Hello everybody! :)
I was thinking about this for a long time and finally decided to come out with it. First thing first, I need to apologize for my grammar. English is not my first language. I'm trying my best but I know it's not 100% so please be patient with me. If you find some unbearable mistakes, pls let me know! Thank you!
Second: I have no idea where this goes or if there even will be need to continue it.. (depends on you guys if you want...) so don't expect miracles haha. All I can say I'll give my heart into it to make it as good as I can. If you have some advices or ideas, feel free to PM me or leave it in reviews. I appreciate everything!
I guess there will be not much of the plot... This time I'm doing this with old team. Not really important when its happening.. I'll see but somewhere before season 8. Who knows. Right now I don't even know if use McRollins or McLynn (could use your advice which would you like to see more, leave it in reviews..) 3
Third: I don't own anything, just the plot... luv ya
Last: Let's do it! :)
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SERENITY
- (n) the state of being calm, peaceful and untroubled.
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"Good morning, I'm agent Burnett, CIA. You have a minute Governor?" It was a normal busy day, until now. It's only 9 a.m. and Denning knew that bad news are coming. Everytime a CIA agent came to his business, his mood rapidly fell. He stopped, observing the new intruder on his island. I alreday don't like this one. He tought as he tried to introduce himself kindly to prevent bad bloods from very first moment.
"Denning... sure.. what's going on?"
"Can we talk in private?" Burnett shook his hand and threw a forced smile trying to obtain the exact same thing. When Denning showed him the way to his office, he followed him. His typical look of 'the guy that brings troubles' was attracting attention. Even Duke that was leaving the building noticed him.
"So... how can I help you agent Burnett?"
"My superiors entrusted me to verify the training of your people."
"Excuse me?" Denning looked at him little shocked.
"It's just the routine control, we do this all around the country. This time it fell on Hawaii."
"You are CIA, how routine it could possibly be?"
"Well.. I'll explain.. we focus on physical ability and ability to resist a stressful situation. Goverment needs to be sure that we have capable people here."
"What exactly does that mean?" He still didn't understand what is going on.
"It means we choose from your people and we will test them, without their knowing of course. Actually no one but you is allowed to know about this."
"What test?"
"They will be put into situation and we will watch how they will react and solve the problem. Their results will be reviewed by our specialist. He will reconsider their capability to do their jobs."
"What if I say no?"
"With all due respect, Governor, you have no word in this.. I already looked in some files and I'm really interested in your special task force.. Five-0.. they have full immunity, right? Sounds like something that needs to be checked from time to time to me.."
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"Hey Duke, what do we have?" Steve and Danny approached dead body lying in the sand. It looked like the poor man spent some time in the water.
"His name is Jury Knyazev, Interpol was looking for him for 4 years. He was kinda busy, drugs, guns and human trafficking."
"Russian?" They had all kinds of people messing around and Danny tought nothing can surprise him anymore. But Steve looked concerned. He put on his gloves and moved aside victim's shirt from his chest.
"Yeah,... you see?" Steve looked back at Danny with big eyes.
"What is it?"
"It's a russian mafia tattoo. Star.. He is from Bratva." Bad news. Very bad news.
"We could have a lot more troubles from this. If they already know he is dead, we will have much more bodies around." Great. It already looks like a big case and Danny hated the idea of full morgue again.
"I'll talk to Governor." Steve took off his gloves and reached for his phone.
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"I'm sorry, I need to take this." Denning stood up from behind the table. Anything that could give him break from this man is welcomed and when he saw it's McGarrett he hoped it would be serious enough to end his session with Burnett. Agent just nodded and turned his attention to files he had in front of him.
"Denning"
'Governor, I'm sorry to disturb you, but we have a dead man from Bratva here. We don't know much yet, he was found an hour ago. It could mean serious treat.'
"That's not good news Commander. We need to secure this until it comes to serious matters. If you need something, you know the rules."
'Yes sir. I'll keep you informed.'
"Oh and Commander?"
'Sir?'
"Good luck."
'Thank you, sir.' Call ended. Dennig just stood in the middle of the corridor hoping this could be serious enough to keep Five-0 busy and Burnett far away from them. He hoped he won't have to put McGarrett and his team trough that insanity that CIA prepared for them. He would be hopelessly powereless to stop it and it scared him.
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"He wished us good luck..." Steve wierdly looked at Danny than back on his phone. He put it back to his pocket forgetting about it.
"He is busy today... CIA" Duke just told for himself.
"CIA?" Steve again threw confused look. Only God knows what he was thinking. Duke nodded, it was obvious he had no more intel about this event. So they gave up on this conversation.
"Hello, gentlemen." Max just arrived. He kneeled downdown to victim and started his work.
"Hey Max"
"Male, late fifties, oh.. Bratva.." His eyes were glued on the tattoo on victim's chest. He was surprised too.
"Yeah... do we know the cause of death?"
"Hmm.. he spent couple of days down there... but I would say it's the gunshot here." Max moved his head and revealed wound entering his head, but not coming out.
"So he was executed... I wonder who would kill somebody with that background not caring about his body being found... he had to be really pissed of.."
"Well ...we will know soon." Steve tapped Danny by his shoulder and headed towards Cammaro. His white T-shirt was rippling in the soft wind coming from the ocean, over his holster, copying his shoulders and hips and falling over the black cargo pants. His walk was confident as always. Somehow it was calming and for some wierd reason Danny hated it. Probably cos he knew Steve is about to make him crazy over something really soon as usually. He stopped opening the door on Cammaro, one hand lifting his gun back to place.
"Should I carry you, your majesty?" He raised his brow and stupidly smiled. Danny just tiredly shook his head and followed him to passenger's seat of his own car.
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"I'm sorry.. I'm afraid your tests will have to be moved to later.. Five-0 is busy right now."
"What case?"
"Executed member of Bratva. It could be messy.. we need to take care of thing as soon as possible."
"Who is it?"
"Interpol number seven. Jury Knyazev."
"Whoa. Actually ...this is perfect. At least we can be serious." Denning was just shocked if it was the right word. This idiot can't be serious. Hawaii is exposed to insane killing machines pack hunt and he wants to use this as an backgound of his stupid test.
"I think you are underestimating the situation agent Burnett." His serious expression was facing an idiotic glance of man who is opsessed with his work.
"You told that I was underestimating your people.. so we need to be convincing, right?" He smiled stupidly. Again.
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Three hours later
"It was glock, 9 mm. Designed bullet. That guy was risking a lot..." His both hands were squeezing the wheel again. Danny noticed it, but didn't mind it.
"I still don't get it... maybe it's some kind of warning.. he knew they're gonna get looking for him, he left a little souvenir in guys's head.." Manoeuvring with his hands, one trying to make some shadow from noon sun. They stopped on the red. It was crowded neighborhood. People passing by, minding their own bussiness. Restaurants around were stuffed amd whole city was drowning in the heat of sun and warm bodies.
"Wait a minute... they shot him with that angle, designed bullet and threw his body to ocean... Are you with me?" Steve's eyes wide open suddenly facing him.
"Yakuza..."
"Exactly!" Danny wasn't sure if Steve was excited of their finding or just shook as hell. His expression was mixture of 'good, we are getting close' and 'we are definitely screwed'.
"No no no... they are caring their own business.. war between clans? You know what could that mean?"
"Yeah Danny... I know.." Okey, now he was sure. It was the 'we are screwed' one. And he felt in his gut that he is little concerned too.
"There's that problem that we could not stop the running train.. mean troubles.. big troubles.. Steven!" Finally they moved and a little silent while later turned to much quieter area. Steve always rode this way to palace. His short-cuts were sometimes useful, especially in these freaking hot days.
"I could use a coffee... really strong one.. to wake me up from--" Danny's sentence was cut off. His head just dropped to his chest.
"Buddy! .. Danny?! What's wrong?!?!" Steve had no idea what the hell just happened. He pulled over and started shakin his friend like a maniac getting no response back. Danny was out .. just like that. His brain couldn't process it and even though the wave of adrenaline was rushing trough his body, he felt his eylids getting heavier... they just closed despite his struggle, his body fell back to his seat, weak and unable to make a tiniest move. And all of a sudden he lost a track of time and the heat and blackness cpulled him to unwanted sleep. They didn't feel anything anymore. Not even when the doors were opened, their seatbelts removed and their bodies carried away in strong grip.
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So, that's it!
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Thank you for your time! Have a nice day.