Robin in the rain,
What a saucy fellow.
Robin in the rain,
Mind your socks of yellow.
-"Robin In The Rain" Raffi
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Robin glanced over at the ticking clock on the wall. They were late. Of course they were, she shouldn't have expected any different, really. Not from a bunch of old men like them. But she must remain patient and political with them, they were after all, very important people. It wasn't the first time she had met them. She had met all except one on some occasion or another but never altogether like this.
It had been five years since she had incited the video scandal and she had gotten off with a commendation rather than time in prison or worse. No one suspected a thing. It was, however, unfortunate that officer Flam had not gone to the media to claim responsibility for the video, that might have saved him, at least for a while. As it was, he had been taken quietly into custody and disposed of accordingly. He was dead now. That's what happens when you are good and honest, the world isn't fair and only those who lack heart can survive in an environment such as this one. Robin lacked heart, she sometimes doubted that she even had a physical heart, although she could still sometimes feel it beating in her chest. She did not feel bad for causing the death of an innocent person, it had not been the first time and it would not be the last if she continued as she planned.
These men she was going to see would get her where she needed to go. She had been doing their dirty work for a long time but had only started working directly under them four and a half years ago. She was a spy, she fixed leaks and she righted things that were wrong. She was not yet totally trusted but no one truly was in this line of work. However, she would become a very loyal soldier in time, if she played her cards right.
She enjoyed her job well enough but she hated these men she worked for. They were very... traditional in their ways and she had to do above and beyond to qualify for her current job. They would never let her in on all of their secrets, she knew, no one would ever know the whole truth but them. Right now she was just gathering information, preparing to unleash the storm upon them as soon as she had the chance. The sooner the better.
But what then? What could she do after she released all of that information? She would either be killed or hunted down, that was no way to live. She had nothing to fall back on, her job was her life. She had no family or fiends who could help her. She did not know what it was like to feel attached to someone. People were disposable, everyone could be replaced.
Her mind wandered back to the scandal five years ago. She had stopped caring about what had happened to those people she had dealt with. Their heavy surveillance had been terminated years ago after the memories had been wiped.
She had been able to grant one kindness, or curse depending on how you looked at it. She had confused the orders given so that the blond's memories would not be erased. It wouldn't matter either way, no one would ever believe him. She doubted he even believed himself after all his secessions with the devious doctor Law. The man worked wonders in the field although he would much rather be back at his old job of cutting people like blondie open. Although, he was also very good at his new job of handling and analyzing samples, whatever those samples may be of.
The conference room door swung open as five rather old men walked in, serious looks on all of their worn faces.
"Ah, Mrs. Nico," one man said, his eyes glancing up her body before meeting her eyes. Very traditional they were.
"You called for me?" she asked with a smile.
"Yes, a very important even is upon us and we will be leaving this position for a time," the man said very carefully.
She knew better than to ask what event that was, they would never tell, she would have to find out for herself. "And why am I here?" she asked politely.
"You are here to take control for a time."
Robin struggled to keep her face blank. This wasn't right, they should be choosing some higher in the chain of command than her. She had to put in far to much effort to get this job, why would they give her this one so easily? They were up to something. "Why am I being put in charge when you could pick someone who is my superior?"
The man grinned, "Those spiders aren't quite as good at what they do as you are. We are confident that you are the perfect choice for this. Do you accept?"
"Do I get do ask what I will be doing in this new position?"
"You do not, either accept or decline and we will find someone to replace you."
Robin sighed internally, of course. "Very well, I accept."
"Excellent," the man said, he took her by the arm and led her into a back office, leaving the others behind. He stopped behind a locked series of filing cabinets. "These are highly classified documents you will be needing to do our job."
"How long will I be doing this job?" she asked.
"That is yet to be determined, but we are confident that you can handle it," he smiled like a hyena; malignant and deadly. Robin allowed herself a small smile in return.
The man left her in the room to read through the documents and she was to start as soon as she had them all read. That took a shockingly short amount of time because they were all so interesting. So many, many secrets.
Robin decided that she would do her job well for a year than then she would let everything spill out, or she would wait until they tried to get her out again. She was very aware that the man who had previously had this job had left mysteriously with the others and she knew that this couldn't be good but she didn't see anything dangerous in the files so maybe it was unrelated to the job, however unlikely that seemed.
This was her thought process until a week later when a sudden epidemic broke out among not just the people of the United States but all around the world. They would become sick and then they would die. The disease would spread from one person to another and doctors all over had no idea how this pathogen worked let alone how to stop it.
Sensing something was wrong Robin did some heavy digging and found that there was an operation Honeycomb they had been conveniently left out of her documents. It detailed a plan to release a deadly virus by the spread of bees. The symptoms were: violent coughing leading to bleeding, peeling skin, high fever, and death by three days.
That was when Robin decided, fuck it, and released a butt ton of classified documents. She didn't care when they came to arrest her, she had caused a panic but that wouldn't matter for long, they were all doomed anyway. At least now they knew what was going on. When earth was for the most part rid of it's sentient life forms the invasion would take place, killing those who were immune to the virus.
Even as she was lead away Robin smiled, she had accomplished her mission and victory was sweet in contrast to the bloody taste in her mouth; her skin was already starting to peel. Human kind was coming to an end and at this point nothing really mattered anymore.
The End.
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A/N: I love writing Robin, she's so calculating and political. I guess this was kind of an epilogue, oh well.
Sorry, Franky, treason is punishable by death : /
It's been a pleasure writing for all of you : ) this story is sort of, kind of, vaguely based on like every alien abduction story ever with heavy influence by the X-Files. Best show ever, until the later seasons. This was written between the months of January and February of 2015. My goal was 100k words and I met my goal.
To me of the future: I hope you keep up with the updates. I also how that things work out, I don't know how you're feeling right now but I'm feeling nervous and panicky.
To past me: Sorta dropped the ball on updates in the last month but we did pretty good. Poor soul, you know nothing of anxiety but we're still here so that's something :-)
The truth is out there
Live long and prosper.
