Gladiator In Black

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     I figured if I was to go to the safe deposit office ,I had to look like Mia. The brown hair and all.

     Agent Donovan was outside,in the getaway car,ready for me to come running either quietly or guns-a-blazing.
  Despite my protests,Arthur gave Donovan a mic that he could use to join in the conversation.

   Johanna had strongly requested for me not to shoot him myself as if she knew what was going on in my mind.

The ponytail (wig) swung at my back as I walked briskly towards the counter.
The guy there smiled at me, I take it he liked Mia during the time she was alive,this is going to be a problem.

   Arthur spoke then over the mics," the guy's name is Simeon and he can be easily knocked out" he added as an after comment.

"That should be a last minute option" Donovan butt in immediately.

Fortunately Simone didnt disturb me,seems like Mia didn't give him much time either. Good for me.

  He then brought out a flat screen that I was supposed to sign on. He ran the signature through the system and the computer beeped once,twice.

My heart rate picked up,I didn't die by a bomb and I'm not about to die of a heart attack.
    You know,if I want to die, I want my death to be a cool one. I want my epitaph to read "Here lies Fiona Glennane, died from jumping out of a raging volcano". Really cool.

"Let me rewrite that" I took the flat screen again and hoped to the god of cool deaths that I got it right.
The computer beeped once and I let out a sign of relief.

   He went over to a desk and took a key.
"I'll lead you to your deposit box".

We walked across the hallway and into a place with a set of offices that so much resembled a cage. We stopped at an open office like cage, he walked over to one of the drawers and brought out a box belonging to Mia. He then left me to the unraveling of the box.

In my excitement,I failed to notice that he had locked me in. I opened the box, It was a rectangular box suited to the length of the watch. The AIW was inside.
    Then I returned the box to its normal form and proceeded to leave only to discover that I had been locked in.

  "Hey,you"
He did not answer. I turned around in my frustration,I was not with any of my lock picking gadget.

  I turned back to the locked door only to be met with the tip of a gun. From the tip, you can judge a gun type...well I can. It was a Colt .45,seriously the bad guy gets the cool gun... Really?

   "Don't move" the guy holding the gun to my head said

"I don't really have a choice,my head looks nice on my neck don't you think?"

"Stop talking"

"Hey,if I'm going to die...I'm not cos I'm not going to die by a gun nooooo.. But if I'm going to die, I'm going to die talking"

I was trying to stall,where the hell was Donovan .

"Stalling for your boyfriend parked outside,he can't hear you"

Oookay,it'll be nice if I shut up now

"From the outfit I'm guessing GIB? I was there once upon a time."

I think i deserved to talk now right,so I did

"Whaaaaat?"

"Ask Joanna for Agent Tiger,hand over the box now!"

"Wait,hold up,you're confused. What's the purpose of the stop moving instruction you gave?"

He pressed the gun against my head.

"You could have just talked,you know,like human beings do"

He pressed it again. I handed over the box,he withdrew his gun and walked away facing me.
I dared not make a move, if he was truly a GIB agent he could shoot me,and I think we've all agreed I can't die by gunshot.

As soon as he left,I tried the door and it opened instantly. I ran after him immediately.

I saw him dash over to the roof,I went after him

"Fi...Agent Fi you there?" Donovan asked groaning

"Come to the roof"

He tried sliding down and I attempted to grab him only to get shot by a Colt. 45.

I fell and felt warm blood seeping through my clothes.
Donovan got to me and was shouting for me to stay awake.

"The watch..." I started

"We'll get it later"

I lifted the sleeve of my coat,the AIW was there. While I opened the box earlier,I picked it up and wore it on my wrist allowing the sleeve of the coat I was wearing to cover it.

So he only had the box. But that gunshot hurt as hell. I am not going to die by a gunshot.

Donovan tried to bandage it with strips of his torn shirt.

He lifted me to the car and strapped me in all the while barking orders through his comms.

"Hey Donovan,"
He looked at me
"You were supposed to be the one to get shot"

"Shut up"

The ride continued in silence and as I slipped out of consciousness, one thing dawned on me

"Donovan?"
"Yeah"

"This top was new"

I blacked out.

A/N there you have it
I felt inspired sooo
I decided to post this

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