CHAPTER 1 – Unknown Text

"Agents, I have a new mission for you" General Beckman, wearing her usual CIA outfit, spoke via the camera as she talk to her three agents who are stationed in Burbank – Chuck, Sarah and Casey.

Chuck sat on a chair in front of the plasma TV where General Beckman's live video coverage straight from Washington is seen. Sarah and Casey stood beside him. Excitement and thrill lure over the three of them because new mission means awesome experience, well at least for Casey and Sarah.

A picture of a 50-ish white man, wearing a suit and a tie, is shown on the TV.

"His name is Draco Giovanni. Ambassador of Ukraine. In 2 days, he'll go to Washington for a state visit. But rumours have it that different coup de tats from Ukraine are forming an alliance to ambush the ambassador as soon as he step foot in the White House." Gen. Beckman explained as different pictures of Draco are shown in the TV.

"Er, General. Why do Ukrainians want to kill him?" Chuck asked.

"He's infamous as a drug lord and owns the number 1 smuggling manufacturer in the world. Sources say that aside from visiting our president here in America, he's also going to check with his comrades and clients for their trade-offs and business." Sarah explained to Chuck while still looking at the pictures.

"So, what are we gonna do?" Casey asked trying to lessen the sound of his grunt.

"Well" – General began explaining – "it's kinda' simple. Stop the smuggling business of Draco Giovanni, bring him to CIA, and then stop this organization that will kill him"

"Wa-wait. Who's the organization?" Sarah asked as she leaned on the table.

"Honestly, the CIA has no idea. Sources confirm that this organization is a top notch and skilled hidden organization which helps big and rich people around the world to do something for them. They're basically assassins. Furthermore, this organization is said to be the reason why different coups from Ukraine gather in the USA to kill Draco" General answered Sarah's question.

"So, it means someone hired this organization to kill Draco? And this somebody is rich and powerful! Perhaps also from Ukraine?" Chuck said with full of excitement.

"You're correct Chuck" – a picture of another 40-ish white man is shown – "agents, this is John Ronaldo. He's Irish, yet he lived in Ukraine for years. Draco and John were best friends and comrades in whatever their business was. But later on, when the cops found out the smuggling business they have, Draco put the blame on John. Using his ambassador powers, he put John in jail for 20 years. And just last month, John Ronaldo was bailed… and very mad"

"So, why do Ukrainians want to kill Draco?" Casey asked.

"John did what Draco did to him – reverse the story. He exposed Draco's business to the media, added some stuff in the story to spice it up, and reveal all the evidences." Beckman sighed for a while, and then continued explaining. "Agents, what you are about to encounter are two big dogs in a middle of war".

"Nice. Like Goraldo and Diamante in '97." Casey said as his face glistened with excitement.

"When are we going to leave?" Sarah asked General.

"Tonight. 7 pm sharp. You are all going to Washington." General answered, and then she turned off her camera so there's only the CIA logo in the Plasma TV.

"Well, that's nice. A mission. Tonight. It's Devon's birthday." Chuck said as he looked down trying to think of a good excuse to miss Devon's birthday party at their compound in Burbank"

"Chuck! Chuck! It's me Devon!" Devon kept on knocking at Chuck's house.

"Just a minute!" Chuck answered back as he hurried down the living room from his bedroom to open the door. When he opened the door, a fully-smiled and awesome-filled Devon is waiting for him.

"Hey Chucky Chuck, just wanna remind you about my party tonight! It's gonna be AWESOME!" Devon entered Chuck's house without asking permission and sat at the sofa.

"Look buddy. There's a problem." Chuck tried his best to explain to Devon that they cannot attend the party.

"Er, what's that? Oh, I know! You forgot to burn the CDs for the music tonight! Well it's ok. Jeff said he's gonna DJ tonight. But I hope that Jeffsters are not gonna happen" Devon said as he laughed to what he said.

"Well, no. I cannot come tonight. Some spy stuff." Chuck covered his face and sat beside Devon.

"Wh-what? Dude. Seriously?" Devon is shocked and flustered. He immediately stood up as Chuck is about to tap him in the shoulder and went to the door. "You know what. Fine. Do some spy stuff. Your country needs you more, bro." And then Devon slammed the door.

Regretting everything he said, Chuck looked at the window and he saw Devon who looks so frustrated as he enter their home.

This party ain't just any party. He and Devon planned this for 3 months. It's actually a triple celebration because ONE, it's Devon's birthday, TWO, it's Clara's first birthday (although her real birthday is 2 months ago), and THREE, Ellie will be sent to New York next week to be part of a special surgical team for 2 weeks in one of the biggest hospitals in the world.

Chuck went back to his room, sat on his bed, with all the clothes and a bag for their departure tonight. He still can't believe that he cannot come to the party. He did a lot for this.

"But I guess Devon's right. My country needs me." Chuck said to himself. He lied down his bed and thought about Devon's disappointed face.

Suddenly, his IPhone ringed. Somebody texted. It must be Ellie, he thought.

He slowly took his phone on the study table beside his laptop afraid that Ellie sent him a very mean text message.

He read the text. Chuck's face became mortified as he read the text message from an unknown sender. He immediately forwarded this message to Sarah and Casey.

I heard what you are planning to do. Taking out a big top-secret organization. Well, I'm here for help. I know who they are. Contact me here. Trust me, but trust nobody else.

-Nikita