<b>"<i>Moya, moya, moya</i>... What do we have here?"</b>Natasha cooed, adjusting the scope of her rifle to bring Daniel's face into focus. The surface was normally such a peaceful place. Well, as peaceful as a piece of hell itself could be that is. Yet now it was suddenly crowded with all sorts of people! Red, Nazis... And these guys. Natasha had been following the group for a while now, it appeared they were coming from Elco. There was no other station nearby for miles. Where they here for the job offer? As far as she knew, Elco was of little interest to traders... Not that any of these guys looked like traders of any kind. They didn't look like a well trained unit either. Natasha couldnt overhear their conversation from her vantage point, but even a blind man could see that there was trouble in the group.<br/><br/>Natasha sighed as she slid back behind the broken wall she was hiding behind, as the flare lit the area around her. Were the fools even aware of what they were doing? Not only were the Reds on full alert now, if they werent already from the deafening gunshot, the Nazis knew something was seriously wrong as well. And that wasnt even the worst part! Every mutant in the area was now fully alerted to their presence, drawn to this spot by the smell of gunpowder, blood and light. These idiots were not just stirring one spiderbug's nest, they were rustling three at the same time.<br/><br/>The way Natasha saw it, she had three choices. The first was to just cut her loses and retreat before all hell broke loose, if it wasn't already too late for that. The second was to quickly take down the group, her rifle was silenced and she was a good shot, by the time they'd figure out where she was they would've lost 80% of their team. It would draw the mutants to that spot like flies to a corpse and it would cover her tracks for Nazis and Reds. Of course, she didn't know any of these people and they could be decent people for all she knew. She'd never kill anybody just for the sake of survival, so she'd prefer this to be a last resort option. The last option was to reveal herself to them and quickly guide them away from here. Natasha wasn't as familiar with this specific area, but had a good idea of the layout. Plus, she probably had more surface experience than most of them combined.<br/><br/>Tapping her gun, she looked up at the grey clouds swirling menacingly above her. Sometimes, she was scared that she would one day fall upwards, towards those sad looking clouds and just fall... Endlessly. Natasha shook her head, now was not the time for daydreaming. There was a fourth option. Natasha quickly got back to her feet and back in her vantage point, readying her weapon. She didn't know where the group was headed, but at least she could provide them with covering fire. Natasha had no trouble shooting Nazis, if even half of the stuff she had heard was true, she would be doing the Metro a favor by shooting them. The Reds were somewhat of a problem. Natasha kinda agreed to their vision of a unified Metro, where wealth and poverty were shared in equal measure. Sadly she had never seen a working example. Adjusting her scope to focus on Zi, Natasha decided that for now she would just play the role of guardian angel. And hey, if things went the wrong way, she could always just leave and never look back.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>