The Protocol Unmasked (Valorant X Male Reader)

Chapter 4: Agents at the Ready

In the hallowed halls of the Protocol's headquarters, an abrupt shift in atmosphere was palpable. As if summoned by the very essence of urgency, Commander Brimstone emerged from the midst of his agents, an unmistakable gravitas in his every stride. The incursion of a potential Radiant threat had been detected, casting a shadow over the joviality of daytime.

Within the confines of the briefing room, agents who had been sharing laughter and stories mere moments ago now sat in rapt attention. Brimstone, a towering figure of authority, stood at the forefront. His voice, steady and commanding, broke the silence as he unveiled the ominous revelation—a potential threat, a whisper of the perilous unknown lurking in the shadows.

[The camera, its lenses now focused on this high-stakes briefing, immortalized the gravity of the moment as Brimstone outlined the mission objectives with meticulous precision. The agents, entrusted with the world's safety, absorbed his words, their faces a mosaic of unwavering resolve.]

Brimstone's voice carried the weight of authority as he addressed the assembled agents, the room tense with anticipation. His words were a call to action, igniting a spark of readiness in their eyes. "Team, we've got a possible Radiant incursion on our hands. It's time to brief and prepare. Let's get to it."

(Y/n), however, couldn't hide his excitement, his voice practically bubbling with enthusiasm, eager for the upcoming mission, "Finally! Some action."

Brimstone continued to lay out the details, the agents listened intently, their professionalism evident. "Here's what we know so far: suspicious energy readings in a nearby facility, located at Tokyo, potential Radiant activity. We can't afford to underestimate this. From the intel that we got, a group of unknown mercenaries is trying to steal the Kingdom Radianite on that facility. Our mission is to investigate, neutralize any threats, and secure the area."

Brimstone assigned roles, his tone remained resolute, outlining the mission's objectives with precision. "It is still unclear whether a Radiant was involved or not. But we can't take any chances. We'll divide into teams, each with a specific role. Viper, you're the team leader. Sova, gather intel. Sage, prepare for support. Phoenix and Jett, you guys will be our point man today."

[The agents nod in acknowledgment, already preparing for their respective tasks.]

(Y/n)'s confusion was evident in his voice, a momentary lapse in his otherwise vibrant demeanor. He flicks his finger to gain the Commander's attention. "Hey, old man. I think you forgot about me, here. What should I do?"

"I don't forget about you, (Y/n). You and Reyna will be our transport team. Since this is going to be your first field mission. I want you to act as backup. Monitor the situation in the Vulture from a safe distance and when I gave the order, you rushed in." Brim reply.

Reyna sigh, her voice carrying a sense of resignation and mild annoyance, as if she had been through similar discussions with (Y/n) before. "Great, another babysitting duty."

"Backup!? You're kidding, right? I should be the point man for this mission." (Y/n)'s surprise was palpable as he protested Brimstone's decision. His words held a touch of defiance, a young agent eager to prove himself in the field.

"My decision is final. If you want to protest, do it after the mission. The situation is too dire for us to argue here. Gear up and move on." Brimstone's response was unwavering, a reminder that his authority was not to be questioned lightly.

[The camera captures the tension and determination in the room as agents exchange quick glances and nods, ready for action.]

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In the armory, a palpable tension intermingled with determination as the agents meticulously selected their custom weaponry and gear for the imminent mission. Each choice, every piece of equipment, was a calculated decision, a lifeline that might make the difference between success and failure.