Onward! Pt.4

The buzzing started up and Smith covered his ears. His tear ducts would have spilled liquid if he'd still had the ducts to begin with. the enhanced eyes that the Agency had given Smith did many things but they did not shed tears. Besides, he was an Operator for the Agency and he didn't do things like cry. Even when an female Neekreshi Warrior was speaking with the voice buffer turned off. His ears began to bleed and he could feel reality slipping away from him rapidly. He crashed down onto the concrete amid the remnants of dirty old shoes, rancid meals in plastic bags and broken phials and discarded needles. The last thing Smith felt before the lights went out was the Neekreshi Warrior slamming her good foot down onto his spine...

Previously on Onward!...

The lights of the LAPD gunship flashed down on Smith's car. He hid in the shadows of the alleyway as the gunship flew by. It hovered over the area where the Neekresh's body had been. Smith held his breath and watched as the light turned off and the low hum of the gunship's engines drifted off into the heart of the city. Smith was safe for now.
He looked at the Neekresh. It was a female and of the the Warrior Caste. And she was pissed that Smith had shattered her ankle.

There was a garbled buzzing as the voice buffer turned on. The Neekresh Warrior was going to speak...