This story begins when a man was just kicked out of his team for disorderly conduct and just.... not being good enough.
Wildcard: Oh, come on! Let me in! I promise to be more respectful and efficient!
The man continues to call out, but to no response. He just sighs and grabs his suitcase and packs the clothes and stuff he had.
Wildcard: Well, I've got nowhere to live. I'm stranded on the streets with no job. Life sucks....
A few hours later, the man was in some sort of casual clothing now. He was now at a place that was pretty much a forest.
He laid against a tree.
Wildcard: This is just awful.... how could I have gotten myself in this situation?
Wildcard would walk to one of the cabins and would notice a strange poster saying, "SHADOW wants you."
Wildcard: Huh? SHADOW? This could be interesting.....
Wildcard turns the poster to the back to see some information regarding what SHADOW is and a contact number.
Wildcard: A top-secret military base? Interesting. Maybe I can get back on my own feet.
Later that night, Wildcard would dial the number.
Wildcard: Hello?
???: Good afternoon, sir.
Wildcard: It's nighttime, though.
???: Shut it. Now, would you like to join SHADOW?
Wildcard: I found this poster saying SHADOW wants you so..... yeah...... what do I need to do?
???: Meet the training instructor at these coordinates.
Wildcard gets a text of what the coordinates are.
Wildcard: This looks like Dirty Docks. Thanks.
Wildcard gets no response.
Wildcard: HELLO?! Oh, the guy hung up. Okay, then, I guess I'll be on my way.
2 hours later.
Wildcard is now at the location of Dirty Docks.
Wildcard: Hello, anybody? Anyone here?
Wildcard shrugs. An old man with an eye patch taps his shoulder, startling him.
Wildcard: Ahh!
Old man: Hello there, small fry. Ready to begin?
Wildcard: Uhm, is this some sort of introduction test?
Old man: Yes. You will have only 2 phases of this test. The first being this obstacle course.
Wildcard looks to see an obstacle course reminiscent of many death traps.
Wildcard: THIS IS AN OBSTACLE COURSE! NO WAY IN HELL AM I DOING THAT!
Old man: You have to. If you want to be a part of SHADOW.
Wildcard groans.
Wildcard: Fine.
Wildcard runs towards the obstacle course as he starts it he immediately gets caught in an explosion.
Wildcard: AHHHHH! MY FACE!
The old man would chuckle.
Old man: I'll be here all night.
3 hours later.
Wildcard crawls through the last of the course.
Wildcard: OW! OOOOHHHHH! AUGH! OUCH!
Old man: Congrats. You passed the test. Well, the first part, of course.
Wildcard: WHAT?! YOU MEAN THERE'S A SECOND PART!
Old man: Yes. You have to get based and pepper sprayed.
Wildcard: WHAT?!?!?!?! WHY?!
Old man: Because you could be on a mission and any adversary you come across could take your taser and pepper spray and use it on you.
Wildcard whines.
Wildcard: Did you get tased?
Old man:
Wildcard thinks about this for a minute.
Wildcard: Give me some time to-
Old man: MAN UP
The old man jabs Wildcard with the taser.
Wildcard: AHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!
Wildcard falls to concrete ground and begins crying.
Wildcard: Owie! Mommy....!
Old man: Cry for your mama.... get up it's time for the spray.
Wildcard: I understand the taser, but the spray!? Did you ever get pepper sprayed?!
The old man thinks.
Old man: No, not really.....
Wildcard whines.
Old man: Ready?
Wildcard: Yes.....
Old man: One. Two. THREE!
The old man sprays the pepper spray in Wildcard's eyes. Wildcard screams in pain and begins cursing.
Wildcard: AAAHHHHHH! F*! S*! F*CK! SH*T! YOU OLD A** F********CK!
Wildcard falls to the floor again, crying loudly.
Wildcard: OHOHOHO! IT BURNS! IT BURRRRNS! AHAHAHA!
Old man: You okay?
Wildcard: I- I'm okay, but my eyes are burning!
Old man: That's good.
The old man pulls out a gun. As wildcard weeps, he shoots him in the shoulder.
Wildcard: AAAAHGA!
Wildcard curses loudly.
Wildcard: WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!?!?!?!?!?!?
Wildcard cries loudly.
Wildcard: I'm done! I'm f*cking done!
Old man throws him a uniform.
Old man: Put on this uniform and meet me in the car.
Wildcard sniffles.
Wildcard: What? I'm in SHADOW now?
Wildcard cries silently.
A few minutes later, Wildcard now has on a new uniform that's like his own but black and gold.
Wildcard: So where are we going?
Old man: Underground.
A couple of more minutes later. Wildcard and the old man are now in an elevator.
The elevator eventually opens up to a base of operations.
Wildcard: Wow.....
The old man puts an arm on Wildcard's shoulder. Wildcard looks at the old man stunned.
Old man: Kid. This is your grand new beginning. Welcome to SHADOW.
END!
(800 words.)
