Secret Spy
The life of a spy is never an easy one, especially when you're pretty much blackmailed into working as one for your arch enemy, and even worse when your job description involves gathering information on what you previously thought of as yourself but who really isn't.
For two days, he kept me under a mini ghost shield as his prisoner even after he forced my loyalty upon him. After which, he came back with a few devices I was to wear. Probably to keep tabs on me. Which was weird because he was using me to keep tabs on his rival. Honestly, if he had all these cameras and hidden mics lying around, I don't see why he would even need me to spy for him. Then again, that's just my opinion.
The first device he held looked like a giant bug, well, giant to me, with ruby red eyes and eight spindly mechanical legs I'd rather not have near me. Vlad placed it on by back, like a backpack, and I gasped as I felt the thing's legs snap around me in a cold hard embrace. I shivered.
"This is a bug," he explained. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes through my nervousness. I mean, no shit, sherlock.
"I can hear anything said around it at all times so I'll instantly know if something is going on either from you or from young Daniel and his friends. Your job is to make sure you stick close to them and make sure you remain unseen. Lord knows Daniel is already suspicious of me bugging his house or other personal defects."
I swallowed, hating the feeling of the artificial spider on my back, and nodded quietly. After all, one wrong move, and I could find myself dead instead of a potentially useful asset worth keeping alive.
The second device looked like dark tinted sunglasses, of which he forced onto my face. I blinked when I saw little green numbers and a small red circle blinking at the top right of my vision.
"These," Vlad gestured, "are specially designed glasses that have mini cameras installed in the lens. In otherwords, I see what you see. Also, the screen is connected to my computer mainframe and can receive text based messages by which I can communicate to you directly. You will follow any instruction I give without complaint."
I touched the edge of the sunglasses, wondering how he managed to make a pair of these my size. Fruitloop's got talent, I guess.
"Lastly," he began, "we have this."
I glanced up as he revealed what looked like a metal belt my size. He buckled it around my waist. I fingered the cool material. When he didn't say anything for a moment, I looked up to see him smirking at me. I shook it off.
"What's this for?" I asked instead.
"It's insurance you stay on your best behavior," Vlad answered smugly, "if you are doing something outside directives that even looks like a sign of rebellion, this belt here will zap you at my command."
I growled lowly in my throat. Oh, how I wish I could throttle this man a bazillion times over. As if his constant surveillance system wasn't punishment enough.
I was brought out of my whirlwind of murderous thoughts when something pushed me from behind and the added weight of the spider device further pushed me off balance causing me to landed on my face. I groaned, fingers clawing into fists on the table and glared up at my assailant who merely raised yet another annoying eyebrow.
"Well? What are you waiting for, little badger? Off you go."
And thus began my first official day as a secret spy.
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