I am once again sorry for the delay of a month or two. Anyway I have decided that t here will be three arcs of the story, oh and i got a new laptop, so now I'll be able to write more than ever.
Training and first mission
Infiltration of John Brown's army
Splinter Cell Conviction. ( I know the basic plot, but have never played the fourth one. It will differ from the game.
And now without further Ado
Chapter 3 : Bullets and Knives
Secret Third Echelon training facility
Thursday, 8/9/08, 4:15 P.M.
The last shell clattered to the floor.
" That seems to have been accurate" Remarked Sam Fisher, pressing the button that would bring the paper target back.
" Would you mind stopping shooting smiley faces into the target"
" Hey, it's what I do" smiled Ranma Saotome. " What's the point of shooting if I can't have a little fun."
"Tell me that when you're being shot at by terrorists."
Sam stood up
" Well, you've got one more test, then you'll be an active agent."
Ranma's eyes opened wide. " Really?"
"Really" Sam said with a little smile
" So what's the last test?"
"Simple. You've got to infiltrate the White House."
" Wha-what? I have to gain entrance to one of the world's most secure buildings?"
" Yeah, pretty much. The president and Lambert both agreed to this. The rest of the staff and security has not. If they are alarmed, they will fire. Understood?"
"Uh, yeah"
"Good. Now go change"
Ranma hurried back to his room and opened the door with a slight creak. Finally! He would be able to actually do a mission, even if it was training.
Ranma opened the suitcase he had been given at the begining of his training. He clicked it open and was greeted by the sight of a jumpsuit. He took out the suit to find a pair of goggles and and a 4.17 millimeter handgun, sileneced. Ranma dug through the rest, finding a transmitter and a knife. He inserted the transmitter-to find Lambert's voice
Discussing business with Sam. He listened queitly listened for a few seconds before make his presence clear.
"I'm waiting" Ranma said
Lambert must have been shocked by his voice, because, clearly over the transmitter, he could hear a small crash.
"don't ever do that again" Lambert exclaimed "I'm not used to being talked to over transmitter in HQ."
"fine, fine.but I'm still waiting."
"Report to the hangar, and make it snappy. Understood?"
"Yes sir, leaving now sir." Ranma said. After all, he was higher in the chain of command than he was.
Cesna 500, Atlantic Ocean
Friday 8/10/08 2:34 A.M.
The small airplane flew swiftly through the sky. It was only a 2-hour ride, but the man inside was important and that's all that mattered. The man was aging, but still strong, with a few locks of gray in his shockingly blonde hair. Muscles bulged under the shirt and a small bump at the belt hinted towards the 45. colt he always kept with him. He flipped open his cell phone and called the contact.
" Hello?" A Belgian accent answered back.
" Meneer Katadrufen, It is I." The blonde answered back
"Oh it is you then" Katadrufen said " I didn't expect your call until tommorow"
"Well, time is money, as the Americans say"
" Yes, Yes, time is money. Anyway what would you like this time, Mr.Brown?"
" I think a few rocket launchers and a couple hundred Ak-57. Understood"
"Very well, Mr.Brown. I've also got that information you wanted"
"Excellent. Leave it at the dropsite with the money."
"Very well, Mr. Brown" Katadrufen said, disconnecting the call. Thoughts of Betrayal flashed through his mind, but he had picked this path and one did not betray a terrorist leader.
Carrier Plane, En Route to Washington, D.C.
"guards at every door, window and goddamn hole in that building" The pilot commented back to Ranma
"Really?" Ranma asked back
"Yep. Snipers and alarms strewn everywhere. Motion alarms are stuck on windows and doors make sounds when you open them. That has got to be the most secure building in the world, besides the pentagon"
"Why are you telling me this?" Ranma questioned
"I've flowen a couple of you boys to places everyhwere in the world. Guatamala, Paris, you name it"
"That's interesting" Ranma said nonchalantly, tucking the fact into the corners of his brain
"by the way, we're nearly there"
"That's great" Ranma once again commented nonchalantly, settling down for the flight to D.C.
The plane's wheels made the entire small plane bump hard as it landed at the airport. Ranma grabbed the bags of and left throught the tube connected to the door. He flashed the passport Lambert had given him and passed without going through metal detectors or long lines.He signaled for a taxi and and opened the door, telling the turbaned driver to take him to the Belmont. 50 minutes, 3 stoplights and 5 irate D.Cians and he was at the hotel. Ranma Pulled out a wad of cash and gave the man a little "extra", you know, for the wife. 5 minutes later he had his room. He dropped the baggage and took a shower. He opened the laptop and used his wireless connection to connect to the Library of Congresses "secret section" Ranma settled down for the long hack that awaited him.
By the time he was finished, the sky was dark and streetwalkers roamed the well, the streets. Ranma had finally cracked the codes and aqcuired the map. He downloaded it to his PDA and called Lambert.
"Lambert, I got the maps."
"What, already?" Lambert asked
"yep" Ranma answered back
"Wow. It took our best haker at least 10 hours to crack that code"
"Well, I guess that makes me your new best hacker then."
"Whatever. You have approval of go ahead. So, well, go ahead."
"Allright, I'm going" Ranma said, finishing the bottle of bourbon he had ordered from room service. He was still only 19, but he liked a shot of hard liquor now and then, a habit he had picked up from the boys back at training camp. he took a quick shower before slipping once again into the black jumpsuit and left, covering the jumpsuit with civilian clothes.
Unspecified underground location, Brussels, Belgium
Friday 8/10/08 5: 56 A.M.
" These seem quite satisfactory" Remarked Mr.Brown, his eyes moving over the seemingly countless number of weapons and tucked in teh middle, almost forgotten lay a file. Brown opened it and thumbed through the file,gazing at it's contents.
"My,My! This is good intel!" Remarked Brown excitedly
"Only the best for you, Mr.Brown"
"Yes,Yes indeed"
Then, in one flawless moment, the Colt.45 came out of the back pocket and fired. It was almost as if Brown had been training, giving his arms the neccesary speed to pull of a quick-draw.
Katadrufen fell, his leg pouring blood from the hole in his lower limb.
"Wha-Wh-Why?" Katadrufen let out, his voice cracking with pain.
"I know you were contacted by an agent of the American government and that you offered my secrets. I'll give you a choice: Slow and painful or quick and easy?"
" I-I assure I did no such thing!"
"Tsk-tsk. Lying children must be punished" Brown said, his voice filled with glee. He shot the remaining limbs and then pointed the gun at Katadruffen's head
"Goodbye, naughty child"
"N-" Katadrufen exclaimed before the bullet splattered his brain matter over the walls. His mouth still had that suprised look on his face.
"Load the trucks up, already!" Brown yelled and men came out of nowhere and began loading up trucks and trucks full of the guns.
Brown thumbed through the file and thought to himself that this Ranma Saotome would eventually come to him.
End of chapter 3
I know about the Aks and you can tell I made that up . Please tell me about any ways I can make my writing better. Till then, Excelsior!!! (I have no idea why I wrote that)
