Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-33305666-20171016051422/@comment-28718853-20171101200932

I turn to my two teammates and say, "Nick, keep watch out here for any hostiles, Owen and I will move in."

"Yes sir," Nick says as he activates his silver invisibility ring and fades from view until the only sign of his location was his silhouette and the footprints in the dirt. Owen and I could hear him climbing on top of the shack and we turned our attention to the door. The poor man's echoes were growing increasingly distant, and I knew that we had to be fast.

"Owen, get the prybar," I order. Owen nods and unhooks an orange prybar from his back. He wedges it into the door and it doesn't take long before there is a brief crack and the obstacle swings open. Owen puts away the prybar and I mouth to him, "Nice work."

I raise my silenced pistol and DRS sword toward the tunnel and Owen follows up with his suppressed semi-automatic rifle. We cautiously make our way down, listening for any sounds that would indicate the location of the man in distress. Our ears were open, but there was nothing save for the padding of our boots against the dirt floor.

Further down the pathway, we spotted a glowing orange light ahead. There were no branching paths, so we made our way toward it. When we reached it, we found ourselves staring into some kind of large stone chamber with four hanging light fixtures. In the center we saw our VIP, strapped to a chair and surrounded by three succubi.

Owen and I aim our weapons at the mamono and I say with an authoritative tone, "Step away from him, and we can end this peacefully."

The three succubi giggle and one of them taunts, "Fat chance honey!"

"We'll add you to our collection!" another one shouts as they spread their wings and glide toward us.

It only takes a few well-placed shots, and all three of them are on the floor, stunned from the effects of Demon Realm Silver. Owen and I scan the room to make sure that there weren't going to be any other attackers. Once we were certain that we weren't going to be ambushed anytime soon, we jog up to the man and Owen gets to work untying him.

I place my hands on his legs and explain, "We are members of Task Force M, sent here to rescue you."

The man nods as Owen loosens his rope bindings enough that they fall to the floor. I ask him, "What happened? How did you wind up here?"

Our VIP doesn't respond. Instead, his body begins to glow a bright white. Owen and I take several steps back and level our weapons toward him should he try anything rash, but a shockwave shoots out from him and knocks us to the floor, causing us to drop our weapons in the process. The impact wasn't painful, but it was enough to make my world spin.

Still dazed, I crawl for my pistol, but out of the corner of my eye I see the man rise from his seat and levitate above the center of the room. He shouts in a booming voice, "The trap has been sprung, get them!"

He then vanishes in a cluster of sparkles.

I grab my pistol and sword and manage to stand, though I was still a little dizzy from the shockwave. Owen had succeeded in getting up with his weapon, just as four separate flames swirled into view, soon dissipating and leaving four masked Hinezumis in their wake. There is a thunderous clanking sound, and I can see that an iron gate had slammed shut over our only way out.

With skilled acrobatics and evasive maneuvers, the four fiery mice make their way toward us. I fired several shots toward one of them, but none of the DRS bullets were hitting their mark, and the last thing I remembered before blacking out was catching a roundhouse kick to the face.

Don't know how long I was out, but I woke up in a cage and wearing only my t-shirt and yellow boxer shorts. There were several other cages in view with men inside them, but none of them resembled Owen. "Damn it!" I grunt as I kick the inside of my cage and lean back against it. Now that I think about it, what happened to Nick? Hope he managed to escape and that help would soon be on the way.

I crawled forward at the sound of a door opening and saw a Danuki step in carrying a notepad. She stops in front of me and has the most satisfied smile I had ever seen. She speaks, "I never thought it'd be possible to capture several members of Task Force M, but here we are."

I scowl at her arrogant celebration and say, "You and whoever else is involved in this mess are going to be in so much trouble when my team gets here."

The Danuki wore a look that said that she had planned for a possibility like that, which was later confirmed when she said, "Team? What team?  I don't remember a team coming after us since their headquarters got raided."

A sigh escapes me, but I had to give her credit. You want to kill the beast, you go straight for the heart.

My body turns away from her as she adds the following, "Anyway, the tribe of Amazonesses are going to have so much fun with you later."

Outside, I can hear several hyped up voice. You gotta be kidding me. Once a proud member of one of the best agencies around, soon to be a husband of a tribal mamono.