Disclaimer:
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I own nothing here, except for Kia (X5 462). Note, there is a bit of nasty language, but nothing worse than what has been on the show. I have attempted to stay true to form. Reminder, this is a work in progress, so things may change some from here on out. (Note: this will not end as Season 2 did. ~Freak Nation was a truckload of crap to me. Just my opinion.~)
Credit where credit it due:
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Donna Lynn, wherever you may be, this is partly your work as well, thank you for posting the challenge. I have made some changes to the original.
Dedication:
~~~~~~~~~
To all the Nuns at the CoJ. I love you guys. And also to my proofreader, Hobbes, you are the best.
Author's Note:
~~~~~~~~~~~
Please note that Spy Ops is another division of Manticore. (How else are they going to get their Intel?) I hope this doesn't cause any confusion.
Chapter One - The Mission
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Time frame: one Mission before Berrisford. This would take place two years prior to anything toward the end of the second season. The first few chapters are only for reference to what will happen.
Enjoy!
1800 Hours
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"X5 462, have you been briefed on your mission?"
"Yes Sir. I was informed that 494 and myself are to infiltrate the Mercidyne compound, gather as much information from the mainframe computer, and return to base within the four hour window that was allotted, Sir."
"Good. Have you briefed X5 494 on the mission?"
"Negative. I have not been introduced to 494 yet, Sir. I understand that he has only been on three previous away missions? Permission to speak freely, Sir?"
"Make it short, 462."
"I am concerned with 494's field knowledge. I don't want the mission to be compromised because he hasn't had enough experience in the field, Sir."
"Don't be concerned. This is mainly an "in-and-out" type mission. He's there for your cover. We don't intend on losing one of our fine soldiers from Spy Ops so easily. Make sure that when you brief him, he is aware of that. I will not tolerate any insubordination. You are in command of this mission. I expect you to enforce that."
"Understood, Sir."
1900 Hours
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"Guard, I need to brief 494. Can you tell me his location?"
A middle aged man with a leather like face glanced up from his small TV, suddenly scratching the stubble on his chin. "494 is in 4 D, three doors to your left. Good luck, he is a cocky SOB."
'Great, this is just perfect,' 462 thought to herself. 'Just what I needed.'
Arriving at the door, 462 peeked through the bars on the window and saw who was going to be her escort - a tall, blonde, hazel-eyed man that was currently leaning against the wall in his BTUs, waiting for her. As he saw her face in the bars, a tight grin stretched across his features.
"Didn't know that they were going to send a pretty one. Most of you Spy Ops are kind of on the nerdy side."
Her face hardened, then she released a smile. "Just because I am perfect in every sense of the word doesn't mean you have to get your hopes up...I will brief you on the mission as soon as possible. We are going to be leaving by 2200."
With a look of contempt on his face 494 replied, "Oh, you are all business. Where is the fun in that?"
She gritted her teeth in response. "You know, we really don't have time for this game you want to play. I am sure that I could find another X5 to come along, but for some reason they think that you would be better. I expect you to prove that."
"Oh honey, I will prove anything that you want and more. Just give me the opportunity. Open the door and I will show you…"
Rolling her eyes she quipped, "Oh please. Give it a rest. You can work IT later. By the way, I am NOT interested in whatever you are selling." But a small voice whispered that she was. 462 frowned as she slipped into his cell.
His grin fell away. "Damn."
Pulling out her dossier of the mission, she invited herself over to his bunk and spread out her notes. "Here is the deal - we go in, I hack the computer, you watch for guards, we get the intel and get out. Nothing fancy. Oh, by the way, 494 don't forget that I outrank you on this mission."
494 stepped behind her and leaned over to the view the information. The action closed the already small gap between them, making 462 whip her head around. "Looks simple enough, I think I can handle it," he said as he digested the information, then backed away slowly.
"Just remember 494, this is only the beginning of the mission. There is more in store for you when we get back."
2100 Hours
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"462 and 494, have you briefed each other on the mission?"
They replied In unison, "Yes Sir."
"Transportation will be made available in a half an hour. We decided that you would be better off using a single mode of transportation, so we have provided you with a motorcycle to travel to your destination. Make sure that you become acquainted with your surroundings, as we will be out of contact for the duration of the mission. We expect you to return within the four-hour window. If you do not return, we will send out a search and rescue team. We CAN NOT and WILL NOT risk exposure. We need both of you to return. Understood?"
"Sir, yes, sir."
"Very well. I will expect a briefing by 0800."
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I own nothing here, except for Kia (X5 462). Note, there is a bit of nasty language, but nothing worse than what has been on the show. I have attempted to stay true to form. Reminder, this is a work in progress, so things may change some from here on out. (Note: this will not end as Season 2 did. ~Freak Nation was a truckload of crap to me. Just my opinion.~)
Credit where credit it due:
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Donna Lynn, wherever you may be, this is partly your work as well, thank you for posting the challenge. I have made some changes to the original.
Dedication:
~~~~~~~~~
To all the Nuns at the CoJ. I love you guys. And also to my proofreader, Hobbes, you are the best.
Author's Note:
~~~~~~~~~~~
Please note that Spy Ops is another division of Manticore. (How else are they going to get their Intel?) I hope this doesn't cause any confusion.
Chapter One - The Mission
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Time frame: one Mission before Berrisford. This would take place two years prior to anything toward the end of the second season. The first few chapters are only for reference to what will happen.
Enjoy!
1800 Hours
~~~~~~~~~
"X5 462, have you been briefed on your mission?"
"Yes Sir. I was informed that 494 and myself are to infiltrate the Mercidyne compound, gather as much information from the mainframe computer, and return to base within the four hour window that was allotted, Sir."
"Good. Have you briefed X5 494 on the mission?"
"Negative. I have not been introduced to 494 yet, Sir. I understand that he has only been on three previous away missions? Permission to speak freely, Sir?"
"Make it short, 462."
"I am concerned with 494's field knowledge. I don't want the mission to be compromised because he hasn't had enough experience in the field, Sir."
"Don't be concerned. This is mainly an "in-and-out" type mission. He's there for your cover. We don't intend on losing one of our fine soldiers from Spy Ops so easily. Make sure that when you brief him, he is aware of that. I will not tolerate any insubordination. You are in command of this mission. I expect you to enforce that."
"Understood, Sir."
1900 Hours
~~~~~~~~~
"Guard, I need to brief 494. Can you tell me his location?"
A middle aged man with a leather like face glanced up from his small TV, suddenly scratching the stubble on his chin. "494 is in 4 D, three doors to your left. Good luck, he is a cocky SOB."
'Great, this is just perfect,' 462 thought to herself. 'Just what I needed.'
Arriving at the door, 462 peeked through the bars on the window and saw who was going to be her escort - a tall, blonde, hazel-eyed man that was currently leaning against the wall in his BTUs, waiting for her. As he saw her face in the bars, a tight grin stretched across his features.
"Didn't know that they were going to send a pretty one. Most of you Spy Ops are kind of on the nerdy side."
Her face hardened, then she released a smile. "Just because I am perfect in every sense of the word doesn't mean you have to get your hopes up...I will brief you on the mission as soon as possible. We are going to be leaving by 2200."
With a look of contempt on his face 494 replied, "Oh, you are all business. Where is the fun in that?"
She gritted her teeth in response. "You know, we really don't have time for this game you want to play. I am sure that I could find another X5 to come along, but for some reason they think that you would be better. I expect you to prove that."
"Oh honey, I will prove anything that you want and more. Just give me the opportunity. Open the door and I will show you…"
Rolling her eyes she quipped, "Oh please. Give it a rest. You can work IT later. By the way, I am NOT interested in whatever you are selling." But a small voice whispered that she was. 462 frowned as she slipped into his cell.
His grin fell away. "Damn."
Pulling out her dossier of the mission, she invited herself over to his bunk and spread out her notes. "Here is the deal - we go in, I hack the computer, you watch for guards, we get the intel and get out. Nothing fancy. Oh, by the way, 494 don't forget that I outrank you on this mission."
494 stepped behind her and leaned over to the view the information. The action closed the already small gap between them, making 462 whip her head around. "Looks simple enough, I think I can handle it," he said as he digested the information, then backed away slowly.
"Just remember 494, this is only the beginning of the mission. There is more in store for you when we get back."
2100 Hours
~~~~~~~~~
"462 and 494, have you briefed each other on the mission?"
They replied In unison, "Yes Sir."
"Transportation will be made available in a half an hour. We decided that you would be better off using a single mode of transportation, so we have provided you with a motorcycle to travel to your destination. Make sure that you become acquainted with your surroundings, as we will be out of contact for the duration of the mission. We expect you to return within the four-hour window. If you do not return, we will send out a search and rescue team. We CAN NOT and WILL NOT risk exposure. We need both of you to return. Understood?"
"Sir, yes, sir."
"Very well. I will expect a briefing by 0800."
