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Rosalie sat under a tree just outside of the Runaways' headquarters, looking up at the night sky and waiting for Silas to come back with new information on what Division's new mission was, maybe some new recruits. She wondered what was taking him so long, and was beginning to get paranoid. Had he been caught? She sighed and decided to shake the thought off, Silas was a great agent, as was she, and they had taken all the necessary precautions so they would not be caught. She took her blade and began shining it, it was still a little dirty from last night's mission. She finally had the chance to get rid of the Division member who recruited her, the b*****d. He was attempting to recruit another seven year old yesterday. She smiled to herself, remembering his face when he saw her. Rose began humming to herself, waiting.

"Alright, we're almost there." Silas said to Jet.
"See that girl?" he pointed to Rosalie. "That's Rose; she'll help you with whatever you want." then they arrived at the headquarters. Silas stopped the van and opened the door so that Jet could get out, then jumped out of the front seat. "Sorry I took so long Rose, I thought someone was following us. Better safe then sorry." he gave her a kiss, then went inside.

Jet had been looking around the base as rose talk, when she asked his name he turned back to look at her. "Jet, I'm Jet."he said quietly, then returned to looking around the base. He had to admit, the ominous aura he had felt had division seemed to be lacking here, he almost felt...comfortable. " I can pick any open room upstairs right?" he asked looking down the hall at the stairs.

Jet followed Rose up the stairs he looked around at his new home No I should be fine.he said. Then saw the room he wanted down the hall.

Rosalie awoke early in the morning, she had fallen asleep on the couch. She noticed on the computers were warning messages, so she jumped up and looked at what it said. Division was on another mission. 'They're starting rather early today' Rose said to herself, then ran upstairs. "Guys, I know it's early, but emergency! Division's on a mission, and the computers say it's an important one!" She yelled, knocking on each door.

As Runaway members ran about in their rooms, Rosalie went down to the computers to try and find the location. Three minutes, and she had it. She knew exactly where they were. "Alright guys," She called, "Let's start moving. Silas, go start the van. Everyone else, get dressed as quickly as possible, grab your weapons, and go into the van. We've got four minutes!" She went outside and got into the passenger seat of the vehicle.

With a smile Corsair pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the old woman. Frightened she threw her money at him hoping to pacify his intentions. He took note where the money had fallen and chuckled quietly. Squeezing the trigger the old woman fell to the floor with a bullet lodged into her "T box" also known as in between her eyes. The teens and children screamed then they all cowardly laid on the floor.
Corsair raised one hand and an agent came rushing in to capture the survivors of the boutique.
He walked out the small store with a smile on his face. A man came running toward him and the store. Raising his pistol he shot the man aiming for the "T box" again, though with the man moving so face he missed his initial mark and shot the man in the left eye. The man fell to his knees his hand pressed against his eye. Corsair couldn't explain it but the sight of blood seeping through the mans fingers gave him a sense of comfort.
Corsair continued to cross the street and into the post office which stood next to a small diner. He fired the last four shots in his pistol at the four biggest men he seen in the building with out fail they to hit the ground dead.
Behind him he heard the outside reacting to his chaos. Police now reacted and shot fired back and forth between agents and the local police. He on the other hand continued to kill off those in the post office.
His pistol was now useless being that it would take to long to reload it. Pulling out his knife he rushed toward the next man he seen. The man put up his fists ready to fight. What the man didn't know was that the way his arms were positioned left open his rib cage. Smirking to himself Corsair sent out a quick jab with his weapon in between two ribs of the man puncturing the mans lungs.
Foot steps followed behind him, he swiftly turned around with his forearm up. A pocket knife was jammed in his arm. Grabbing the wrist Corsair was ready to kill. He looked at the girl who was attached to this wrist and smiled. Quickly forcing her wrist backwards he listened for the snap that came right after. Corsair tossed the girl aside and checked around the room seeing if any men were left in the post office. There was not.
All the women huddled close to each other in the far back right corner.
Content he made walked out the doors. He once again raised his hand and another agent rushed tot he office.
He looked at the street. All the men and female threats where either dead or held by gun point.
With all the adrenaline coursing through his blood he forgot about his arm. The SUV pulled to the corner of the street, Corsair was told to get in the SUV and wait for his back up, they were heading to the next main street in this god-forsaken town.
He personally felt excitement rising as he thought about it.

Some Runaway members left the van to tend to the wounded people the police weren't tending to, and started fighting with some Division agents there. Rose found Corsair and jumped him, putting a gun to his head. "Hello, Corsair." She said smirking.