"But... why?" one of the nerds asked, standing up. He was immediately chased back down by a salvo of bullets that impacted a few feet from his head.
"Shut up! Now lead the way!" the faceless minion screamed.
One of his companions, who had been digging through the mess of computer diskettes, stood straight, holding a disk over his head. "Boss! I think I found it!"
The white eyes of the thief boss blinked. "Huh, I would have thought that it would have been much more securely hidden..." he muttered.
"Sir, now that we've got the disk, what should we do with these geeks?" another masked man asked, pointing his gun in their general direction.
"Eh, kill them," he said, shrugging, much to the scientists' horror. "Make it snappy; we don't want any of those heroes showing-"
The shattering of the large glass windows interrupted him, and startled everyone in the room, except for one unfortunate fellow. The thief turned, raising his machine gun, only to scream as a foot brutally stomped it into his shoulder, shattering both. His scream was cut short as she launched a spinning kick into his jaw, shattering it and his conciousness.
"Heh, looks like I crashed this party," the woman in red remarked, standing to her full towering height of five foot two. To the villians' disdain, and to the scientists' reluctant relief, it was enough to identify her as the masked avenger, the Ronin.
"Dammit," the leader muttered. "Kill her!" he shouted, already unloading his clip at the cluttered scientists. He would have hit, too, if it wasn't for the enormous desk that slid in the bullets' path.
Ronin sighed as she leapt to the side after punting the steel desk, just an instance before the ammunition destroyed the remains of the window she crashed through. "I guess ya ain't surrendering?" she asked calmly as she rolled behind another desk. She took the wheeled chair, and flung it at the mess of thieves. Four of the thieves dodged, but the leader was hit full in the chest, and was knocked down.
The masked hero ducked again as the muzzles of the weaponry flashed again, spraying bullets at her, and missing entirely. After a few seconds, the attack stopped, and hers began.
All but one of the baddies had the foresight to gain cover, and he soon learned the follies of his ways. As he fumbled around in a pocket for a clip of ammo, he didn't see the red blur coming at him until her foot impacted with his head. He didn't see anything else for a while, after his head impacted with the ground. Ronin turned and flicked her wrist at an enemy, who had a loaded weapon. He yelped as the shuriken that had appeared from her fist slashed his arm, and he leapt behind cover again.
"Hey," one of the thieves asked as they fired bullets safely from their cover. "That's Ronin, right?"
"No shit," was the reply from his accomplice. He swore as he realized that the bitch had jumped back for cover.
The next question had the two other men shivering with dread. "Doesn't she usually work with another hero?"
The wall behind them exploded in sound, light, and lots of debris. None of them stood a chance remaining concious from that assault.
Ronin peeked out from her cover. "Oi. What took ya?" she asked the figure that was entering through the new door. A few of the scientists got the courage to look as well, and groaned at the destruction that was caused by the newcomer.
The person was obviously female, but nothing else could be determined, aside from the fact that the outfit she was wearing did not seem capable of causing the havok that she was known for. She appeared to be an android out of a science fiction movie, if the said robot was made up of entirely scrap parts; her body was a grey collage of parts, with some wires exposed, and even the large gun she was toting around appeared to be a junkyard conglomeration.
Of course, many people in Tokyo knew better to underestimate Junk-Oh, the crime fighting partner of the super martial artist Ronin.
"I had to go through ten other terrorists on my way up," the dull rumble of Junk-Oh's voice responded. "Not only that, but they had also put some peculiar traps in several areas." She held up the remains of some odd contraption, which involved metal rods, a watch, and many many blue wires.
"Ahem." Both heroes turned to the shaking scientist, the same who confronted the thieves earlier. "Er... thank you for rescuing us," he murmured.
Ronin waved the thanks off. "Forget about it," she said cooly. "What were those guys after? This thing?" she asked, holding up the same diskette that the thieves had earlier. At the scientists frantic nod, she handed the disk to Junk-Oh, much to the man's displeasure.
"No! That's classified information!"
If she wasn't wearing the helmet, they could have seen Junk-Oh's frown, though Ronin's frown was enough to cover for the both of them. "Really? Of what?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"I- I- I can't tell!" the man stammered. "Just give it back!" After a few seconds on consideration, Junk-Oh uncrossed her arms and flipped the information back to the scientist.
"Come on, Ronin. Let's get a move on, before the authorities arrive," she said, stalking to the window. The armored warrior looked briefly outside, seeing the police cars finally rush onto the scene, then jumped out. Rockets flared on the bottoms of her boots, and she took off. Ronin merely leapt out of the window to a lower building, and began roof hopping in the general direction of the dumptruck.
"Hey, Junko? Didja copy the disk?" she asked over the radio. A chuckle answered her question, which drew a smirk on the martial artist's face. "Good. Let's get back ta work, then."
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