tengaku squared

Edited.

This arc is almost over. And I will restrain from killing the rest of you. Finish the story.

Well, I am officially in a maniacal state...

"That girl got in the way..." Mark sighed again, hands on the steering wheel. But this time, he had no intention of letting them live. He pulled over the car, looked around, and pulled out his pistol. He held the pistol up to Aeyra's head, and fired. Luckily, the gun was empty. "Shit..." he grumbled as he reloaded his pistol. And then he held the pistol up to her head again. "No hostages. Only trophies," he said in a calm tone, hiding as much of his mania as possible. Then he fired. Her body went cold. And he felt no remorse, only anger.

I apologize. Anyways...

No. You may name them here, I'll tell you if you're right.

*high-fives back* :P

You'll see. Me thinks Misaki.

She mysteriously disappeared from the story...

They are no longer assets, they are loose ends. And you know what happens to loose ends...they get cut. Besides, I got better agents up my sleeve.

:V That has already been established.

Oh, yes, there is an additional part: Misaki, Kid, Aeyra, and Chelsea were standing in shock, when a police officer came up to them. "Excuse me, but I have heard that the ringleader of this "little gang" escaped with two hostages. May I take you into the station for further questioning?" They said yes. And then the officer lead Misaki, Aeyra, Kid, and Chelsea into a police car, got in himself, and started driving to the station. After a while, the officer started talking. "Quite clever of you, managing to outsmart them. But you know, the ringleader is on the loose...he can be anyone..." and here the officer's voice changed to a familiar voice. "Even...me." He turned around, showing a familiar face. He held up his left hand, which had 4 fingers...his left ring finger missing....

Police came, arrested the Bunker Boys and "Mark". Turns out "Mark" is a fake, and where the real one is unknown ATM. Also, the two hostages (IdentityUnknown and Cure) have yet to be heard from.

So, the question is: Where am I?

Let's assume you did find out...and I just chose you out of random choice.

...And then the police came. Like a raging wave, they charged and handcuffed Mark and his 4 accomplices, leading them off into separate police cars. At the same time, a second squadron of police marched into the building to search for additional people. Mark didn't stop resisting. "Let me go!" he shouted, resisting arrest.\ This didn't help, as all 5 of them were hurled off into police cars, and the rest of the Bunker Boys within the basement, also handcuffed, were led in police cars... But then... Misaki suddenly ran towards the arrested Mark, and looked at his handcuffed left hand. It had five fingers...

I really am only considering for 20.

Mark saw them. All of them, through the security camera. Then he got a call from one of the Bunker Boys stationed outside the building. He picked up. "The police! The police are coming!" Mark winced at the sudden shouting coming from the phone. But the message was clear. He hung up, then cursed, "Shit." Don't worry...if the police come...I'll use her (here he looks at IdentityUnknown) as a hostage and escape. To the 5 Bunker Boys stationed in the basement, he told them, "Get ready to run." Then he took the elevator upwards to the first floor, and walked out the door, where Aeyra, Chelsea, Misaki, and KKLT were waiting. "So many visitors...yet I didn't consider to make tea." Like a flash, he pulled out his pistol from his rear pocket, and aimed it at the four. "Don't move." Here he noticed some of them getting ready to charge. "...And...if you think I can't take all 4 of you...well, you're probably right. That's why I got backup..." and gestured behind the four. The four turned around to four Bunker Boys, pistols in hand. "I think we understand each other now, don't we? You move, you die." (I'm now gonna leave it to the others to see how they get out)

Rusty as I am, I still have skills at tennis. Oddly, a tactic of mine is to try to hit the opponent's racket with the tennis ball.

Possibly. I'll let them decide. The closest I've gotten to a thriller is the story I'm writing called "Bloody Venus", the story of a wonderful sadistic killer murdering people he believes to be connected to the death of his loved one. Quite a lovely story.

I'm sorry, but the others have yet to end this arc.

I'm not talking about my earpiece. I'm talking about the tracker built into the bug. That little program you used to attempt to track me also blocked the signal of the tracker (which does have a fairly weak signal). I'm not a pro at this. Noah actually is. Remember I used Cure's cell-phone? Besides, I will continue the story from my POV: ...straight into the wall, barely skimming her head. There. Now this is going to get interesting. This may not be going according to plan, but the outcome will be the same. Mark sneered.

(A/N: I'll assume that little program of yours blocks the signal of the bug/tracker.) "Hey, Mark! Look at this!" Noah was pointing at the monitor of his laptop. Mark grumbled. "What's wrong with it? It's just a map..." Just a map? Wait...the beacon's gone! "So...they had the nerve to take the bug off...even if her (here he gestured at the tied up IdentityUnknown with his pistol) life is at stake! I'll show them I'm not to be messed with!" He turned on Cure's cell phone, and listened to the jingle. Once it turned on, he dialed KKLT's number, and waited for her to pick up. "Seems like you disobeyed orders. Since you did, the girl dies." Before the other end could argue, he pulled the trigger...