Post by pathless on Mar 20, 2009 8:32:28 GMT -5
Chapter 1
Allen yawned as he walked through the revolving doors to the front desk. He showed Katie, the receptionist, his ID, and she nodded as he walked over to the elevator. He pressed the elevator button and waited for it to reach the floor he was on. When the door opened he stepped into the over-sized air-conditioned box. After the door closed he pressed the call button four times, followed by pressing the 5,7,6,2,9,15, and 12 buttons.
The elevator stopped and a compartment hidden on the floor of the elevator opened. It contained a palm pilot, one 1st class ticket to Okinawa Japan, and a 9mm semi-automatic handgun with extra ammo and tranquilizers. Allen put everything is his briefcase except for the palm pilot. He turned on the device and a video started; showing a silhouette on the screen. Allen focused intensely on it as it started speaking.
“Agent 145, it is widely known within our organization that you are the best of the best, but that is only one of the reasons I chose you for this mission.” A picture of a male appeared on screen. He had shoulder length black hair and honey brow eyes. “This is your target. CEO of the Takeshima finance corporation, Takeshima Akito.” Allen’s face held a look of amazement when he heard the kid on the screen was the CEO of the Takeshima Corporation. “Our sources have told us that the yakuza have kidnapped the CEO and are holding him ransom for 5.3 billion us dollars. Agent 145, it is your job to secure his safety by any means necessary. The targets information will be sent to your laptop. Agent 145… good luck.”
Allen nodded to the screen and almost pocketed the palm pilot before he heard a computerized voice. “This device will self-destruct in 5…4…3” his eyes widened “Shit!” he threw the hand held device into the opposite corner of the elevator. “…1…0.” He prepared himself for the blow but nothing happened. He heard the silhouette speak once more “ Ha Ha. Just joking agent. You honestly need to relax. Once again, good luck.” Allen walked over to the palm pilot and kicked it furiously. He pressed the call button twice and the elevator started moving once more towards the top floor. The doors opened and he walked down a small corridor. He came across a wall at which appeared to be a dead end. He ran his hand along the center of the wall and a screen appeared on the flat surface. “Please state your name and password.”
“Allen S. Coolidge… 244fg7op.”
“Now please state your personal password for voice recognition system”
“Tacos rule!”
“Voice recognition confirmed. Welcome back agent 145.”The wall lifted silently, and he walked towards a security system.
“Please remove all weapons from your personnel.”
Allen sighed, a little annoyed at this. He reached into his pocket, pulling out two throwing knives. He unbuttoned his trench coat, revealing three loosely placed belts hanging over his torso, lined with different types of ammunition. After removing the belts, he took to removing the huge assortment of kunai and pistols from the lining of the coat. Finally he reached into his pants and pulled out a pint-sized pistol.
He sighed with annoyance once more, strolling through the security system. He stopped as it went off. He looked back at it, raising an eyebrow.
“Please remove all weapons from your personnel.”
‘But didn’t I…’ He thought for a second.
“Oh! Yeah, whoops, forgot Mozart.”
He shed his shirt unhurriedly, showing off several thick straps. He undid them, reaching over his head and pulling an AK47 off his back.
“Sorry, boy.”
He placed it on the designated table before putting his shirt back on and walking through the system again. It gave a light Beep.
“Thank you, agent 145.”
He looked back at his weapons longingly; he threw the coat over his shoulder and walked through a small corridor. Allen waved at a few fellow assassins in their tiny cubicles as he walked over to his large office. He tossed his coat over a chair and sat down wearily.
Allen sighed ‘I have a bad feeling about this mission. Judging by the looks of that kid I may have a hard time protecting him.’ he reached for his laptop on his desk and turned it on. He entered his password and clicked on Akito's file.
.......................................
Name: Akito Takeshima
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Occupation: CEO of Takeshima finace Corp.
Height: 5' 7''
Weight: 135 lb
........................................
Allen didn't really care for much for the rest of the info so he minimized the page and opened up some pictures of the young CEO. He stared at the picture for a while memorizing the features of the younger man.
"...cute..." Allen whispered quietly
"what's cute?" Allen didn't have to look up to tell who it was "Nothing, so how are you Taka-san" the elder smiled then responded "I'm fine. have you seen Culton?" Allen raised an eyebrow. "Cul... Oh! You mean Boss. He should be in his office ,if not he'll be in the GS-room, when you see him tell him that he's an old bastard and i'll get him back soon for me." Taka-san chuckled and turned towards the door "I'll be sure to relay the message, i was going to speak to you about your next mission but i don't think now's the right time; you were so focused on akito-kun i thought the laptop might explode." allen blushed slightly "Ha ha very funny, you can leave now, i swear you and that old fart are one in the same." Taka-san chuckled once more and opened the door. "He's a bit of a hand full so make sure your prepared for this one." Taka-san left with a wave of his hand and closed the door.
Allen sat back in his chair and ran his hands through his hair. He then scanned the mission file once more gathering the info he needed on the yakuza and Akito. 'This is going to be one hell of a job' Allen closed his laptop and left his office silently.
Allen yawned as he walked through the revolving doors to the front desk. He showed Katie, the receptionist, his ID, and she nodded as he walked over to the elevator. He pressed the elevator button and waited for it to reach the floor he was on. When the door opened he stepped into the over-sized air-conditioned box. After the door closed he pressed the call button four times, followed by pressing the 5,7,6,2,9,15, and 12 buttons.
The elevator stopped and a compartment hidden on the floor of the elevator opened. It contained a palm pilot, one 1st class ticket to Okinawa Japan, and a 9mm semi-automatic handgun with extra ammo and tranquilizers. Allen put everything is his briefcase except for the palm pilot. He turned on the device and a video started; showing a silhouette on the screen. Allen focused intensely on it as it started speaking.
“Agent 145, it is widely known within our organization that you are the best of the best, but that is only one of the reasons I chose you for this mission.” A picture of a male appeared on screen. He had shoulder length black hair and honey brow eyes. “This is your target. CEO of the Takeshima finance corporation, Takeshima Akito.” Allen’s face held a look of amazement when he heard the kid on the screen was the CEO of the Takeshima Corporation. “Our sources have told us that the yakuza have kidnapped the CEO and are holding him ransom for 5.3 billion us dollars. Agent 145, it is your job to secure his safety by any means necessary. The targets information will be sent to your laptop. Agent 145… good luck.”
Allen nodded to the screen and almost pocketed the palm pilot before he heard a computerized voice. “This device will self-destruct in 5…4…3” his eyes widened “Shit!” he threw the hand held device into the opposite corner of the elevator. “…1…0.” He prepared himself for the blow but nothing happened. He heard the silhouette speak once more “ Ha Ha. Just joking agent. You honestly need to relax. Once again, good luck.” Allen walked over to the palm pilot and kicked it furiously. He pressed the call button twice and the elevator started moving once more towards the top floor. The doors opened and he walked down a small corridor. He came across a wall at which appeared to be a dead end. He ran his hand along the center of the wall and a screen appeared on the flat surface. “Please state your name and password.”
“Allen S. Coolidge… 244fg7op.”
“Now please state your personal password for voice recognition system”
“Tacos rule!”
“Voice recognition confirmed. Welcome back agent 145.”The wall lifted silently, and he walked towards a security system.
“Please remove all weapons from your personnel.”
Allen sighed, a little annoyed at this. He reached into his pocket, pulling out two throwing knives. He unbuttoned his trench coat, revealing three loosely placed belts hanging over his torso, lined with different types of ammunition. After removing the belts, he took to removing the huge assortment of kunai and pistols from the lining of the coat. Finally he reached into his pants and pulled out a pint-sized pistol.
He sighed with annoyance once more, strolling through the security system. He stopped as it went off. He looked back at it, raising an eyebrow.
“Please remove all weapons from your personnel.”
‘But didn’t I…’ He thought for a second.
“Oh! Yeah, whoops, forgot Mozart.”
He shed his shirt unhurriedly, showing off several thick straps. He undid them, reaching over his head and pulling an AK47 off his back.
“Sorry, boy.”
He placed it on the designated table before putting his shirt back on and walking through the system again. It gave a light Beep.
“Thank you, agent 145.”
He looked back at his weapons longingly; he threw the coat over his shoulder and walked through a small corridor. Allen waved at a few fellow assassins in their tiny cubicles as he walked over to his large office. He tossed his coat over a chair and sat down wearily.
Allen sighed ‘I have a bad feeling about this mission. Judging by the looks of that kid I may have a hard time protecting him.’ he reached for his laptop on his desk and turned it on. He entered his password and clicked on Akito's file.
.......................................
Name: Akito Takeshima
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Occupation: CEO of Takeshima finace Corp.
Height: 5' 7''
Weight: 135 lb
........................................
Allen didn't really care for much for the rest of the info so he minimized the page and opened up some pictures of the young CEO. He stared at the picture for a while memorizing the features of the younger man.
"...cute..." Allen whispered quietly
"what's cute?" Allen didn't have to look up to tell who it was "Nothing, so how are you Taka-san" the elder smiled then responded "I'm fine. have you seen Culton?" Allen raised an eyebrow. "Cul... Oh! You mean Boss. He should be in his office ,if not he'll be in the GS-room, when you see him tell him that he's an old bastard and i'll get him back soon for me." Taka-san chuckled and turned towards the door "I'll be sure to relay the message, i was going to speak to you about your next mission but i don't think now's the right time; you were so focused on akito-kun i thought the laptop might explode." allen blushed slightly "Ha ha very funny, you can leave now, i swear you and that old fart are one in the same." Taka-san chuckled once more and opened the door. "He's a bit of a hand full so make sure your prepared for this one." Taka-san left with a wave of his hand and closed the door.
Allen sat back in his chair and ran his hands through his hair. He then scanned the mission file once more gathering the info he needed on the yakuza and Akito. 'This is going to be one hell of a job' Allen closed his laptop and left his office silently.