DEATH IS INEVITABLE. No one can defy it, even medical experts could not do something about it. Death is a natural occurrence that can happen to someone, no one can escape it - whether you want it or not - that will be the end of us; buried six feet off the ground. The loud explosion resonated on the speaker of Alexis' computer. The computer's screen turned into grayscale with a random pixelated dot pattern and a static white noise sound - indicating that their transmission signal went out. Hyun Ah couldn't keep her calm and slammed the table harshly as she stood up, staring at the electronic's screen. "Goddamn it!" She exclaimed, frustrated with what just had happened. The recruits were horrified, they got their mouth covered with their hands, while some lowered their gazes as the ambiance began to be grievous. Athena clenched her jaw while leaning her back on the chair. She did not even bother to say a word but she was exhaling sharply as if s
THE SOFT CHIRPING sounds of the bird greeted the hearing of the being. She gradually opens her eyes, adjusting to the light that has been touching her vision. Dazzled due to the light that the sun is giving, she raised her arms to block it. Confuse as she was, she looked around her. Brows furrowed as she slowly recognized where she was. Just what had happened? She asked herself. The beeping sound of the cardiac monitor is echoing on top of the chirping sound of the birds coming from the outside, while the soft buzzing sound of the split-type air-conditioner gives her sense of hearing quite a tingling sensation. "Good God! You're finally awake!" A voice from the footboard said, clasping her hands. Venus glanced in the voice's direction and there, she found Alexis standing wearing a worried look on her face. "How... How long am I passed out?" Venus' voice cracked the moment she opens her mouth to speak. Just how long has she passed since that day? It feels lik
LOW AND BEHOLD, the smirk on the lips of this being never vanished. Eavesdropping was never a kind of hard work, as well as reporting it to the higher-ups. But what makes the being smirk like this is that they caught the traitors-in-action - which of course, they already take precautions. "We have to make a move as soon as possible before it gets too late," said this being who's leaning against the wall with a cup of steaming freshly brewed black coffee in their left hand. The person on the other line laughs like a madcap. "We'll never get too late, dear. We'll never get too late." "They wanted to start a new battle between us, we need to be prepared. I'm hella sure they're going to attack us one of these days." Looking at the CCTV screen in front of her, the being scoffs as she saw these familiar figures leave the zone. The superior leans forward and reach out for the queen chess piece. "Then, let them make the first move." After saying those
THE WIND touches the being's skin softly, calming her chaotic emotion. She was standing there for a couple of minutes or so, yet, someone she needed to meet was still not around. Looking at her wristwatch and puffing a cigarette before throwing it in a cigarette trash bin near her. Waiting for someone... What's new to this? The being's already used to waiting for someone, and she's already used to being ignored if she's not needed. This isn't new to her. Perhaps, she was so used to it that she did not mind it anymore. Heaving a deep sigh, she blew out the cigarette's smoke. "What's taking you so long?" She asked herself, reaching for her phone inside her jeans pocket. About to dial a familiar phone number, she was interrupted by a presence behind her back. As her normal instinct, she immediately turned around and was about to throw a punch. "Blanche?" She utters. The Captain rubs her nape and smiles. "Sorry, I had run a bit late. How long have
THE MORNING SUN had risen, and the soft beaming light of dawn spilled into the room. The peaceful chirping of birds outside the window provided a calming melody, making the General feel at ease. He savored the aroma of his freshly brewed coffee that wafted around him - ah! The perfect complement to the cozy atmosphere of the General's office. With precision and care, the General carefully fixed his necktie and donned his tuxedo. He was about to meet with the Light Infantry's Colonel, and the sooner they could discuss the upcoming changes - will be better. Time was of the essence, and the General was determined not to waste any single second of his time. Before it gets too late, he needed to lay out his plan. As he strode towards his desk, the General sat down on his executive chair, feeling the weight of his responsibilities settling on his shoulders. He picked up a cup of coffee, savoring the warm liquid as it danced across his taste buds. Leaning his back
THE CLINKING SOUND of the glass as the spoon gently hits the cup makes a short ringing sound. Blanche's making her usual black coffee, after stirring it, she placed the teaspoon on the side of the saucer. Walking with her cup of coffee in her left hand, she went to the mini coffee bar table inside the mansion, took a seat, and sniffs her steaming hot coffee. It was her usual habit, whenever she perform any task, accomplished or not, she drinks a steaming hot coffee as it brings her sensual sanity. The room was filled with silence, yet, she doesn't feel paranoid at all. She owned this place and she choose to stay here whenever she had a difficult mission. No one knows this place, but of course, with the exception of her wife. Come to think of it, Blanche has been through a lot of missions these past few weeks and it hasn't been that long since Venus came back to life. Just how long has she been doing this? So long that she could barely keep tabs on it. Bla
THE CONNECTION BETWEEN Russo-British has been strained for many years and can be traced back to a vast array of history from geopolitical, military, and ideological distinctions. If things didn't go as what they have planned, they'd be lucky to be a lump of dead meat in these coordinates. What's worst is the enemy can capture them and bring them to some sort of a wasteland wherein the location is isolated - no one can ever find them - and slit their stomach open. Leaning her back on the leather car seat sideways, Blanche chuckled as she crosses her arms on her chest. She can't stop thinking of being killed by these Russian syndicates. Who could blame her though? Most of these things happen in life - especially if they messed up with the Russian operatives. This ain't the first time that they have been assigned to this type of mission. They're already used to this, however, for this time being, it is different. "What's the word again, Alexis?" Blanche mimed
THE FLASHING OF BLUE AND RED LIGHTS raced towards Blanche's team as they headed in the direction of the City's Center, nearly blinding the team as the vehicles screamed past them. Their second option is to turn right up the road where Alexis and the Captain waited in their Jeep Wrangler. Blanche's ammo was in her right hand, rammed into their target's neck, while Alexis is using her left hand, shooting out the opponent's vehicle as well as the police cars. Occupied with her task, Alexis had no other way but to shift the car's gear using her right hand and hold the wheel in position with her knees. "Fuck it up!" Alexis exclaimed as she reeved the steering wheel and shifted gear again. They changed their plan, the team split up into two, Hyun Ah was with the recruits while both the Captain and Alexis is with their target. They needed to change their plan in order to divert the authorities' attention. Dividing it will lessen the time they will be dealing with them. Their ta