LIGHTNING

The sound of fighting echoed high across the whole building spiking the adrenaline surge through Lightning's veins as her heart rate sped up in accordance with the danger level. 

She has been making her slowly through the turns and lots of cubicles in the building but has yet to encounter any weapons. Where the fuck are they? She growled harshly in her mind. If those fuckers that brought her have been playing her about being a weapon in here she was going to kill them when she gets out of here. 

Lightning ears twitched as she picked up something usual. She froze in her step and listened. A bullet heading in her direction. Her survival instinct took over and she ducked a second the bullet would have impacted her right chest causing it to graze her shoulder instead. 

Lightning eyes flashed quickly in the direction the bullet came from to see a guy about her age dressed up as a college in dark grey polo and saggy washed-out ragged jeans. In his hands