Five years ago:
"Nick you know you're only back up right?" asked Amari over the radio.
"Yeah, but I just want to be safe on this one."
"Your call then."
I look at Angelica who is watching me with a grin.
"You ready?"
"More than ever." she said estatically.
"Alright, just take it-"
Before I can finish my sentence, Angelica full out sprints to the target area. I begin to run after her.
"Dang it." I said under my breath.
I watch as Angelica downright slaughters all the FRF terrorists. She moves almost like a blur. Sliding across one car, Angelica shoots three FRF members point blank in the head. Rolling off the car Angelica kicks another terrorist breaking his leg. He screams in pain before Angelica puts him down with a fatal kick to the head. Raising her weapon she knocks down three trying to escape. Two terrorists try to ambush her, turning on her heels Angelica does a backflip. Upon landing Angelica fires two rounds finding their marks on the terrorists heads. No matter what they try to do, they don't stand a chance against the cybornetic girl they are up against. Bullets seem to find all their marks dead center on the terrorists. Some try to run, but they meet their end like the rest. I come out when she finishes the last man.
"Hey good job Angelica." I said looking at the carnage around me.
She turns to look at me. She then raises her pistol at me.
"Wait... what are you doing?" I asked confused raising my gun.
She says nothing and doesn't lower her gun, now moving her finger to the trigger.
"Nick put your gun down!" pleads Marco over the radio, "And whatever happens, don't hurt her, please!"
I slowly put my FN FNP .45 Tactical on the ground.
"Angelica, I'm not FRF. Lower your gun." I said.
She pulls the trigger and I duck for cover.
"Nick run!" yells Amari, "We can't connect Marco with Angelica over the radio."
"Crap!"
I run into the forest with Angelica hot on my trail. She fires three shots. Two brush past me and one hits the right side of my chest. I continue running when I feel a massive force from behind. I fall down the hill and find Angelica on top of me. Her dark hair and light purple shirt are covered in crimson.
She cocks her arm back and hammers my right lung several times. I scream out in pain. I push her off and try to get up. I hunch over from the excruciating pain coming from my right side. She runs over and kicks my right side. I fall onto my back again and see Angelica about to finish me, but she stops.
"Angelica stop!" Marco runs to my side, "Sorry I wasn't here sooner."
"Just get me out of here." I said coughing up more blood.
Marco picks me up and puts me in the back of his car.
"Come on Angelica." said Marco.
Angelica hesitates, standing with a look of shock for what she did.
"It's ok, let's head back." said Marco holding out his hand.
Angelica walks over to grab his hand. We get in the car and head out.
We drive back to the SWA and I'm hurried to the medical wing.
"How is he?" asked Amari out of breath.
"He took some serious damage to the right side of his chest." said Marco. "I don't know what got into her..."
"Listen it's not your fault. It was just some glitch in the system." said Amari putting his hand on his friends shoulder.
"If you say so..." said Marco walking off.
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I wake up to find Amari sitting next to me.
"You feeling better?" asked Amari.
"What do you think?"
Amari laughs, "I was just wondering."
Amari then becomes very serious, "I'm taking you out to train after you heal up."
"Of course. That's not shocking to me."
"No, I mean out of the SWA. Maybe for a while."
"Wait, what for?"
"Some of the higher ups in the U.S. want a cyborg for special operations and they chose you instead of the new girl that just showed up."
I look at Amari, "So, when do we start?"
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Present:
I lay in my bed and stare at the ceiling when someone knocks on my door.
"What?" I said sitting up.
Amari walks in and hands me a black Gucci solid two piece suit.
"What's this for?"
"Your mission tonight."
"Didn't I just..."
"We just got some info about a padania HVT. And I mean a huge player."
"How big?"
"He's the assistant recruiter for the Milan Faction."
"Ok that's a find."
"You got that right, so hurry up and change. Meet me at the parking lot when you are done."
"Alright."
I put on my suit and look in the mirror.
"Secret agent much?" I said holstering my Glock 30 inside my suit jacket.
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I reach the parking lot and find Amari standing in front of a brand new black BMW i8 with red rims.
"Ready to go?"
"Yeah, and what's with the nice ride?" I said checking out the fancy car.
"You mean YOUR nice ride. And I hope you like the color." he said tossing me the key fob.
"Wait, what?" catching the keyless remote.
"This place you're going to is very exquisite."
"Oh great." I said getting in the drivers seat and feeling the steering wheel.
"And before you go, you may need this." handing me my Italian drivers license.
"Thanks Amari."
"No problem. There will be two teams covering you, so don't worry about being alone in there."
"Got it." I said starting up the car.
"Are you going to wait for your date?"
"What the hell are you talking about now?" I said getting out and looking at Amari.
Amari motions to the girl in a silver dress that barely covers her body.
"Don't get any ideas." said Triela with her arms crossed, "And I'm NOT your date."
"Hello Triela, It's nice to meet you." I said with a hand extended.
She walks by and ignores my handshake. She gets in and buckles herself.
"Now remember kid, back before ten. Hilshire's orders." said Amari.
"Seriously? The heck does he think I'm gonna do?"
"Nah." said Amari patting my shoulder and grinning.
"Screw you." I said punching his shoulder.
Amari laughs harder.
I get in and start the car. I floor the gas and I fly out the gates.
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"You better not get any funny ideas." said Triela looking out the window.
"Why would I do that?" I said staring straight forward.
"I'm not dumb."
I chuckle at the comment, "Well I hope you aren't dumb, we're on a mission together."
I get her to smirk on my statement.
"I have a question. You don't have to answer if you don't want to though."
"What is it?"
"Aren't you from Tunisia? I wanted to talk to someone who had something in common."
She turns and looks at me, "I didn't know you knew that. Last time I checked you don't look like you're from Africa."
"I'm not, I grew up in The States. I went to the CAR with my parents."
"The CAR? You mean like the Central African Republic?"
"Yeah, my parents and I were missionaries from America and the camp we were staying at was attacked. I was taken by the Anti-Balaka."
"Oh..."
"C'mon Triela, I'm not offended." I said giving a reasurring smile, "I learned a lot from them."
"Like what?"
"How to be a good soldier, I learned how to fire a gun at the age of five for crying out loud. They treated me well even though I was a foreigner."
"They forced you to fight." she said flatly.
"I did what I had to, I grew up with the boys I fought with."
As I said that we approached the target area.
"This doesn't mean I like you anymore than I did before, this is only for the mission."
"I'll have your back either way."
She pauses, "Suit youself."
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I reach the place and park. I put in my hidden headphone and head inside. There's a large area where people are dancing and a good amount are at the bar, the place is dim but visibility is still available.
The radio crackles to life, "Target is at you twelve."
I look forward and see the man surrounded by guards and women in the VIP section.
"And you want me to kill him?"
"Correct."
I sigh a loud, "I'll do my best."
I begin to walk to the man and plan on the move when someone grabs my arm. I look at the person as she pulls me in close, almost in a hug. We begin to fake dance to not draw attention. The girl has brown eyes and long blonde hair.
"Don't do anything stupid and you won't die." she whispered sticking a pistol into my abdomen.
"Who are you?"
"Doesn't matter. The champagne he's drinking is poisoned."
"Do you know what I can do to you? That gun doesn't scare me."
"It doesn't Nick?" she said sarcastically.
"No, it doesnt."
"I like your style Nick, sexy. You really know how to rile up a girl." she said before frenching me.
'This bitch is crazy',I said to myself breaking the kiss.
"Let's go somewhere more quiet." she said dragging me outside.
"If you kill me, the sniper that's covering me will blow you away."
"Then I'll kill you and the sniper."
I take the pistol and spin the girl around taking her hostage.
"Oooo Nick... take it easy with me."
"Nick this is Triela, Rico has a clear shot of the sniper."
"Take it then." I ordered.
I hear a gun go off and I see the enemy sniper running away, wounded by the shot. The girl elbows my side and runs down the opposite direction of her partner. I make my way to the sniper pulling out my Glock. I take cover behind a wall and peer out the side. As I peer out three shots ring out from the enemy. I return the fire striking the girl in the leg. The girl limps farther into the alley and I follow close behind. Taking aim I fire three more rounds into the girl's back, she drops like a rock. Slowly approaching the body I kick the weapon away from her reach. I then carefully flip her over with my foot. The face the girl had was pure shock and pain, mouth agape and eyes wide. I scrunch my face in distaste of looking at the corpse.
"Amari this is Nick, got a female hostile here. Sending a pic for ID." I said snapping a picture.
"Recieved lamb, we'll have this checked out. You need to get out of there, the cops are coming."
"Roger."
As I was leaving I hear a faint beeping sound from the girl.
"Oh shit!" I said sprinting to a dumpster and jumping inside.
As soon as I land inside the bomb explodes sending the dumpster forward a few feet.
"Nick what happened?!" yelled Triela running towards me with Rico in tow.
"She blew the fuck up." I said hopping out of the dumpster dusting the trash off my body.
"Nick head back, you need to tell us what the hell just happened." ordered Jean.
Taking a look back at the small crater left of the girl I turn in disgust.
"Jean, we're leaving now." I said running to my car with the girls behind me.
