June 11
SPYDER headquarters
1650 hours (6:50)

A bullet whizzed past me as I stumbled backwards from the recoil. Erica thought I got shot, and leapt into action, pulling everyone down and yanking the blueprints out of Orion's hands.
"What are you doing hot espionage chick!? I need those!" He complained. "I need those. You're a criminal." "Erica, he's wroking with us, and we need his help." Catherine countered. Erica groaned and shoved the blueprints back in his hands. Another bullet whizzed past us, shattering more glass. It fell to the ground as we crawled away, scooting along the Main Room floor, moving along the couch. "Get up and go through the back!" Erica ordered. Cyrus and Catherine stayed behind. "What's our plan of action?!" I screamed into my earpeice, ushering Jawa and Mike out of the line of fire. "Uh, I'm finding a possible route, but Joshua's car is  blocking the back." Anthony buzzed. Just as he said this, two sedans popped into the back driveway next to our van. "Damnit!" I yelled. Joshua heard this and looked at me with hate. "We're compromised! Ninja pretty boy is on our asses!" Orion yelled as well. Erica spun around eyes widening. Although I'd already mentioned Joshua Hallal was alive, Erica hadn't actually listened so, I'd seen sonething I've never seen in Erica's eyes: fear. "Get them!" Joshua ordered the brute. Joshua's hook turned into a variety of weapons, and Joshua chose a gun. He shot through the back window and had the brute slam through  the wall. The wall. "Great, we're still his favorites", Jawa whimpered as rapid fire burst through the open gap where the window once was. "I found a way out, go back to the main room, and climb out the way you came in. I hacked the helicopter's controls in order to lower the grappling hooks immediately." Anthony buzzed. the Hales, me, Jawa, Mike, and Orion moved accordingly, using the brute's strength against him and avoiding Joshua's bullets (not to mention Jupiter sized pounds from the brute). We raced into the top, gripping the grappling hook cords. As the brute raged and smashed things apart, his mass destroyed the roof slowly. Orion was the last one up. As I helped him up, I heard a wet thwack, then red. Orion fell to the ground, a pool of blood circling his back. "No!" I screamed. "Hey guys, uh, this ain't goin' so well buut, uhm, SPYDER agents got into the hangar."  I heard static, then shuffling, then a pained groan. More static. Finally, Anthony buzzed back: "Tell Catherine and the others that SPYDER got to me.. they... agh,,, they have dynomite, and.....ow.. they're planning to.... they're planning to blow up Virginia on... on June 15-AAGH!" I heard a loud scream, then a faint boom and crackle. The earpeice disconnected. I looked to the others. Orion was bleeding out, and Anthony had been assassinated. I owed Orion respect for showing us SPYDER's schemes and healing Mike, and Anthony equally as much respect for getting (most) us out alive. Orion raised the blueprints and I grabbed them. The roof capsized and crushed Orion. My heart sank as Erica pulled me up and into the helicopter.