A fic request from cryptids_x_death ! I hope you guys like it!

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An abandoned apartment. A lead that secret agent for the alteran empire was hiding out there. Special agent Keith Kogane climbed in through an open window. He brushed himself off and looked around. A dusty couch, a broken alien version of a television.

Keith mumbled to himself. "Deserted." Another false tip. Why did he even bother going to planet after planet looking for those Altean traitors? He was about to turn and leave when Keith heard the hardwood creek. Like lightning, He pulled out his gun, and whipped around. Only to have a gun pressed up against his head when he turned around. Special Agent Lance Mclain. He growled and copied the other agents idea of a gun against a head.

"You know, I knew I'd eventually run into you Mr. McClain."

Lance smiled. "Please, call me Lance, Keefers."

Keith rolled his eyes and pressed the barrel harder onto his head. "So you're here to kill me, or to find out B.O.M secrets?"

Lance shrugged. "Either or pal. Depends if you're willing to talk or not, I suppose. But in my defense, this is my fake apartment. You're the one who came here interrogate me first. Anyway, I'm guessing you're here to find out Altean secrets, or you'll kill me?"

"Thanks for the clarification Captain Obvious."

"Oh, Captain? I like that."

Keith sighed. "I guess the question now is, who's gonna talk? Or who's gonna die?"

Lance thought about it for a second. "We can both blurt it out, and then kill ourselves."

Keith laughed a little, then quickly realized what her was doing and regained his seriousness. "Very funny, but How is this gonna work?"

"Honestly? One of us will be lying in a pool of their own blood, saying their last hail mary before reaching the gates hell."

Keith glared at him. "Why don't you just shoot me already?"

Lance smirked. "Same reason you're not shooting me. Because we know that we will both die before revealing classified information to the other, yet still want a shot at getting the information."

Keith groaned. "You could die in the next five minutes, and you're making jokes?"

"Might as well. Someone has to. Getting kind of tense in here."

"Got any other bad jokes and puns? Now's the time."

Lance smiled. "They come and go. We'll see as the shootoff goes on."

Keith went straight to the point. "What is the password to the alarm in the main hub?"

Lance rolled his eyes. "Where is the comet, and what do you plan to do with it?"

Keith sighed. "What happens if we actually do both give each other the information?"

"Hm. Well, if we decide not shoot each other afterwards, I would give the information, then be either be killed by our own team, or seriously demoted. I'm guessing the same goes for you too."

Keith nodded. "Quite a dilemma here then."

Lance chuckled. "What does happen when you betray the traitors? Traitor-ception?"

"You damn well that you guys are the traitors. You killed that Blade member before he even had a trial!"

"We had piles of evidence that he was the rat! We didn't have time for a trial! We saw him give away or secrets right before our eyes! What did you want us to do? Just lock him up and put him on time out?"

Keith yelled. "There was a better way! There could've been a misunderstanding!"

"I understand that Blade Members are all extremely close, but you know that he was guilty."

Keith glared at him. "Lets just get on with this. It's been five years since the split, and it's over and done with."

"Three? I'm on a time limit you know."

Keith raised an eyebrow. "Three?"

"Ugh. Keefers, you need to get it together. Say the information on three? We'll do it at the same time, that way no one here dies. At least right now."

Keith was surprised at his willingness to cooperate. "If that's the only way . Two."

"One"

"The password is FuckB.O.M.185"

"At the beta 1349 base, in the Aldreite system. We're going to use it to build a super weapon against you guys. And fuck you too."

Lance looked repositioned his feet a bit and looked at him. "So we can put the guns down now? We both got our needed information. My arm is hella tired man."

"I suppose so. I guess we'll see each other very soon."

One put their gun back into the holster. The other started to lower it, but instead shot the other in the lung.

Bang.

One fell to the floor. The other walked away, leaving the other writhing on the floor, blood filling their lungs and the ground around them.

He struggled to breath. "Y...You... Got t..th..at?"

A voice came from the tiny bluetooth he had in his ear. His team had seen everything. And the information had been true, but now troops will be waiting for the others attack. "Yes. Thank you for your service.."

Then, darkness.