"We're about two minutes away from the complex." The pilot explained, shouting over his shoulder so the four in the back could hear him clearly, "When I say jump, you'll all have a twenty second slot to get out of the plane, or else you'll miss the landing spot completely."

Hobbs nodded, thanking the pilot before turning around to discuss with the others. Before he could get a word in edgeways, Deckard butted in and Isabella tried her hardest not to laugh at Hobb's displeased expression. 

"Once we land, the three of us need to go straight through these doors here which should lead us into the complex. We need to get Hattie, get the machine and get out." He demanded as he pointed to a small section of a map he was holding; something that Isabella had managed to get from the satelite images. 

"Izzy, you try and find us a route out of there. Get up high, try and find a car, a truck, anything you can steal." Isabella nodded her head rapidly, preparing herself for the terrifying jump she was about to make. Although she had jumped out of a plane before, the nauseating feeling never faded away.

"You have a gun, right?" Owen checked as Isabella laughed sarcastically patting her belt which was padded out with various weapons, "How stupid do you think I am?" 

Deckard grinned at her smugness, slowly moving over towards the door whilst waiting for the signal to jump. Before they were set to go, Isabella looked around at the three men, crossing her fingers that they'd be able to get out with Hattie unscathed. "Good luck."

Hobbs nodded his head stiffly in return, "You too," 

"Get ready to jump in three..." The pilot announced as Deckard yanked open the door. An overwhelming wave of air flooded into the plane, almost knocking the breath out of Isabella as she crouched behind the Shaw brothers. 

"Two..." Isabella squeezed both Owen and Deckard's hand tightly, silently telling them to stay safe, both on the descent to the ground and in the Eteon complex. 

"One." 

Deckard leapt out of the plane expertly, closely followed by Owen who Isabella could tell was just as nervous as her. Ever since his plane accident during a fight with Hobbs and his team, the air became an unsettling environment for him. It just proved how much he was willing to sacrifice to help his family. 

"Let's go." Hobbs gestured for Isabella to go next, and just like that, she was flying. The sensation of free falling through the sky at over one hundred miles an hour was something indescribable. The wind pounded at her face ferociously as her hair was blown forcefully behind her, undoubtedly creating a chaotic bird's nest in its wake. 

Isabella was trusting the two figures below her to guide the group to the correct point of entry. They were supposed to open their parachutes only when they entered the large, hollow structure which wouldn't expose them to the enemy who were unknowingly awaiting their arrival on the ground. 

Hobbs could be seen out of the corner of Isabella's eye, and once again he held a serious expression on his face. She could tell how much he wanted to help save the world, but she also couldn't help but notice how he had grown fond of her best friend. 

The world began emerging into view sooner than Isabella had predicted, and though it wasn't a problem, it still made her heart race a little bit faster than it needed to. Enormous, greyish buildings were situated in what could only be described as the middle of nowhere. 

They were right when they said Eteon kept themselves out of the mainstream. It looked derelict, nobody would suspect a thing from the outside. 

As the funnel moved closer towards them, Isabella manoeuvred her body into the adequate position, not wanting to strain herself as the parachute was released. It was difficult to do with the resistance of the air pushing against her, but fortunately she managed it just in time. 

The Shaws both pulled their parachutes the moment they entered the structure, allowing themselves the longest time possible to slow down and reduce the impact on landing. Once Isabella felt the light around her fade, she tugged firmly on the cord, sucking in as she felt the parachute reduce her speed massively. 

As Deckard and Owen landed relatively smoothly on the concrete, Isabella leaned her weight to one side, giving her a clear spot where her feet could meet the ground. With a smooth and well timed stagger, Isabella managed to stay upright as her parachute collapsed to the floor behind her. 

As instructed, she quickly began unclipping the crumpled piece of material, leaving it behind under the shelter of the tunnel. All four had landed successfully, allowing them to thankfully tick phase one of their plan off the list. 

"Remember, meet us with a vehicle in forty five minutes." Deckard reminded as the group gathered after detaching themselves from the parachutes. Isabella nodded obediently, directing his attention away as she pulled the three listening devices from her pocket. 

"I'll be fine. Just get Hattie out and stay safe." Isabella ordered, swiftly pulling Owen into a hug whilst sneakily attaching the device to the back of his vest. She did the same with Deckard, feeling a slight slither of guilt for deceiving them, although she knew it was for the best. If Isabella could hear what was happening on their end, she could make sure they got out alive. 

Finally, she turned to Hobbs, sending him a soft smile before wrapping him in her arms. At first the broad man hesitated slightly, surprised that she was willing to comfort him too, but he soon returned the embrace as she harmlessly set the final device in place.

"Forty five minutes." Owen repeated with an annoying grin as the trio and Isabella parted ways, them heading towards the unsuspecting organisation that threatened the world from within the huge walls as the blonde ran across the vast courtyard to find a higher position.

She slipped the earpiece in as she glanced around, trying to identify a point where she wouldn't be seen, but still could find a getaway vehicle. Fortunately, as Isabella rounded the corner of one of the grey warehouses, she noticed a long, yellow staircase that ran the length of the complex. It had multiple platforms running off it, and that seemed as good a place to start as any. 

Her black boots padded inaudibly against the ground as the device began to come alive inside her ear, "Which door are you taking?" Hobbs asked loudly, clearly addressing the Shaw brothers. At least they had found an entrance, because that meant they were one step closer to Hattie and the device. 

The conversation continued, and the bickering followed which Isabella knew was going to be inevitable. She almost found it amusing until she came to the start of the platforms. Isabella sighed with annoyance as she looked up at the bizarre design. 

There were no steps up to the first platform which was two stories up. It must have been to keep out unwanted visitors, but Isabella wasn't willing to give up that easily. 

Glancing around, Isabella searched for another way up, immediately spotting a trail of pipes running up the wall. They were the best chance she had at reaching the platform, so she silently made her way over, scanning the surrounding area for any sign of a threat. 

The extreme sound of punches could be heard through the ear piece as she couldn't help but smile. It meant they were getting closer. 

With all her strength, Isabella jumped up and gripped onto the first pipe, pulling herself up with the help of her feet which scraped against the brick wall to give her a boost. Once she was stable enough, Isabella reached her arm up to the next bar, swinging herself up as she went. Her wounded arm twinged at the action, but thankfully her feet were firmly stood on the first metal pipe.

With a few more pushes, Isabella stood up on the platform, checking her apple watch for the timer. They had plenty of time yet. She could hear the boys activating the system, trying to sneak their way into the complex as she trotted up the steps, two at a time. 

In her ear Isabella could hear the locked doors finally slide open and she grinned excitedly, running up the last flight of stairs which was about six stories off the ground. It had a perfect view of the area around the complex, and she could just make out the top of some lorries on the other side of the warehouse.

"Shit." She heard Deckard's deep voice, and she froze in her tracks, listening intensely. Isabella gasped as three large bangs came from the earpiece followed by an unknown voice that she didn't recognise. 

"Bring them over here. Chain them up real tight. Let's see how long it takes them to wake up."