Chapter 2: For One Second
Nathan's POV
I slammed the red alert button as hard as I could. There was an intruder on our premises. That can only mean one thing: a spy. Not just any spy, a US government spy... but wait I thought I got rid of them? Did I miss someone? Damn, Tim... I give him a simple job of killing off the people I had on my hit list and he screws up! Only Tim can do that.
I was fuming. There was a good spy left. I missed one... or maybe there's more. Man, Dad is going to kill me. Get ready for the big lecture...
After hitting the alert button, we searched the ocean with all types of that fancy technology, but he or she was no where in site. Damn! Why did they come here? To scope us out? To plant a bomb? There are so many things those little pests can be up to.
O great, the Government Genocide Project! What if they found out about it? How could they though? We kept it top secret. Nahh... they don't know about that. They couldn't know about it.
Beep beep beep... stupid watch. Why the fuck did Dad get me this watch? It never stops beeping. O wait, it does that for a reason. Hmm... is there something important going on? Apart from the intruder alert, I can't thi--- awww damnit! I have a meeting with the legislature of the UC (AN: Union of Crime).
I ran down the tunnel. I quickly straightened my suit and did a breathe check. Then I walked into the room. They were all captivated by my appearance. I saw their envy as I sat on the right hand side of my Dad.
Yes, you spineless followers, just look at me, your future leader. Yep, worship me. Man, where the hell is the subliminal message sending machine when you need it?
"Son, so glad for you to finally grace us with your presence," Dad said sarcastically. I simply nodded my head cockily.
"Ok, now that he is here, let us get started. As you know the Government Genocide Project is in the process of being complete. Today's conference will be about it," Dad said.
"Ok first thing's on the agenda list is that we must plan out the project," said the scribe.
"Well, it's simple we move Nathan and Tim to a small town and set up a base there. We have an idea as to which town... I think Chigenski said it was Tree Mountain or something like that. No one will ever know..." said Dad.
"What about the government spies? They'll be swarming all over for it. I mean just today, we had an intruder alert. That's the first since... well, I don't know how long..." said the man named Chigenski.
"True, but you're missing one factor. We had only one intruder... no biggie. If the government had known about this project, they would've sent troops, not spies," replied Dad.
The committee nodded their heads in agreement to my Dad.
"So, it's decided. Nathan, you and Tim are going to Tree Mountain or whatever its name is," concluded Dad.
I nodded my head as he handed me a manila folder. It was the profile of that town, Tree Hill. Dad ended the conference. Tim and I went to pack our bags. It was going to be a long journey to wherever Tree Hill was. So far, this project was going well. Except for the intruder... who was that? Why send only one person? Even bugging the entire headquarters would be a long job. Only the few selected spies could do that. And I killed the good ones.
Once my bags were packed, I met with Tim.
"Yo, Tim. Did you hit everyone on the list?" I asked.
"Yeah dude, that was not a nice job to do. Next time, I'm not doing it," said Tim.
"Shut the fuck up and help me load the transporter."
After the transporter was filled, we hopped in. This mission had to be done fast. We had to scope out the town. Make sure nothing was suspicious. O and wipe out the government spies, if there is any left.
The transporter was a submarine. I took control of the gear as Tim checked the equipment. Once he was done, I started it off. Tim just sat there and looked out of the little window amazed by the ocean.
I had to agree with him though. It was a mesmerizing view. The water was lightly sea green and the sand looked smooth. The corals glossed with color. The sea weeds swayed. The schools of fish sparkled past us. It was a beautiful site. The sun beamed through the water and made it even more spectacular.
For one second, I forgot about this mission, about all of the stupid anti- government missions. I forgot about the people I killed, about the families I had ruined, and about places that I had destroyed.
For one second, I wanted out of the UC (AN: Union of Crime). I wanted complete freedom. Hell, I didn't even know why I was doing all this stuff. I guess I just wanted to make my dad proud. Why couldn't I have played basketball instead?
I never had freedom. Sure, my dad let me have all the girls imaginable, but what's the point if they are ridiculously stupid. I could never stand them when we weren't fucking.
But the fact is that I'll never get out. I'll never have freedom. Even when my dad dies, he'll haunt me. I am supposed to be the heir of the UC and here I am hating it. I'm glad this mission came up. Maybe I can start a new life. Maybe not though... something tells me that the UC will breathe down my neck until I die or they die.
Just for one second, I wanted to be normal. Not a normal, idiotic teenager. No, just a normal life with a normal family.
But that second disappeared as I looked back at the UC's Headquarters. I was trapped and I was going to suffocate unless someone saved me.
Nathan's POV
I slammed the red alert button as hard as I could. There was an intruder on our premises. That can only mean one thing: a spy. Not just any spy, a US government spy... but wait I thought I got rid of them? Did I miss someone? Damn, Tim... I give him a simple job of killing off the people I had on my hit list and he screws up! Only Tim can do that.
I was fuming. There was a good spy left. I missed one... or maybe there's more. Man, Dad is going to kill me. Get ready for the big lecture...
After hitting the alert button, we searched the ocean with all types of that fancy technology, but he or she was no where in site. Damn! Why did they come here? To scope us out? To plant a bomb? There are so many things those little pests can be up to.
O great, the Government Genocide Project! What if they found out about it? How could they though? We kept it top secret. Nahh... they don't know about that. They couldn't know about it.
Beep beep beep... stupid watch. Why the fuck did Dad get me this watch? It never stops beeping. O wait, it does that for a reason. Hmm... is there something important going on? Apart from the intruder alert, I can't thi--- awww damnit! I have a meeting with the legislature of the UC (AN: Union of Crime).
I ran down the tunnel. I quickly straightened my suit and did a breathe check. Then I walked into the room. They were all captivated by my appearance. I saw their envy as I sat on the right hand side of my Dad.
Yes, you spineless followers, just look at me, your future leader. Yep, worship me. Man, where the hell is the subliminal message sending machine when you need it?
"Son, so glad for you to finally grace us with your presence," Dad said sarcastically. I simply nodded my head cockily.
"Ok, now that he is here, let us get started. As you know the Government Genocide Project is in the process of being complete. Today's conference will be about it," Dad said.
"Ok first thing's on the agenda list is that we must plan out the project," said the scribe.
"Well, it's simple we move Nathan and Tim to a small town and set up a base there. We have an idea as to which town... I think Chigenski said it was Tree Mountain or something like that. No one will ever know..." said Dad.
"What about the government spies? They'll be swarming all over for it. I mean just today, we had an intruder alert. That's the first since... well, I don't know how long..." said the man named Chigenski.
"True, but you're missing one factor. We had only one intruder... no biggie. If the government had known about this project, they would've sent troops, not spies," replied Dad.
The committee nodded their heads in agreement to my Dad.
"So, it's decided. Nathan, you and Tim are going to Tree Mountain or whatever its name is," concluded Dad.
I nodded my head as he handed me a manila folder. It was the profile of that town, Tree Hill. Dad ended the conference. Tim and I went to pack our bags. It was going to be a long journey to wherever Tree Hill was. So far, this project was going well. Except for the intruder... who was that? Why send only one person? Even bugging the entire headquarters would be a long job. Only the few selected spies could do that. And I killed the good ones.
Once my bags were packed, I met with Tim.
"Yo, Tim. Did you hit everyone on the list?" I asked.
"Yeah dude, that was not a nice job to do. Next time, I'm not doing it," said Tim.
"Shut the fuck up and help me load the transporter."
After the transporter was filled, we hopped in. This mission had to be done fast. We had to scope out the town. Make sure nothing was suspicious. O and wipe out the government spies, if there is any left.
The transporter was a submarine. I took control of the gear as Tim checked the equipment. Once he was done, I started it off. Tim just sat there and looked out of the little window amazed by the ocean.
I had to agree with him though. It was a mesmerizing view. The water was lightly sea green and the sand looked smooth. The corals glossed with color. The sea weeds swayed. The schools of fish sparkled past us. It was a beautiful site. The sun beamed through the water and made it even more spectacular.
For one second, I forgot about this mission, about all of the stupid anti- government missions. I forgot about the people I killed, about the families I had ruined, and about places that I had destroyed.
For one second, I wanted out of the UC (AN: Union of Crime). I wanted complete freedom. Hell, I didn't even know why I was doing all this stuff. I guess I just wanted to make my dad proud. Why couldn't I have played basketball instead?
I never had freedom. Sure, my dad let me have all the girls imaginable, but what's the point if they are ridiculously stupid. I could never stand them when we weren't fucking.
But the fact is that I'll never get out. I'll never have freedom. Even when my dad dies, he'll haunt me. I am supposed to be the heir of the UC and here I am hating it. I'm glad this mission came up. Maybe I can start a new life. Maybe not though... something tells me that the UC will breathe down my neck until I die or they die.
Just for one second, I wanted to be normal. Not a normal, idiotic teenager. No, just a normal life with a normal family.
But that second disappeared as I looked back at the UC's Headquarters. I was trapped and I was going to suffocate unless someone saved me.