The wind whistled past his ear as Bruh ran through the forest of Woodland Grove. Following him were an army of about 50 robotic humans with machine guns. Bruh had a metal doorknob and a dagger. Bruh liked to call these electronic mutants as Romans, since they were part human and robotic. Winded, he came to an abrupt stop in front of the electric fence surrounding the grove. Even professional runners had to run out of breath sometime. Bruh wiped the sweat from his forehead and then quicly threw his doorknob fifty feet in front of his incoming enemies. He aimed the knife for a second and then let it go, zooming towards the fence. It bounced back as quick as it had been thrown hitting the doorknb on the ground, just as the Romans approached. In a matter of seconds, high tech rubble lay on the floor buzzing with a faint hum. A regular days work.
Bruh flipped open the cap on his watch as a hologramic Elselvia Bord came on. Elselvia was the HR manager and was responsible on checking on people during missions, hiring new recruits to teir ten, firing recruits, and leaving nail clippings on the floor. Personally, Bruh considered her as the most annoying staff member. Elselvia looked at Bruh, slunk down in her seat even more and pressed a buzzing button. The screen then went blank. In three seconds all the bird screeches were overpowered by a deafening sonic boom. From that boom appeared a cubicle of glass and plastic with two gold wings attached. A lame 3.4 billion dollar plane for a level 15 class agent. Bruh opened the doors of the cube and then randomly punched in the quadrants to Sector 3, his home. Another three seconds later the plane reached the landing pad of Bruh's house. Bruh got off the plane and headed toward his house, the Ruling Building of the Space Nation.
