After a few hours both men stood outside a large building. Standing behind a large wall as to not be seen on the security cameras sprinkled all around the building. A little ways in front of them was a large security door, high tech and hard to break, though Jack could surely do it. Mark had a gun in his hand, a small revolver, watching around closely as Jack sat with his computer out, the light reflecting on his face in a warm green glow as his hands moved quickly over the keys.

"Jack could you hurry it up a bit?"

Mark asks getting slightly annoyed with how long it was taking. Jack sighs before answering.

"I'm working on i-"

Jack begins before being cut off as a bullet grazes by his head, slamming into the wall behind him, leaving a decent sized hole. Mark quickly lifts his gun aiming at where he thought the bullet had came from before a rain of metal bullets begin.

"Get down!"

Mark yells jumping behind the wall as Jack does the same his laptop held tightly against his chest as though he cared for it more than his own life. Mark curses under his breath as they duck down the bullets pelting the wall just by them, the bangs ringing out. Some grazing right by their bodies.

"Jack forget the camera's get the door open now!"

Mark yells quickly, his voice panicked as he begins occasionally turning around the corner of the wall to shoot back. Jack takes in a sharp breath and pushes his green hair from his face before moving to the keyboard again his hands moving even faster than before. Mark keeps shooting and after a couple minutes of the shooting a growl escapes him and he looks over to the green haired man who focused soley on his computer, seeming to not notice the bullets surrounding them.

"Dammit Jack get the door open already!"

Mark yells turning and shooting once again as the bullets rain down upon them, a few coming close to hitting, but most hitting the brick wall at their backs. Jack furiously hits his keyboard seeming stressed, annoyed, and even a bit regretful about taking this job, as he struggles to get the door to open.

"I'm going as fast as i can! this isn't easy you know!"

Jack yells back in his Irish accent as he continues moving his hands at lightning speed, his screen moving quickly through codes, which to mark nearly looked like a foriegn language. Mark turns and shoots once again, the loud bangs hurting his and Jack's ears, however Mark unlike Jack was somewhat used to it. Mark had hit a few guys however there were too many. He sits back leaning his back against the wall as he pops the magazine out of his gun and grabs a new one putting it in quickly with almost no hesitation.

"Jack do it now!"

Mark yells turning to shoot once more before looking at Jack who growled with frustration his fingers moving furiously over the keys.

"Got it!"

Jack yells after a couple minutes, as the door beeps and slowly begins to slide open. Jack stands quickly and bolts for it simply hoping he didn't get hit with a bullet. Mark does the same shooting at the enemy as he runs. Soon they make it inside and Jack quickly hits a few buttons until the door closes, locking and leaving the group of shooters outside with no way in. It was quiet in here, a bit too quiet and both men breathe heavily, Jack holding his computer close to his chest.

"Are you alright?"

Mark asks looking at the green haired man, both of them out of breath.

"Fine.... maybe part deaf"

Jack says with a small smile looking at Mark. It was just like him to try and make a joke out of everything. Mark pushes his disheveled red hair from his face and nods slightly, happy they both got out unscathed, for now anyway. Mark sighs and stands up straight putting his gun in its holster and stretching, his back emiting a few cracking sounds. Jack soon stands straight as well, taking a breath to compose himself before his eyes wander around the building. It being cloaked in a darkness so they could only see directly around them.

Jack narrows his eyes at the darkness a chill working its way up his spine as the building had an eerie feel to it.

"What exactly do we do now...?"

Jack asks turning his head to look at the red haired man who was also examining the room before he looks at the irish man again, his mouth curving upward into a slight smile as he speaks in his deep voice.

"We take this place down."