This is my first Chuck fan fiction and my second attempt at writing fan fiction. I have social anxiety disorder so it is very hard for me to post fan fiction. The story probably isn't the best and I know it needs to be edited and beefed up. I hope to update regularly with motivational help from the Chuck community. Please review. I definitely need to fix some grammar issues and will keep updating and editing as my journey of writing goes on.
Charlie Aces
Unfailing Love:
Flashes, matches,
A spark has occurred.
Her beautiful blonde hair cascading down her back,
Nearly gave him a heart attack.
A spy with knives,
And sharp blue eyes piercing through his very soul.
Her baggage handler, his Vicky Vale,
Their love will never fail
PRESENT
Charles Bartowski known commonly as chuck and secretly as Charlie aces, walked into the bright light outside of the airport. He quickly put on his sunglasses as the harsh Californian sun threatened to burn out his retinas. He quickly called for a taxi. As he sat on the leather seat of the vehicle chuck started reflecting on his past..
8 YEARS AGO
"Sarah, Casey, Morgan, Ellie and awesome, and dad are all gone" thought Chuck. "Sarah left to be partners with the perfect spy and now intersect, Bryce Larkin. Casey has gone god knows where. Morgan ran off to Hawaii with Ana to be a chef. Ellie and Awesome left for an extended honeymoon to Africa to join Doctors Without Borders. Dad just up and disappeared like usual after the wedding. Everyday has blended into nothingness since they left. I am utterly worthless. I am no use to anyone. Im just a Stanford "cheater" working as a loser at Buymore. I was never meant to be a great spy like fucking Bryce. Sarah realized that when she left. She realized that I was absolutely useless without the government secrets in my head. Bryce knew I was useless and not worthy enough to be a spy. That is the true reason why he stole my tests and fucked me over. My parents knew for years and that's why they left. They didn't want to raise a pathetic weakling like me. My dad left yet again. I finally felt useful and that I had a greater purpose in life. I was helping people even if I was a liability and an asset. I would rather be a liability if it meant Sarah could stay. The minute those secrets left, Sarah left and my life ended".
Chuck was jolted out of his never ending thoughts by Big Mike's booming voice, "Bartowski, you missed two calls today. You haven't been a good employee since Grimes left. You miss another call and I'm going to have to take action, and while at it show some Buymore spirit. I need you to stop being so moody. You are depressing the customers".
Chuck snapped, "Fuck you Big Mike. I am done with this dead end job being your little bitch!"
Lester and Jeff let out twin gasps. "He fucking lost it" muttered Lester to Jeff.
"And You can go fuck yourself with your donuts" said Chuck while he walked out of the Buymore with both middle fingers up in salute. As Chuck started his long trek home he came across a sign that read, "Do you want to serve your nation and be part of something bigger? Do you want to make a difference and be a hero? If yes, join the Marines".
"Yes", whispered Chuck as he walked through the door.
8 years later: PRESENT
"Agent Larkin. You are late" barked out General Beckmann from the screen.
Casey let out a snort.
"Now Agent Larkin I need you to try to flash on these files. One of our top agents has up and disappeared. Unfortunately the subject, code named Charlie Aces, had every file and picture of himself redacted. We are unable to retrieve any information but his code name. This is the up most priority. Get it done, Beckmann out".
"Charlie Aces' grunted out Casey, 'he is, or was, a real spy unlike the pansy Larkin".
Bryce rolled his eyes toward Casey.
"He was a fellow Marine, a captain until he was recruited by the NSA to run missions. He never shows his face, that's why the enemy's call him America's ghost. He is a genius hacker and would eliminate every trace of himself off of security feeds. Aces is the one that they send when missions have failed. There is a rumor that he answers to the president and fixes what the CIA bastards cant. He leaves his signature at every assassination- an ace from a deck of cards. When one of those commie bastards finds an ace sitting on their pillow they know they are done. Aces has never failed a mission nor left a man alive. He makes blondie here look like a saint", finished Casey.
"Here you go Intersect. Work your magic" said Casey sarcastically while giving the files to Bryce.
Turtle, dolphin, dandelions, cards, blood, bodies, penguins flashed Bryce.
"What did you see" asked Sarah.
"Nothing that isn't current knowledge, just past missions" replied Bryce.
Casey got started briefing the team on the mission to finding and apprehending Charlie Aces.
"Our mission is to find agent aces. An agent thought he identified him at the airport. The flight was departed from Russia to California. Our next plan of action is to fly down to California" ordered Major John Casey to team intersect.
Sarah has a sudden epiphany, maybe she can finally be reunited with Chuck? She truly didn't want to leave with Bryce but orders from Beckman assured her departure with Bryce back to Virginia. The next few months involved "intersect" training as Bryce was a novice at flashes and interpreting the data. Her, Casey, and Bryce were then sent on top secret missions across the globe. It was never ending work as Beckman had assignments one after the other. Even though Sarah longed to be back in Burbank with Chuck, Ellie, Awesome, Morgan and strangely even Jeff and Lester, but her mind and body was so occupied with completing missions. Soon and maybe soon, she will see her baggage handler again.