My very first Fan Fiction EVER. Hope you guys like it. Please review it.
"Three"
"Two"
"One"
"GO!"
Chuck vaulted over the desk of the hotel Lobby, brandishing his Smith & Wesson with the skill and accuracy of a professional. Which he was. Of course, having a database of Government secrets and access to skills ranging from tap dancing to Military war campaign planning was always a great help. Chuck knew that he was holding the Pistol in the exact right way to stop an assailant from knocking it out of his hands and leaving him defenceless. Suddenyl he realised what was wrong with the situation. Only seconds earlier Ring operatives with sub-machine guns and M4A1 Carbines had been laying waste to the Lobby, leaving a trail of destruction behind them. And now they were... gone... There was no way to explain it, they'd just vanished. Risking a quick glance at his partner Sarah Walker he was reassured that she was as confused as he was. Turning back to the empty Room, chuck began to sweep the room, looking for some way for the Ring Agents' dissappearance to be explainable.
"Casey, are you OK?" Sarah asked through her watch communicator.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" The NSA Agent quizzed.
"Because Casey," Chuck began Sarcasticly "Every single one of the Ring Agents we were just about to take out have gone."
"How is that even possible? They must have been 200 metres from the nearest exit and you were pinned down for less than five seconds."
"Casey, I don't understand it either." Chuck answered "I also can't understand how they knew we'd be here. We were after an Arms dealer, not a ring operative."
"There's now use discussing it now" Sarah interupted in the kind of tone that used to make chuck shiver in fear, she was into full agent mode now, ready to do anything to complete the mission. "We need to get out of here before any of the Hotel staff start trying to come back in. Casey, you get back to Castle, Chuck and I will take the car, It'll be more inconspicuous that way."
Chuck couldn't understand what was even slightly inconspicuous about Sarah's car of choice. a bright red Ferrari F430 Spider. The only thing that made it stand out more than any other Ferrari in LA was the way Sarah drove it. Even going down to the shops Sarah would drive like a Maniac. Chuck knew she wasn't in any danger but not every driver knew that the beautiful blonde in the red blur was a CIA agent with extensive training inot how to drive. As if the normal driving test wasn't good enough for the CIA/NSA task force that had been protecting him for the last three years.
"Chuck, you coming?" Sarah called from the rotating door to the hotel. Chuck had been day dreaming again.
"Yeah, sure Sarah, sorry. I kinda zoned out then. Let's get back to castle, see if we can figure out what happened."
Three floors up a mysterious figure had been watching the entire exchange. As the blonde agent had called the man's name, the figure's eyes had rolled into the top of his head and his eyelids had fluttered. It only happened for a minute, but it was long enough for him to know everything he needed to about Charles Bartowski.