Hello readers! Sorry for not updating in a while. I have had a lot of things to do in the past week or two. I will try to make this a longer one than usual.

~ DaAceOfGames


Stan crouched down low behind a vent on top of the roof. The enemy agent was just a few feet ahead of him now. The unfortunate man wouldn't know what hit him.

Gripping his knife tightly he swept out from behind the vent and charged at the agent. Stan jumped high onto the agents back and the both of them toppled to the floor. Stan acted quickly, throwing the mans gun away and holding the knife into his neck.

"Tell me the access codes for your CIA clearance and I will let you go." whispered Stan.

"Ok, the code for my bravo clearance is 234974637. Can I go now, please…" The man sobbed. "Please!"

Stan looked down on the man with sober eyes and with a jerk of his hand the man was dead.

Stan's POV

I hate it when I have to kill people like that.

I took the ID card and uniform from the man once I had dragged him into the vent. Better to get into where I am going unsuspected than just walk right in. What will Kayley think of the crime I just commited. In cold blood I just killed the man like it was nothing to me; she will understand. He would have just told the government anyway wouldn't he? Wouldn't he?

Damn it once this is over I am going straight to Hawaii for that holiday I promised myself all those years ago. But first I need to visit somebody.


3rd POV

Luke stumbled down the grey hallway, scratching at his shirt collar all the way. He reached the simple office room door at the end and quickly checked himself out. He pulled a hankie out of his pocket and wiped his brow of the sweat quickly forming on it due to the anticipation, fear and downright foreboding; building up in the pit of his stomach. Giving his fingers a quick flex, he shoved on a smile and opened the door.

"Ah, welcome Luke," said a gruff voice. "How is the plan playing out then my friend?"

"Well sir, targets Stevens, McCormick, Stotch, Tucker, Black, Testaburger," the man snorted as Luke read out that name "Brofloski, Pirrup, Valmer and Red."

"And the rest of the targets?" the gruff voiced man asked.

"Still in progress sir. One had decided to go into hiding."

"Any that one is?"

"Stan marsh sir."

"HAH!" The man laughed incredibly loud.

"Did that poor bastard kill his friend Kyle?"

Luke couldn't help smiling himself

"Yes sir, he also watched the Stevens bitch die!"

Both of the men were rolling on the floor laughing at Stan's epic failures at keeping friends. Once the laughter had finally died down the men continued talking.

"So, does your team have any idea where the Marsh boy is?"

"No sir, the entire team is on it right now, he is the biggest threat to our operation so far."

"Well find him fast and efficiently Luke."

Luke moved towards the door. "Yes. Mr Director…"


The New York prison never had any visitors from the CIA, nobody cared what the prison was doing as long as it kept by the regulations and kept the prisoners in. This was why Dorothy Perkins was really surprised when two CIA operatives came into the Prison that afternoon.

"Can I help you guys?" she said to the man and women at the desk.

"Yes ma'am in fact you can." Said the man of the two, flashing a CIA ID card. Dorothy looked closely at the card through her gold rimmed spectacles. The man was who he said he was.

"We would like to see the prisoner by the name of Sonia Crawford. She is being moved to a higher security jail. We will need all her confiscated items as well." Said the girl.

"Why is she being moved?"

"Let's just say some people want her out."

"Oh my!"

Dorothy gave the operatives the keys to the cells and went back to her normal routine of watching YouTube videos all day.

Once the CIA agents got into the cells they locked the cell door and threw of their coats and CIA uniforms. They were Kayley and Stan!

"Was she really that stupid?" Kayley giggled as she took of her jacket.

"They aren't paid minimum wage for nothing!" Stan said, joining in the laughter.

While Kayley was changing into her black leggings, Stan got a decent look at her panties. Stan blushed madly and swore to himself to look again. But in the mere seconds after he swore to himself he couldn't help himself but be tempted to look again. He had been so preoccupied with doing all this spy stuff that he hadn't taken the time to notice how beautiful she was until now. She had long smooth legs and an amazing face. Her long, silky, auburn curls really reminded him that she was Kyle's sister. He had killed her brother; something inside him told him she would never truly forgive him for that brutal act.

Once they had both changed they set of to the cell of Sonia.

"Who is this girl anyway?" asked Kayley

"She's a hacker I met a couple of years back. We were friends for a while and she helped me on an job."

"Were you more than friends?" Kayley asked, giggling as Stan's face went bright red.

"None of your business thank-you." Stan eventually replied

They rounded a corner and got to cell 65B; Sonia's cell.

"Sonia, it's me Stan. Me and a friend have come to bust you outta here."

"About god damn time too you bastard!" Sonia's voice was high but yet surprisingly not annoying.

Stan opened the door and threw in a bag full of Sonias belongings.

"Get changed then come out. Be quick about it too!"


The New York prison never had any visitors from the CIA, nobody cared what the prison was doing as long as it kept by the regulations and kept the prisoners in. This was why Dorothy Perkins was really surprised when two more CIA operatives came into the Prison that afternoon.

"Can I help you guys?" she said to the men at the desk. "Your friends have already gone in to move the prisoner."

Both men looked at each other then drew and cocked their weapons.


Sonia came out of the cell in black gloves, black pants, black high heels and a black and white striped poplin shirt. She had long black hair which came down to her shoulders. It was greasy but still she managed to pull of the look. Perched on top of her nose where a pair of black rimmed designer glasses. Kayley could see why Stan would take to her.

Stan beamed at her and they both embraced in a hug.

"It's good the see you Sonia." Said Stan

"I guess I owe you one, can we get out of here now, please?"

Stan was just about to agree when he his trained ears picked up the click of the lock just three corridors away from where they were standing.

"You guys get into that cell and don't come out unless I tell you to ok? Be ready to defend yourself"

Kayley was about to ask why but the look Stan gave her was a sign that she was to obey, or die.

Once both of the girls were safe inside the cell, Stan walked out to confront the attackers.

Stan rounded the corner and came face to face with the CIA agents.

"Get the fuck down! Hands above your head!" one of them shouted

Stan slowly put his hands above his head, his eyes closed, remembering all how Kyle and Wendy had fell to the ground, how the cheers of the crowd they were addressing had soon turned to screams. Bebe's head hitting the hard concrete. A bullet in the brain. Stan hated it when he had to do these things...


What is he gonna do what is he gonna do! Take your guesses in the review section please! Keep and open mind and remember that anything can happen in my stories!