Tessa's P.O.V

"SHIT"(haha Iron Man) I hissed as a bullet skimmed my arm. I weaved in and out of the tree lines. Searching through my pockets I found my hand grenade, turned around and threw it to the Russian soldiers that were trying to kill me. I took my chances and I changed course heading back to the Russian base I came from. "Take a right" I heard Amelie's thick French accent yell at me through my ear piece. "Any other suggestions" I asked sarcastically.

"You know you should watch that Russian mouth of yours, take a left and hide between those trees" Amelie said. "Thank you an I'll try" I said breathing heavily.  "куда она делась?" (where is she) I heard a soldier say close by. "After they leave your location head southeast for 1/2 a mile, your transportation should be there by the time you arrive" Amelie said. "Okay well I'll see you at the base" I said twisting the flash drive through my fingers and stuffing it in my pants pocket.

Taking in a big breath I start to sprint down a, what it looks like a make shift, tree path towards southeast. "Come on Tess you can do this" I mentally prep myself. I breathed in huffs of cold air. Rushing through trees, branches and leafs crackling and snapping under my feet. The branches of the trees scratching any place were skin showed. I touched my pocket to make sure the drive was still there. I went into a light  jog, checking my surroundings and making sure no one was following me.

I heard a snapping noise behind me and I quickly crouched down by a bush, hiding myself. "Amelie give me a scan on my surrounding" I whispered-yelled. "You've got three soldiers on your left (lol Captain America) and two more up ahead" she responded back. I took a quick peak and see in what position they were in, I slowly got up and moved behind one making sure I made no noise. I pressed on his pressure point and slowly laid him down.

"за тобой!"(behind you!) a soldier yelled. "Fuck you man really" I hissed. They both came at me, one with a gun raised ready to shoot and the other about to punch the fuck out of my face. I quickly grabbed the mans fist and twisted it, I knocked the gun out of the other guy's hand and I kicked him backwards. Out of my peripheral vision I saw the guy who's fist I had, about to kick me. I kicked his shin, jumped on his knee, wrapped my legs around his neck, reaching over to the other guy who was running towards us, and I twisted my body until I heard their necks crack.

I ran up ahead "how far are the others". "Not far maybe around 200 feet and you're there" she replied quickly. As predicted I saw both soldiers ready to attack. I rolled on the ground, avoiding the bullets, I kicked one guy down and knocked him out with one strong punch. I quickly stood up and I ran to the other guy, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, flung myself up so I could wrap my legs around his neck and pulled myself over his shoulders, taking my knife out and slitting his throat.

"May I have a visual" I asked. "You're clear" she said back. I ran off again and looked at my watch. "Right its 2 and my mom gets home at 5 great" I thought letting out a sigh. "How much further" I desperately asked. "Around 20 minutes left, the plane is there and it will take you to your stop, the things you need to get ready with are in a case, so your set and ready to go" she told me in a relief tone.

I went full sprint mode and focused on other things in my life I had to accomplish. I finally got to the plane and I spoke to Amelie "I'm here". "Okay good  I'll tell them to open up for you, since you know they're French" she said her voice full of cockiness. "Yeah yeah whatever I'm learning okay just wait and you'll see, I'll be able to speak like you" I sassed back. I heard her chuckle as one pilots opened the door and I started to climb up the stairs.

I smiled at one pilot who gave me my change of cloths. I headed to the bathroom and changed. "Amelie how are you doing with Chase" I asked. "Um good so far, how are you handling things" she replied. "Good I guess just these little task's I've been getting are bit much" my voice came out muffled as I put on a white tank top. "Too true" she giggled.

I laughed and took off my shoes. "You know you should come to see my mom, she'll be happy to see you" I said smiling at the thought. "You aren't never going to let me go on that are you" she asked. "Nope" I said popping the "p". "Fine I'll go, but in one condition, you take a break for 2 weeks, spend it with me, and just have a fun time" she asked me.

"Amelie please don't start, you know I can't take a break" I whined. It's been a whole month that Amelie has been bugging me about taking a break. "Fine then I guess your mom won't see me until Christmas and she won't like that" she said back, most likely pouting. "Ugh okay fine I'll take a break for 2 weeks, and only 2 weeks. But I pick the place to go to." I said putting on some eyeliner.

"Okay fine where do you want to go" she said happily. "Ummm how about we go to London, fuck" I responded, poking my eye again. "Okay I'm booking our hotel and getting the plane tickets tomorrow" she giggled. "Quit acting like a little girl and okay I'll make sure I have no interruptions during the weeks" I smiled. I slipped on my boots and I flipped my hair and messed it up.

I grabbed my leather jacket as I walked out the bathroom. I headed to the cockpit and knocked on the door. "vous pouvez venir"(you may come in) I heard a voice say behind the door. I entered and I checked my pocket to make sure I had my knife. "Que nous sommes loin de ma destination ? "(How far are we from my destination?) I said speaking in French.

"non loin , à seulement 20 minutes à gauche" (not far, only 20 minutes left) the captain informed me. I nodded my head and saw the quick eye contact that him and his co-pilot did. I straighten back up and start to leave when I saw the co-piolte get up and follow. "choix judicieux de prendre le combat à l'extérieur "(wise choice to take the fight outside) I cracked my knuckles and turned around. He only smirked at me and threw his first hit.

I reflected it and grabbed his arm, twirling so my back was to his chest and elbowing his ribs, hardly. He grabbed my hair and punched me in the face. I grunted and tripped over a seat. The champaign cart was close, so I grabbed a glass and smashed it on his head. He growled at me and grabbed my arm twisting it. I yelped and kicked his chest and slipped through his legs, hitting his inner thigh.

He yelled out of pain. I ran, jumped up, and wrapped my legs around his neck. Grabbing his head, I twisted his neck, until I heard a crack. I slid down his shoulders and heard a knife whiz by my head and stab into the wall. I quickly turned around, taking out my knife and finding out that the captain was the one attacking me. His was taller, buffer then the other guy, I knew I couldn't take him out but I could distract him for a few moments, allowing me to find a escape route.

"au mauvais patron nous a ordonné de vous tuer" (to bad boss ordered us to kill you) he said looking me up and down. "ouais bonne chose qu'il a fait , de cette façon , je ne serais pas touché par vous" (yeah good thing he did, that way I wouldn't get touched by you) I snarled back. He launched himself to me knocking me down and pinning me to the floor. I saw my knife by the champaign cart and struggled against him. I stopped struggling and started to think about a plan,  if I can get to my knife then I can get a champaign bottle and throw the liquid at him and blinding him, then I can grab a parachute and jump out the plane.

I raised my leg wrapping it around his waist. He took it as an invitation to touch me but I flipped us over. Punching his face as hard as I could, I quickly got up and got my knife and the champaign bottle, shaking it very hard, I opened it and pointed it to his face. He screamed out in agony and started rubbing his eyes. I quickly ran back to the cockpit, grabbing the parachute, and running back to the door. I breathed in and opened the door, ready to jump out.

I felt a hand grab my shoulder and one wrap around my mouth. I quickly took action and bit his hand, until I tasted blood. I spit out the blood at his face, you never know this guy could have HIV or Aids for all I know, and jumped out. I gripped the parachute pack as I tried putting it on. I was falling quickly and I almost lost grip on the pack.

Successfully slipping on one arm in, I grabbed the other side and slipped my other arm in, I quickly strapped myself. "AMELIE, HOW FAR AM I FROM GROUND" I yelled. "OH MERDE YOU'RE 300 FEET AWAY FROM GROUND, NOW 250" she yelled. I searched for the cord and pulled it. I got tugged up harshly. I breathed heavily.

I saw the ground rushing past and fast underneath my feet. Feeling the ground lightly touch my feet, and suddenly feeling myself toppling over and hearing the parachute drag behind me through the grass. Finally, coming to a halt I breathed heavily. Taking big breaths of air, trying to fill in my now probably  bruised ribs. I faintly heard Amelie through my ringing ears, feeling a heated area by my ear, I raised my hand to check if I was injured.

Pulling back my hand in front of my face, I could barely make out the color of blood through my foggy eye sight. I breathed in and surely the metallic smell, filled my nose. I looked around and saw that I was laying in a big grass field. I slowly got up, grunting as I felt the soreness kick in, and walked shakily towards a tree. I tripped and fell to my knees, getting back up, I continued to walk, feeling myself lean to the side and trying to make myself walk straight, yet I started to lean to the other side (does this even make sense), I tripped yet once again, but this time I started crawling.

I made it to the tree and slumped on it. The ringing in my ears stopped and I heard Amelie. "Tess, Tess, Tessa can you hear me, ceci est ma faute , h -Ho- comment pourrais-je pas remarqué qu'ils ne sont pas pilote officiel d'avion" (this is my fault , h -ho- how could I not notice that they are not official airline pilot) she said sobbing. "Maintenant, mon meilleur ami , pas de ma soeur est allé" (now my best friend, no my sister is gone) she wailed. "Amelie, Ame I'm fine just bleeding a little" I laughed.

"Tessa! are you okay, did you get injured badly, can you walk, do you want me to go get you, can you hear me, are you hungry" she shot question after question at me. "Amelie I'm fine I swear" I laughed. "Okay well do you want me to go get you" she asked sniffling. "That would be lovely yes" I said in a British accent. "Don't move I'm coming" she said strictly.

I smiled and saluted. I closed my eyes and I felt myself drift off a little. I relaxed, and my breathing was now slow.