LOG DATE 1/20/16 16 HOURS
SPECIAL OPS AGENT
Flint Brown a.k.a. dusk
"Stand up soldier!," my captain, James shouts in me.
I stand up shocked and saluted him.
I yawn and scratch my back
"Follow me"
I stand up and follow him out of the barracks and to the intel room.
I work for the White Eagles, we're are secret government association.
We save the world and nobody knows it.
You remember the bombing and army tanks rolling around Washington DC. I know you don't, we are just that good.
We get in and out without making a sound, we stop the threat and clean it up before anyone notices.
I'm one of the top agents flint a.k.a. dusk.
"We need someone to be the subject for our robotics program H.U.N.T.E.R.," he informs me. "We are making a super soldier. One that can take out an army of 30 by themselves, one that can take out a tank with their bare hands, a soldier that can shoot a target a mile away.
"Of course!", I say.
I have always wanted to be a super soldier. Maybe captain America and I can talk about life as a super soldier over a cup of tea.
They lead me to the lab as they hook me into a bed.
They stick a wire in both of my arms and strap me down