"shit, shit, shit!" a masked man cursed running up the empire state building, a suppresed glock 17 in his right hand, a scrambled code in his left. "damn it HQ. come in!" he shouted into his earpeice as he turned around to shoot at his persuers hitting one in the chest another in the leg.
"this is the director are you having fun out the agent snake."
"bite me chris! i need an extract to the roof of the empire state building ASAP! whos in the area?" the masked agent requested continueing to run up the flight of stairs, avoiding a barrage of bullets soring past him.
"alright hold on... shark and minnow are on their way eta five minutes."
"make it four, i dont think i can make it five." he told him as he reached the door that led to the roof. shooting the lock he ran onto the roof and prepared to defend his position.
just then two of his pursuers walked out, and he saw who it was and noticed what agency they worked for. 'the hands of god' a terrorist agincy bent on taking over the worlds super powers. the agents that stood in front of him were two of the best agents they had, justin garcia and heather wong, or better known as 'adam and eve'. "just give it up snake theres no way out of here." the male agent 'adam' told him raising a scorpion sub-machinegun. just then the sound of a copter was heard, followed by the sound of a high calliber mounted machine gun.
"shit!" eve shouted as they ran back inside to avoid the bullets. just then a rope latter dropped in front of snake to which he gladly excepted, climbing to the top as they headed to HQ.
"dude whats up man?" a cowboy hat whearing agent, code named 'shark' asked bumping knuckles with snake.
"nearly got killed just a couple seconds ago, and im gonna kick chris's ass for sending me into that hell whole without a partner." he responded pulling off his mask to reveal an eighteen year old with black haire dyed green at the tips, a soul patch and many peircing.
"yeah, i dont blame you duncan."
"so um how did you and bridgette get here so fast." duncan asked slamming a fresh clip into his service pistol.
"huh? oh, we were doing serveilence on someone chris wants to recruit to slither." 'slither' a secret branch of the millitary that only the director of the c.i.a knows about. we work completly in the shadows. we get caught there is no negotiation, no trading, no rescue you either get out on your own, or die. everything we do has the c.i.a cover it up. after you join you are presumed dead by the rest of the world, you tell anyone about slither, you and everyone who found out because of you end up in an 'accident'. this is the most powerful branch of the millitary and yet no one know it exists.
"we should be at base in thirty minutes." bridgette said from the front of the vehicle
-slither HQ chris's office-
"duncan dude nice to see you made it back." chris said sitting in a chair as duncan took a seat on the other side of his desk.
"yeah yeah heres your code." duncan said throwing down a sheet of paper with slight blood on the corner on to the desk.
"no one saw you?"
"only hands of god and the man who i took this from."
"what did you do about the man?"
"i disposed of him, used a rusian ak-74 so theyll think it was one of his guards."
"splendid, so america should be safe for the time being."
"yes sir."
"good now i have another mission for you. has geoff informed you of the person im planning to recruitt?" chris said pulling out two cigars lighting one and handing the other to duncan which he gladdly accepted.
"yes sir." duncan responded as he lit his own cigar.
"well your going to get her tonight. her name is courtney anderson age sixteen. you need your usual recruiting gear. supressed pistol, tranquilizer pistol, knife, blood package to stage death, and medi-kit. your taking a one of the civillian vehicles to get her then you will get to the extraction point, the statue of liberty. night time will pick you up in a civillian copter and bring you back here. is that clear snake?"
"yes sir!" duncan said standing and saluting before putting out his cigar and leaving for the garage.
-outside the anderson residents-
duncan sat hidden in a bush, ciggarete in his mouth waiting for the lights to go off in the house. finally the lights in the far bedroom went out meaning it was time to begin. he through down his cig before sliding on his mask and grabing his trang gun. after picking the lock to the door he went on searching for his objective when he heard humming comeing from down the hall. he hid behind a corner as a young mocha skined women walked out of the bathroom, dressed in white silk pajamas and walked into the very last room. 'objective found' he thought as he walked to the room tranq gun at the ready. he peaked in through the door and spotted the girl, her back turned to him as she stood in front of a dresser. 'liking the view' he though as he krept up behind her. he grabbed ahold of her his hand over her mouth and tranq gun pressed against the side of her head. "dont move, dont scream, dont do anything, if someone walks in through that door, i will have no choice but to kill them. nod your head if you understand." he whispered coldly as he threw the blood bomb on her bed keeping the gun on her. she nodded her head yes. "good now lets move." he growled in her ear as they moved to the front door.
once they were in the car they began driving down the road in scilence until. "what do you want with me?" the beautiful mocha skinned girls asked looking at the masked man.
"ill explain at the extraction point. but theres no need to worry, i have no intention t harm you." duncan said as he peeled off his mask.
"of course, your nothing but a typical streat thug arent you? when my daddy finds you hes gonna-"
"QUIET!" he shouted keeping his eyes on the road. "like i said i have no plan to harm you princess, but you can never go back to your home."
"what do you mean?" she asked lookinng into his apalogetic eyes as he told her everything. after he finnished explaining her tears began to flow down her face. "so you mean i can never go home?"
"yeah. to the rest of the world your dead now. we all are. you cant tell anyone of your identity, or you and them will be hunted down by our top agent and killed." he said as he pulled onto the fairy boat to get to the statue of liberty.
"a-and w-w-who is t-that?" she asked looking at him with red puffy eyes.
"...me" he told her in a cold voice as they arrived at the statue of liberty. "come on." he ordered as they got out of the car and got into an ellivator that leads to the top of the statue of liberty. once at the top they loaded into the copter and headed back to the base.
-slither HQ chris's office-
"ah, courtney its nice to meet you." chris greeted extending his hand that she slowly accepted. "im chris, the diirector of slither." he said sitting down in his big leather desk chair.
"chris cut the polite crap, i already explained everything to her." duncan interupted from where he was leaning up against the wall.
"okay fine whatever duncan find gwen so she can fit her with a uniform, then after that take her to the training room, im not gonna let her get killed by chef in her first month so youll be training her. then take her to the baracks so she can settle in. then bring her to dinner, then-"
"dude shut the fuck up. shes not my first new recruit. lets go princess." duncan said as they left the room.
as they walked down the hall curiosity got the best of her as courtney asked. "so you obviously know about me, why dont you tell me about yourself." though she tried he rejected with a cold stare.
"you dont need to worry yourself with other peoples stories. none of that matters now. we have no past or futer only a present. this is where we'll find gwen." he told her as they walked through a door into a laundry room. "gwen whasup?" he asked as he fist bumped her
"not much... whos the prep?" the young goth girl asked looking at courtney.
"new recruit. i need you to hook her up with a uniform. get her size then im gonna take her to the training room to find her codename." he said as he walked to the door. "ill be back in a few." he told them as he walked out the door. after courtney got her uniform her and gwen started talking
"so gwen whats his story. he didnt seem to want to talk about it." the young prep asked.
gwen thought for a second before responding. "well him and chris are the only survivng members of the original slither agents. he grew up on the streats until he was ten when chris found him. he was recruited right away showing great skills in defencive and offencive tactics, majoring in judo, tai quon do, karate and his own form of fighting. him and one other were the only agents to reach the rank of snake the highest you can get in combat. you see our codenames and ranks are the same thing. the other person who got the codename snake was heather wong, now more commonly known as eve. she joined four years after he did, at the age of thirteen. after a while they started dating, everything was going fine until about a year ago. they were on a mission in england fighting justin better known as adam when she pulled her gun on duncan, and shot him three times, once in the stomach, chest, and in the neck. he was heartbroken at her betrayal. it turned out she was a spy for the hands of god. thats why he-"
"i beleive shes heard enough!" an angry voice came from the door. turnign toward the door they saw duncan standing there furious expression on his face
"duncan! i was-"
"i know what you were doing and that was quite enough! courtney we're leaving! NOW!" duncan shouted pure hatred and anger in his voice. courtney was stunned, this was the first time he had shone any sign of emotion. "lets go its time to train." he ordered walking out of the room courtney following hesitantly behind him.
-HQ training room-
cortney was in the simulater room that would pit her up against an enemy agent. though it was just a simulation the pain sencory and the abbility to beat, stun and even kill what was showing in the program. duncan was in another one fighting a simmulation of adam and eve. though he would attack justin everytime he got a chance he froze everytime heather came close to him. "FUCK!" he shouted as the heather simmulation roundhoused him into justin. quickly turning around he hit justin with a right hook breaking its nose. after that duncan spun around justin and snapped his neck meaning only one was left, heather. he would block everyone of heathers attacks but refused to throw a punch. it kept going like this until a bug in the program caused everything to mess up. three more agents ran up to him each armed with automatic shotguns. he took one out but right after he turned around and was shot in the stomach. " GOD DAMNIT!" he shouted as he was blown back against the wall. things continued like that until geoff walked in and shut off the simulation.
"DAMN! you, go find someone tell them to get nurse hatchet. somethings wrong with the simulation, duncans acuallybeen hurt." geoff ordered pointing to courtney. luckily for duncan the pain sencory only envolves pressure. but the pressure bacame so intense that it broke two ribs.
-HQ infirmary-
duncan was in the infirmary having chef bandage up his chest. "shit what happened to the simmulator?" he asked as chris walked into the room.
"damn duncan dude you got fucked up! hahaha!" chris exclaimed trying to hold in his laughter.
"i dont wanna hear it man, not one word!" he barked slipping his shirt back on. "did you figure out what happened to my simmulator?"
"yeah it seems some one had uploaded a virus into it. now the only question, is who."