"recognized Bullet B08" the computerized voice rang out as Bullet stormed into the cave.
"How was the mission" Nightwing asked.
"perfect" bullet сказал(-а) angrily.
"what went wrong"
"nothing!" bullet shouted. His helmet, with it's now broken an blood splattered visor, morphed into glasses and his torn armor into normal cloths.
Nightwing followed bullet into his room "what went wrong" he asked again.
Bullet sat down. "nothing went wrong" he сказал(-а) "the mission was a success"
"good" Nightwing сказал(-а) "head to the infirmary and get yourself cleaned up"
"I'm fine" bullet said
"are Ты sure" Nightwing replied "your arm looks pretty bad"
"it's broken" bullet answered "it'll be healed by morning"
Nightwing shrugged "same mission tomaro. Protect the senator at all cost"
"yes sir" bullet grumbled





EARLIER THAT DAY

Bullet scanned the crowed and sighed, no one out of the ordinary, no one seemed to jump up and attack the man giving the speech. Bullet sighed again "well this sucks" he thought to himself "no action"
He scanned the surrounding buildings, there on вверх of a building a girl about his age wearing a mask, and dark outfit was holding a sniper and aiming at the senator.
Bullet materialized a sniper for himself, took aim, and fired. His aim was perfect it hit his target on the gun and permanently jammed it. He jumped over two buildings and landed in front of the now surprised assassin.
"looks like the shadows got a new recruit" bullet сказал(-а) and grinned.
"I'm better than Ты think" the girl said, taking out two knifes.
"prove it" bullet said. Her eyes narrowed and she charged bullet her first two attacks were blocked, but the Далее one caught bullet in the stomach. Instead of hurting him it bounced of as a small shield glowed around his armor and helmet. She frowned and  ran to the Далее building.
"you better run" bullet muttered then looked down, he tried to get to the Далее building, but the small explosive the assassin dropped detonated. Bullet was thrown off the building, he landed on the ground with a crunch. He groaned and rolled off his arm. He got up just as the assassin landed softly beside him he turned as the assassin kicked his helmet, the visor shattered scratching his face. He stumbled as her knifes sliced into his armor. She kicked him again and he went down. She raised her knives but hesitated.
"enough" bullet muttered, he waved his hand and the assassin flew back. Bullet stood up, energy flowed through him. The assassin got up and through her knives at him. He caught the firs one and deflected the секунда one with the one he caught. The assassin threw down a smoke bomb and disappeared. Bullet sighed and headed to the nearest zeta.