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Chapter 18: Life Goes on For the Secret CIA Operative
Charlie's POV
Time stops for no one. For me that holds true. Months have past since Koyuki Jenshio disrupted my life. Im back to teaching at CalSci. Back to being the FBI's secret weapon against the evil doers. Back to being my the deactivated CIA Operative. Yeah, life's slowly getting back to normal save for a few aspects. I'm the reigning " King of the Mats" as Colby so lovingly likes to refer to me whenever we meet at the gym. I still keep my mastery of the Samuari sword hidden from Don and the others, I trust Colby to keep his silence,as far as they're concerned I'm just the novice, still learning how to. It's strange, how at peace I am right now. I wish I could hold onto this small slice of heaven. But, this happiness I feel is tainted by the bitter reality that is mine. When I told Colby that at the age of nineteen I saw a friend kill himself before my eyes, he wasn't some school buddy, he was a fellow operative who could no longer live with himself.He was the first person I ever saw die as an Operative.When I think about before I chose the life I live now, I can almost feel the razor digging into the flesh of my left arm, it's amazing what a little neosporin and the human body's own healing abilities can do, the four scars are barely visible now. I'm grateful for that.
But,in the back of my mind I know that... Heaven never lasts for someone like me... Never...
It was a clear night over Zermatt, Switzerland. In the air,Charlie Eppes looked down from his perch inside the Black Hawk Helecopter.
" Hey Ghost, you ready to dive?" Asked Nighthawk with a wolfish grin. Mojave chuckling beside him.
Ghost turned to his two fellow operatives and gave them a mock glare.
" Last time I checked, wasn't it one of you who screamed like a little girl when we were flying over Prague and had to jump?" He asked, causinga blush to form across Nighthawk's cheeks.Mojave laughed out loud at that.
" Oh by the way, wasn't it you Mojave who sounded like you're cousin Rosita when you found that scorpian on your pillow when we weredoing survaillencein Cairo?" That effectively shut Mojave up. Charlie turned his attention back to the city they were flying over. It was obviously back to being Ghost, leader of the CIA Unit known as the " Big Three".
The mission now was not to stopa weapons deal like in Demascus, this time they were after someone. This time it was a capture. The target was Nikolai Yurich, a Russian scientist who'd sold his soul to the devil as it were, instead of using his talents to help people, he'd turned to engineering viral weaponry. Now it was up to the three of them to stop his madness. Steele had specifically told him that if it came down to it, bring back Yurich's head, as long as his operations were stopped. An Informant inside of Yurich's circle had given the location of his underground laboratory/hideout. It was dangerously close to the center of the City of Zermatt. Figures, he'd want the most damage if he was to unleash one of his " Bacteria Bombs".
The Black Hawk past the busy metroplitan areaof thecityand instead headed for the outskirts. As they neared the drop sight, one of the pilots turned to thethree operatives.
" You guys ready?" He screamed over the Helecopter blades.
In answer,Ghost gave the Pilot a thumbs up before pulling down thegoggles that rested on his head over his eyes and with a final check of his parachute, he jumped.
Two other bodies followed him, the" Big Three"fell through the sky in a triangular trinity. It was a feeling of exhilaration as the wind roared in their ears and the ground was quickly approaching.
Before they reached a dangerously low altitude, the three of them pulled their parachute cords and felt themselves being yanked backwards as the blck canopies opened.
The three of them lazily desended back down to earth onto the grassy field where Toby was waiting for them with their gear.
" Time to save the World again." Thought Ghost.