Follow The White Rabbit (Inky and Pat <3)

The petite Russian girl made sure that their fingers were tightly intertwined, but the albino did not mind it that much. It was true that she was never really used to the touch of another human being, save when it was one clawing at her in an attempt to save their own life, it was something that she had grown used to from the young female. Skyler had suggested they walk and she knew that Lilia would not like if her protector took off from her side, so she had only one choice. She simply listened to the other two talk, having nothing else to add herself. Shayla was not know for her ability to hold a conversation, only her ability to kill.

It did surprise her when Lilia stated that she did not want to kill the targets, something that Reaper was always prepared to do when she went out on the many missions that Dominus thrusted upon her. Hearing such talk from an agent that ranked higher than her was somewhat unexpected, then again she knew that some of the agents were not blood knights like she was. Lilia then said something about a control room with two people occupying it, the sound of a distant storm silently reverberating through the sky. It was possibly one of the many strange powers afforded to the strange girl that allowed her to see such things, but then again Shayla was not sure of such things.

”So how do you suggest we take care of our little problem?” The albino asked aiming the question towards Skyler, raising a snowy eyebrow. Sure she could have took whoever were in their way unaware, but it was smart to ask the others what they think should happen, cover every base to avoid what could be a potential shaming by Paxton. He never physically harmed her but he knew how to use his words, use them in a way that hurt far more than a weapon ever could. Personally she wanted to kill all of them and put an end to another annoyance, one that she was sure would have been on the Dominus radar in the future. Metahumans families such as this were always causing trouble, and they usually sent her to clean up their damn messes.

Not that Reaper minded the part where she killed them all, but the time that the organization wasted before eradicating them was tiresome.

Lilia silently watched on as Shayla and Skyler nourished their plan of attack on the outer guard post of the facility. The pulsating adrenalin gushing through her veins did not hamper her anxiety nor did it quell her worry for the safety of the two females she equally adored. Skyler was her fearless 'mother', a woman who possessed steadfast bravery and a nurturing soul, a heroine to the young agent who only ever knew pain and the submission to the more 'dominant sex'. Shayla on the other hand was her beloved friend, what initially started off as a venomous rivalry soon turned into a rather adorable coupling of two girls lost in maze of life together. Lilia was not entirely sure what their relationship would be categorised as, all that could be said about it was that their innocent affection far outweighed any ulterior motive. It was this love Lilia felt for these two women that spurred her nagging worries, what if they got hurt? What if they died? Such thoughts were rampant in her already fragile conscious and it was only until her mother reassured her did her fears calm down a bit. She had to have a little faith in these two warriors, they were much more experienced than her anyway.

Skyler's silent dash over to the watchtower lasted nothing more than several seconds, Lilia staying behind and clinging to Shayla's arms as she attempted to distract herself from the current task at hand. Obviously the men in the tower had to be silenced but the thought of her mother killing someone always ushered a mild sense of uneasiness to well up within her tattered soul. They were no ordinary mother and daughter and by the time Skyler's silvery locks poked around the corner did the waifish ballerina breathe a sigh if relief, so far so good.

Tip toeing into the control room the petite teenager attempted to ignore the fresh corpses on the floor, instead giving her mother a nervous smile as gazed at the multiple security screens. The facility was well guarded, cameras in several places, rarely missing any foreign detail that could possibly alert the Shimatori's to an invasion. Several screens depicted the outer courtyard of the concrete facility, armed guards routinely patrolling the area with meticulous timing, attention and readiness. Lilia's current focus on the security screens was shattered once the walkie-talkies began to blurt with panicked orders from the superiors in the other watchtowers. The teenager flinched at the noise, instinctively shielding her body with her arms as she noticed a group of six men rush past one of the monitors and near their current checkpoint.

"Mama...be safe", Lilia whispered, tensing her lean muscles as her body began to shimmer with an unnatural glow. Soon the light of the room began to bounce off the girl's thin form, a beautiful spectacle if it weren't for the current situation at hand. The glistening pale blue diamond flesh was truly a sight to behold and the instance the first guard entered with weapon raised his eyes instantly jerked towards the shimmering ballerina, his attention swayed for that brief second. A second that cost him his consciousness. Unlike reaper or Skyler the rather gentle agent thought it best to simply knock the first fellow out with a swift, unbreakable and indestructible fist to his nose. A sickening 'crunch' was heard as diamond slammed into bone and cartilage, shattering the man's face and instantly sending him out cold. First one down...hopefully her mother and friend were as merciful as her. Although she highly doubted it.

The very mention of the word stealth made the albino cringe. Shayla was never one for stealth, always preferring to fight than to skulk around all cloak and dagger. Still, if that was what was required, she could adjust to it, not that Reaper would enjoy it. If things went her way, they would have already fell upon the compound of this family like a force of nature, laying it to waste. Lilia clung to Shayla like a baby monkey almost, though this wasn't something new but a constant happening when the two were together, something that Reaper had grown used to.

The two followed after the silver haired female, Reaper allowing her to silently deal with the two within the room with no so much as a drop of blood spilled out of place. With an equal ease Shayla had made her way across the field, unnoticed by anyone, meeting up with Skyler soon enough. The female began to type rapidly on a computer, most likely performing things that Reaper had no knowledge of. Whenever she touched a computer, they tended to break.

Skyler then instructed her to find some map in some sort of files. Being the not so technically savy person, she would do only one thing that really came to mind; hit buttons. Upon finding one of these computers, the albino went to work on rapidly tapping at the keys, loud clicking issuing from then as her rapid moving digits went to work. Nothing came of it and eventually she smashed the computer in rage, choosing to look for another one until she found what she was looking for through sheer luck. With that arduous task completed, she returned to Skyler with said digital map on a small thing that tech nerds used.

It was not long after that they were discovered, the door being kicked in, but Reaper was ready. It would be easier for her to just kill everything and get it over with; much easier indeed.

Swivelling, swaying and swiftly sidestepping any possible chance of getting touched by the assorted guards was a mere chore, one which the dazzling ballerina performed with little effort. Lilia's movements were light and graceful, her delivery starkly opposing Shayla's more aggressive strategy when dealing with the poor men. The intrusion lasted four minutes and by the time all three women were done several men lay dead or injured, pained groans creaking out of their lips. It was an unfortunate sight, one which made the young agent uncomfortable. The girl knew that this was part of her 'job' but she still disliked the immediate route for lethal violence, preferring to simply knock people out with a well placed diamond fist into their fragile bodies. Aside from the very obvious threat that these men did not pose, Lilia was exceedingly relieved that her beloved guardian and friend were safe and sound, albeit a bit more roughed up than her.

Tip toeing over to her ivory skinned friend Lilia made sure that there was no speck of blood on her admittedly violent friend's face, didn't want her getting sick. Whilst the sentiment was overwhelmingly adorable, the very fact that the Russian agent was mothering Shayla during a mission was rather humorous...she did in fact learn from the best (Skyler) so it was a warranted action.

After Aiva had surmised their best choice of action, a rather short route into the heart of the factory, Skyler instead chose to configure a much more longer and hidden route. They were going to be crawling in the ventilation system. A sense of giddiness filled Lilia as her memory returned to all the action films that her and Skyler half payed attention to over the past several months. She was going to feel like a spy, crawling silently over their enemies as she attempted to be as inconspicuous as possible. Nodding her head in agreement to the dastardly plan Lilia was lifted high up into the vents, her slight 95 lbs barely a challenge for both women at all to boost.

After all three were huddled in the cold, safe confines of the winding metal ventilation system Lilia was directed, by Aiva, to head straight and then west, effectively taking them out of the range of the mass of guards that were sprinting outside. The girl was delicate with her movements, her body barely making a sound as she gradually crept through the suspended tunnels. Lilia would occasionally look back at the other two, giving a reassuring grin or a nod in which direction Aiva was taking her. The very experience of it all was quite intimate, even if they were trying to infiltrate an enemy base.

Several minutes into their silent route, mad voices could be heard from underneath them. The metal slits that revealed partial remnants of the interiors they were crossing showing a large factory, armed guards and workers doing their routine job. Whilst it had not occurred to the rather naive Russian agent, the three had just entered the system connecting them to the main hall, the place where the ecstasy was manufactured. A young man, messy in attire and with a scowl on his boyish face stormed from one side of the room to the other. His fists clenched tight as he unknowingly stomped underneath the hidden trio.

"What the hell is going on?! Can someone tell me why five of my guards aren't responding to their radios? Can someone? Anyone?", he demanded, his voice raising an octave every time he glared at another person who attempted to avert his angry gaze. "I expect armed guards sweeping this place for these rats! I can't be the only one working my ass off!", he complained, tossing a crackling walkie talkie at a nearby bin, the resounding thud cracking the atmosphere.

They had found the first Shimatori.

While Skyler didn't want an excessive amount of bloodshed, Reaper was never one to shy away from the messier side of combat, but in fact she reveled in maiming her opponents. They were going to die anyway. So why not make it as fun as possible for the one killing them? Within minutes the guards were upon the females bu that made little difference to the albino killer; she actually welcomed their ineffectual attempts at killing them. They had their guns and blunt weapons, but in the end they would need more than that to break through this natural superhumanly dense hide.

”You're gonna need more than that.” Shayla muttered observing Lilia taking down anyone foolish enough to attack her. How she fought was similar to a dance, though the dance usually incited an impressive amount of bloodshed within its wake. One of them aimed a weapon at the albino, though their attempt was too slow really. In the span of a few seconds, reaper bridged the distance between them, pale fingers gripping around the barrel as the metal bent under the immense force. There was the slight sound of metal protesting and then she bent it upward, leaving the gun useless.

Before the poor fool could react, he found his elbow shattered and then promptly his windpipe caving in. There was some gurgling and blood welling within his mouth, but in the end he fell down dead as a doorknob. Sure others were killed, but no one really cares about the brutal mutilations caused by her fancy energy blade. All that mattered was that in the end there was a lot of dead bodies, but none of them belonged to the three protagonists. ”And that is that.” She said placing her energy katana within its proper holding place before turning attention upon the Ballerina and snow haired female known as Skyler. Lilia was doing something with Shaylas face; something like cleaning it off, but the albino payed it no mind.

Next it seemed like they were going to make their way through the ventilation system, which was rather cliché considering some of the flicks Shayla had seen included such a method of espionage. While she would have preferred to rush through the compound and kill everything in sight, of course things had to be handled a different way. They were being led by some sort of AI, so she would have to be content with simply following the others lead. It wasn't long until they could hear what sounded like a rather angry voice, one that Reaper wasn't familiar with at all, but then again she didn't really care to remember the people she killed. Taking a look through the metal slit of the grate, the face looked familiar and in an instant she knew who it was.

It was one of those Shitamori guys from the dossier.