Hey guys! This is TyForestGames, and I'm back to write Agent Rhode Island's origin story! Since I am unable to wait for Season 14, this should keep me tied up until then. And hopefully keep you interested in the process. Oh, and all of it will be written in Ryan/Rhode's point of view. So let's jump right in!
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Prologue: Sharkface
Fire. Smoke. Screaming.
All of that filled my eyes and ears as I looked at my home's main lobby. Why? Why did this happen?
Of course, I already knew the answer. These guys were Insurrectionists. Me and my family were rich funders of Project Freelancer. We already knew that we were a huge target to begin with. That's why we have a high level security system. That's why my parents have given me self defense classes and weapons training ever since I was seven. But that didn't matter.
It had all happened so quickly. We all heard a crash as the front doors to the mansion were blown open. We rushed to the noise and saw at least twenty soldiers storm in, shooting everywhere. But the one that caught our eyes was the one soldier in the middle of the room.
He was a huge figure, dressed in thick, steel-grey armor with maroon highlights, his visor was patterned with two rows of teeth like a shark's, a flame sticker was prominent on his chest and he wielded a huge flamethrower patterned with a shark head. That shark symbol was a symbol I would never forget.
There were only three of us, me and my parents, but we managed to put up a decent fight. As we fought, the huge soldier used his flamethrower and began burning the house down. I was armed with only a pistol and my parents with assault rifles. But we didn't last long.
My dad went down first. My mother shrieked when she saw him fall to the ground, distracting her long enough to get shot herself. I was panicking. I now fired my shots wildly into the crowd of soldiers, taking down a few before one shot me in the leg.
I fell to the ground in pain, grasping my wounded leg. I looked up and saw the huge soldier walk up to me. He grabbed me by the shirt collar and threw me back towards the doors. He laughed as I struggled to get up. He walked towards me again and I fired a shot to his chest piece. The bullet just plinked off of his armor.
He picked me up by the collar again and took off his helmet. He had apparently lost his hair on one side of his head and his face was covered in burn scars. His eyes glinted evilly.
"Listen kid," he said, "I think you've learned your lesson. That's why I'm giving you ten seconds to get out before I change my mind about killing you."
He dropped me and laughed. I tilted my head up and pulled out my pistol. I fired. Fortunately, I hit him. Unfortunately, it only hit his left eye and he screamed in pain. He stumbled back, grasping his face a began to breathe more slowly, trying to ignore the pain. He glared at me in pure hatred and I tried to shoot him again. Just my luck, I'm out of bullets.
I took that opportunity to run. I burst out of the opening that used to be my front door, ignoring the pain that my leg was causing, and took off towards the city, not daring to look back. I didn't get too far until I saw cop cars and fire trucks speeding towards my house.
One of the cops stopped when he saw me and asked what was wrong. I told him who I was and that Insurrectionists had attacked my house and burned it down. He drove me to the city hospital and told me to stay where I was until they got back. So I did just that as the doctors fixed me up.
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Just twenty minutes later, I noticed the sirens of the cars and looked up. I immediately noticed that there were significantly less cars than before; about two fire trucks and five cop cars. There were at least three times that amount when they passed me. The cop from before drove up and told me to get in. He was taking me to the local police station for interrogation.
And I knew that my life was going to get worse from here.
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And there's your prologue! And that's how Sharkface got that eye injury as shown in Season 13. Till next time guys!
