Epping Metro Bombing (Open, MT)

[Malgrave]

Safehouse - Leeds - Outskirts of Epping - United Kingdom of Malgrave

Agent McKay just ignored the Conslokian Journalist, she had hated that someone had attempted to get inside her head whilst she was not on-guard, although she sighed when she heard the foreign journalist call for an AK-74 Assault Riffle.

"The Malgravean Military no-longer uses such simple weaponry like the AK-74. We adopted them out of service several decades ago when we replaced them with the Zastava M21. So i'll assume you'll wish to carry that weapon instead" Agent McKay said taking the Zastava from it's holding alongside several

Agent McKay then got out her mobile phone, pressing several buttons on the smart phone to show a smaller version of the system analysing Special Agent David that had been on the TV moments before.

"Helena's systems have stabilized for now which is a good sign" Agent McKay said pulling out her keys and heading inside her government vehicle, clicking her seatbelt in and starting the car she sent the most recent locational data for Helena into the car's GPS system.

"The latest locational information show's that Helena is currently in the new city of Sheffield. Most likely receiving medical attention from a clinic she uses in such occasions." McKay said as the car began to drive towards Sheffield.

[Conslokia]

Scott, bolted out of his feverish sleep as the bus came to screeching halt. The engineer next to him was shaking, whether from fear or excitement he couldn't tell, but something had gotten under his skin. As the special forces agents clambered aboard the bus, the engineer bolted for the door. Both of the special forces agents followed to chase him, and as they ran they looked vaguely like chickens. "I love chickens," Scott thought to himself, "They're so pretty. It's sad that we have to kill them, but they're delicious, so its okay." (OOC: That last bit was Scott's delirium) All of a sudden Scott snapped back into reality. "Gotta focus." He muttered to himself as he clambered off of the bus. "You can rest when you're done." Off in the distance Westley was running from the agents, seeing as they were distracted, Scott ran over to the man hole and attempted to open it. "Dammit!" He swore under his breath. "How the hell am I going to open this!?!" Scott sat in contemplation for a few moments as his delirium attempted to gain control. Then, it hit him. Fumbling around his pockets, Scott whipped out his press pass and slid it under the man hole. After a few tries he managed to slid it up to the point where he could pull it off with his hands. Over in the distance he heard Westley addressing the special forces as "Ocifer". "He thinks that they're cops." Scott thought to himself as he climbed down the manhole. "I wish they were only cops." As Scott reached the bottom he pulled out the map that the engineer had given him. It was a straight shot to the embassy. He was home free if he could make it there. But the "if" was a very big "if."
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"You gotta be kidding me!" Scott proclaimed when the disliked Special Agent told him that they didn't have AK74s. "AK74's are amazing! Those things never jam!" Grudgingly Jack took the Malgravean weapon and headed out to the vehicle. "Perhaps now would be a good time to tell you that I've never seen combat." He mentioned as he hopped in the car. "I know how to load, unload, and fire a weapon, but I was a paper pusher in the army."

[Malgrave]

Epping-Sheffield Motorway - Midland Regions - United Kingdom of Malgrave

Agent McKay nearly laughed when she heard the Conslokian Journalist complain about the armoury lacking the AK-74 and his assumptions about it's excellence as a weapon.

"The Ak-74 is a reliable weapon however it lacks in even the most basic accuracy and technology needed for modern combat such as joint long and short range engagements. The M21 was designed on the basis of the AK-74. It took the reliability of the AK-74 and combined it with Malgravean technology" McKay stated.

McKay's urge to laugh however changed when she heard that Jack had received no combat experience during his time in the armed forces and did not even serve in the combat ready regiments.

"I'm guessing you served in the war journalist sector of your armed forces during your two year conscription. It seems that you will receive your baptism of fire today. Let's see how good the training camp of the Conslokian Military was in teaching your soldiers how to aim right?" McKay stated.

The car spent a mere five minutes on the system of roads leading towards the newly constructed Epping-Sheffield Motorway, as the car joined the motorway network McKay activated her vehicles flashing lights, indicating for all other cars on the road system to move out the way as McKay accelerated beyond the legal speed of 160 kph (100 mph).

"I'll deactivate the lights once we leave the motorway network. We only need this current burst of speed until we reach Sheffield." McKay said as the car drove on.

Embassy Road - Epping - United Kingdom of Malgrave

Sergeant Rodgers sighed at his command post. While he was stuck guarding various diplomat's from unlikely terrorist threats his fellow SAS soldiers were out in full combat action against the MPP, or at least manning outposts in area's more prone to combat action. Getting up from his chair he lazily ordered for the nearby bus to stop for a check. Minutes after the battle in Firth they had received the description of a Conslokian male that had been working for the MPP.

Sergeant Rodgers climbed on the boss with a Private he had picked at random, the men lazily checked the bus. They saw no reason why the suspect would travel right into the centre of a secure network. When the Private suddenly turned around and exclaimed that he had found the Foreign Agent. The Soldiers ran towards the Conslokian Agent who arrogantly jumped over the hood of a parked card belonging to the Special Investigative Service, Sergeant Rodgers easily followed him with his supreme fitness closing in on the target who stopped running as soon as Rodgers pulled out his Service Pistol.

"Malgravean Special Forces. Put your hands in the air" Rodgers shouted as he signalled for the Private to check the Conslokian Agent only to hear the Private's shocked reaction moments later

"He's not the Conslokian Agent Sir" The Private responded. Sergeant Rodgers made his own way turning the unknown man around to face him. As the Sergeant turned to deal with other matters the apparent drunk man fell onto him rambling on in a pointless matter.

"Take him away Private. I don't care how long it takes just take him anywhere" Rodgers shouted ordering the Private to take him to the near SIS Vehicle.

[Conslokia]

Scott had no idea what he was doing. He couldn't really feel his legs and as he stumbled through the dark he wished that he had a light. "Keep going until you hear traffic." He kept repeating in his mind. Right now his thoughts were like a pot with a hole in it, in and out. He had repeated that phrase so many times that he scarcely remembered what it meant. Finally, as he stumbled along he heard traffic and saw a beam of light ahead. Going over to the light he climbed out of what looked like a gutter and on to the busy street. The light and the noises of the street were overwhelming and Scott had to close his eyes to keep from passing out right then and there. When the spinning finally stopped, Scott looked around for the embassy, but it was no where to be found. Pulling out the map, Scott attempted to locate it. But as he looked down the words swam together in his vision. All he could make out was a big blotch that said embassy. Scott stopped a man passing by. "Excuse me," He said in a feverish voice, "Do you know where the embassy is?" The man stepped back in repulsion at the man drenched in sewer water.
"Look buddy, I don't want any trouble." The man said as he tried to walk away. Scott grabbed the man's arm.
"Tell me where the embassy is!" He shouted. The entire street seemed to stop as everyone turned to look at them.
"Its right there!" The man said nervously as he broke Scott's hold. "Now leave me alone!" Scott attempted to thank the man, but it came out more like gibberish. Turning to face the embassy, Scott set off with a determined stride. The Conslokian embassy was a white marble building with thick oak doors out front. The building was short and squat and as Scott approached the security stopped him. "I'm Conslokian!" Scott shouted as he waved around his I.D. "I need to talk to someone, I have something very important!" Pushing past the guards and into the embassy Scott stopped the nearest woman. "Where is the ambassador?" Scott asked feverishly as his vision became dark around the edges.
"He's in a meeting." The woman responded with disgust, "What do you need to tell him." But Scott was already gone. Running down the hallway, Scott knew that he had just moments before security would stop him. Turning the corner he spied a set of doors labeled "Meeting room." Scott raced down the hallway as security followed in hot pursuit. Bursting down the doors, Scott entered into the room where the ambassador was having lunch with a Malgravean diplomat. "Exuse me!" Scott shouted, although he didn't intend to, "I need to show you something." Whipping out his phone he pressed play on the video and handed it to the very surprised Conslokian ambassador who was not used to sewer soaked reporters interrupting his lunch. Scott heard the ambassador and the diplomat gasp as they watched the video. But as for Scott, he was laying down on the floor to sleep. It was time to rest.

[Malgrave]

OCC: Nikola Tesla managed to obtain a vile of alien blood whilst walking in Malgrave. When he inspected the blood he found that it had remarkable qualities. Although not a talented biologist he managed to extract certain parts from the blood and injected it into his blood stream. Currently no-ones knows how long his life is going to be. He's not aged since he was 28, so he still looks the same.

Diplomatic Room - Conslokian Embassy - Diplomatic Quarter - Epping - United Kingdom of Malgrave

Alan Jones. Foreign Affairs minister for the Malgravean Government was discussing the details of Malgravean Environmental Regulation when the Unknown and Semi-Delirious man came charging through the door, stinking to high heaven and covered in what appeared to be waste from the Malgravean Sewage system. As Alan took the phone from the unknown man he analysed the footage as pure shock and disgust ran over his body.

"What fabrication do you think this is? A crazed man appears in the room covered in what appears to be the contents of the entire Malgravean Sewer system them display's some blurred footage involving these horrific crimes against humanity, even when considering that the United Kingdom is one of the worlds leading countries on human right and political freedoms." Alan Jones said seemingly to no-one considering that the man that had given the evidence had long but fainted on the floor.

Alan continued pacing against the room, he was in utter shock at what he had witnessed. Such crimes had not been allowed under the Malgravean Constitution for well over 400 years.

"I can't believe what I have just witnessed on that mobile phone. The Malgravean Military had not undertaken such activities for centuries. It's been illegal under the constitution for around 400 years. I have to make a phone call" Alan said calling a number into the phone.

"This is Alan Green. I have a Priority 1 Emergency. Awaken Thomas Plume and inform him of the information I'm currently sending to your location. It's time to release Tesla" Alan stated ending the call and placing the phone back into his pocket, he turned to the Conslokian Ambassador once again.

"I've awakened the Prime Minister. Once he is given the information regarding this little incident he will arrive as soon as possible. I assure you that the Malgravean Government will launch a full investigation into this crisis. Our Special Investigative Service has been investigating recent reports about corruption in the SAS. The two events might have something in common" Alan stated his only next though was to drink the strong alcoholic beverage he poured himself just before the Unknown Man had arrived.

Prime Minister's HQ - Government Sector - Epping - United Kingdom of Malgrave

Prime Minister Thomas Plume had been awakened from the brief series of power-naps he took during the afternoon and given the information on the situation in the Conslokian Embassy, however the time had come for him to cease being Thomas Plume and be himself again. Thomas was ready in under 10 minutes and quickly head to his personal limo transport. The convoy sped off to the Conslokian Embassy, the Diplomatic Quarter being close to the Government Quarter meant it would be a short journey but the convoy still activated it's emergency lights and kept above the speed limit.

Thomas Plume took the time to read some intelligence files on the nation and Conslokian ambassador (Please provide some details). The car pulled up and the door was opened by the driver. The Malgravean Prime Minister strove through the Conslokian Security before entering the Meeting room slightly wincing at the sight of such a dirty individual.

"Prime Minister Thomas Plume or as I'd prefer Prime Minister Nikola Tesla. Proud leader of the Malgravean people and it's oldest citizen, although I thank my appearance to the wonders of Malgravean Science. I've seen the video footage that the was downloaded onto the mobile phone by that man currently lying on the floor. I must say it was truly disturbing" Tesla said shaking the shocked ambassador's face.

[Conslokia]

OOC: The federation of Conslokia is only a couple generations old. It was forged out of a civil war that lasted more than 15 years. The two factions were fighting over ethnic tensions, but after a while the populace (sick with war) rose up and ejected both groups. Now the federation is heavily based on the arts and are famous for their gigantic air force and literary works. The ambassador is only the original ambassador's aide because the original ambassador is still missing after the bombing (morre about that later) and so he is fairly ineexperienced.
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Scott moaned as the security guard coaxed him back into consiousness. "What do you want?" Scott asked, his voice full of fatigue. "We need to know more about what happened the man asked gently. As Scott's vision came into focus he realized that it wasn't a security guard but a stranger with an odd haircut. "I got the video from a kid. I'm A reporter" Scott said as he waved his press pass around, "But the story got too hot. My partner Jack led the special forces away while I escaped down the sewers, then I met an engineer who helped me get past the roadblock. Oh god! Jack's probably dead!"
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"You see my dear Mckay," Jack said as they pulled up to the dirty hospital building, "The AK74 has an appeal that Conslokian's can appreciate that I doubt your guns can say about themselves... they're cheap." Jack shut the door of the vehicle as he walked up to the revolving door and pushed his way through. The inside of the hospital was fairly well lit and the smooth linoleum squeeked under his feet as he walked up and asked the young lady at the front desk where David was.
"Room304" she said lazily, barely looking up from her magazine. After thanking the woman, Jack headed for the elavator and pressed the button for floor 3. "So what's your story Mckay?" Jack asked as the elevator ascended "How are humorless special agents like you made thses days"?

[Malgrave]

Diplomatic Room - Conslokian Embassy - Diplomatic Quarter - Epping - United Kingdom of Malgrave

Nikola Tesla poked the unknown male with the nearest umbrella he could find to wake him, as the man had seemed to have crawled through the sewer system of Epping he did not wish to touch him due to the danger of catching a disease.

"We need to have more knowledge of this video tape. Can you provide us with such intelligence" Tesla asked analysing and ingesting the response from the Conslokian who had now been identified as a Journalist. Tesla walked towards Alan Jones in the corner, removing his PDA and entering a few codes on the touch screen before turning back towards the Conslokian Journalist.

"We've got no reports of any Journalists from Conslokia or any other country being killed or being involved in any accident across the country. Although we can investigate with the Special Investigative Service to see if they have any reports of Conslokian Journalists in the area of question. Tesla stated pacing further up and down the room, he was partly shocked by the statement that the Special Services could of been involved in the incident at all.

Clinic - Sheffield - Northern Sector - United Kingdom of Malgrave

McKay cringed as the Conslokian Journalist called her dear, as the parked near the newly constructed clinic. "The United Kingdom of Malgrave does not maintain a large armed forces, so it can afford to give each of it's soldiers the latest weaponry and equipment" McKay stated as she moved towards the lazy receptionist

"Agent McKay. I'm here to see Special Agent David" Mckay stated, the receptionist did not bother to look up from her magazine simply stating the room number without looking up. Agent McKay slowly made her way to the elevator sighing when Jack leapt towards the button and pressed the button for the third floor.

"Humourless special agents? I don't quite understand what you mean and i'm not a special agent yet. I was transferred from the Special Forces into the Special Investigative Service around a year ago. The rest of the information is classified." McKay stated as she moved into the elevator and it climbed to the third floor.

Sheffield - Northern Sector - United Kingdom of Malgrave

Commander Jones sat in the restaurant that had been converted into a temporary command centre for Special Forces Operations in the area. The Commander had received a recent tip off that Special Agent David had fled to this Clinic with the Unknown Foreign Agent. Commander Jones had set-up basic barricade that would not disturb the civilians of Sheffield. Patrol Car's belonging to the Special Forces would patrol with the Regional Police force who would set-up checkpoints on all roads leading around the clinic.

Sergeant Green walked towards the Commander, fresh from recently having survived the booby-trapped warehouse with most of his men intact.

"Commander Jones. Local Law Enforcement has reported back to me that the checkpoints have been set-up. They've got 1 Special Forces member per vehicular patrol and checkpoint. We've also stationed a quick response team of 5 men ready to assist if any checkpoint is under assault." Green said saluting the Commander

"Good Job Sergeant. Troops are ordered to try and keep the suspects alive however if they have no-option left they have permission to engage and terminate the targets" Commander Jones said drinking a glass of orange juice

[Conslokia]

"Why is that not assuring?" Scott muttered to himself, "Because I'm sure that if the special forces had killed my friend they would have filed a detailed report! Can someone get me to a hospital? I think I'm going to pass ou--" Scott said right before his head hit the floor.
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"Wait a second Mckay," Jack said as he passed a window. Outside the police were setting up roadblocks as the sun set in a haze. "Looks like we haven't missed the party after all." Heading down the hallway, Jack spotted the room number. Jack jogged ahead and turned the corner into the hospital room while Mckay sat at the window analyzing the roadblock. "Hey Helena, no need to worry, the intrepid reporter is here with his two biggest weapons, modesty... and then there's the gun. We wer--" Jack was cut off by a fist smashing into his face like a hammer. Jack's head slammed back against the stone and rebounded into another blow from the mysterious assailant. Jack tried to raise his weapon at the woman who was beating him senseless but she tore it out of his hands before he could do anything. Then she brought her knee up to meet Jack's face. "Remember basic!" Jack thought furiously as he did a military roll to the side. The mysterious woman's hand landed just next to where Jacks jugular would have been, but the act of slamming her fist into the wall didn't seem to slow her down at all seeing as she proceeded to pick up an end table and hurl it at Jack. Jack managed to dive out of the way of the table, just as Mckay ran into the room. The mysterious woman whipped her head around to meet Mckay's fist as she stumbled back. Then, Jack had an idea. Crawling over behind the mysterious woman's knees he planted himself on all fours, he had learned this one in highschool. The mysterious woman was doing surprisingly well against Mckay, but as Mckay snuck in an uppercut the mysterious woman stumbled back and into Jack. The woman tumbled over Jack and he heard a crack as her skull hit the linoleum. Jack scrambled over and pinned the woman who was currently in a daze. "You ask the questions Mckay. Apparently I'm only good as a punching bag."

[Malgrave]

Clinic - Sheffield - Northern Sector - United Kingdom of Malgrave

McKay continued down the long hallway, checking for clinic security and personal that could stop her from reaching the Clinic Room. Analysing rooms again for signs of a trap by terrorists or the special forces.

"Of course. I noted the increased security patrols. I also noticed a Special Forces soldier in each of the vehicles, looks like they are beefing up security in area" McKay stated, she decided to give further analysis to the checkpoints organized bellow before she noticed the distinct sound of Jack being tackled to the ground and sprinted off to his rescue.

McKay was shocked for a moment at the sight of the Unknown Female but quickly regained her composure when she spotted the unknown female had changed into a fighting stance against her, the two females fought for several minutes. The female she was fighting against was highly talented and McKay praised her good fortune when she managed to get a good blow in that sent the agent tumbling to the ground.

"Agent McKay. Special Investigative Service. I hope you have a good reason for assaulting a Malgravean Agent" McKay shouted as she turned her attention to Helena who spoke first

"What are you doing? This is Allison an agent for the Metanih Government, she helped me from escape from Malgrave. While Commander Jones of the Special Forces attempted to kill me" a confused Helena stated to an even more confused Sara who turned to the Agent and lifted her from the ground.

"I apologize. You do have some fabulous fighting techniques. We've got checkpoints established on the roads leading with the clinic and increased police patrols in the area. Special Forces are also present. 1 per vehicle and checkpoint and it's usual procedure to have 5 awaiting nearby in case they are needed in emergency. I did notice a minor alleyway with a maintenance tunnel going to the metro system was unguarded." Agent McKay said embarrassed about the entire incident and possibly injuring the friendly agent.

[Conslokia]

"Wow Jack, that was really creative of you to think of table topping that woman! Are you okay?" Jack muttered to himself as he released the agent from the pin, "No, don't worry about me, I only had my face beaten in by a psychopathic Metanihhnian." Jack limped over to David while the other two stroked each other's egos. She seemed to be alright, if not a little agitated, and her wound didn't look like fun, but not fatal. Jack hadn't really managed to get a good look at the room but not that he saw it he could tell that the equipment was state of the art. "Jesus!" he exclaimed as he looked at the medical gear, "they could treat an army in this room alone!" He wasn't really listening to the agent's chatter until Helena mentioned the name Jones. "Oh my god! Jones?" Jack exclaimed cutting in, "The Jones? The stark raving mad killer of innocent people Jones? Oh man! You wouldn't happen to have a spare teleporter on you, would you?"

[Metanih]

Allison's head hurt, but she had suffered worse in the past. "Idiot Conslokians..." she muttered, getting up. They always assume THEY are doing the most important thing around and all they really do is get in the way. They don't examine a situation before entering, they just run in guns blazing, until someone stops them.

That was hardly important however, because apparently the "Jones" guy had placed blockades all around and it could begin sucking fast. She didn't want a firefight in the hospital, so it was lucky that Helena was making a recovery quickly. She glanced out the window, paranoid that SAS would be following. They weren't there, yet though.

[Malgrave]

occ: I'll post once my internet speeds up.

[Conslokia]

"So what's the deal?" Jack asked as he glanced out the window, "Are we gonna try to make a break for it or shoot them down in the hospital? We can't stay here too long though. Jones would have absolutely no qualms over burning down this hospital with everyone in it just to get to us." Just then, a couple of vans pulled up and a few SWAT squads entered the building. "Oh boy!" Jack muttered as he took a position in the hallway, "I'm gonna have a hell of a story to write."

[Malgrave]

Temporary SAS Command Centre- Sheffield - Northern Sector - United Kingdom of Malgrave

Commander Jones drank his orange juice whilst reading the latest copy of the Malgravean Times. All newspapers were covering the Epping Metro bombing and several others including the Malgravean Times (one of the most read papers) were running a special piece of the recent increased activity in terrorist cells, he flicked through an article on how it could effect peace-talks with the MCP and skipped to section about him. Special Forces under attack by Fascist Militia and SAS 3 - MCP - 0 were among some of the headlines, the media accepting the reports given to them by the SAS.

Commander Jones then read over his final plans to kill the troubled agents and the Conslokian Journalist inside. Storming the clinic or setting it ablaze was out of the question due to the political nature of the city. It was constructed to be a safe-haven for people not wishing to live in dangerous villages like Firth so storming buildings and setting them on fire was completely out of the question. Instead he just had to wait for them to attempt to escape the Clinic and catch them in the net he had set-up. Jones finished he coffee sighing as it began to rain quite heavily.

Clinic - Sheffield - Northern Sector - United Kingdom of Malgrave

McKay had relaxed a lot since her semi-crazed state she had been in since she saw Helena's erratic health statistics on the computer on the safe-house, unlike most people the brief combat had helped calm her nerves, although she still did not get most of the 'jokes' that the Conslokian Journalist was shouting everywhere obviously still slightly worried about the entire situation.

"The Malgravean budget is focused on healthcare, education, scientific development and the promotion of private enterprise with the protection of the environment and related technologies. You combine a heavy interested in the healthcare of your citizens with an efficient educational system and add an extreme interest in the progress of science alongside the needed funds and this is what you create, currently Malgrave has some of the words best medical equipment, although this is just a clinic used to dealing with minor injuries so this is off a lower standard then you'll expect in the hospital's" McKay said finally content enough with rubbing in the countries scientific advancements in front of the Journalist.

Helena re-positioned herself in her hospital bed, using the touch screen computer on the side to slide into a position that was easier for talking to the assembled 'guests' in the room.

"Commander Jones won't try anything stupid. Jones might of murdered those people in Firth but he's a high ranking soldier and he knows that he can't burn down a clinic in one of the Prime Minister's favourite cities and get away without a heavy investigation into the matter that would leave several gaps open.

Malgravean Science has not provided us with that such technology. If you see President Tesla I would not tell him anything about such technology, he might try and invent it and we don't want our Prime Minister working away for several weeks. The same thing happened when he invented radio over 100 years ago and that nearly cost him the election" Helena said quickly covering her mouth as she had given away Tesla's true age.

McKay simply sighed and gave out a short but nervous laugh before making a short walk beside Helena making nervous curls in her hair laughing nervously one more time before picking up the courage to speak.

"Do you know how worried I was. I was watching your vital's on the screen at the safe-house. You rea.." McKay stopped for a brief second looking around before completely changing the subject.

"We need to leave now Helena. Your in a fit enough condition to leave under your own power. I've made some brief notes on several routes we can take to escape this facility on my smart phone." McKay paused directed this part of the conversation to the entire group. "You need to memorize the route" She said showing phone to the people in the room.

Conslokian Embassy - Diplomatic Quarter - Epping - United Kingdom of Malgrave

"A corpse does not go unnoticed in Malgrave, although I suppose they could of destroyed the body, however I don't think that is possible due to some information my Special Investigate Agents found out whilst investigating the death of 3 police officers in the village you claim to have last see your Conslokian friend.

Forensic's identified the bullets and further evidence as belonging to two Special Agents of the Malgravean Special Investigative Service. We managed to find Special Agent Aschen one of the agent's who said that the other Special Agent. Special Agent Helena David had intercepted three people trying to kidnap an unknown male and had shot them dead. A sketch artist managed to confirm that the unknown male was your fellow Conslokian reporter, we even have footage from the Agent's onboard camera." Nikola stated still frantically pacing around the room like a caged animal, so much so that he did not notice that fact that the Conslokian had fainted to the floor several seconds into his ramble.

occ: Messed up sleep schedule amrite? You also need to RP some medical guys arriving from the main hospital in Malgrave. It's called 'General Oskar Hospita' It's the largest and most advanced medical facility in the entire country and it's staff are some of the most highly trained in the world. I was also wondering what the next course of action for you diplomat would be.

[Metanih]

While Allison waited for Helena to get up and leave, she listened to McKay's story about the wonders of Malgrave.

"Metanih's main concern is by far, the environment. After that we care about education and police types. Our military is small and efficient. In the past before our allies demanded we end it our spies could win most wars for us." Allison glares pointedly at the Conslokian. "WE also have a space weapons program and some of the very best snipers in the world."

Allison the saw that Helena was prepared to leave. "You can lead McKay" She checked the ammunition in her pistol and checked her bag for all her other supplies. The sniper rifle was in its many pieces. "You think we will need a sniper?" she asked, showing the others her rifle. She was likely bragging, but didn't really care.

[Malgrave]

Clinic - Sheffield - Northern Sector - United Kingdom of Malgrave

McKay nodded in agreement to the first part of Allison's description of her home country, hearing some similarities existed between the two countries acted to relax her further and she listened to the rest of her talk before replying.

"Our nation's seem to have something in common though, although Malgrave does not get involved in any sort of outside conflict save from natural disasters and peace-keeping missions our Special Investigative service is focused on taking out terrorist organizations like the MPP and MCP, although I was on the mission that assassinated most of the MCP leadership last year and forced them to the negotiation table. Soon the MPP will suffer the same fate as they will be the lone target" McKay said as she assisted McKay from getting up from the hospital bed, helping her fellow agent stand before she gained her own sense of balance.

Both agents instantly went into gun-nut mode the instant the Metanih agent uncovered her sniper riffle from it's case, looking up and down the agents analysed the riffle in it's individual pieces. McKay then suddenly sprinted out of the room returning several seconds later with a large bag.

"That's one sweet sniper riffle, it's a shame that it won't be of much use to us in these cramped conditions although we might be able to use it some time in the future. For the mean time I managed to get you a Malgravean Assault Riffle to use. I assumed Agent Aschen might be inside so I bought two riffles and a nice belt supply of magazines, although we won't be spraying anytime soon" McKay laughed looking in the direction of the Conslokian Journalist.

Agent McKay looked out of the room again, on the looks on the patients and the staff she could see that Malgravean Units had probably moved into the ground floor to tighten the noose of the expected trap. McKay signalled for the Agent's and the Journalist to follow her moving to the end of the hallway.

"This fireescape shall lead to a system of alleys. We can move our way through this system til will find an opening that will lead to the Sheffield Metro System. Once in the system you should be able to get onto the high-speed train that goes to Epping and visit the Conslokian Embassy." McKay said as she sprinted down the stairs followed by the Agents and the Conslokian Journalist.

Agent McKay guided the team through the complex system of alley's designed for use for the high-percentage of people who travelled by walking and cycling in Malgrave. Guided by her smart phone the team eventually made it's way to the correct Alleyway and spotted the entrance to the Sheffield Metro System. As Mckay began to open her mouth to shout out she spotted something in the corner of her eye, shoving the agents and the Conslokian Journalist to the floor seconds before a Malgravean 6.5mm bullet tore through her shoulder, the impact causing her to spin and fall into cover on the opposite side of the alley. Helena acted instantly attempting to run across the alleyway and tend to her friend but was pulled back, by whoever and what they said did not matter as the entire would seemed to crash around her

"I'll provide covering fire. You need to get Jack to Epping and i'm no good to you in this state" McKay said ignoring her wounds and firing off several rounds that made the shooter hide behind cover.

"Let go off me. I can st.."Helena said her words cut off by McKay

"Jack needs all the protection he can get. Commander Jones is on a warpath. I don't care if you have to be taken away by force, as long as your alive" McKay said her last statement pointed at the Foreign Agent who was the only one in the group strong enough to take Helena away into the Metro System.

Helena was in floods of tears as she was pulled away from the alleyway by the Metanih Agent, as McKay continued to provide firing support. As the rest of team entered into the Metro System. McKay continued firing, as she leaned out of covered she was hit again and as she fell onto the floor she saw the outline of Commander Jones.

"We have some catching up to do Agent McKay" Commander Jones said as he hit her over the head with his service pistol.

Special Forces Command Post - Sheffield - Northern Sector - United Kingdom of Malgrave

Commander Jones nervously paced up and down the Temporary Command Post. He had just initiated one of the final parts of his plan, ordering Special Forces troops to move into the first floor of the Malgravean Clinic under the pretext that the centre was vital to national security. Commander Jones kicked the table before storming out of the restaurant. Jones never trusted anyone in his life and it was not going to change now, he thought to himself as he walked to the Clinic using the system of alleys.

Commander Jones was lost, the system of tunnels like all Malgravean designs was like a maze and many Malgravean citizens used a mobile phone application to navigate them, especially during the night. Reluctantly Commander Jones pulled his military version of the PDA out and began to read, however he was distracted by the sight of Special Agent David and several other people.

The Commander stalked them for a while before he recognized their final destination, they were planning to use the Metro system to get into the High-Speed train network into the Malgravean Capital Epping. Jones held a laugh as he raised he riffle, his sights set on Special Agent David before he noticed Agent McKay "Even better" Jones thought to himself reminding himself of the rumours going around the Special Service about the two agents closeness. Jones squeezed the trigger, as the agent fell to the ground, Jones smiled ready to pick off the rest before being forced to go back into cover when he realized the Agent had ignored her injuries and continued firing her riffle.

Combat lasted for several minutes, Jones nearly calling for back-up via the communication system as he watched the Special Agent David and the rest of the unknown team climb into the opening for the Sheffield Metro System, although he stopped doing this when he managed to get another shot into the shoulder of Agent McKay who fell to the floor.

Walking up the agent he kicked her weapons away into the distance.

"We've got some catching up to do Agent McKay" Commander Jones stated as Mckay fainted. The Commander then called Sergeant Wilson and his team on a private sector of the communications. Minutes later they arrived transporting the Malgravean Agent to a secure vehicle and heading in the direction of Epping.

"We need to visit the 'Special' Interrogation Room. We have some questions to ask of this agent that won't be permitted under Malgravean law" Commander Jones stated, as the vehicle headed towards a converted warehouse purchased by Commander Jones on the outskirts of Epping.