Thirty-Five

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Agent Derek Travis. FBI SWAT and Scathe informant.

!!All rights belong to the model and/or photographers. The image portrayed does not reflect the person in the novel, (the model looks like a very nice guy, super handsome too :D) he's only there for visual purposes for the featured character. So with that said... leh-go!!


(Derek)

I'm in. I'm in the favored agent Richard Grayson's home, preparing to play a poker game. Huh... all I need now is to get his besties here for some real fun! The head of Scathe is only interested in one, out of the three, and he is what I'm here to deliver.

The leader wants him!

And when I offer him, I can be rid of this never-ending sandbox that is the FBI. I am so much more than just a sharpshooter, I'm more than just a meager solider for the law. I like the structure of Scathe.

I like the organization of this fraction more than the knuckle-headed blind mice that is FBI. One idiot leading a swarm of other idiots is just too much for me to muster, so with all I have in me, I will prove myself worthy! Slade demanded 'him', and when I hand him over... just like Kori Star and her brat, then I will move in the ranks of Scathe faster than the lot of actual killers in the regime!

'Maybe I could even move further than the Beast!' The notorious Beast that everyone fears, even Ivy, my mentor. I hear that the Beast is just a female! A female... a freaking girl! What can a woman do for me other than suck my di..."

"Hey Derek, did you bring the poker chips?" Garth asked me as Mal, Jericho, and Bruce entered.

'Huh... supervisor Bruce Wayne!'

You don't even know how much you are even involved in Scathe by association, but I do! I know all about your dead sister's bastard son... Damien! And what Richard doesn't know is his favorite supervisor is one of the many reasons that his wife and daughter will NOT be coming home tonight to fuss about the dirty family room, nor making it to the first day of school!

"Well this looks like it going to be fun! Thanks for inviting me Richard." Bruce said to the very confused Ric. But just like the little bitch he is, he just smiled and went along with it.

"Hey where are the shot glasses?" Mal asked and Ric just looked like a deer caught in the headlights. This is the most entertainment I've encountered in a while. Goody-two-shoes Grayson is overwhelmed with the game that I organized. Now where are the other two bumbling idiots?

"I hope you all cleaned out your bank accounts because I came here to claim it all!" I announced as everyone started to sit at the table, ready to start the game. Ric took a beer and sat across from me. How is this goof the favored agent by Bruce? He's a complete moron! He has no idea that he's in the presence of greatness, and that greatness is Scathe!

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Sorry for the short chap, but I wanted to introduce the Scathe informant, FBI Agent Derek Travis.

Huh... never trust a guy with two first names! LOL

Calm down... that comment was just a joke! There's nothing wrong with it AT ALL!! Xoxoxo you!

(Edited 2021)

I will update in a couple days. Later's!


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