An Unwanted Enemy

by Juniour

Agent 23 survived the crash, and is ready to prove that he isn't a double agent. As he struggles to prove his innocence, he has to face surfacing feelings for his comrade and the evil maniac who put him in this situation. SLASH

1. Proloque: Still Alive

Disclaimer: I will own 'Get Smart' and all other films with Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson when I rule the world. Bow down to your new master!!!

A/N: You know I am shocked with all the people who watched 'Get Smart' and DID NOT write a slash fanfiction between Agent 23 and Agent 86. So appalled that any fanboy or fangirl would pass up a chance to make something so beautiful, happen.

Who doesn't want to write a slash with 'The Rock'?

P.S. 'Thoughts'

"Talking"

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Agent 23 point of view

'Ugh…my head. It feels like I've been hit by an eighteen wheeler. Why the hell is the light so bright?'

I blink my eyes a couple of times to get use to the lighting, and take a look around.

Ruins of the wrecked train and exploded vehicle surround the area, and as I look further around I can see the remains of the 'football'. Suddenly, I feel a burning sensation coming from my arms and legs and I try to stand up.

"Fuck! Well, I sure as hell didn't see that coming. Damn agent 23 can hit!"

More cautiously, I slowly ease my way to my feet and walk over to the crushed briefcase.

'I didn't even want to do the damn mission but that fucker threatened Maxie. And I rather be thought a damn double agent than see him hurt.'

I crouch down and open the remains, only to see the screen in shards.

"Shit, I hope Maxie took care of that fucker. Or else he's going to skin my ass and his. I didn't event want to get anyone involved in this, but Chief just had to insist that we take the case. Sometimes I just want to kick that old man to the curve, especially when he sent Max out there. What the fuck was he thinking?"

Feeling pissed, I throw the hunk of metal at the remains of the train. It groaned in protest, and fell over. I put my head in my hands to think.

'I'm pretty fucked either way. If I tried to go back to the agency I would be arrested before I even get within ten feet of the door. And if I try to contact that bastard he'd probably have me killed on sight. Oh……Fuck It! I guess I'll go back to the damn agency. Even if I do get arrested, at least I'll get to see agent 23.'

As I started in the direction toward town, I felt a sharp pain to the back of the head and everything went black.

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Authors Note: This is short I know, but it's my first story. It is supposed to be a multi-chapter fic.