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“Target in sight, you may fire whenever ready. I repeat fire when ready, over,” A male’s voice spoke.
“Copy that, over,” The gun was cocked and aimed, I looked through the scope. Then I took a deep breath. Everything was perfect and silent.
And then I pulled the trigger. A perfect shot.
“Confirmed, target down,” Another male voice spoke, “Alright, let’s get out of here.”
I am Agent Stone. Stone is all I go by. It is all I care to have. My job is working as an assassin for the US government. In all the years I’ve worked here, I have never missed a target. My abilities have far surpassed all those I’ve come across.
Back at basecamp, I cleaned up and headed back to my room. As I walked, I overheard my fellow comrades.
“Yeah, he sounds like a total nutjob,” A male spoke.
“Did you hear what he did a couple months ago?” A woman spoke, “He ended up hacking into every single government site in the country.”
“What? No way, they would’ve arrested him!” Another man spoke.
“That’s what I said, but it turns out he’s so powerful the government is trying to keep him on their side,” The woman spoke.
Strange, what was it all about? Before I had a chance to go and learn more, everyone began gathering outside. I followed and what I saw was strange.
A giant 18-wheeler truck came up and parked itself right in our base. It was definitely not government-issued, it had no government tags or anything. After it had parked, a door opened and stairs pulled out from the truck. A man then walked out. He went to our commanding officer.
This man wore all black. He had fairly light skin and a mustache. I had no idea who he was or why he was here, but maybe he was the one everyone was talking about?
Before I could think upon that, my suspicions were confirmed.
“I’M IN CHARGE!” The man yelled.
Our general wasn’t taking that too kindly, but the man never backed down. Who does such a thing? Although, watching him argue like that did get a smile out of me. It felt good to see the general be put in his place. Eventually, the general had enough and walked off, he went to us and began to speak,
“The man you see here is going on the next mission with you all, the case is very sensitive and so the higher-ups decided to bring in a special weapon,” The general turned to the man, who was smirking at him, “This is Doctor Robotnik. More details on his importance is to come. Now, all of you get some sleep, tomorrow morning we head out.”
After that, everyone went back to whatever they were doing. I stayed, however. In all honesty, it was only me who truly was part of the mission. Everyone else was there just because they had to be.
“General,” I spoke, walking towards him.
He nodded, “Ah, Stone, there you are, we were just about to discuss tomorrow’s objectives.”
Just then the other man, this ‘Doctor Robotnik,’ looked me over and spoke, “Clean cut uniform, freshly shaven face, bags under eyes,” He eyed me, “Agent Stone, you need to get more sleep.”
That irked me, “What?” I growled.
By now the general sighed.
The Doctor smirked at me, “If you are going to be aiding me in this upcoming mission it is in the best interest for you to get as much sleep as possible. Your eyes are required to keep a steady focus for scanning and locating the target.”
I balled my hands into fists, “It is none of your concern with my sleep schedule, ‘Doctor’.”
The general then spoke, “Stop it, both of you, we need you both to be ready tomorrow, and that’s it. Doctor Robotnik is aiding us with the search for the target. It’s your job, Stone, to take him out once the Doctor locates him. Is that clear?”
No matter if I hated the Doctor, I still had to accept orders. “Yes sir,” I spoke.
The Doctor rolled his eyes, but he did nod his head.
We spent some more time discussing the location and the operation. That night I didn’t sleep at all. In fact, I rarely slept, to begin with. Every time I closed my eyes, I could see flashes of my past. My job was my only escape from the pain I felt in my life. I was serving my country and that’s all I cared about.
Now that doctor? He was annoying, to say the least. But the quicker the mission goes, the earlier he gets to leave. And good riddance. I never want to see his stupid face ever again.