Chapter 1: Mission Possible
Haley's POV
"Tracking 2004 Device?" asked Lucas
"Check," I said as rustled through the black bag.
"Platinum Sound Bug?"
"Check."
"2 sets of scuba gear?"
"Check."
"Oxygen tanks?"
"Check."
"Parachutes?"
"Check."
"XCEL 2004 Government Communication Head and Ear Set?
"You mean the walkie talkies? Yes Lukie Luke, we got 'em."
"C'mon Hales, get serious. We have to be ready in 20 minutes. We screw this up, we won't have a job. We'll be just like all the other mindless teenagers."
"Alright alright... no need to tie your panties in a twist."
"O and one last thing...the guns?"
"We're gonna need it for this mission, aren't we?" I asked bitterly.
The silence consumed us. It was our jobs to plant the tracking device and the sound bugs. I hoped that we wouldn't have to do this with guns. But there was no choice.
I knew this mission was serious, and I felt nervous. We were flying over some island in an army airplane about to complete the unthinkable. Slowly, we slid the scuba gear on.
My palms were sweating and I felt sick. I knew my eyes were bloodshot. I knew my hands were trembling with fright. I knew voice was low. I knew my body was rigid.
This mission was no joke. It was drop-dead serious. Not just serious for the government, but for me, too. This was the first mission that was personal for me and Lucas. Very personal.
It happened a long time ago. Right after Lucas and I were born, my parents went on a mission. After going to the Pentagon, they left for Colombia, the target of their mission. Lucas's parents went with them. I don't know what their mission was, but I do know one thing.
They never came back.
Not because they failed the mission. Not because they got lost. But because they were massacred in the 1985 genocide.
Genocide...
That word pierces my heart. It makes my blood run cold. It makes my brain numb. It makes my heart beat with endless anger. It makes me crave for revenge.
It stabs my heart to hear an ignorant person talk about that event. That event changed my life, as well as the lives of all people.
Some cruel heartless bastard stole my parents away from me.
His name was Dan Scott. I never say his name. I never hear his name.
The organization I work for is the government of United States of America in the department for the Major International Crime Relations (MICR). My parents worked there, too. Lucas and I are spies, just like our parents. It is the most toughest job ever sought after, but we do it.
When we receive our mission from the Pentagon, we receive skepticism as well. Why? Because we're 17 year olds. Some think that we are like every other teenager. Painting nails, chasing pitiful boys, gossiping, and reading girly mags are a few things I hate. I hate teenage girls. They are so perky. It makes my blood boil when some sh!t face compares me with them.
But in the end, we are the only team that succeeds. We have caught 7 of the FBI's most-wanted, stopped 5 huge drug shipments, and halted some major whore businesses. We are their go-to team. They came to us for this mission because it's huge, gigantic.
We have to position these high tech bugs in the headquarters of the Union of Crime (UC). According to several reports, the UC are planning another huge attack on our forces. We have to stop them, but first we must find more info. That's our job.
Lucas and I look at each other. I can tell that he is a nervous wreck, too. I hold his hand and we put the bags and parachute on our backs. We nod our heads at the captain, who salutes us.
Then we jump.
The whistling wind whirls by my body. I feel so light. The rushing air makes me feel alive and awake. My nervous tension starts to ebb away.
"1, 2, 3- Now!" shouts Lucas.
We pull the latches and the parachutes blow up into the air. We glide along with the puffy clouds.
Slowly, we approached the island. It was beautiful. The sea green ocean lapped at its shore. The golden sand glistened from above. The green tropical forest took our breath away.
As we came dangerously close to the ocean water, I glanced at Lucas. We both take off unclip the parachute. My muscles cramped with pain as I unlatched it. We sunk into the water with a heavy blow. That all happened within a few seconds. Amazing how long it seemed...
We pull down the goggles over our eyes and plunged into the warm water.
Gently, we swam through the water. We had to look for a skull shaped cave. My eyes finally found them and I waved at Lucas to follow. We finally arrived at the cave and swam towards the surface.
Once we reached the surface, we got up and sat on the rocky edge. Panting for breath, we sat there for awhile. Then I look at Lucas and nod my head to signal that I'm ready. As planned, he sinks back into the ocean to retrieve our speedy getaway submarine. His figure disappears into the water. I breathe in deeply.
I slip off my wet suit, revealing a sleek black outfit. I take out the devices and shove the wet suit in the bag.
"Ok Haley, it's now or never..." I said to myself.
Slowly I climbed up the rocks and entered the lair. My feet noiselessly trailed into the tunnel. I walked carefully and finally came to an air vent. I opened the metal shingles and hopped inside. After I put the vent back in its place, I slide down the air shaft. I opened up the black box of sound bugs and placed one by the hallway, the main conference room, the central control room, the main passageways, and the offices of the leaders. I slid my way back to the air vent and hopped out.
Not a guard in sight. Phew!
I ran back to the cave with my bag. Then I took out another black box. I walked over to their transporter storage facility. On each transporter (car, submarine, etc.) I placed a tracking bug. Then I returned back to the tunnel.
Just then I looked up and saw someone's silhouetted appear closer. I ran down the tunnel and jumped down the cave.
INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALERT! ---The alarm was going off now!
I grabbed my belongings and stuffed them into the bags and took a deep breath. I jumped into the water and felt things slowly become darker. I gently floated down the water without any energy left to save myself. I was caught. I knew it. This mission was an impossible feat, but at least I did it...
I felt my brain send a painful signal through my body. My lungs screamed for oxygen, so I grabbed my oxygen tank and secured it over my mouth. But that didn't help. Everything was becoming distant and dark.
I was slipping away from the world, just like my parents.
Haley's POV
"Tracking 2004 Device?" asked Lucas
"Check," I said as rustled through the black bag.
"Platinum Sound Bug?"
"Check."
"2 sets of scuba gear?"
"Check."
"Oxygen tanks?"
"Check."
"Parachutes?"
"Check."
"XCEL 2004 Government Communication Head and Ear Set?
"You mean the walkie talkies? Yes Lukie Luke, we got 'em."
"C'mon Hales, get serious. We have to be ready in 20 minutes. We screw this up, we won't have a job. We'll be just like all the other mindless teenagers."
"Alright alright... no need to tie your panties in a twist."
"O and one last thing...the guns?"
"We're gonna need it for this mission, aren't we?" I asked bitterly.
The silence consumed us. It was our jobs to plant the tracking device and the sound bugs. I hoped that we wouldn't have to do this with guns. But there was no choice.
I knew this mission was serious, and I felt nervous. We were flying over some island in an army airplane about to complete the unthinkable. Slowly, we slid the scuba gear on.
My palms were sweating and I felt sick. I knew my eyes were bloodshot. I knew my hands were trembling with fright. I knew voice was low. I knew my body was rigid.
This mission was no joke. It was drop-dead serious. Not just serious for the government, but for me, too. This was the first mission that was personal for me and Lucas. Very personal.
It happened a long time ago. Right after Lucas and I were born, my parents went on a mission. After going to the Pentagon, they left for Colombia, the target of their mission. Lucas's parents went with them. I don't know what their mission was, but I do know one thing.
They never came back.
Not because they failed the mission. Not because they got lost. But because they were massacred in the 1985 genocide.
Genocide...
That word pierces my heart. It makes my blood run cold. It makes my brain numb. It makes my heart beat with endless anger. It makes me crave for revenge.
It stabs my heart to hear an ignorant person talk about that event. That event changed my life, as well as the lives of all people.
Some cruel heartless bastard stole my parents away from me.
His name was Dan Scott. I never say his name. I never hear his name.
The organization I work for is the government of United States of America in the department for the Major International Crime Relations (MICR). My parents worked there, too. Lucas and I are spies, just like our parents. It is the most toughest job ever sought after, but we do it.
When we receive our mission from the Pentagon, we receive skepticism as well. Why? Because we're 17 year olds. Some think that we are like every other teenager. Painting nails, chasing pitiful boys, gossiping, and reading girly mags are a few things I hate. I hate teenage girls. They are so perky. It makes my blood boil when some sh!t face compares me with them.
But in the end, we are the only team that succeeds. We have caught 7 of the FBI's most-wanted, stopped 5 huge drug shipments, and halted some major whore businesses. We are their go-to team. They came to us for this mission because it's huge, gigantic.
We have to position these high tech bugs in the headquarters of the Union of Crime (UC). According to several reports, the UC are planning another huge attack on our forces. We have to stop them, but first we must find more info. That's our job.
Lucas and I look at each other. I can tell that he is a nervous wreck, too. I hold his hand and we put the bags and parachute on our backs. We nod our heads at the captain, who salutes us.
Then we jump.
The whistling wind whirls by my body. I feel so light. The rushing air makes me feel alive and awake. My nervous tension starts to ebb away.
"1, 2, 3- Now!" shouts Lucas.
We pull the latches and the parachutes blow up into the air. We glide along with the puffy clouds.
Slowly, we approached the island. It was beautiful. The sea green ocean lapped at its shore. The golden sand glistened from above. The green tropical forest took our breath away.
As we came dangerously close to the ocean water, I glanced at Lucas. We both take off unclip the parachute. My muscles cramped with pain as I unlatched it. We sunk into the water with a heavy blow. That all happened within a few seconds. Amazing how long it seemed...
We pull down the goggles over our eyes and plunged into the warm water.
Gently, we swam through the water. We had to look for a skull shaped cave. My eyes finally found them and I waved at Lucas to follow. We finally arrived at the cave and swam towards the surface.
Once we reached the surface, we got up and sat on the rocky edge. Panting for breath, we sat there for awhile. Then I look at Lucas and nod my head to signal that I'm ready. As planned, he sinks back into the ocean to retrieve our speedy getaway submarine. His figure disappears into the water. I breathe in deeply.
I slip off my wet suit, revealing a sleek black outfit. I take out the devices and shove the wet suit in the bag.
"Ok Haley, it's now or never..." I said to myself.
Slowly I climbed up the rocks and entered the lair. My feet noiselessly trailed into the tunnel. I walked carefully and finally came to an air vent. I opened the metal shingles and hopped inside. After I put the vent back in its place, I slide down the air shaft. I opened up the black box of sound bugs and placed one by the hallway, the main conference room, the central control room, the main passageways, and the offices of the leaders. I slid my way back to the air vent and hopped out.
Not a guard in sight. Phew!
I ran back to the cave with my bag. Then I took out another black box. I walked over to their transporter storage facility. On each transporter (car, submarine, etc.) I placed a tracking bug. Then I returned back to the tunnel.
Just then I looked up and saw someone's silhouetted appear closer. I ran down the tunnel and jumped down the cave.
INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALERT! ---The alarm was going off now!
I grabbed my belongings and stuffed them into the bags and took a deep breath. I jumped into the water and felt things slowly become darker. I gently floated down the water without any energy left to save myself. I was caught. I knew it. This mission was an impossible feat, but at least I did it...
I felt my brain send a painful signal through my body. My lungs screamed for oxygen, so I grabbed my oxygen tank and secured it over my mouth. But that didn't help. Everything was becoming distant and dark.
I was slipping away from the world, just like my parents.