It was a dark and stormy night as Mikael and Josiah sat in their truck, lights off with the heater going. Mikael checks his watch, the low orange illumination reads 0230 hours. Now was the perfect time for them to make their move.
He looks towards Josiah and nods his head, no other words needed to be spoken. They shut off the truck and step out, cold winds nipping at their hands and faces as they approach the back of their enclosed truck bed.
Opening the enclosed truck bed reveals two gear sets, one for each of them. Body armor with level four plates, radios with earpieces, helmets with nvgs, suppressed rifles and pistols for the both of them, a sledge hammer and bolt cutters.
They don't the gear in silence and double check the others gear ensuring everything is in place. After closing the covered bed back up, they bump gloves fists and look towards a warehouse.
Tonight they would commit a crime but save innocents in the process. To some they would be nothing more than criminals but heroes to others.
They weren't in this for fame, glory or infamy. No, they were doing this because it was what was right and the proper authorities hands were tied and couldn't do anything about it.
The warehouse belonged to a corrupt billionaire with sick tastes and he had the local judges on his payroll which ensured his ass was covered from local authorities.
The brothers had long had enough of women and children going missing in their area and decided to take matters into their own hands. Tonight, the billionaires goons would get a one way ticket to hell, the women and children would go home free.
Silently, the two brothers moved along the shadows as one, clearing corners and advancing together as a single entity. They moved around the warehouse and found the lines powering the warehouse. Josiah lowered his weapon and cut the power with his bolt cutters while Mikael provided overwatch.
The entire area went dark, the fool thought he was protected and hadn't felt the need for a backup generator. The brothers lowered their nvgs and turned them on. With a slight hum, the world turned a vibrant, clear orange color and they moved.
They advanced to a ladder before they encountered their first sign of the enemy, two armed thugs had been dispatched to check out the box. Without hesitation, Mikael and Josiah put a suppressed bullet in each of their heads, ending their wretched lives then and there.
The brothers took a moment to recover, neither had ever taken a life before but they had trained for it. A minute passed before Josiah tapped Mikael on the shoulder, signalling he was ready to move again.
With a nod, Mikael gestured to the ladder and Josiah began climbing it silently as Mikael provided overwatch. Once the top was clear, Josiah done the same for his brother. Soon both brothers had made it to the second floor of a three story warehouse and began searching for a way inside.
Mikael found it and clicked his mic, letting Josiah know without words. Silently they opened the door, bastard was so confident he hadn't locked it. They slipped inside and immediately took defensive positions.
The room was dark and full of filing cabinets overflowing with papers. Opening the door slightly revealed a dark, empty hallway. The brothers made their way to the stairs and quietly went to the third floor, what they found there disgusted them.
The area was well lit and a dozen men were enjoying themselves using the captives bodies regardless of if they were willing or not. In the corner was the Billionaire, drinking champagne and smoking a cigar while watching the going ons amused.
Mikael lined up his rifle and fired, the bullet sailed through the air, through the rich bastards brain and out the back of it into the wall. Before anyone could react, the brothers turned their rifles to the thugs and dispatched them as well.
One girl went to scream but her mouth was covered my Josiah's gloves hand. He shook his head and held up a finger to his mouth. Once she nodded her head, a hopeful spark in her eyes, did he remove his hand.
Mikael spoke up, his voice deep and smooth. "You girls stay here while we deal with the rest of the thugs. If any other thugs come in here, all of you scream loudly. We will be sending the other women and children up here so take care of them."
Seeing them nod, the two brothers turned and left. The door closed behind them with a soft click. They paused for a moment and breathed deeply, their primary target was dead. The rest were just bonus objectives.
The brothers moved like phantoms as they silently reaped the lives of several dozen more guards. Glancing at his watch, the time read 0500. They swept the building once more and found no more guards or thugs.
Josiah pulled out his phone and called the police, informing them of what had taken place and to bring several dozen ambulances to treat the women. After hanging up, they brought the girls downstairs to the front of the warehouse.
As they waited, the brothers disarmed themselves and removed their gear. They knew what they had done was a serious crime and that they were going to prison so why make the officers jobs any harder than needed?
10 minutes later the police showed up and cuffed them. Before they could be ready their rights, a rookie cop who was in the man's payroll shot both brothers in the heart and stomach.
The brothers collapsed to the ground and bled out slowly. Josiah turned to Mikael, both brothers smiled at each other. Josiah spoke this time, his voice lighter and more pleasing then his brothers.
"In our next life, I pray to Odin we are brothers once more." With that he passed away with Mikael following him into the afterlife mere seconds later.