Cold War: Aftermath

Chapter 16: Innocent Troubles

March 29, 1981
Ural Mountains
Perseus Base

"You two will be going on assignment back to Moscow. There has been an uprising within the Soviet Union, those who oppose everything we as an organization stand for. Once you reach base you will have two hours before you leave out. The rest of the details are in here." Perseus handed out a file in their direction. Anthony managed to get his hands on it before Stitch. As Perseus spoke Anthony saw Stitch giving a quick glance over in his direction. He matched stitch's expression of superiority. "I will remain here for the time being. Deal with them however you see fit comrades."

"In their final moments we'll see which among them are cowards and which are not." He said walking away to board the helicopter. Stitch followed as Perseus smiled.

The file gave many more details about where they were going. "A small band of rebels. I say small but their message has spread and has been growing. A recent encrypted message revealed that they are going to be receiving a supply transport. Of course it's an airstrip they decide to use. Keep those who lead the movement alive, we're killing the rest." He explained, closing the file.

"Let me see." Stitch said, seeming agitated as he snatched it from his hands.

After getting off the helicopter, they returned to the plane he and Perseus had originally arrived on.

"I'm assuming you and I never got along previously, have we?"

"That's one thing we can agree on." Stitch spat.

"If I knew Perseus wouldn't have me killed immediately, you would be dead where you stand Petrov." He said fiercely. "You killed Adler. His death was supposed to be by my hand! Not yours!"

"Don't be mad at me because I did something you were too late to accomplish! That's your failure, not mine." He said firmly, standing up in a defensive position.

"You haven't changed much at all. And Perseus tells me they made you into an entirely different person. They didn't do a good enough job on you Petrov." He said in disgust. "What did they call you again?" He could see his partner begin to form a sly smile under his mask. "Bell."

It made him tick. He left Stitch with a swift left hook before sitting back down in one of the leather seats on the plane. "I at least keep my rank and eye upon returning."

Stitch sneered in response towards his annoying partner. After sitting in silence for a bit his curiosity began to get the best of him again.

"How long have I known you?" He asked looking ahead to where Stitch was sitting.

He sighed not really wanting to talk. "One of your earliest ops if not the first was along my side. How Perseus let a child into the field I will never understand."

It began to come back to him. "An airport?"

"Yes, our task was to eliminate three CIA spies and their intel source."

"We eliminated them just before they left." Anthony said, recalling.

"Yes, and in doing so if you weren't Perseus prized possession then, you certainly were after that mission."

"Why do you say that?"

Stitch scoffed. "I'll let you remember that on your own."

Perhaps it would be something he would have to look back into later.

1965

"Quick and quiet sister." Anthony said as they went down the stairs.

"Where is Kirk?" She asked.