Do That Voodoo That You Do So Well

"Low Light report to General Hawk's office on the double!" Dialtone's voice echoed throughout the hallway. Low Light lifted his head out of his hands and looked around. Quietly he lifted his goggles and rubbed his eyes before walking over to his alarm clock, picking it up, and putting it back on his nightstand.

Once he was ready, Low Light put his goggles back over his eyes and made the long walk from the living area to Hawk's office. As he walked, he tried to shake away the fatigue that still had not gone away. He was again thankful for the fact that his eyes were covered so that Hawk wouldn't easily notice how tired he was. When he got to Hawk's office, he noticed that the door was uncharacteristically open and he froze in his tracks. Silently, he ran his hand down his leg to the holster of his sidearm and undid the clasp that secured it in place. Cautiously, he crept towards the doorway with his hand on his sidearm. Slowly and carefully, he peered into the room and saw that Hawk was standing nonchalantly, and quite alone, at the open window.

"Sir?" Low Light asked.

"Ah, Low Light," said Hawk. "Come in."

"Pardon my asking," began Low Light. "But why was the door open?"

"The air-conditioning in my office is broken," said Hawk. "And it got quite hot in here. I was just trying to cool things down. Come in and sit down."

Low Light eased his hand away from his sidearm as he entered the room and sat down in one of the chairs opposite Hawk's desk. Once he was seated, Hawk took a key from around his neck and opened a locked drawer in his desk. He let out a deep steadying sigh before withdrawing a manila folder marked "TOP SECRET!"

"COBRA has acquired two new members," said Hawk as he handed the folder to Low Light. "They are a shooter and spotter team that go by the codenames Bulls-Eye and Pinpoint."

Low Light took the folder and continued to look intently at Hawk. "Our latest intelligence reports indicate that COBRA currently has them on assignment in South America to assassinate a few key political figures," Hawk continued. "What I need from you is to stop them at all costs. Understood?"

"Yes, sir," said Low Light with a grin.

"Good," said Hawk. "Now, that folder contains everything we've got on these two. Read it, study it, and figure out the best way to deal with them."

"You can count on me, sir," said Low Light as he stood up and saluted.

"Good luck," said Hawk as he returned Low Light's salute. "Dismissed."

"These guys are the ones who are going to need the luck, sir," said Low Light as he turned to leave. Hawk gave him a big smile.

Low Light walked silently back to his quarters to pack. His father was sitting on his bed waiting for him. "You're going to fail, Cooper," he said to Low Light. "You're such a disappointment to me."

"No, dad," said Low Light barely audible. "I won't fail. Maybe I'll even finally impress you."

To be continued…