A girl walked into the private chambers of the head of R.A.Intel. For most R.A.I. agents, this was a surprise, but it was most common with the 'Admiral.'

"Come here, Michaela," the Admiral's stern voice commanded.

The girl walked forward, wondering why the Admiral wanted her so close.

"We have acquired three prisoners from the CIA. It will be your job, as an agent-in-training, to learn to torture and do so to them. Your first victim will be Sydney Vaughn."

The girl nodded, ignoring all of the questions that flooded her mind. One popped out of her mouth, though she tried to stop it. "I thought we were friends with the CIA. Why do we need to capture and torture their agents?" Immediately, she clapped a hand to her mouth, and scrambled to her knees, begging forgiveness for speaking so freely.

"No need to apologize, dear, and I know you are most obedient, so you will follow these orders for me."

"Yes, Admiral." She knew the Admiral had a soft spot for her, and tried to harden it, because she knew she might be her superior's downfall. Let's just hope that never happens, she thought.

So sorry this was so short, and I'm sorry I didn't put it up yesterday, but I was kind of busy, and I completely forgot about it. And I'm sorry I didn't post last Saturday, but I was at Six Flags all day, and I didn't get home till 10:20. I'll have a new post up on Saturday.