your oc was a bounty hunter and had recently been payed off to hunt a mantacore agent, stating them as "a high class worker" which normally with mantacore agents meant they were armed and violent never the less you tracked down the target, arriving at a small factory, you quickly rushed past most defences, wiping out a few automated guards. when you arrived you expected to see a hulking brute, probably waiting, but instead there was a short man wearing a helmet, looking quite frightened, wwyd

they looked at them, confused as they stepped back* greg: u-uhm- y..your not the d-deliverer are you-?

They looked at it and gasped, quickly turning around to run*

*they quickly started to open up a device attached to their wrist, starting what seemed to be alarms*

*they screamed in pain, trying to kick away from their grasp*

greg: H-HELP-!

they finally passed out*

they wriggled around, grunting in annoyance*

greg: w-where am i-?!

Greg: ..

greg: them..?

they looked up at them nervously*

greg: u-uh.. sure-

they just sat nervously*

they ate it slowly*

they were still unsure of them*

They finished finally*

they just sat in a corner*

They were still nervous*

greg: did you just... p a t m e ?

greg: .. thanks..

they gave a tired smile*

and then back to worry as door go knock*

this guy was at the door* jack: ya got the target?

jack: great! ^^ take me to em

greg scared* jack: wow i expected- worse- *they casually put their ak-47 away*

*casually just grabs greg by their arm*

they nodded, patting them happily*

jack: you did a good job :D

greg: p-please let g-go-

jack sighed* jack: aight

they tied greg up*

jack: you could come with me back to base if ya want

jack: ^^

*s c a r e d g r e g*

they began walking to hq*

vibe*

greg: c-can i be put down now-

scared mans* jack: wow they werent lying about them being a mess away from the facilities-

jack: not surprised, they grew up in that hell

greg just silently starting at their wrist*

jack: im gonna place em down

they just placed them on a chair and added yet a n o t h e r rope*

scared bean still*

greg: ...

still scared*

s t i l l s c a r e d*

nervy*

greg: why would you h-help them- a-arent they villains- *hehe mantacore raising be like*

they blinked*

just confused now*

greg: ..

greg: n o

jokes on him hes feeling slightly better*

greg: you should get r-rest

greg: ..

nervous smile lol*

*hehe yawn*

they stepped back, putting their hand up* greg: W-what are you d-doing?!

Greg: W-wait you m-must have got it wrong-! why w-would i have a bounty-?

they gulped nervously*

greg: s-.. silently-

they gently grasped their wrist as they were carried*

there was a sudden shock from them, painful enough to make them drop greg*

*they pulled out a gun, pointing it at them* Greg: g-get back!

greg just thought for a minute about what just happened before running*

greg: OW-!

*they looked up with horror*

greg: l-live!

there was chatter on the radio, mainly mindless banter*

it was the one they originally was gave for the bounty*

"southeast of the nearby forest" a voice responded*

they bumped across the floor as they were dragged, their mask slumping down*

indeed) "incoming" there was a chuckle as a van pulled out nearby*

a few masked soldiers came out, one holding the radio. their mask has a demented smile on it*

???: this isnt negotiable sir, besides less the travel

there was a sudden gun shot, piercing through their chest*

there was more, a few hitting their head*

the one that was talking through the radio seemed to quickly regenerate, jumping out the way*

the soldier chased after* ???: your defending that menace?! Wow your more of a imbecile than the others! *they cackled*

they pulled out a fire axe* ???: im just telling ya that man brings more death by accident than all the assassins ive hired ever have

they just whistled with them, greg slowly waking up*

grge: -!? LET GO O-OF ME-!

they yelped, before going out cold*

they arrived finally*

the guards were pointing their guns* soldier 1: and you also injured our troopers

soldier 2: still, dumb move

soldier 2: i wouldnt do that

they sighed* soldier 2: fine leave the bounty here

they tied up greg, then got a brief case*

they placed the brief case in front of them*

it was filled with cash*

soldier 2: hm?

once they left a weird portal started open in the building*

*the others 10 in the room opened fire*

greg was finally waking up*

greg: uhm.. who are y-you-?

they blinked* greg: are you.. a d-deliverer o-or-?

greg: then who are you-?

Greg: ACK-! the hell-

*they quickly were knocked out*

*there was a emergency exit*

there was no guards luckily*

*they started to slowly wake up*

*they woke up and panicked, grabbing a pocket knife they had and swinging it at their arm*

greg: L-LET GO OFF M-ME!

they fell down, getting up and running for the factory*

they pressed a button on the console on their wrist, setting the facility to lock down*

they locked themselves in their room, panicking a little from earlier*

They were just scared now*

at nights a good idea as all their defences are low*

*it reached night as they took a nap*

since most the bots were manually told were to go, most were just inactive*

their room was a mess of blueprints and assignments*

y e a*

they were snoring so they were probs fast asleep*

they were still asleep*

it was a abandoned facility*

there were footsteps*

greg: oh u-uh yeah- a-are you the delivery o-or-

greg: yea, my b-bots said a delivery was d-due

they took heir mask off, giving a nervous smile. poor dude hasnt even noticed that they were in danger*

greg: hey are you ok, you look down?

greg nodded* greg: alright

a voice responded on the radio "you do know the money involved right? plus its this or we do our own plan"

"but you what?" the voice was diffrent compared to the one who gave the mission, so that probs explained why the conversation was so blunt*

*there was a sigh* "theres some tranquilizer darts in the package we gave you with the coordinates"

"if you dont want em dead then just bring them to the pick up zone"

*the radio turned off*

greg: hm-? am i needed elsewhere?

they nodded getting up* greg: some fresh air would be good

greg walked out the factory, covering their eyes from the sun. it was obvious they hadnt been outside for ages*

greg: hm-? alright

greg: AGH-! T-The hell-?! *they got jabbed in the neck, quickly knocking them out*

it was a few soldiers that knocked em out, picking greg up*

soldier 1: atheria thanks you for this delivery *they placed a brief case down, walking away*

they soldier turned around* soldier 1: i am aware

soldier 1: its our company name, plus our founders

Soldier 2: its in the briefcase

it was stuffed with cash*

They walked away to their van*

they let out surprised screams, the van crashing into a tree*

they had started to slowly wake up*

greg: gh..-? AH-! *they saw them and crawled back, not expecting to see them*

they looked at their self, panicking a bit* greg: w-where my uniform!

they did remember the fact it was stained from oil and fires, sighing as they nodded*

greg: alright..

greg: i-its.. fine..

greg laughed* greg: its not that simple- m-mantacore wouldve done so by now

they shook their head*

it was weird, since most mantacore related stories were about their violent attacks or manipulation yet this one seemed just to be calm*

they nodded slowly*

they blinked* greg: uh- what are those?

greg was still confused-*

greg: uh.. sure-

they nodded just sitting*

greg: wait its made already-

they ate it*