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PERCY
Look, I didn't want to be a secret agent.
As a kid, I've always wanted to be a dumpster man, y'know how cool it is to drive one of those dumpster trucks? Or, like, maybe those cashier people who worked at McDoanald's, I mean, they probably get a free McMeal or something everyday? It was my dream.
But, oh no, silly me. I just had to be good at risking my life fighting evil.
No sarcasm intended.
Honestly, my job isn't that bad. You know how you watch those criminal shows on TV, and the main protoganist just walks away slowly with a dramatic explosion happening behind it? And he doesn't it super coolly? Yeah, I've done that before.
I know, I know, I'm cool alright.
Anyways, my boss, Chiron (he's a pretty cool guy; into horses like me, we get along well) had set up another mission for me. According to him, this one is going to be big.
So big that I won't be working alone this time. I was apparently needed to be partnered up by someone. Wonder who it is...
Oh, well, I'll find out soon enough.
As I stood alone, bobbing my head along weirdly to the elevator music of my HQ office, I stared at the numbers which kept changing as the seconds went by. When it finally hit the 70th floor, there was a loud ding, and I solemnly exited the elevator just to stroll my way down to Chiron's room.
His clerk, Kitty -or should I say Icky Kitty- gave me this big icky smiled when I walked pass her. "Hi," she said to me creepily.
"Hey," I greeted back as ickily as I possibly can, "I'll just be seeing Chiron now."
"Of course, Mr. Jackson, you know the way."
Formality is so weird.
I burst through Chiron's double office doors dramatically as I always do, just to y'know, give it that extra effect.
"Late as usual again, Percy," Chiron's voice spoke through the silent office.
"A secret agent is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to." I responded smartly.
Someone snorted, and that was only when I noticed I wasn't alone with Chiron in his office. I spotted a girl with curly blonde locks tied into a high ponytail. The expression on her face told me she was really unimpressed with my smart statement.
"It's supposed to be wizard," she said whilst rolling her eyes, "get your quotes right."
Well, what's her problem? I was just merely trying to be cool.
Who was she, anyway?
Whoever she was, I don't like her.
Before I can response to her nasty little comment, Chiron cleared his throat loudly and gestured towards the empty chair next to Blondie. I walked over and sat down obediently.
"Right," said Chiron seriously, with his thousand-year-old eyes, and controlling voice which sometimes intimidate me. Sometimes.
"You two are called here on a serious mission to track down Luke Castellan. He is a suspect to be part of the terrorism in multiple countries, including America. If our suspicion is true, this man might have already killed a few thousand innnocent lives.
My throat felt dry. I didn't like Luke Castellan either.
"Here's where you two come in, you two need to tail Luke, get close to him. Be the mole for us. You will be assigned to where he is currently staying- London. You shall try to get as close to him as possible and learn what he is up to. If he really is the master mind behind the terrorism which had been going on, you two will need to take whatever it is to stop him," continued my boss.
He then passes us two brown flies each, which I took swiftly. "These are your personal information on who you would be covering as. You two are a married billionaire couple, you will be staying in a exquisite villa, and you are required to act like a millionaire. Examples and mannerism," Chiron looked at me dead in the eyes, "are in the files-"
Woah, woah, woah.
Hold it right there, rewind.
Married billionaire couple?
Married?
"I'm sorry, Chiron," I interrupted.
I wasn't really sorry.
"What do you mean married?" I demanded.
"Well, it is part of the operation, Percy," the older man replied and gestured towards Blondie, "you will be 'married' to Ms. Chase here. Ms. Annabeth Chase."
Hahahaha, how about no?
I looked towards Annabeth and she had a look of digust on her face as if she knew what I was thinking, "Don't think I'd enjoy pretending to be married to someone like you."
I was about to say something to Chiron, but he look on his face made me shut up...
I knew I was not going to enjoy this mission.
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Written on 13th Febuary 2015. Cheers!