Agent 3: Execution

The Next Day

Underdogs Facility

It was the usual cold and somewhat dark day in just one of the Underdog facilities, although the area wasn't exactly in a state of peace and quiet. Within its walls, there were quite a few Octoling members of the terrorist organization, all deep in intense training, and all of them were currently only focused on one goal: Kill Agent 3.

Ayesha, who was the owner of this specific facility, was walking around and studying all the training Octolings. Some were doing target practice, while some were working out, and she gave a select few of them either seductive or threatening looks depending on how pleased she was with progress.

Finally, a female Octoling soldier with a tablet came up to her, although she seemed quite shy, mostly because she knew damn well what Ayesha could be like. "...A-Ayesha...?"

"Yes, babe?" She turned to her.

"Um... I have something to report."

"Business or personal?"

"Business. U-Um... our men got word that the Mia Harper chick... um... she invented the nanotechnology, if you-"

"I'm aware."

"R-Right... A-Anyway... our men got word that Mia Harper got a visit at the strip club she works at yesterday. Someone came up to her and pulled her out."

She didn't seem all too interested in this information, and was giving her the more threatening look as opposed to the seductive one. "And why am I hearing about this?"

She gulped. "B-Because Ward insisted that someone investigate, so I did, and I hacked into the security camera at the club... I came out with this..." She turned the tablet to show Ayesha a screenshot of the video footage she took, and Ayesha peered to see that in the paused moment, even if it was at an angle, Jessica Murdock's face was visible on the camera.

"Aw... she looks so hot..." Ayesha smiled, before looking back up at the soldier with her more seductive look. "...Tell me more and I'll take care of it."

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Meanwhile

Downtown Inkopolis

A couple Octolings entered a small warehouse downtown, which had lines of boxes stationed on the inside. There were a few Octolings inside already, who all looked like they were wrapping up work for the day.

The Octolings were all talking among themselves, even sharing some casual laughs as they went about their work.

"Hey, you ever hear back from Trey?" One asked.

"No. He's dead."

"Oh, shit. Seriously?" A third Octoling said. "What happened to him?"

"Heard the Underdogs had to get rid of him. If I had to guess, he spilled information."

"Damn... Trey was a good one..."

"Who the hell would he spill information to?" The first one asked again.

"Word going around is that Agent 3 is back and hunting the Underdogs." A fourth Octoling said.

"Ha! Yeah, right! No one has heard from that bitch in months."

"It's not like the Underdogs would tell is if she was, though." He added. "Guys up top don't tell us shit and you know it..."

"I still doubt she's back. Stop being so nervous about everything, man."