CHAPTER 3 ( THE MISSION
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Max and Alec walk out of an airplane, Max is wearing a long dress, and a burqa on her head. It is obvious she is dressed as a Muslim woman. Alec followed behind her laughing.
"Shut up! Ahmed" she muttered.
"But Maxie, don't you like being a Saudi Arabian woman?"
"No, it suck's! I'd rather stay at Manticore."
"I'm not complaining am I?" he asked throwing his hands up in defeat.
"You don't have a reason to complain! You look normal, at least-"
"Machajkalem!" he exclaimed as they passed a few people passed by.
"What?" she turned around to look at him.
"Obviously someone hasn't been listening when we were supposed to learn Arabic. It means be quite woman." He clarified.
"Are you telling me to shut up?" she pulled the little piece from her face.
"Just put that back on. You're supposed to be my Muslim wife." He informed her with a smile.
She tucked the cloth to cover her face, and started walking.
"Where are we supposed to meet this sultan anyway?" she asked.
"In his palace of course. Haven't you ever been to any Middle Eastern countries before?"
"Nope, been to Thailand, China, and whole bunch of African countries." She replied.
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They were taken to the palace of a very rich Sultan.
"Damn! This really is a palace." Max exclaimed.
"Remember, you are not supposed to talk unless your being spoken to, and leave it all to me." He whispered.
"Yeah, yeah." She replied.
Just then, a man with a long black beard walked toward them.
"Ahmed! Welcome." He said like he knew Alec all his life.
"And the lady." Max nodded to him.
"Please, come in! Have a seat." He took them to a room where everything seemed to be cushioned.
They sat down on comfortable low chairs.
"I would like to speak with you about what you know-" the man cut Alec off.
The man clapped his hands twice and a women dressed identically to Max walked in and handed them drinks.
"Now, where were we?"
"I was asking you what you knew about this place called Manticore?"
Max rolled her eyes when she saw Alec winking at the woman.
"Well, I've heard that genetic testing is being done there. Some secret lab, built by the government." He answered.
"Is that so?" Alec asked looking impressed.
"Yes, I've also heard that there were actual people being made there! Can you believe that?"
Alec sat there with his mouth open. "You don't say?"
The man nodded his head. "They are supposed to make the perfect human being. But their not even human!" the man laughed and Alec joined him, but he really wanted to punch him in the face.
They stayed for what seemed to Max like 10 hours. When they finally left.
"Thank god!" she said as they were out the palace.
"Yeah, I'll say." He took out a little black ball, and twisted it in half.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Didn't you read the assignment at all? Were supposed to put this right here," he said as he placed half of the ball on the side of building "and no we go home."
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They got to the plane and Alec took out the other half of the little black ball.
"Would you like to do the honors?" he asked getting down on one knee.
She smiled. "Sure" and pressed a little button on the ball. "So why are we killing this guy again?"
"Because he knows a little too much about Manticore."
The palace blew up, and they went back home, if you could call it home.
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A/N: I know the mission is kind of gay, but I wanted to do one like this since Alec has been on missions to Middle Eastern countries.
~*~*~*~*~
Max and Alec walk out of an airplane, Max is wearing a long dress, and a burqa on her head. It is obvious she is dressed as a Muslim woman. Alec followed behind her laughing.
"Shut up! Ahmed" she muttered.
"But Maxie, don't you like being a Saudi Arabian woman?"
"No, it suck's! I'd rather stay at Manticore."
"I'm not complaining am I?" he asked throwing his hands up in defeat.
"You don't have a reason to complain! You look normal, at least-"
"Machajkalem!" he exclaimed as they passed a few people passed by.
"What?" she turned around to look at him.
"Obviously someone hasn't been listening when we were supposed to learn Arabic. It means be quite woman." He clarified.
"Are you telling me to shut up?" she pulled the little piece from her face.
"Just put that back on. You're supposed to be my Muslim wife." He informed her with a smile.
She tucked the cloth to cover her face, and started walking.
"Where are we supposed to meet this sultan anyway?" she asked.
"In his palace of course. Haven't you ever been to any Middle Eastern countries before?"
"Nope, been to Thailand, China, and whole bunch of African countries." She replied.
~*~
They were taken to the palace of a very rich Sultan.
"Damn! This really is a palace." Max exclaimed.
"Remember, you are not supposed to talk unless your being spoken to, and leave it all to me." He whispered.
"Yeah, yeah." She replied.
Just then, a man with a long black beard walked toward them.
"Ahmed! Welcome." He said like he knew Alec all his life.
"And the lady." Max nodded to him.
"Please, come in! Have a seat." He took them to a room where everything seemed to be cushioned.
They sat down on comfortable low chairs.
"I would like to speak with you about what you know-" the man cut Alec off.
The man clapped his hands twice and a women dressed identically to Max walked in and handed them drinks.
"Now, where were we?"
"I was asking you what you knew about this place called Manticore?"
Max rolled her eyes when she saw Alec winking at the woman.
"Well, I've heard that genetic testing is being done there. Some secret lab, built by the government." He answered.
"Is that so?" Alec asked looking impressed.
"Yes, I've also heard that there were actual people being made there! Can you believe that?"
Alec sat there with his mouth open. "You don't say?"
The man nodded his head. "They are supposed to make the perfect human being. But their not even human!" the man laughed and Alec joined him, but he really wanted to punch him in the face.
They stayed for what seemed to Max like 10 hours. When they finally left.
"Thank god!" she said as they were out the palace.
"Yeah, I'll say." He took out a little black ball, and twisted it in half.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Didn't you read the assignment at all? Were supposed to put this right here," he said as he placed half of the ball on the side of building "and no we go home."
~*~
They got to the plane and Alec took out the other half of the little black ball.
"Would you like to do the honors?" he asked getting down on one knee.
She smiled. "Sure" and pressed a little button on the ball. "So why are we killing this guy again?"
"Because he knows a little too much about Manticore."
The palace blew up, and they went back home, if you could call it home.
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A/N: I know the mission is kind of gay, but I wanted to do one like this since Alec has been on missions to Middle Eastern countries.