CHAPTER ONE:

There was a gentleman with dark, soft hair, and dark skin. He's lying on
his bed and his serious, sad eyes locked onto the ceiling, staring cold
and blank. He glanced over to his picture frame with his old girlfriend
who was never seen again since they were sixteen years old. His old
girlfriend was missing for ten years. No one knew what happened to
her. No fingerprints on his old girlfriend's drawers, steps, bed, et cetera. Nothing, not one trace left behind. Someone covered it up in a
way and he has been trying to find her.

The phone rings. He got up and he looked at the caller ID. "Private
Caller #301 258 5500" he knew it was Lambert Jr. Lambert passed away
two years ago. Lambert and his wife gave birth and his name is Lambert
Junior. Samuel Fisher is happily retired and spending a lot of time on
his own. He is now on an unknown island, spending his private time
there.

"Yes?" He answered.
"Hey, Sam, we need you here. Now. It's an emergency and I don't have
time to explain. I'll explain later." Lambert Jr. replied.
"I'm on my way." Sam said as they both hung up the phones.

This gentleman is Sam. Samuel Sandoval, a new Splinter Cell, and he is the one of good agents. He knows what to do. He picks up the pieces faster than
anybody else does. He is Sam, and He's a Splinter Cell.