Authors note
It was brought to my attention that I did not properly set up my story, so firstly I do not own Mission Impossible nor am I making any money off of this story. I own the plot of this story, the O.C.s in this story, and the grammar mistakes in this story as I have no beta.
This story would also make more sense if I told the readers the content of the dare. "I dare you to write and post a story with one of the main characters is at least ten years younger in the story then they are in the source material. The story must also contain at least one O.C. that is not a Mary Sue." So without further ado on with the story.
The smell of pizza and coffee assaulted former chief analyst and Ethan Hunt's second in command William Brandt's senses as he entered agent Hunt's home. "So I was right about this being work related then" the man said with a smirk as he turned agent Luther Strikwell "you owe me 20 bucks" "How in hell do you know that for sure? the man hasn't even started talking yet" Luther grumpily replied. Brandt's smirk grew wider and he held up a hand to start ticking off reasons "One you're here and we don't socialize with Ethan together" "that's only because you're weird" Luther muttered as he did not want to give up his 20 bucks Brandt waved the insult off with his hand and continued with his countdown "two I smell coffee and pizza not beer and pizza which means he wants you sober." "you saying I can't do my job drunk, ...and you can?" "yes, and three Ethan told me I had come over tonight because I forgot something at his house." "So…." "I don't forget things" a chuckle broke up the staring contest the two spies had gotten into as the two men turned to see their host enter the room. Ethan glanced towards his oldest friend with a grin "you owe him 20 bucks" Luther swore in Farsi then in Russian for good measure before reaching into his wallet taking out a 20 crumpling it up and chucking it at a rather smug looking Brandt's head. 'so what's with all of the subterfuge?' Brandt asked as shoved his new 20 into his wallet "Yeah man why couldn't you just give us a phone or a file at the office like a normal person?" Luther added. "well I have the files right here" Ethan said tossing the files towards Brandt "as for the phones well there's a mole in communications." "of course there is" Brandt muttered angrily as he quickly flipped through the mission file his eyes widening in shock as he took in the finale page. "So what is our objective?" Luther asked around a slice of pizza. "Is this a rescue mission?" Brandt asked. "Yes and no" Ethan replied. "The main objective is to rescue the captured CIA agents, but we also need to make sure that the weapons the gangs have are destroyed, and they don't have the ability to simply replace them. We also need to find the mole in communications" What type of weapons?" Luther asked picking up his cup of coffee. "When are we leaving?" asked Brandt. "Tonight and explosives, chemical, concussive, nuclear, there are rumors that they have acquired contagion explosives as well". "Well dam. Luther sighed why hasn't this group been on our radar before now?" Actually they have been, for about two years now." Brandt answered as he uncapped a bottle of water and passed the files over to Luther. "And how are we rescuing the agents and destroying the weapons, and running a mole hunt in headquarters?" "We're not; the three of us are going to rescue the agents and take out the weapons cache. Jane and Benji are going to start looking for the mole in communications, we'll join them when we are finished with this if they haven't found the mole yet". "Oh, ok well do we know where the captured agents are being held?" Luther asked. "The gang has control over two apartment building in the Avox neighborhood in Baltimore. We're assuming that the captured agents are being held in one of those three buildings." Ethan indicated on the blueprints lying on the table. "Any idea which one, or are we going to have to clear all three buildings?" Brandt asked "Well all information about this case that is coming from communications is suspect, but there has been an increase in activity in the middle building." "So either the captured agents are being held in that building or it's a trap." Luther said shaking his head. "Oh joy" Brandt sighed and gave Ethan a half glare "I never willingly walked into traps set by traitors before I met you." Luther threw his head back and laughed at the affronted look at his friends face. "Join the club weirdo, Ethan Hunt is like IMF's personal bad luck charm." Ethan glared at his friends "can we get back to work please?" And back to work the three agents went.
An #2 special thanks to Shadow3692 who not only gave my story a positive review, but also informed me that my second chapter had not posted as I thought it had.