NationStates Jolt Archive

INTRO-A lonely island in the Pacific, the tranquil quite was shatterd by the sounds of ships and ATV's rolled up on the shores of an Island. Rumors have been circulating of something sinister happening. Several people we're reported missing feard dead. Some had already gone to the press telling what happend. Out of the chaos stepped a statley man named Peter Gossard.

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On his suite was a bage with INTERPOL


"Mr. Josata?"

"Mr. Gossard, glad you came."

"What have we got?"

"I'm suspecting murder. Several people told of something happening here. And the island is litterd with shells, and a few abaondond weapons. Not to mention blood, and a burned mansion. We recoverd two bodies from the mansion. Scorched but dental work intact."

"suspects?"

"Still working on that. We have a tape of one victem. Come with me."

In a darkend trailor a video tape played. On it was Brooke Thompson.

Josta spoke "Brooke Thompson, Age 17, she claims she and her father we're coaxed to this island to be apart of some horrorific game or something. We found out that the island is leased to a Mr.Bellemont, we belive he was killed, but as for the other hunters, they haven't been aprehended."

"So let me get this straight, a wealthly man coaxes a group of innocent people to this island in the middle of the ocean, to hunt them. Like hunt dear, hunt rabbits, hunt foxes?"

"That's right. Only this time it appears he wanted to hunt human beings. There was supposed to be a grand prize. Now no one knows exactly who these people are but we have many descriptions."

"Well, if these people have records, chances are we can find them in the criminal database. But this sounds far fetched like something out of a horror flick."

"Yeah, well I've seen plenty of things that appear to be from horror films. We questiond the witness several times, and they all have amazing consistancy in their stories. If they we're lying, they would change often. At least in my experience. Here is the evidence, and here is the witness testimonies."

He was handed a rather thick file. Hours after Hours he poured over them comparing, searching. Taking notes. DNA was extracted, prints we're lifted and the Characteristics we're compared through the massive data base. Finally names popped up. "Got you."

He hit PRINT.


Gossard left the island, no less while it was still being investigated, to give a press confrense.

"For a while this whole situation has been kept quite. Well now is the time to finally reveal what has happend. Several tourists we're lured to an island, in the belife they we're getting a free vacation. In reality they we're walking into a trap. Several people had plotted for a rather sick and twisted game, of cat-and-mouse. These people we're literally hunted as though they we're wild game. From a few wintess description and several crime bases later, and a good deal of evidence, we are ready to release the profile of two known hunters.

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INTERPOL Red Notice
WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE!!!!!


(http://www.interpol.int/Public/ICPO/FactSheets/GI02.pdf)


Name: Maria Santiago

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Race: Latino

Hair: Long and dark

Eyes: Dark brown

Weight: 125 Pounds

Height: 5 feet 6 inches

Very Athletic so body should be well toned. Has a Spanish acent. May be traviling with this man:

Name: Jason Hart

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Race: Caucasian

Height: 5'10

Weight: 185 Lbs

Hair: Short,black, flipped up in the front, no facial hair

Eyes: Blue

Hart is well built, awesome physical condition.

SUSPECTS ARE WANTED FOR CONSPIRACY TO COMITE MURDER

BOTH SUSPECTS WILL HAVE A TREMENDOUS AMOUNT OF MONEY

BOTH SUSPECTS SHOULD BE CONSIDERED ARMED AND EXTREMLY DANGEROUS, APROACH WITH CAUTION

$750,000 Reward for their capture ALIVE

OOC: Jason Hart lives in Ostia, you may want to get in contact with the goverment there. Also they will inform you Hart is ex-JTAF(JointTacticalAssualtForce)-Ostian special forces/black ops/anti terror/

Once you have made contact with the goverment i can start to rp...

go ahead and start

OOC: Your officials should make contact with my goverment...then they can decide how they will handle this situation, if in fact they agree to help or not...Hart won't be an easy man to get...he is extremely dangerous, and most likey VERY well armed.

The phone line rang, there was a click on the other line. "Hello, can you patch me through to the Head Police Agency in Ostia Please. My name? Peter Gossard. Yes, INTERPOL."

FIA(Federal Investigation Agency) Headquarters: Apollo, Ostia

The phone rang in Curtis strongs office, the head of the FIA. He was reveiwing some files then placed his headset on,

"Mr Strong, line two, it's INTERPOL sir..a man by the name of Peater Gossard"

Curtis sighed,

"Ok, thank you Sarah..im taking the call now"

Curtis Strong clicked the button flashing, line two,

"Hello, Curtis Strong, head of the Ostian FIA what,can i do for you Mr.Gossard?"

He waited for a reply from the other end....

Wha-wha-whaaa?? this is back again?

OOC: yeah, Kanami telegramed me telling me he wanted to start this new thread up, i was like COOL :) lol

(OOC: I'm guessing this has somthing to do with that "Hunted" RP, I was wondering cos I missed the chance to RP in it whether there will be any other incarnations of the sport?)

OOC: Kiliviko..inncorrect spelling in sure, but i do not remember the right way has seemed to dissapear...havn't seen him around for a bit..

"Yes Mr. Strong, I'm Peter Gossard I'm with the International Criminal Police Organization, I'm calling regariding a murder suspect likely to be with in your borders. Possibley two suspects."

Reallydrunk']OOC: Kiliviko..inncorrect spelling in sure, but i do not remember the right way has seemed to dissapear...havn't seen him around for a bit..

(OOC: The guy you just mentioned won't be back for a loong time..he's in basic training for the military. He left a couple weeks ago, and he'll return in at least 3 months..I think is how long basic training is..i'm not sure..but not for a while. I'm defenetly joining this!)

(OOC: Ns: (reallydrunk) is this post ok? I wasn't sure if they are still together.)

IC:
Maria sighed as she leaned against the balcony door of her and Jason's bedroom, "Jason, where did you say we were going again? Cause, I'm already packed and dressed comfortably."
Maria said as she recalled Jason's words. The young woman sighed again, pushing a long piece of her hair behind her ear.

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"Yes Mr. Strong, I'm Peter Gossard I'm with the International Criminal Police Organization, I'm calling regariding a murder suspect likely to be with in your borders. Possibley two suspects."

Curtis Strong replyed to Gossard,

"Alright Mr.Gossard, im willing to hear you out..fill me in.."

Strong brought up his criminal data base on the computer in front of him getting ready to search the names given to him..

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Hart residence: Southern Ostia

Jason smiled,

"We are going in town, to that new resteraunt on Dolabella street..Sergio's Place, it's really nice i hear..after that i have to meet with one of my old friends at the dockyards, he called earlier and told me we needed to talk about somthing..he wouldn't discuss it over the phone"

Hart put on the white sport suit jacket over the black silk shirt,

"It's weird, i havn't talked to this guy sence we were in the service togeather like 3 years ago.."

Jason pressed the intercomm that was in every room in the house,

"Jack, could you bring around the Austin Martin V12 please? Maria and i are going into town"

The Butler replyed some where in the house,

"Of course Mr.Hart, immeaditly.."

"Thank you Jack"

Maria smiled at Jason, "That sounds good to me, we haven't been there before. As for this man that wants to talk with you I suggest that you be careful and on your guard. Trust no one and suspect everyone, accept me."
Maria laughed and walked over towards Jason, placing a light kiss upon his lips.

"What I'm about to say may sound farfetched but it's entirely factual. A group of tourists we're lured to an Island, by a wealthy man. These tourists had the idea of vacation, but he had other plans. It was all a sham. In reality he lured them, to watch a game of cat and mouse. He hired several hunters, to literally hunt these people and kill them. And of course there was a big reward. Now I'm going to fax you two suspects we've reached."

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[FAX MESSAGE]

"Make no mistake these people are dangerous, and people have been killed in this game."

Strong received the fax and quickly read it over, he then typed the name "Jason Hart" in on his computer,

"Thats quite err..different..Jason Hart is an Ex-JTAF member, served two years in a maximum sercurity military prison on Haliburton island...he has several medals, trained in afew different forms of martial arts, black ops...the majority of his record dosn't exist...it's classifyed, im head of the FIA and i can't even get it.."

Strong paused,

"Mr.Gossard..what leads you to believe this man has killed people in a game? what evidence do you have against him?..anything that will fly in court?..i will have some one look into this Maria womens file..if what you say is true they will have to be hunted down.."

Curtis Strong waited for a reply...

Maria smiled at Jason, "That sounds good to me, we haven't been there before. As for this man that wants to talk with you I suggest that you be careful and on your guard. Trust no one and suspect everyone, accept me."
Maria laughed and walked over towards Jason, placing a light kiss upon his lips.

Jason grinned then opened his dresser drawer removing a H&K P3000, he then stuck it in a holster under his left arm,

"Of course darling, lets go..jack must have the car ready by now.."

The two walked out of the room and down the large staircase leading towards the main foyer...

"We have descriptions from surving witnesses. We also have shells, nixed weapons, possibly DNA samples. Everything we've been told matches this man, and this woman. And just incase we've put these up around numerous countries, paticullarly the victems home countries. "

Maria smiled as she saw the gun, knowing that her boyfriend was a smart man. She followed him outside to where the car was running and ready to go.

"We have descriptions from surving witnesses. We also have shells, nixed weapons, possibly DNA samples. Everything we've been told matches this man, and this woman. And just incase we've put these up around numerous countries, paticullarly the victems home countries. "

Strong sighed,

"Well, what course of action was INTERPOL thinking of taking?"

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Jason got in the car with Maria and they pulled out of the driveway. The car roared down the narrow street, Jason had a heavy foot and enjoyed the speed of his Austin Martin V12,

"Im gonna make that call to my buddy, Maria stay in the car while i talk to him alright..?"

The two drove through the suberbs and on to town where they reached the dockyards shortly after. Jason drove through the open gate driving past containers towards a wharehouse, he geared down and reduced speed untill they were at a complete stop,

"Ok Maria...i'll be right back, im gonna find out what he wants then we are going to get some of that fine Italian food"

He smiled getting out of the car. Jason walked towards the wharehouse keeping his head straight but glancing around with his eyes making sure it wasn't a set up, he opened the door to the wharehouse and stepped in, in the corner stood a single man in the shadows,

"Ahh, Jason..im glad you could come.."

Hart replyed,

"Yeah Roger..whats this about, i havn't seen or heard of you sence columbia"

The figure chuckled,

"Not alot of people have Jason..not alot of people have..."

The man continued..

"I hear your doing well for yourself these days.."

Jason snapped,

"Alright Roger, cut the small talk..whats this about.."

The man replyed,

"Jason..always one to get to the point, anyways..it seems you have a price on your head, INTERPOL is very interested in somthing you have done in the Pacific..not really your style though.."

Hart replyed,

"Hey, i bailed on that job..the fella i was working for was one sick bastard..hunting people, i took it because i didn't know the details but the pay was high..i thought it was a hit"

"You don't have to explain yourself to me Jason, i will not judge you...but we have come to a minor problem..see..im trying to get this operation going in the Czech republic this month and ..im comming up a little short so...i need you to do somthing for me.."

Jason seemed puzzled,

"Yeah Roger..what is it?"

"Die.." the figure said quietly and made a sudden movement..

Jason pulled his P3000 and dove behind some barrels beside him as shots rang out through the air, a sub machine gun opened fire aswell,

"Shit.."

The barrels were getting riddled with bullets, Jason rolled to the left side seeing a dark figure advancing on his position,

*Boom**Boom**He fired two shots into the mans chest then head..

"Fuck you Roger! im going to kill you you back stabber!"

Jason got up and ran for the door getting shot at by somthing that sounded like an AK-47, the bullets struck all around him, one even grazing his shoulder but luckily he made it outside..

"Maria! CAR!!"

He ran towards the car firing over his shoulder, two men in S.W.A.T gear came out from behind one of the cranes firing MP5's and Hart dove to the ground shooting in their direction forcing them to take cover,

"POP THE TRUNK!" he yelled at Maria while crawling behind the car..

The men in the tactical gear fired at the V12, Jason popped up with a MP-5k firing at them, the bullets he fired hit them in the head and chest dropping his attackers to the ground, sirins were heard in the distance,

"Oh, time to go..."

Jason hopped in the passenger seat and told Maria,

"Get us out of here! take the back...cops will come from the front! go, go , go! once we are out of here relax!!"

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FIA headquarters: Apollo

Curtis Strong told the INTERPOL agent to hold while he received a call on the other line,

"Yes, yes..what is it..."

"Sir, there were shots fired at the docks..we got some dead guys down here who look like they got good funding..sir, they are wearing tactical gear sir and are very well armed..three dead"

Strong replyed,

"Hows this an FIA matter?"

"Uhh..sir, it's military/ FIA equipment sir.."

Strong went back on the other line to Gossard,

"Uhh, Mr.Gossard..i have somthnig to attend to, i imagine i will be seeing you soon? let me know.."

Maria nodded as Jason got out of the car and the woman leaned back as he shut the door. After a few moments of silence, Maria heard a firing of many gun shots.
"What the fuck?"
Maria said as she saw Jason come out of the building.
"Pop the trunk!"
She heard him yell as she dove towards the driver's seat and pulled the lever to the trunk lid. It clicked open as she heard more gun shots and Maria got in the driver's seat. Before Jason got in the car was already roaring to life and she watched with a calm expression as he got in. After he commanded her to speed off, Maria pushed on the gas and the car was off. She could still some firing however she got the car to 90 miles per hour before she looked at Jason for a split second, "I told you not to trust anyone and to suspect everyone."
She moved around the bend in the road, the tires squilling as the miles per hour went up to 96. The streets and houses were a bler as they sped past.

"Well we hunt them down, arrest them, test them, and if it comes back good, then we tri these people. Likely in Internatioal Court."

He heard noise of chatter sounded urgent, and the line clicked.

"All right I want every tv, radio, telephone pole, rec center, to broadcast these APB's we have on these people. Let's give them no place to hide people!"

News programs flashed with the APB's and radio talk was picking up on it.

(assume you would turn on the radio or something)

D.J.: "And that was CrystalSphere's Fire Fox. Turning over to news right now INTERPOL has put out APB's on a few peopl, who are belive to be apart of something known as The Hunt. Apparently it was a consipracy to commite mass murder on a deserted island somewhere. INTERPOL is searching for a Jason Hart and Maria Maria Santiago. Hart is a 24 year old white male, in excllent physicall condition, he's about 5'10 185 lbs, blue eyes, short black hair, and clean shaven. Though INTERPOL does warn he may try to alter his appearance. Santiago is a 25 year old Hispanic Female, long dark hair, dark brown eyes. She's about 5'6 125 lbs. She's also in good shape and she'll likely be talking in a Spanish accent. Now both suspect will have a tremendous ammount of money, likely rather flashey, and both should be considered armed and extremly dangerous, so becareful. $750,000 reward if they are captured alive, if you capture them dead it's $15,000, if you have information that leads to them you can get a $20,000 reward.

And now we will return to our music, with OuterCircle.

Jason looked at her with a shocked face like he could not believe what just happened back there,

"Uhh, what do you say we order tonight Maria?"

He grinned, he all of a sudden turned up the radio to hear the broadcast loud and clear, when it ended he said quietly...

"Holy shit..INTERPOL's involved now, we uhh,SHIT"

He punched the dashboard of the car,

"We go to the cabin.. on Celia island..some one in the neibourhood will rat us out first, so they go to the house, and ..we are not there..ok lets go!!..faster baby.."

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FIA headquarters:

replyed just before he left,

"We'll be expecting you, i think our people might have somthing right now..see you soon"

**Click**

In his office, Peter was talking to a slender blond woman. She was dressed in Army fatigues, with a pistol at her side.

"They say you're the best."

"I always find my targets. But I'm only as good as what intel I'm provided. I may have tracked a pupet leader in Princstable, but I still found him. Even though he was a puppet. I'm skilled. If you want a kill I'll give you a kill, if you want a capture I'll give you a capture."

"I seldom work with mercinaries, but seeing as you've been hired by the Government, I guess I can trust you. Look over this file. Everything that's happend, these people need to be hunted down. If they go on the lamb across the world, we are going to need a good hunter. Fight fire with fire. Now they are wanted dead or alive. I would perfer alive. I also would perfer to keep working the FIA. You are an aid, if needed you may be the one to corner, but it's likely to come down to a SWAT operation."

"What ever floats your boat Mr. Gossard. I'll do what you want."

"Good. We're leaving for Ostia tonight."

Curtis Strong and other FIA agents arrived at the scene where Apollo PD were brushed aside and the Agency took over the investigation,

"Agent Strong, we have multiple shells scattered all over the place..H&K was the preferd weapon by the escaping party..the shooter had skills.."

Strong walked over to where the two dead men in tactical gear lay riddled with bullets,

"Jesus christ..it's not easy to get a kill unless you know what your shooting for on these guys, we got an ID?"

The female agent sighed,

"Well sir, thats the thing..this here is Charles stratford, KIA in columbia 4 years ago..this is Ralph Brown..KIA in South Africa 6 years ago..Mr.Strong these men no longer exist.."

Curtis blinked his eyes and simply replyed,

"What?"

After surveying the rest of the scene Strong knew this was a goverment operation but it could not be linked to any one in office, who ever it was who set this up didn't mean for it to go down like it did...these men were professionals and were killed so easliy? it didn't fit,

"karen..get these stiffs out of here and i want the full report on my desk by 6.."

"Yes Mr.Strong"

"Well," Maria said after the radio broadcast played, "I guess we can't pay Jack off, oh well."
She sped up the car, it going 100 miles an hour, then 105.

"Well," Maria said after the radio broadcast played, "I guess we can't pay Jack off, oh well."
She sped up the car, it going 100 miles an hour, then 105.

Jason laughed,

"Im calling Jack right now, telling him to do what he was instructed when we gave him the job...all the bills and files and all illegal items at the house go..bye bye.."

Jason called the Butler and told him to burn all the documents in the basement where large stove was placed in case the situation ever got really bad, the butler confirmed he was doing the task immeaditly,

"And Mr.Hart sir..i will be expecting your call for future employment"

"Of course Jack, take it easy man.."

"Yes of course sir, you too.."

"I think we need to slow down," Maria said as they aproached much gravel in the road. Maria slowly put on the brakes, slowing the car expertly.
"I think we're far enough away from them," Maria said, "Do you think we need to ditch this car? They said that we'd be flashy, or something like that."

On the plain, the blond woman played about with her gun mag. loading and unloading it. Their security clearance got them on the plane weapons and all.

"So Gossard," She said "Have you ever been in the field, or are you just a pencil pusher?"

"Of course I hav been in the field. I was Assitant Director of the FBI, then I became incharge of the Secret Service. When Prime Minister Romeny took office, she asked me to head INTERPOL, so I am."

"So now your chasing down international criminals."

"Like sick bastards that hunt human beings, yes."

"Any other suspects in this?"

"No most are dead, or otherwise unknown. Hart and Santiago are the only two we know thus far. Bellmont was murdered on the Island before all of the surviving victems got off."

"So becuase this took place on some random islands INTERPOL took the tab?"

"It's either that, or these people get away with murder."

Jason replyed to Maria,

"No we keep the car, it's clean..take this next left"

The car turned down a long dirt road and drove into the lush green forest. After about a half hour of driving they came to a large wooden house shaped like an A on the beach with a garrage attached to it,

"We are here...pull the car in the garage Maria.."

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Ostian Airspace

This is Apollo air control, please state your Nation and cargo, over

An F-22 Raptor came in beside the aircraft from Kanami flying right along beside it, another dropped in from higher....

"This is a Blue Wings airline, from Kanami destined for Ostia Int. Airport. Cargo is stadard luggage, and passangers."

The co-pilot turned. "Why would they intercept?"

"Here's why, our IFF is malfunctioning. This is the captain, be advised our IFF is malfunctioning, it should read Nutural Airtravel, but it may read otherwise."

The F22 Pilot in command replyed,

Roger that, your ETA to the airport is 5 minutes..welcome to Ostia

The Pilot manourvered his plane sideways as did the other one on the opposite side then they broke off contact. Then another message came over the comms,

This Is Apollo international tower, you have been called ahead, clearance to land runway three, over

"Roger that."

The plane landed smoothly, and docked at the gate.

Gossard and the Agent stepped off. He showed his INTERPOL Badge to security, who we're curious about their guns.

The airport sercurity at Apollo international did not question the Agents but let them pass through, all they had to say after the badges were flashed was,

"Welcome to Ostia, please proceed"

In the foyer near where the agents passed through there were two FIA agents in black suits with sun glasses,

"INTERPOL? Mr.Gossard?" one of them asked.....

"That's me."

Maria followed Jason's instructions, pulling the car in to the place and getting out.
"Good thing we packed," Maria said as she eyed Jason questioningly, "Did you? I know I did, I told you to, did you? I just had a feeling the shit was going to hit the fan."

Jason grinned,

"Naw, but i got stuff in here..."

He walked up and unlocked the door allowing them to pass through. Inside the beachhouse was very nice, all hardwood floors, a second level that you could climb the spiral stairs and it was the bed room. In the livingroom there was a large flat screen Tv and a massive sterio, the Tv remote was rather large and cube shaped, the top of it was covered with the buttons and the front..a monitor that allowed you to see all the camera's arouund the house,

"Isn't this great?"

"There are montion sensors throughout the woods, hidden camera's with a back up power source if anyone comes and takes out our power...and many other surprizes, along with a waterproof bag i have attached to the dock stocked with weapons that i'll be retreving soon"

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The Agent nodded to his partener,

"Sir, please come with us.."

Outside two black Surburbans with restricted plates sat in front of the airport doors..

Maria looked around at the place they were in, "Damn, you got it all, been planning your escape for a while have you?"
She leaned against the wall, surveying the room before her eyes slid back over towards Jason, "You know, are we in this together? I mean, you won't turn me in just to save your own ass?"
She waited for his reply, knowing that it would be tempting for anyone to turn their back on someone in order to save themselves, but did not say this outloud. Maria understood human nature...which is why her guard was always up; reguardless.

Jason sighed then replyed to Maria,

"Look, we have somthing Maria...id give myself up before i gave you up, you have to trust me...we are in this togeather"

He continued while taking her hand..

"On the Island i rescued the kids before the mansion burnt down, i also pulled the man i shot out of the basement too..i shot him in self defence...i never killed anyone without just cause, i realised it was wrong Maria..i was a soldier not a murder..sure i used to work jobs such as hits and what not but im professional, they could never find out that i did that..i was trained on how to clean up my messes"

"We will know when they are comming for us, i have been planning this for awhile...i have back back up plans galore, Maria..we will make it out of this.."

Maria gave a slight smile, "I won't lie, there was something interesting about hunting them, but I think I was seeing dollar signs I was so despret for money. The one guy I killed I didn't feel bad for, there was something about him I didn't like; but I swear, I think I may have killed 2 people, I know 1 man for a fact but I can't remember anyone else so this is why I say there may have been two. We aren't the monster mass killers that they're making us out to be, together we've killed two maybe three people. Mr. Belmont was the evil sick bastard, not us."
She squeezed his hand before speaking, "I grew up poor, I've always been obsest with money to try and get all that I've wanted, however all I would love now is this house, you, me and maybe a kid or two someday."
She didn't know how he would react to that...

He followed the agents to the black cars, getting inside, along with the woman at his side.

"How do you do." He commented to the people in the front seats.

Jason nodded,

"Yeah, but we still had a part in it Maria..im not going back to prison, never..maybe life will return to normal some day allowing us to live without always having to look over our shoulders to see who else is going to try and kill us"

"Things will be different for a bit.."

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The driver of the Surburban didn't respond but the passenger turned around in the seat and replyed,

"Good Sir, and yourself"

He was younger than the other agent driving and had a smile on his face while the other remained serious...

The SUV's pulled away heading for FIA headquarters in downtown Apollo. The streets of the city were busy, taxi's and lines upon lines of trafic held them up then the agent driving turned on the vehicles sirin's and flew down the middle of the streets blowing past red lights....

(*NS, I'm assuming you are in a very remote location and no one else is around you, am I right?*)

He pulled out the pictures of Jason and Maria.

"These two are targets."

"Such a shame he looks handsom."

Maria sighed as she let go of his hand and went over and sat down on the couch, "Yeah, things will be I guess."

OOC: Very remote location..it's an area which was made for people who don't exist, it's goverment property.

The Agent in the front seat looked at the pictures,

"Ive met that guy, he was a Lt with the JTAF...then he went to prison or somthing like that..a little while back we did some combined missions..the FIA and the JTAF in.."

The driver glanced over at the agent who was taking, then he quickly shut right up...

"We will be arriving at the HQ shortly.." the driver said with a low tone..

The SUV's pulled into an underground parking lot and drove by many other black SUVs's all parked perfectly then the one everyone was in pulled into a numbered parking spot, "64". The agents in the front climbed out and waited for the visitors...

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Jason sat down beside her....

"Look, even if it means getting out of Ostia..they will never look here anyways, we are safe...even if they did figure it out it wouldn't be for awhile my love"

He then lit a cigar then took his first puff....

They stepped out of the car. "Where too next, your office?"

Maria sighed as she leaned back, "I hope you're right."

They stepped out of the car. "Where too next, your office?"

The agents didn't reply at first only strolled towards the elevator. When they were in and the doors shut the buttons lit up when they passed each floor, it finally stopped at number 10 and the doors slid open...

They stepped out into a busy office with people rushing around aswell as others doing their work at stations,

"Mr.Gossard, Director Strongs office is right through those glass doors"

Said the agent who was sitting in the passenger seat, the driver had left long ago.

FIA director Curtis Strong stood behind his large wooden desk looking out over the city,

"How was the trip Mr.Gossard?"

The man still stood with his back facing the door...

"very well thank you."

Strong turned around and leaned over his desk extending his hand to Gossard,

"FIA director Curtis Strong"

Bump..

"Pleasure. This is Agent M as we call her, she's a contracted agent, she's not with INTERPOL but she's damn good."

"Nice to meet you." She said.

After the three had exchanged handshakes Strong got to the point,

"Alright, i have an address for this Jason Hart...he lives in southern Ostia in the suberbs in a two million dollar mansion on the ocean..425 Ocean Blvd"

He glanced at both INTERPOL agents for a second then continued,

"I have three FIA S.W.A.T teams on stand by and support from the local Ostian PD along with two choppers...whenever you are ready.."

Strong smiled....

"Let's go."

Strong picked up the phone, after he dialed a number he said,

"Inform Cheif Mason that Curtis Strong FIA called, tell him we are moving on 425 Ocean Blvd now..the plan we discussed..thank you"

Strong then dialed another number,

"Yeah, Director Strong here, yes..ok, have units for 425 Ocean move and wait on the street..."

Agents in the other offices outside of Strongs rushed around heading out the main doors towards the stairs and elevators,

"Ok, we have a go.."


Once outside there were two black SUV's parked in front of the FIA building red and blues flashing, behind them were three armored FIA S.W.A.T vehicles and four city police cars,

"Hart is not not be underestimated...he's dangerous.."

He picked up his own phone to call into INTERPOL HQ.

"This is agent Gossard, I'm currently pursuing a joint effort Red Notice on our suspected killers. I'll call you back."

The group of FIA vehicles and regular police cars drove out towards Ocean Blvd, inside the SUV with Agent Gossard and Agent M Strong spoke to them,

"I have two kevlar vests, and a tactical shot gun in the back...if either of you would like to use them they are at your disposal"

He continued,

"Ostian PD are blocking off both sides of the street, four snipers will be taking up position in the area, we will move through the main doors to the front with a breach bang and clear, team A will be moving from the left, team B will be moving on the right, team C will be acompanying us..."

"We will also have four FIA S.W.A.T agents comming in by helicoptor to cover the roof of the house, it's acessable from the inside so they might try and move to that position..Hart is trained in booby traps, keep your eyes open...but im sure i don't have to tell INTERPOL agents that"

He grinned...

The vehicles pulled into the southern Ostian suberbs red and blues flashing but no sirins sounded, the Ostian PD had the entire street locked down and two black SUV's were already parked in the middle of the street waiting for the rest of the cavelry...

The vehicles stopped in front of two large iron gates, behind them was a long paved road and in the distance beyond the trees a big open lawn, then the mansion.

Inside the mansion the butler Jack looked out the window to see the tops of the FIA S.W.A.T trucks, quickly he went into Jasons office and took a small cell phone out of a drawer and hit the numbers 911 texting it to his phone.

Gossard took the shot gun, and loaded it up, and cocked it. "Ready."

Agent M used her own weapon. "Ready."

"Okay watch out for the traps. Important safty tip, thanks Strong."

They all exited the vehicles, and stealthly moved to set up a permiter, preparing to creep up to the house.

Two choppers flew over head, ropes appeared out of one of them and then FIA S.W.A.T agents slid down to the roof. On the left side of the property another team snuck up to the side of the mansion smashing windows out then tear gas was thrown through the open space, to the right the same thing was happening,

Strong raised his walkie talkie,

"Ok Alpha 6-4 move on up and open this gate.."

"Roger" a voice replyed...

From down the street a blue tank type vehicle with a large ram on the front came speeding through the opening between two police cruisers and smashed right through the heavy iron gates,

"6-4, slow down..we'll make our approach behind you for cover, over"

"Roger that"

"Ok, Gossard, M, lets move.."

Slowly the vehicle drove across the lawn towards the house, when they reached the front door team C moved in front with a small battering ram,

"BREACH, BANG AND CLEAR"

**BOOM** they smashed the door in then threw a flashbag inside..

"Move, move , move..."

The group broke off in two directions once they all entered covering other doorways and the stairs..

"it's clear sir"

Bump....

"Mr. Hart, this i'm from INTERPOL, I have a red notice on your head."

He searched around. But was finding nothing. He looked all over, even up.

"It's empty. Looks like he split."

(OOC: Hey guys!
I know I haven't been around, i've had no internet access for a while! Then when i did, we kept losing power cause of the bad storms we've been getting here..so I'm finally back!)

IC:
Maria felt tired after there day of trying not to get killed, leaving all that she knew with Jason and such so she decided to lay back on the couch and take a short nap.

(OOC: Ah plague of power outages eh? We've suprisngly haven't had to many here. Here it's just blistiring hot, except for today.)