A Life Left Behind.

[Tactical Nightmare]

[color=#000000]0100 Hours GC time- (17 miles away)

[color=#000000] Dr. Angelina Corvin cursed softly as she sorted through her digital keys, looking for the one that would unlock the door to the apartment she shared with her Fiancé on Gran Canaria while the Archangel was in drydock. She shifted the box she was carrying into her right arm, and rested it against her hip while she swiped the key in the lock, the door clicked open.

[color=#000000] "[color=#4b1f6f]Tobias?[color=#000000]" She called, stepping into the entryway. She looked around as she closed the door, the room was abnormally cool.

[color=#000000] She walked up the entryway towards the door to the living room, there was a mirror on the door. In the mirror was a young woman, of medium to tall height with reddish brown hair and smooth, tanned skin. Large clear eyes glanced up and down her reflection, noticing the flush appearing on her cheeks as she did so, she'd always tried to avoid mirrors.

[color=#000000] "[color=#4b1f6f]Tobias? Hello? Are you here?[color=#000000]" She called again, opening the door into the living room. The light was off, which was also strange, she lowered the box to the ground and clapped her hands twice, activating the light.

[color=#000000] Then she gasped slightly, gazing at the scene in front of her. Two men lay dead in pools of blood. One sprawled across the floor, his laser pistol lay a few feet away. The other lay across the couch in the middle of the room, staining the white leather deep crimson. Black holes in the plaster of the walls gave evidence of misses by the rushed shooter who had still managed to take these two men down.

[color=#000000] She checked quickly, neither of the men were her Fiancé. "[color=#4b1f6f]Oh god.... Oh god....[color=#000000]" she mumbled. She took two deep breaths, Bad idea. The air was still thick with the smell of fresh blood, it brought back nightmares of her youth, but the breaths calmed her down nonetheless. He'd told her this may happen, He'd also told her what to do if it did.

[color=#000000] She walked to the far wall, where a phone hung, only to find out that it had been destroyed by a stray shot. She pulled out her portable phone, it relayed from the Archangel, so the charge would be minimal.

[color=#000000] He call was answered on the fourth ring. "[color=#00ae00]Archangel Research bridge, Keel speaking.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] "[color=#6b2394]John, It's Angelina. There are two dead guys in the apartment and Tobias isn't here.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] A short silence, Keel probably moving to a more private area, then: "[color=#00ae00]Sounds normal, Knowing him.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] "[color=#6b2394]Yes, but He didn't leave a note.[color=#000000]"

[color=#000000] "[color=#00ae00]That's bad. He'd Leave [color=#00ae00]you[color=#00ae00] a note, bastard never left [color=#00ae00]me [color=#00ae00]one when he pulled this kinda stunt...[color=#00ae00] I'll be there in a bit.[color=#000000]"