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Bella POV
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I glanced up at Agent Black as he dropped three files on the table in front of me. No one knew Agent Black's real name or his alternative name. We just knew that black had something to do with it. He was in his mid-forties with blue eyes and a receding hairline. To the naked eye he was nothing special, but we all knew that to be in his position, you had to have an incredible amount of power. That's why we all looked up to and respected him. He deserved it. "Read these over."
"Alright," I agreed, looking back down. The first file was larger, and I knew it was my file. It had my basic information and all of my mission information. I opened it with a sigh, having read it over many times before. The first page was the same as always.
Name: Isabella Rose Carson
Nickname: Bella
Alternative Name: Blue Butterfly
Sign: Blue Butterfly
Power: Picture Animation
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5' 4"
Age: Seventeen
Agent Number: 15
Rank: Advanced
Mission Type: Field
The rest of the file was pretty much just the names of out of control supernatural creatures I had been sent to kill and other information about those missions. The last page was different though, and it was something I hadn't read before.
Mission Location: Forks, Washington
Mission Reason: Complaints of unusual activity
Creature Suspected: Vampires
Number of Creatures Suspected: 1-10
Mission Partner: Megan "White Rose" Sandusky
I looked the page over again confusedly. I had never heard of the town Forks, and many of my missions were in Washington, so it had to be an extremely small town. How could there even be a possibility that ten vampires were residing in that tiny place? And Megan was my partner again? That was unusual. I had only been on two other missions with her before. Everything about this mission was odd, and I wondered why they had chosen to send me, and advanced agent, on it. Most types of vampires were easily dealt with by rookie and routine agents. Was it really so dangerous that they needed me?
I grabbed the next one. This one was also full, but not as full as mine. I realized that it must be Megan's, meaning I had already read this one as well. I had to follow protocol though, so I opened it to the first page and began reading.
Name: Megan Leigh Sandusky
Nickname: NA
Alternative Name: White Rose
Sign: White Rose
Power: Control Distance Seeing
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5' 6"
Age: Sixteen
Agent Number: 107
Rank: Routine
Mission Type: Patrol
I yawned with boredom as I flipped through the next fifty pages, rereading Megan's various missions. I ended up on the last page, and it was the same as mine, except where mine had said her name, hers was the opposite.
Realizing that protocol had just wasted my time, I grabbed the smaller file from the table. I opened it to the first page, and I almost jumped up in shock.
Creature: Vampire
Type: 1
I didn't think or do anything for a moment as I processed what I had just read, but then I hurriedly got over my shock and kept on reading.
Weaknesses: Fire, Blood, Shapeshifters,
Strengths: Almost completely impenetrable and have rock hard skin, no blood, extremely fast, extremely strong, advanced minds, unnaturally attractive, Can reattach body parts,
Powers: Only a few of this type of vampires have powers, and those that do have them based on what they were good at as a human.
Feed On: Human blood
How to Become One: Be bitten. Their venom travels through the human system and is very painful to the person who is bitten. When they awake, they are called a newborn, and they are very uncontrollable and unpredictable.
How to Kill One: You have to burn the vampire of this type. It is also easier if you first rip them apart first because then they are almost completely unable to resist or put out the fire.
I stared at the file only a moment longer, and then I got up, all protocol and respect forgotten. I barged into the room attached to the Mission Room I was in, Agent Black sitting at his desk. "You're sending a routine agent on one of the most dangerous missions we've had in years!" I was seething with anger, unable to believe that Megan was being put in this position.
"Calm down, Blue Butterfly," he purred again, using my alternative name. Alternative Names were considered more formal and respectful for Supernatural Spies to be addressed as. It only existed in our species though. Supernatural Spies, and yes, that was what our species was, were the only species to have a sign or mark when they used their powers. That was how we got our alternative names and why mine was blue butterfly. It was also why they were used formally; they were unique only to Supernatural Spies. "We trust you to protect her."
I didn't calm down though. Here was the leader of Agency of Supernatural Detectives—the organization which all Supernatural Spies belonged to—trying to get me to just follow orders and let an agent get into a position where she might get killed. "Are you forgetting the fact that Megan could get seriously injured?" I was no fool. I knew that Type One Vampires were very lethal, and only the topnotch agents could even think of getting near them.
"Listen, Bella Blue," he said, using the nickname he'd given me and that only he used, "you're one of the best agents I've ever had. I need you to understand that I trust you with Megan, and that if you two return successfully, she's going to be promoted."
Excitement and happiness for a fellow agent passed through me, and for a moment I forgot my worries as I thought about what the promotion would mean for Megan. They quickly came back though, and I added, "Are you sure this is safe? Can we at least have the option of calling in back up? You know, in case anything happens to Megan?"
Agent Black grinned with confidence and said without hesitation, "Of course. Back up is always and always has been an option. Just call if you need help."
"Alright," I murmured, gripping the doorknob behind my back and opening the door, turning around and walking out of the room. With a sigh of defeat, I closed the door behind me.
I looked at my watch. It was only six, and I had to find Megan. Guessing she was in the Mission Room across the hall, I entered it, finding Agent Swift standing across the table from Megan. Agent Swift glanced up, his shaggy brown hair falling into his pretty emerald eyes. Agent Swift was only in his early thirties, and he was already in charge of the routine agents. I wasn't going to lie, I thought he was majorly cute, and I had always looked up to and admired him. "Hello, Bella."
"Agent Swift," I answered.
"So, is there anything you need?" He watched me with his gem colored eyes and pulled out a chair. I smiled slightly and put my hand against it, voting internally against sitting down.
"Yeah. I need to speak to Megan alone for a minute," I told him. I could see Megan eyeing me curiously from the corner of my eye, but chose to ignore her, focusing all of my attention on the agent in front of me.
He hesitated briefly almost as if he was wondering if he should allow it. He agreed quickly though, grabbing his jacket and opening the door. "Don't forget to read over those files, Megan."
"I won't," Megan called after him as he shut the door.
I collapsed in the chair then, swiveling it to face Megan. "So, have you heard about our new assignment?"
"I'm doing the assignment with you?" she exclaimed with surprise, hurriedly grabbing a file and opening it on the table. I recognized it as hers as she flipped through the pages, finally landing on the mission in the back. She studied it for a moment before closing it, her own eyebrows knitted together like mine had been.
I sighed with frustration. "I don't get this mission either. Something's not right with it." I grabbed the smaller file from the far left side of the table. "And look at this."
I passed it to her and watched as her mouth opened in surprise. "There's no way Agent Black knows there's Type One Vampires on this mission."
I glanced at the file one more time. Type One Vampire. It definitely said that. It was genuine too because the first letters were capitalized, suggesting that it was a real and specific type of supernatural species. "No, he knows. I made sure."
"This is unbelievable," she mumbled, flipping through the rest of the files in a hurry, only bothering to skim them. "This isn't a job for a routine agent."
I sighed heavily, trying to prepare myself to give her the explanation. "Okay, here's the thing. Agent Black said if you get through this mission, then you get promoted. I guess you could call it…a test."
She lifted her eyes to me, disbelief shone in them, and I could tell that she didn't understand Agent Black either. "I swear, that man makes no sense." She closed the file with a huff and threw it onto the desk. "He's trying to kill me. That's gotta be it. He wants to get rid of me, doesn't he?"
"Be reasonable," I urged. Megan was going too far now. Yes, Agent Black could be risky with the missions, but he would never purposely try to kill someone. "He's not trying to get rid of you. He's just trying to prove to everyone, even yourself, that you deserve to be an advanced agent, and this is a job for an advanced agent. Are you ready for it?"
Megan didn't seem too sure as she stacked the files up in the right corner of the table, but when she sat back down in her seat I could tell by her expression that she had given in. "Yeah. You're right. I need to prove myself before I get promoted, and this is exactly how I'm going to do it."
"Alright then. Let's go get ready for the mission." I stood up and led Megan out of the room, both of us entering a separate room three doors down and being held two different files.
Agent Hunter looked at us both fiercely. "I hope you two are ready to step into your new life roles as Isabella Marie Swan and Megan Katie Swan."