Why fight?

While the battle occured, Several russian soldiers continued dying, Gunshots rained all over the place, Even hitting some of the Russian soldiers that were positioned outside of the broken windows.

"What is he!?" (In russian language)

"How can a man like him exist!?" (In russian language)

Many were shocked, Surprised, Confused on how a skilled individual be called human. His Perception was outstanding, Turning his disadvantages into his Advantage.

"How can we not kill a single guy!? Everyone! Shoot--" *Bang!*

"The captain is dead!" As the russian next to the Person that just died witnessed in shock. (In russian language)

Jus by knowing who they were up against, It totally overwhelmed them.

A single guy that couldn't get killed, And killed almost a hundred of russian soldiers in an hour.

A cornered rat who should have been at his wit's end, But immediately turned the tables to his advantage.

The man known for being tenacious, The man who was known for his immense concentration, Keen perception and Sheer will.

The man who's rumored by alot of names, The man who accomplished several impossible feats on his own.

The man who vanished suddenly several years ago and had just suddenly popped right back at the World he left.

The Legendary Mercenary who was thoroughly feared throughout the World.

"Group 4 Enter the church!" Alheim yelled. (In russian language)

Alheim slammed his revolver over the desk and gritted his teeth, "Fuck! How can they not kill a single guy!?" He uttered loudly.

Alheim now realized, That it was totally impossible capturing the Ghost with such petty tactics.

He smirked, "All the guys who were at my position before must have felt the same way." He said.

Any operator would feel nervous when everytime they brought out a tactic, It would get counter played in an instant.

"I guess it's time for me to head down." Alheim said as he immediately got up from the chair.

More forces started positioning themselves outside the Church, Some placed themselves near the trees, Up the rooftops and Others dropped into a prone position as they hid themselves behind the bushes.

The continuous gunshots that enveloped within the Church disappeared. The church had now became silent, As If all of the Soldiers from within the Church and Underground tunnel got annihilated.

The russian soldiers who were positioned at the trees, Gulped.

Alheim slowly entered the Church's radius and stood off infront of a broken mirror.

He inhaled and yelled, "Ghost I know you're in there! Come out now!"

James who was quietly hiding checking his ammo instantly flinched after hearing a familiar voice.

"Ghost! Let's talk this out. We don't need to spill anymore blood." Alheim said.

James tapped the mouth part of his Skull mask.

*Activating voice changer*

*Beep*

"Hey James!? Are you listening!?" Alheim yelled.

"Yes Sir I am." James responded with a deepened yet chromatic voice that echoed out loud.

"Let's talk this out, I don't want to hurt you." Alheim said.

"But I can Sir, If it means finishing my mission."

"For god sake, You're no longer a mercenary!"

"....."

"I'm Coming in unarmed, I'll tell the soldiers to lower their weapons. Let's talk this through." Alheim said.

"Okay sir." James responded.

Alheim then turned around and glanced at the russian soldiers, "Everyone lower your weapons and wait in your positions. Do not make any rash movements unless I say so, Got it?" (In russian language)

The russian soldiers lowered their weapons and nodded.

Alheim then quietly entered the Church through the broken window, He witnessed countless of dead bodies lying all over the church.

"Wow, You really are Ghost." He uttered.

Then from a corner, James appeared like a ghost.

"Sir, It's been a long time." James said.

"Yeah, It's been long that I've thought you've gone rusty." Alheim replied as he took glances around the place, "But I guess I was wrong." He said.

"Sir, I am here to take some documents and kill Danya. As per the requesters orders."

"Let me guess, Derrick right?"

"I cannot say."

Alheim sighed and sat on to one of the Church benches, "Listen Ghost, This sibling fight is rather different from the others. I assume you don't know the reason why Derrick ordered you to do so right?"

"I only know about SIRN's documents, But the reason why Danya must be assassinated is yet to be questioned."

"If Danya gets killed, Then alot of things in the world would change." Alheim said in a serious demeanor.

James silently stared at Alheim as he held his gun tightly.

"You already know about Olympus right?" Alheim asked.

James nodded.

"Well you see, Danya and Derrick are fighting over for a Seat in Olympus. There are three stages within Olympus, The Outers, Insiders and Higher ups."

Alheim crossed his leg as he continued explaining.

Olympus, A Social Circle of the Wealthiest people all over the Globe. Race, Color and Appearance doesn't derive you from entering. The only thing that matters within Olympus, Is that You must have an astonishing amount of money.

There are three divisions within the Olympus, Those are the Outsiders, Insiders and the Higher Ups.

The Outsiders are also wealthy, But they have less influence unlike the ones from the Insiders and Higher ups.

Edwardo Decaprio was also a member of this Social Circle, But he was within the Outsider's division.

A man who was capable of controlling the entirety of California outside of the Governmental grounds was just a mere Outsider of this Social Circle.

What else could the Insider and Higher ups be?

And Ofcourse, Danya was among the Insiders.

An insider has the same influence and power as the President of a Country.

A single order from an Insider could determine nor destroy the Country's future.

Well that is, Danya who's an Insider and holds the entirety of Russia within her hands.

If the president and the Insider of the Country doesn't cooperate or have a decent relationship. Well, We could all guess by now what would happen.

That country would be divided into two factions.

But what about the Higher ups? Who's above of those who were in the Insider division who had the influence and power similar to a President of a Country.

Well ofcourse, The higher ups are the True definition of Power.

There are only five seats within the Higher ups, And one of those seats are from Danya and Derrick's Father, Danilo Echevalier.

The Echevaliers were widely known for being one of the wealthiest family since 1920's.

Generation through generation, The Echevaliers produced outstanding children that would soon govern everything they own.

And at this Generation, Danilo who was nearing his death was choosing between Danya and Derrick as his successor and ascend to his Seat within the Higher ups.

"That is why, Right now, The two siblings are fighting, Determined on killing each other due to that very reason." Alheim said.

James listened quietly without uttering a single word.

"But you can see, Danya hasn't made any moves. She just wished that this could be settled peacefully, Without anyone between them getting killed." Alheim flicked his wrist as he spoke nonchalantly, "But Derrick is very eager to ascend to his father's position, Completely relinquishing his composure and wanting to get his own sibling killed."

James glanced at the broken windows and turned towards Alheim, "I do not care about such things Sir, You already know. That as per my mission, Finishing it is the only thing I think about." He said.

Alheim got up and slammed his hand unto the bench, "As I've told you already. You aren't a mercenary anymore!"

"But I owe Derrick a debt. And that Debt must be paid so that I could live my new life once more."

"Do you really think that It would end like that?" Alheim asked.

"What do you mean Sir?"

"Do you know who Danya's Fiance is?"

"No sir."

"Well Ofcourse you wouldn't know, Since you've already left this kind of job years ago."

James just stood silently at Alheim who gave off a serious expression.

Alheim then sighed, "Her fiance, Is Edwardo Decaprio." He said in a cold manner.

.....

....

*Ringggg!*

*Picks up*

"Hello? This is Edwardo speaking."

"Darling, How are you?"

"Oh Danya. I'm doing fine, How about you?" As Edwardo crushed his cigarette unto the ashtray.

"I'm currently in a bad situation right now. I might not be able to meet you again."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Edwardo asked.

"Well, My brother."

"Your brother?"

"Yeah, He sent someone to kill me. And that someone is truly terrifying."

"Okay, I got it. I'll call you back Danya."

"Okay dear."

*Hangs up*

Edwardo gulped as he stared at the ashtray, He then slowly picked his phone up and dialed.

*Beep*

"Marco, Can you hear me?"

"Yes boss."

"Are you guarding the individuals I talked about?"

"Yes boss."

"Okay, Keep a distance, And keep watching them."

"Okay boss."

*Hung up*

Edwardo turned around and stared at the bright morning sky and clenched his fist, "James. Please don't, Or I might have no choice."

...

....

"Edwardo Decaprio?" James asked.

Alheim nodded, "Yes. He is the fiance of Danya. And as you know, He is the one that holds California."

"Yes sir, I know."

"He might have already heard about this right now, So are you willing to continue this and mourn for the loved ones you'll eventually lose. Or stop this nonsense and listen to me? Choose wisely." Alheim said.

James tapped his mask and it opened, Clearly making his face visible infront of Alheim.

"I'll listen to you sir." He said without the Mask's voice changer.

"Good, Now follow me." Alheim said and got up from the bench.

Then both of them quietly walked towards the Church's broken window.

Chapter End.