Let's get this party started.

"Thanks Dean," spoke Andre walking out of the limo, as one of the burly penthouse guards held open the limo door. The Snake was followed by Miss Wells then Agent Hope. The second of Cole's guards stood by a door, quickly opening it as the three limo passengers entered what seemed to be a back alley. Walking through a dark hallway, Andre took out a two-way radio. "All units, the Snake has entered the building."

Andre then opened the only other door in the hallway, bring out a flash of white light. Agent Hope had to shield her eyes at first, then quickly adjusted after a few seconds. A wooden stage with a white podium laid before them. To the right, a giant wall with tall windows showing a park with a water fountain. To the left, no short of 100 cameras and news reporters waiting for Andre to speak. Everyone quickly took their positions. Andre took the podium. Dana and the other bodyguard to his right, while Ava and Dean to his left.

Andre began his speech. Ava cracked a smile as the Snake not two seconds into his talk dropped a "mother-fuckin'" for the most likely live streamed telecast. Somewhere Newman is shaking his head, maybe second guessing why he sent an agent to protect this asshole. As Andre kept going off on being just a simple business man and wrongfully accused, Ava began scanning her surroundings.

Almost unheard from Cole's longwinded verbal vomit, Ava heard a faint humming sound. Suddenly she heard the shifting of gears and looked behind her. Through the window a dump-truck was going full speed toward the stage. Knowing she wouldn't be able to get to him in time, Agent Hope screamed out "COLE! MOVE!" Andre turned to her and looked puzzled, but the other bodyguard understood exactly what she meant. He grabbed him by the collar and jumped backwards, bringing Andre airborne but away from the podium.

Ava suddenly felt a muscular arm wrapped around her abdomen, jerking her backwards as her feet left the ground. Once she finally landed, she looked up just as a loud crash echoed through the lecture hall. Glass shattered everywhere as the cameramen and reporters sprinted away from the center of the room. the dump-truck completely pulverizing the podium and stopped on top of a few abandoned news cameras.

A dozen armed men in light green and brown fatigues exited out of the truck with automatic guns ready. Dean quickly blocked Ava's view with his arm bent at a 90 degree angle. Suddenly a large metal shield extended from his wrist, wide enough to encompass both Ava and Dean, as well as tall enough to cover their heads. Ava looked over to thug two, deploying the same shield to protect both Andre and Dana. Andre lit a newly found cigarette in his mouth then unsheathed two golden pistols. Dana reached down into her blouse and pulled out a small but formidable looking pistol.

The Snake looked at Ava with the wide smile of madman. "I was getting bored anyways! You ready to rock and roll Banshee?!" Ava using both hands reached behind her back, wiping out two pistols. She gave a quick nod to Andre then Dean as they waited for their chance...