspected address. The driver put it into the GPS system and the route was displayed on all the screens in the car. The route showed that they were headed to a business park, which Vermillion found rather odd. Why hold someone hostage in a populated environment. Looks like things were getting interesting, must not have been an ordinary kidnapping. But that was not of concern to Vermillion at the moment, the mission was to rescue who ever had been captured, the authorities may then deal with the instigation. Vermillion then turned to his partner.
"Well then, shall we being?"
And the driver punched it using the full power of the V12 to get them to their destination, and fast.

Vermillion kept his eyes averted as his partner changed next to him. She clearly had no issues with her identity or her body for that matter, regardless Vermillion was a gentleman and would give the female her privacy. Shortly after she finished changing they arrived at the scene, closely followed by his two body guards. 'Felicity' had quickly gotten out of the car and assessed the situation. There was a man chasing a woman, so it was safe to say that she may have just made a break for it. His partner made an interesting face while she was thinking, and apparently an idea came to her. Shadow stepping, she appeared near the chasing man and tripped him with relative ease. Before he had even hit the ground she hoisted him up by his neck, he was rather surprised at her strength. The girl was still running away from the situation, not that one can blame for this all must be very shocking to her. Alex and Vermillion's other body guard were entering the scene, but would not be able to catch her in time. Vermillion then quickly walked over to the driver's side of the car and pulled out his driver and tightly gripped his face. He had grabbed Vermillion's wrist trying to stop him from whatever he was doing shouting at him as well. Very quickly the man's entire body went limp and then quickly sprang back to life with a flash of what looked like a black light. He let go and the driver fell to his knees, Vermmillion grabbed him by the shoulder and picked him back up to his feet.
"Go get her, now."
And with that the man took off at inhuman speeds running towards the girl. He passed up the two body guards who slowed their running down to a walk and in a matter of seconds the driver caught the girl. He held her in his arms and sprinted back, passing up the guards yet again who had turned and began their walk back to their employer. The girl was kicking and screaming so Alex flicked her in the head which caused her to pass out. He only used a fraction of his actual strength, didn't want to hurt the delicate flower. The three men, the girl in arms and Vermillion headed over to Felicity who had this man in a death grip.
"We may take him with us and I shall acquire the knowledge that we need for our next task... Unless of course, you have your own methods..." Vermillion said in his twisted disguised voice. This 'Felicity' seemed extremely capable, but if time was of the essence then they would need to be on their way. Vermillion was personally in no hurry so seeing her methods of interrogation would be beneficial. Unfortunately for Vermillion, taking away one of his minion's abilities and then granting them another one in such short succession was rather draining. Underneath his mask he was rather out of breath, but the voice changer did not pick up the breathing and his costume was too large and baggy to show any chest or abdominal movement. So far it seemed as if things were going rather well for the team, hopefully things would stay this way...

Vermillion was rather impressed with his partner's interrogation abilities. Quite effective. She got everything that new needed relatively quickly, the individual even said that he had a kid. Clearly this man had no idea who he was talking two, Vermillion surly did not care of his parental status and he had a feeling that Felicity did not either. But she did not look as if she was going to kill him, which she did not. They found out that their next location would be at the 'American Buffet' outside of China Town. Vermillion started to head over to the car, hoping that Felicity would follow. His driver had sprinted off to bring the car around before they arrived.
"I am unsure if we still need this female. Alex, bring her with us. She may be of value later."
The unnamed body guard opened the car door up for Vermillion and Chelle as they stepped in. Their driver gunned it towards their next destination, followed closely behind by his two bodyguards on the bikes. Due to the car's power and speed they arrived in a relatively short amount of time. The resteraunt was busy today unfortunately, and they had already gotten a few looks just because of the car they pulled up in. Due to Vermillion's current get up he would attract quite the lot of attention. Vermillion then pushed a button on the back center consul and radioed to Alex on the bike next to them.
"Go in and evacuate the building, have the other one go around back with our driver. No cameras as well." Vermillion then let off the button as he saw Alex get off his bike and the other one come around the side of the car. He then directed his attention to his driver.
"You, go around back and make sure that no one of interest leaves. At all."
His driver then stepped out of the car and began to make his way around back with his other body guard.
"Felicity, darling. You may join either one of my bodyguards. I shall enter the facility after it has been cleared. If need be, my guards shall cover you, instruct them as you will... See you in a moment."
Alex politely opened the car door for his partner and offered her a hand to step out.

Behind Vermillion's mask he was very surprised to find out that this individual was the leader of thrones. He had figured that she may be someone of importance considering she had one of the head seats at the table, but being the Queen was quite the twist. She proceeded to assemble a large gun which apparently she had kept in her purse. Soon after there were a couple of shots fired and dozens of people ran out of the building, meanwhile Vermillion had been searching databases for what this individual looked like. They had his place of operation and one of his known aliases, with Vermillions access to police databases he was able to find a list of matching suspects and relay them to his team. Alex who had cleared the building saw the man trying to exit with the rest of the crowd. Without instruction Alex went after the man, Vermilion called to one of his men who went around back to follow the man looking to escape. There were too many civilians so Vermillion nor any of his body guards could take a shot. The man Vermillion had given super speed to zig zagged through the crowd pushing people down and out of the way, clearing a path for Alex who grabbed a throwing knife from the inside of his jacket and threw it at the back of the Drug Lord's leg to keep him from running further.
Most of the crowd had scattered and their target lay on the ground trying to pull the knife from his leg. Vermillion got out of the car and began walking towards the man when gun shots erupted from the restaurant. The masked man quickly turned around only to get shot full of holes. His left knee, left shoulder, right arm and right side of his chest. He fell to the ground, blood dripping from the lips of the mask he had on. Barely able to keep himself up with his arms he spoke orders to his men.
"Prisoners only..." Even through the voice changer one could tell that he was struggling to speak. One of bullets had probably grazed his lung making it extremely painful to breath. Vermillion was breathing heavily again but you should hear it through his mask this time. It was extremely raspy and sounded like that of a dying man's. However he did keep in mind the mission as to not kill anyone, which is why his orders only called for prisoners. Alexander and his other guard got to work disabling the reinforcements, Vermillion hoped that Her Highness Chelle would do what needed to be done and take care of their target. There was a faint golden glow coming from the eye sockets of Vermillion's mask as he had already began to heal himself. He could not afford for his body to go through a complete metamorphosis right now, he held too powerful of a position outside of The Thrones and too much attention would be drawn to the wrong people if he were to disappear so suddenly.

After Vemillion had been shot, Chelle moved into action. Claws, fangs, and wings were the grunts' new opponents. She guarded Vermillion with her wings for a time being, seeing as they were very durable because the bullets simply bounced off. She gave a man a powerful kick to the face, when his cranium connected with the ground it knocked him out cold. After wards she moved over to Vermillion because his body guards continued to deal with the other annoyances. She politely asked if he was all right, to which he responded.
"Yes, yes. Of course..." the faint golden glow from the mouth and eye sockets in his mask faded away. He then stood up and brushed off his clothes.
"I am doing well now, thank you for asking... It seems like the situation had been contained. My driver has already put in the directions to this warehouse that we were all requested to meet at. If you would like to stop for a beverage, as I do believe we are ahead of schedule, we may make a short detour if you so wish it."
Vermillion probably would not have been so lenient with making an extra stop, but seeing as how she revealed herself to being the Queen, he figured that such a slight stop could be made. His two guards had taken care of the situation but had unfortunately lost their hoods in the scrimmage. Their identity did not necessarily need to be concealed, Vermillion had them hid there faces merely for effect. However they did put their hoods back up as the walked over to their bikes. His driver had already started the car with the door open waiting for the two passengers.
"Before we leave, would you be so kind as to bring our Drug Lord friend with us? We can put him safely into one of the storage units located at out next destination."
Alex got off his bike and grabbed the lip body and threw it on the back of his cycle. After everyone had loaded back up into the Mercedes, they were off. And just in time too, there were police sirens off in the background and fast approaching. There would be no need to complicate things with the authorities showing up. As the GPS spoke it said that they would reach their destination if roughly fifteen minutes. Granted they were for once driving the speed limit, which slightly annoyed the driver.

Whilst in the car, the Queen asked Vermillion as to why his mask had been glowing earlier.
"It is just a defense mechanism. It would be a terrible shame if I were to be finished off by a couple of bullet wounds..."
Soon they pulled up to a quaint little cafe close to their next destination. Chelle asked if he was to get anything as she merrily skipped around to his side of the vehicle. Vermillion rolled down the tinted windown.
"No thank you dear, I shall remain in the the car."
Vermillion actually quite liked coffee, but he was not going to take his mask off just to indulge. His cravings could wait. A minute or so later Chelle returned to the car and they set off towards their next destination. They were roughly five minutes away so they all arrived rather quickly. Vermillion, his two bodyguards and the driver all exited the vehicle. The driver went and opened the doors to the warehouse allowing their Queen to enter first. Vermillion stood outside the door for a moment as the inside of the warehouse was dark. The driver, who had great speed, found the proper light switches and illuminated the large room and Vermillion walked in. He noticed a safe at either end of the warehouse and nothing more. He took a few more steps in and his guards were staying close.
"And what might this test be... your Highness...?"