Chapter 1: Silent Whispers Origin
He opened his eyes very slowly in the morning. Wearily he looked around the car and found himself covered in a blanket, his backpack that he put under his legs for more comfort gone. Slowly with laziness he turned his head to look in the back of the truck to check and see if his bike was still there. It was, but not the same way he remember it. Before sleep he remembers that his bike was uncovered. Now it had a cover that said "Marines" on top. He shook his head at the thought of the marines. He had served for the Navy Seals Endu, the most elite squad of people in the world. No team has ever matched their killing power or scored more "frags", as they liked to call kills, than them. He then laughed remembering the paintball fighting match between his Endu unit and the Marines Force Recon unit. They won 60 to 4. The 4 people that got shot on their side were just plain decoys for the main plan. He knew that in real life they would never do such a thing, team mate sacrifice for the good of the squad was not allowed. No man is allowed to go down.
He moved his right arm to unbuckle the seatbelt but for his surprise it was already unbuckled. He looked out the window and saw that they were in front of an airport. It looked to be the San Francisco airport. He dropped the blanket on the driver's seat and slowly stepped out of the car, stretched his arm and looked around for the driver. For a few seconds he was nowhere to be seen, but then he saw a door open in the distance and the driver was walking to him with what looked like two cups of coffee.
"Good Morning Sir, I hope you slept well in the car" Said Driver, "My names Ed, I never told you last night, you fell asleep pretty fast.", said Ed while giving the cup of coffee to Scott.
"You know, I never liked Coffee." Said Scott grinning, "But I guess this is the best thing for waking me up now isn't it." He took a sip of the coffee and shaked his head at the bitter taste of it.
"Sorry sir, there's nothing else here that can wake you up better than Coffee"
"Well alright, but can you please tell me why you had to pick me up and I couldn't ride my bike here? You guys know how I love to ride it..."
"Well sir," said the driver with a serious look on his face, "they sent me because I was to deliver your new toys to you." He said pointing to the stuff lying around the truck. "We got your basic thermal/night vision goggles. The Sneak Suit, the basic 9MM silenced pistol, Mini-cams, smoke grenades, camera jamer, this new laser cutter, and the newest assault rifle. It's a variant of the M1A4 and the French Fammas. It might look awkward but it's a nice weapon. But if you chose sir, we can change this assault rifle to any weapon you prefer." finished Ed while picking up the new prototype gun.
Scott looked around the gear for a few seconds, testing the Thermal sighting on the goggles. Picked up the 9MM Beretta grabbed the holster and put it on the inside of his coat so no one will see it. He grabbed all the other stuff and threw it in his backpack.
"Well you know what I think about assault rifles. Can you guys get me a SIG SSG-3000 Sniper Rifle? And a lot of ammo?" he said putting on his backpack.
"Certainly sir. It will be with you when you arrive in the base. Now here is your ticket, your pass for the berretta on the plane and enjoy your flight sir." Said Ed while handing various papers to Scott and he walked away. Scott looked at the papers and just realized he didn't have his passport with him. He was about to shout for Ed but he was nowhere to be seen. Scott looked in the car and there it was, a brand new American passport sitting on the Dashboard. He grabbed it and eyed the pages fast, finding many visas, a credit card and that it belongs to him.
"Well this is gonna help…" he said to himself and started his slow walk to the terminal entrance. He had to blend it with normal people, even though he was traveling in first class. The importance of him not attracting any suspicion was vital. No one on that planet could find out that he was a secret agent for the Third Echelon. No one was even supposed to know about their existence. Not even the President of the United States. He always laughed at the idea that Third Echelon was more secret than the underwear size of the President. He had to wait in line with everyone else for the baggage check and the ticket check. Just the metal detector caused him problems. He was carrying a Silenced 9MM Berretta with him, and he had a few extra clips around his belt. The cops jumped when the siren went off at its highest warning level. The cops went for their guns but Scott was fast, he grabbed the paper explaining why he had a gun and threw it at one of the cops. To fool the passengers, he took of his Dog Tags and put them in a bin. One security officer, realizing what he has to do; he overrode the security protocol on the machine and made it look like Scott was clean of any metal now. Scott smiled at the fast thinking cop and the cop, whose name was Murphy, smiled back at him and handed him his dog tags and the piece of paper. Scott felt happy that it looked to the other passengers as another mishap with the machine, with this thought in his head, he made his way to the plane through the tunnel and found his seat with the assistance of stewardess Jessica. He stuck his backpack slowly under his chair and lay back in the seat trying to fall asleep once again, but then suddenly almost jumping because he realized he would have to drink coffee again…
The captain gave his normal message to everyone as the plane slowly rolled on to the runway. About this time everyone got seated and lucky for Scott no one was sitting next to him. He looked around with a smile at the interior of the plane. He loved flying, especially on the long flights. Something about airline food was pleasing to him. Maybe the candy and that you didn't have to drink so much coffee here, they offered Coke too. The engines roared and there was a sudden jolt as the plane accelerated with incredible speed, reaching the speed of 800 miles per hour in less than a minute. He looked out the window and waved San Francisco good bye. The bird's eye view of the city was pleasing to his eye, as much as was finding a target through the scope of his SSG.
He sat as comfortably as he could in his seat. Looking around he could only see business men, rich people or some military officers. First Class traveling was a first to him, he usually took business class. He was about to lay back as a old guy, in about late 50'ies came up next to him and sat down. He was wearing a grey suit and had a black suit case with him. The old man put the suitcase on his lap and opened it in front of Scott. Scott was amazed at what he saw next. NSA: TOP SECRET was the title of the paper that was on the first document. The old man grabbed the document and handed him over to Scott.
"Sir I suggest you read this now, this might help you on your upcoming mission." said the old guy not even looking at Scott. He took the paper and opened it to the front page. He was startled at what he uncovered in these documents.
US Defense Ministry, Super Weapon division, Project codename "Silent Whisper"
Silent whisper is designed on the nano-tech level. It is a weapon far beyond anything the world has seen Mr. President. Silent Whisper is a series of Nano-Bots programmed to replicate themselves over the bodies of their hosts, and then spread when they are ready to kill their host. They do not kill the host until the signal is given to them from the master control. To access master control you need the security codes with the disk enclosed. The program can be run from any machine with internet access. The only way to disengage them is by using the Blue-6 Code. The nano-bots are totally undetectable even if you know where to look for them. Their creation was hard. We initially started with 1 nano-bot and then programmed him to make copies of himself. They are safely contained in the NSA labs and cannot escape. They are protected under a "Kintex" shell. This shell is extremely durable and it protects things from escaping even in the nano level. Soldiers equipped with Kintex suits can be invulnerable to any outside damage. But to make Kintex we need fragments from the moon and that is very expensive. Mr. President, We do not advise you to use Silent Whisper often. Some of the bots became self aware and made colonies in the Kintex Shell. They had to be destroyed before they could have broken out. Sir, if this gets out of hand, they can take over the world. The first nano-bot that we ever created was about 345.6 times smarter than Albert Einstein.