The North PacificBoard

The street market had completed blocked the street and nobody had mentioned that it would be going on so her planned route was completely dead. Tuna was a rather difficult person to find. Luckily, this particular woman had become quite adept at finding people who did not want to be found. This market wasn't making anything easier though. She tried to reign in her irritation. Hidesh was one of the nicer cities in Mayari so if she had to spend this time finding someone, she'd rather it be here than many other places in the country.

She had been searching for a good few hours now, but she had to keep going. Tuna had landed at Hedah Airport just less than a day ago, but it was unclear where he had gone next. Unfortunately, not much had been unearthed about the exact nature of Tuna's business, and the persistent press of time didn't help matters. The dusty air clouded the woman's vision and she stepped out of the beaten up car that she had rented when she got here. She knew that this time was not going to be a productive time. What she was really doing was waiting for more news of Tuna while staying here in the meantime.

As she stood there in the dust, she took in the market that was sprawled like a drunk over the street. Various men and woman cried out in Mayarin advertising their selection of wares. The woman watched as a bout of haggling turned ugly. She turned away from it all, placing her hands on her hips. It looked like she would have to report the lack of success, but a movement in an alleyway caught her eye and as she looked, her breath caught in her throat. The face that she had spent hours burning into her mind, was staring directly at her. She straightened and the man known as Tuna took off running down the alley. The Mzeusian dashed across the road to catch up, sprinting into the alleyway. As she did so a knife flew out of the darkness and she swerved wildly to avoid the blade. She almost missed it, but it sliced into her stomach as she tumbled away from it.

She hadn't been expecting Tuna to stop and ambush her, but her shock was overcome by the adrenaline. As Tuna stabbed towards her with the knife, she sidestepped and aimed a punch at him. He ducked and a fist rocketed towards her jaw. She twisted out of the way and launched a kick at the man's sternum. He stumbled but didn't fall, lunging again with the knife. The Mzeusian dodged the attack, leant in close and jabbed the man in the throat. Pressed her advantage, she bent low under another swipe and grabbed the man's ankles, pulling them out from underneath him. He hit the concrete floor of the alley but aimed the knife at the woman's own ankles. She kicked the weapon out of his hand and reached down, pummelling him with blows. When Tuna was sufficiently incapacitated, the woman dragged him to somewhere less open, and did what she had known she would have to do.

The body was placed in a dumpster, and the Mzeusian paused. The wound in her side was deeper than she had thought and she had just ruined the timing of the entire operation. Things weren't looking good.

Somewhere in Mzeusia

"14th of Akedon, 22:30. Agent Phyniskos reporting. Aminos fountain, pigeon being fed. The fisherman sent after Tuna was assaulted by her quarry and they fought. She managed to overcome and kill him although she is injured. We are bringing her out of there with the utmost haste. We have tracked down Turbot, but we have so failed to find Red Snapper and he remains the only fish whose Status has not been moved to One. Even though Red Snapper remains at large, I feel that we should strike now. Tuna is no more, and we are in a position to have nine out of the surviving ten eliminated."

The voice went through the protocol before speaking. "Okay. It looks like we will send the big fisherman after Red Snapper. As for the others, let's bring them on land."