The drop

"The plane will be taking off in an hour, you stuff will already be onboard." A returned to the lab after setting everything up.

Dutch, who had been sitting there for three hours, looked up at A with a bored expression. 

"What's the deadline?" Dutch asked tiredly 

A raised a eyebrow, "well if you could get in done within the month that would be amazing." 

Dutch tapped out the sceen, turning it to Natasha. "Hey Nat, I'll be leaving in an hour." 

"Dutch! You can-" She tapped off the screen not bothering what Natasha was saying.

"Yeah, yeah." Dutch clicked off the screen showing a picture and some information about Pablo.

She had been switching between the two screens learning as much as she could. She now knew she had a month to get the job done, but to her, she was confident she could get it done in about a week. 

"The clones, they were physically enhanced, so what strength would you give them compared to the letters?" Dutch turned to A, who was watching her the entire time. 

"Hmm, that's a good question, to be honest they're all different. The most dangerous one only is allowed out on mission. He's gone up against D and won so, but not higher.

Most of them are considered failed experiments, even if they were enhanced by the super soldier serum. But you know I did heard a rumor that Ort-Meyer didn't actually get the original super soldier, but the modified German version.

That would allow him to Learn how to incorporate mind control into the mix and that, he gave all the failed ones to his allies. To make it seem as if the serum really didn't have any affects. If that's true then, the two of the clones biggest flaws would be easily countered. 

Meaning there is a possibility that their are clones Ort-Meyer has put into play yet. Meaning is definitely possible that there are clones as strong as us. Maybe even stronger." 

Dutch stayed quiet allowing to ramble. She had learned earlier A like to explain things to people. Even getting carried away and saying more than necessary. 

She had learned a few things, one, Pablo's associates weren't on the best of terms. Two, they're was someone named Ort-Meyer. Meaning this was the same thing she was think it was. And three the letters had rivals who could easily compare or even surpass them.

Dutch wondered just how many organizations there where. If Dutch actually worked independently from all of them, how many would she be able to surpass. How many would come after her. 

Dutch smiled at this thought. She didn't know why but her blood boiled at the thought of it.

She snapped out of her thoughts as she felt a chill run down her spine. She snapped her head towards A, who quickly turned around and walking away. 

"You have thirty minutes, B will come and get you." A left after saying this piece.

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"At least be safe." Natasha said with a exhausted look. She was tired of Dutch cutting her off.

"Aren't I always?" Dutch cheekily spoke.

"Mia!" Dutch frowned hearing this. Natasha only called her Mia when she was mad at her.

Dutch sighed, "Fine, I'll be safe." Natasha nodded with a smile.

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B walked in the room shortly after. "You must be B, I'm Dutch!" She had the urge to call her little girl, but held her tongue.

"I know, who you are." B looked at Dutch coldly. 

Dutch tilted her head sideways. She looked at B with confusion. She saw B face twitch before she turned around.

"Let's go, you're going to be late." She continued to walk.

Dutch jumped from the chair and ran after B. Once she caught up she quickly grabbed B's sleeve before tugging it lightly. 

"Excuse me ma'am, did I do something to annoy you?" Dutch looked at B with a big curious eyes. 

Dutch saw she wasn't going to talk so she leaned forward. Her body turned towards B as she looked up with confusion. B was twitched harder.

Oh I have a softy on my hands. Dutch smirked inwardly. 

"It's ok, I don't know what I did to you but I promise, I'll make it up to you." Dutch spoke softly, the firmness in her voice could be heard. Dutch held B's hand as she spoke. She turned and walked forward.

Dutch felt B's hand release slight. She thought she would let go, to her surprise B ended up caressing her hand gently. 

A small smile appeared on Dutch's face. She looked like a happy child as she walked.

In reality Dutch knew this was all an act. She could already tell B was playing along. Maybe to gain her trust. 

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"Here we go." Dutch sat on the seat of the plane. After checking her things.

A was there waiting for them on the plane.

Seeing B and Dutch come in hand and hand, she was confused. Seeing B give her a look she didn't verbally comment on it.

She did give a look to B that said 'I expect an explanation later.' 

B gave a subtle nod.

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"Ready for the drop." Dutch was tapped awake by A. She looked at her confused. 

"The drop?" She asked 

Seeing A's evil smile Dutch couldn't help but feel worried. "Oh did I forget to tell you." A looked even more amused. "This is as far as we could fly. It's restricted air travel any further. You're going to have to jump." A pushed a parachute into Dutch's arms.

"Oh, you bitch." Dutch glared at A. She was afraid of heights. This was something both Mia and Alexandria had in common.

"What? Do tell me your afraid of heights." A mused

"No..." Dutch didn't know how to refute her. A laughed seeing this.

Dutch face turned angry. She got up from her seat. "Come on let's go." Dutch spoke after getting ready.

They walked to the entrance door that was already open. She could feel her heart speeding up as her confident steps slowed. 

"What's taking so long?" A said waiting at the door.

Dutch clenched her fist. With a dertermined look on her face she quickly approached the door. Her confidence died the moment she looked down.

A laughed loud as Dutch stepped back. "You know the only way to conquer fear is to face it." Dutch eyes widened as she felt a immense force push her forward. 

"Ahhh" Utter fear took over as Dutch freefalled in the air. She closed her eyes tightly as she descended. 

"It's ok, it's ok, it's..." Dutch repeated as she took deep breaths. 

She soon had enough courage to open her eyes. Seeing she was actually falling in mid-air Dutch panicked again. 

Her body trembled as she tried her best to calm herself down. "Remember your training." She spoke.

Slowly calming herself down, she looked around again. She took slow breaths. Soon realizing she should have been pulled her parachute, she adjusted herself before pulling it.

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"Ugh, sweet ground." Dutch took off the parachute before hugging a tree. 

She felt like her fear of heights only amplified by that experience. 

Quickly forgetting that matter, she walked over towards another bag. Opening it up she was speechless.

"What the.." Dutch looked at the items in her bag. 

Instead of the items she had seen earlier, she was given a three cans of beans, two bottles of water, a pocket knife and a hand knife.

"Seriously, I'm tired of all these people." Dutch took out a compass that was hanging on her necklace.

Checking it she saw she was facing west. She turned east and went that way. Her eyes scanned her environment. Her body tense. Her movements wasn't fast nor slow. 

She had seen watchtowers placed in the forest all over. She didn't want to get caught by one and die before she could kill Pablo.

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"Now, what are you up to?" A looked at a screen showing Dutch moving in the forest. Behind her B stood, now with her head down. 

"Ma'am I'm pretty sure I could get to trust me." B said.

"Hmmm, stick with it them." A looked at another screen showing C with a man chained up naked behind him. Low groans could be heard from him.

Blood spatter could be seen on the white background walls along with the man. C held up a napkin while wiping his hands, which were covered in blood. 

"Yes ma'am, you called?" C spoke casually as if there wasn't a guy groaning in pain behind him. 

"How's that project going?" A said ignoring that man as well.

C smiled brightly, "Good news, the vampires have agreed to our proposal."