<div class="floatleft">(http://i49.tinypic.com/f43dok.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Nikita Stack</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Hiding in a nearby ditch</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Tisha, Her team in vicinity</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Having a good time.</td></tr></tbody></table><br/>Nobody would have expected the brutal manner in which the serenity of this peaceful forest which was disturbed in matter of few seconds. Nikita watched the decoy, the patrol car, whoever it was driving that had no idea what kind of situation they had just managed to get themselves into. Soon enough there were those precise, careful shots fired by Eve. That crazy bitch, yet how much she loved her in that moment for setting the chaos about to engulf them into motion. Decoy had been rolling, but all along Nikita's eyes were on the<em>real</em>prize in this thing. Tisha Magnessen who was arriving in her bright pink car nearer and nearer to the scene with every passing moment. Then came a booming noise, there were explosions and fireworks!<br/><br/>Zhùhǎo had done her job! The fireworks exploded, as if she was signing a piece of art with her own signature. Woman had style, something which Nikita often admired in her partners. There was destruction all over. The two vehicles a near wreck under the weight of the large car, decoy shattered like anything. Grey smoke overtook the surroundings and amidst all of this an unmistakable sound of a speeding car had not gone unnoticed. Car, which came to a screeching halt. Car, whose occupant was in for one fine surprise. A nasty one which was going to make her regret of driving in that pink vehicle for the rest of her miserable existence. Her eyes had not lost the wavering pink car amidst all the distractions. Always keep your eye on the prize, had been her motto and right now, Tisha was her prize. Her ever alert senses could hear footsteps approaching her. Nikita felt slight hesitation in the way their owner moved. Element of shock, surprise and horror all mixed together. But then again, could anyone blame her? Its not everyday one ends up in a crash like this, sapped of any means of communication with civilization outside and surrounded by some of the nastiest individuals on Earth, now did they?<br/><br/>Finally the footsteps reached her and the owner of the voice, the dark brown haired woman was kneeling by her side. Her voice filled with worry asking if she was okay or not. Nikita let out a groan. Playing the person in pain to utmost perfection. "Oh gods..just..god it hurts..what happened...?" She mumbled out the words before with an effort turning herself over to face Tisha and made a grab for her hand as if it was a lifeline. Her hand held firmly on to it, gazing into the eyes of the woman. Suddenly a change occurs. A sly grin spreads over the face of the injured woman. "I am okay, but<em>you</em>my dear..are most certainly not!"<br/><br/>Before Tisha can even realize, Nikita moved like a snake in the grass and quickly pulls her down, pouncing upon her and begins to beat her face into a pulp with her carefully timed punches. Oh this is good, she's going to leave her in pain and regretting this decision of hers for the rest of her miserable existence. One could easily put a bullet into her and put an end to this really, but where's the fun in that? Its boring, its not exciting. After all, any good job needs to be peppered with some element of fun every now and then. A little excursion for us to relax some...<br/><br/><hr/>