I stood on the platform between the two tracks, waiting for my train, holding a large duffel bag in one hand, a purse rested over the other shoulder, I tapped one of my feet as I waited, then I heard a horn from deep within the tunnel, my train was coming, and before I got to do a thing, it arrived, the doors opened and I stepped in, I found a seat and placed my duffel bag in front of me, then I pulled out my phone and opened the messages app, a message waiting for me saying; "Hey, did you make it to the train?" I replied with a simple "Yep." and waited for a response, I put my phone in my pocket but I'm startled by a tall, yet lanky man with a profound ginger beard and several pimples standing in front of me, hands planted beside my legs, I look up at him with a frustrated look, and shoved my hands into his chest, pushing the skinny man away "Creep." I snarl at him and he embarrassedly walks to the other side of the train. I myself was maybe 5,6 with short brown hair and quite a large chest, brown eyes, and wore a crop top, a black skirt, and black socks with two white stripes on the top, my overall proportions made me look like an anime girl. I get a buzz in my pocket and read the message that was sent; "Good, has anyone found out?" I look around then reply "No" and put my phone away, that's when I see a tall figure enter the train from the corner of my eye, I look over to see a face I never thought I'd see, one of my good friends, Kirk. He's a commando from a distant faction of the organization I work for, one across the ocean, somewhere in England, while my base is in Quebec. We both worked for an international organization of superhuman commandos, think of it like Captain America. I wave to him, arm sticking up as high as possible, he turned to see me and walked over to me, hand in his oversized red hoodie's pocket. He was 6'2" with short brown hair and a few days of stubble. He'd be handsome if not for the hatch work of scars down his left cheek, under hazel eyes. He was more on the lean side and didn't appear to be as strong as he was, It also didn't help he was wearing a hoodie twice his size. We fist bump, as our greeting as he sat next to me, some distance away to not make it look like we're in any sort of relationship, we're not, just good friends. "What's the mission this time, Noell?" I look around before whispering back "Mrs. Brown told us there's a gang running a small shop inside of a megamall some distance away, we're spying, then infiltrating" Kirk looked surprised "That's weird, that's our task too."
"Huh, why would we need to group up for a simple small gang? How many factions are joining the infiltration?"
"Well, Jaguar, Cobra, and Snake seem to be heading in the same direction, we might be going for a full-out invasion." He said back
"Five out of the Fifteen factions? Why so many?"
"Something's fishy."
"You're telling me."
I was a part of the Wasp faction, Kirk was a part of the Viper faction, located across the Atlantic Ocean from each other, connected only by an underground transport system accessible from our Headquarters with special authorization.
"This is unusual, 5 factions have never gone for one target, this has to be bigger than it seems, right?" I said
"I'd assume so." Kirk responded
After a moment of silence, Kirk spoke up "Wait, shit." Kirk said in a mutter
"What?"
"We're going the wrong way."
"WHAT?!" I yell
"Don't worry, I know how to get there quickly, follow me."
The passengers on the train look in curiosity as Kirk stands on my shoulders and opens the hatch on the top of the train, pulling himself then me through. After I toss my duffel bag through. We ended up standing on top of the train, the strong wind lashing at my face and threatening to throw us off, but we planted our feet and got our balance.
"This seemed a lot easier in the movies!"
"There's another train approaching, we need to jump when it gets close!"
"ARE YOU INSANE?!" I yell over the strong winds
"Yes!"
"Do you WANT to get your job done or not?!" He yelled back, I turn away and exhale a deep breath as I see the light of another train travelling towards us on the other track, but even though I try to calm down, I start to hyperventilate, Kirk puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder as he helps me breathe
"Ready?"
"Yeah.." I exhale
"3..."
"2..."
"1..."
"Jump!"
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Hijack'd - A Sci-Fi Fiction novel
Science FictionNoell and Kirk discover a familiar nanotech goo that begins to invade Earth, can they stop it before everything is gone? We'll see. [This story is OLD, like, OLD OLD]
