Author: So, this is my go at a Mission Impossible Fanfiction. I've never really watched any of the Mission Impossible movies, I only watched a little bit of them because I saw Jeremy Renner was in one of them, and Jeremy Renner is my bae. So yeah, this is just an idea I came up with. I hope you guys like it. And if I'm doing something wrong, please let me know. Thanks.

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I walked into the entrance of the IMF, and showed my security card to the guard. He nodded, then opened the door for me. I walked in and bumped into someone holding a folder that was walking out.

"Hey, how about you watch out next time?" I said. The person ignored me, and continued walking. I sighed and started walking again, when I noticed a picture had slipped out of the folder the person had been holding had fallen onto the floor. I picked it up and looked at it. It was a page of information on Benji. "What in the?" I said out loud. I turned to see where the person had gone, but they had disappeared.

I ran over to the guard. "Did you see where that person who just walked out went?" I asked him. He shrugged. I sighed, and quickly ran to the information room.

I ran into Benji and Brandt on my way there. "Hey, Ethan, what's the rush?" Benji asked. I handed him the paper. "I believe that's yours." I said. Benji looked at it. "How'd you get this?" Benji asked me.

"Get what?" Brandt asked. He looked at the paper. "Yeah, how did you get this?" Brandt asked me too. "Somebody I bumped into had it. I'm going to check the information room now." I told them. I continued running. I heard Benji and Brandt running behind me.

The information room was a mess. Files were scattered everywhere on the floor, cabinets had been pushed over, and the room looked like a giant mess.

I heard Benji and Brandt pause behind me. "Ilsa!" Benji shouted. He ran over to where I hadn't noticed Ilsa Faust lying on the floor, unconscious. "Ilsa, are you okay?" Benji asked her, trying to wake her up.

I walked around the room. Brandt knelt down onto the floor and looked through the files. "Whoever did this only took our records; they didn't touch anything else." Brandt said, confirming what I had thought. I kicked one of the cabinets on the floor.

"Ethan, Ilsa won't wake up, and her head is streaming out a pool of blood. We need to get her to the infirmary." Benji said. This calmed me down a little bit. Benji sounded really upset.

"Okay." I said. I picked her up, and started running down the hall, followed close behind by Benji and Brandt.

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"What?" Shouted a furious Benji. "What did you just say?" Benji shouted at the Director again.

I was in the Director's office talking about the situation with the records room and Ilsa, with Benji, Brandt, and Jane Carter.

"Benji, calm down." I told him. Benji looked at me, still furious.

"Calm down Ethan? The Director thinks that Ilsa knew this was going to happen, and that she was in there to help whoever did this!" Benji shouted at me.

"Agent Dunn, I'm sorry that you're upset, but the cameras were shot out in that room, so we have no idea if Agent Faust was part of it or not." The Director said calmly, not reacting to Benji's shouting.

"But you have no prove." Brandt pointed out. "So you can't do anything." Brandt said, leaning against the wall.

The Director turned to him. "Actually, as Director, I can still do something without any evidence, Agent Brandt." The Director continued. "So, as soon as Agent Faust is all set and clear, she'll be suspended until further notice-".

"What?" I said, furious myself now. "Why? Because of a hunch?" I asked the Director.

"Because of the facts Agent Hunt. You know them yourself." The Director said, exasperated.

I sighed, because I did know the facts, and so did Benji, Jane, and Brandt.

"This conversation is over. Good day to all of you." The Director said. He looked away from us and down to his papers. I knew that was his way of saying leave now.

"Come on guys, lets go." Jane said. She pushed us out of the room.

As we walked out, the building exploded.

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I woke up to someone shouting my name. "Ethan!" I heard someone shout. I couldn't tell where I was, but I didn't think it was good.

"I'm over here." I managed to get out. "Hey, I heard him over here!" I heard someone say. I realized that I was under a bunch of sheetrock and concrete. Someone lifted up the stuff on my head, so I was able to see that Benji was the one who had found me. "Ethan!" Benji shouted, happy. "Guys, he's over here!" Benji called out to behind him.

Benji grabbed my hand and pulled me out. I tried to sit up, but my head started spinning. "Ethan, are you ok?" Benji asked me.

"Yeah, my head just hurts." I told him. I sat up again, this time slower. I saw we were outside on the street. "What happened?" I asked. Someone behind Benji answered me. "The IMF exploded." I recognized Brandt's voice.

"How?" I asked. Then I realized it was a stupid question to ask. How would Brandt know how the IMF exploded? "Never mind." I said. I stood up all the way with the help of Benji and Brandt.

"Are there any other survivors?" I asked. The IMF was ahead of us, burning down in a fiery haze. "Yeah, we found Jane and Ilsa." Brandt said. We walked over to an alleyway across the street, where Jane and Ilsa were.

Ilsa looked shaken up. After all, this was the first time she's ever been in an explosion. Jane, well, looked and acted like Jane.

"Ethan, you're alive!" Jane ran up and hugged me. I winced as my head started spinning again. "Ow." Was all I could manage to get out.

Jane quickly stopped. "Sorry." She said, embarrassed.

An awkward silence passed between all of us.

Ilsa broke the silence. "Why did IMF explode?" Ilsa asked.

We all looked at each other. "Maybe to cause chaos?" Brandt asked.

"Who would want to cause more chaos?" Asked Benji

"Probably whoever hit me on the head." Ilsa said, rubbing the back of her head.

"I don't think whoever did it was working alone." I said. "But if it was the person who took our records..." I started.

"Then that means they're probably still here in town." Jane said, finishing my thought.

"So, how are we supposed to find them?" Ilsa asked. "With the IMF gone and everything." Ilsa quickly added.

I looked around, and noticed a IMF van parked across the street. "We do it the old fashioned way." I said.

The others followed my gaze. "An IMF spy van?" Brandt asked, doubtful.

"Well, it does have all of the technology we need." Benji said.

"Ok then, lets get out of here. Quickly." Jane said. We all quickly went across the street to the van. Sirens were going off in the distance, and they were getting closer.

"Hurry up!" I said, pushing everyone in. I went around to the other side to drive, but Ilsa stopped me. "Maybe you shouldn't drive with your head injury." Ilsa said, looking up at my head. I sighed.

"Fine then, but I'm sitting shotgun." I said. I moved over to the passenger seat, and Ilsa got in the drivers seat and started the van. Ilsa and I looked at the back of the van.

"Everyone good to go?" Ilsa asked them. Benji, Brandt and Jane nodded. "Ok then. So, where are we going?" Ilsa asked.

"Just start driving. I'll start running computer scans of the city for our missing person." Benji said. "Which is going to be hard, because I don't know any of their features." Benji added.

Just then I remembered something else about the person. "I think whoever it was, had hair that was dyed blue." I said.

"Well, that certainly helps. Lets go." Benji said.

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