Tobin - age 14
"Mom! Dad! I'm home. Soccer practice ended early so I got a ride from Kelley." Tobin said as she closed the front door and threw her soccer bag to the side.
She noticed several faint footstep marks leading into the kitchen. With caution, Tobin carefully followed them.
There were two bodies lying on the kitchen tile. The entire kitchen was a complete disaster. The cabinets were open, some of the hinges were coming off. There was broken glass on the counter. This did not end well.
She frantically rushed over to her parents, and examined their bodies. Both of their faces were stained with blood. Her hands hovered over their necks trying to find a pulse, but there was none. Tobin swallowed hard letting a tear escape. "Heaven received two beautiful angels today." She whispered "I love you both."
"Tobin Heath?" An unfamiliar voice called from behind. The figure walked in front of Tobin's blurry line of vision. "I'm very sorry for your loss but you'll need to come with us."
..Tobin grabbed a duffle bag off of the conveyor belt. The duffle bag didn't even belong to her. Tobin had a backpack resting on her shoulders, but she didn't want to draw too much attention to herself so she used this as a ploy.
She exited the airport and saw a chauffeur holding up a white sign that read 'Tobin Heath.' Tobin approached the man as she grabbed her iPhone out of the back pocket of her jeans. The phone looks and feels like a regular iPhone, but it has multiple hidden features. The phone cannot be tracked and calls made from it are untraceable. The phone is like a ghost. It was specifically designed for Tobin by The Program.
She connected the phone to the earbud. The earpiece buzzes, "You finally landed?" Abby asked on the other end.
"No shit, Sherlock." Tobin said as she handed the driver the duffle bag. She took a seat in the back of the unmarked car while the driver closed the trunk.
"That was actually a stupid question because there's a GPS tracker on you at all times but you already know that."
Tobin became annoyed, "Where am I going now?"
"The game starts in 4 hours so you should get there early. Tell the driver to take you to Soldier Field but make sure you tell him to drop you off a couple blocks away from the stadium. When you find the abandoned Chinese Restaurant, there's a trash bin with a bag in it. It has everything you need. Remember, Alex is your main priority."
Tobin heard a click and the line went dead.
Call ended
"Soldier field." Tobin said. The driver nodded. As the wheels on the car began to move, Tobin stared out the window.
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"You can let me out here." Tobin suggested as she grabbed her belongings. The driver pulled up to a curb and put the car in park. The stadium could be seen from her location, but Tobin followed orders and she got out anyway.
"What about your luggage?"
"It's not mine. You can have it." Tobin said as she slammed the car door shut and walked away.
She was about 3 blocks from the stadium when she spotted the Chinese restaurant. It's definitely abandoned, Tobin thought. Tobin walked around to the back, where the trash can was. She lifted the lid and took the bag out. There was also a black case which she grabbed. Tobin opened the bag which contained a note from Abby. It read:
Here's some USWNT gear for you. Consider it an apology from me for sticking a knife into your arm. Anyways, It should help you blend in more.
Get it done.
-Abby
Tobin crushed the note in her hand and tossed it. She pulled over the red three quarter zip jacket over her head. The material seemed to fit her body perfectly. She also slipped on the sweatpants.
Tobin opened the black case that carried the sniper. She put it in her backpack along with the game ticket in case she needs it.
She looked down at her watch as she approached the stadium. It was 2 hours until the game and there was a multitude of people walking around. No way in hell Tobin was going through the main entrance so she's going to have to find another way in.
She found a door on the side of the stadium. The door was authorized personnel only and it was secured by a digital lock pad. Tobin looked around to make sure she was not being watched. Tobin reached into her backpack and pulled out a screw driver. She unscrewed it. She opened the lock pad and disabled it before slipping in through the door.
When Tobin was inside, she heard the door open and close again. Just keep walking, Tobin. By the sound of the footsteps, she could tell it was security.
"You're not suppose to be in here. This is authorized personnel only." the voice called out.
Tobin slowly turned around. She had to think quickly. "I was just sent to get some water bottles for the USWNT." She pointed to the Gatorade bottle rack that she saw on the ground.
The officer paused for a brief moment then shook his head, "Then you better go and deliver the World Champions their water."
"Will do." The officer headed to the field and Tobin went for the stairs. There were 16 flights but she's trained for this. Once she reached the top, she slipped the backpack off her shoulders. Tobin set the sniper in position and loaded it.
"Tobin, are you there?" Lauren asked.
"I'm here. I'm sitting at a seat that's blocked off from the public. When do I shoot?"
"Abby's orders are to shoot before halftime. She says to exit as quickly as you can.
"Got it."
Tobin watched in amusement as the crowd goes wild when the players step onto the pitch. She rose as the national anthem played and placed her right hand over her heart. She was proud to be an American but she was not proud of what she has become. The anthem ended and she pushed the thought out of her head.
The referee blew the whistle signaling that the match was on. Tobin noted at how quickly Alex moves, her strides resembling that of a baby horse. She watched the game intently, remembering when she once shared the dream to become a professional soccer player. When the U.S scored in the 34th minute, Tobin found herself cheering like a normal fan would.
"Get ready, Tobin." Abby reminded her.
It was nearing the 40th minute when she spotted two men dressed in all black roaming the upper rows, where there were no people. She looked through the scope of the sniper and noticed two more men on the field, one of them speaking on his phone. Tobin wouldn't have noticed them but their strange movements made them stick out.
"Did you send these men?"
"What men?" This news surprised Abby.
"There's four men and they're all armed. Two up top and two on the field. Tell Lauren to track the calls being made from this location." Tobin demanded as she tried to think of what to do next. "There's another person who targets Alex Morgan and her father."
"Lauren says there's a bomb hidden inside the arena. Abort the old mission. We will now focus on the bomb. Plan B. Kill these men, find the bomb, and defuse it. Search and Destroy. It's like Call of Duty, but real life. Hopefully Alex Morgan gets to live. For now."
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FanficTobin Heath is a highly trained assassin. At a young age, she was forced to join The Program. Overtime, Tobin has become a killer with no remorse until she is presented with her next assignment. She's been on missions before, but this mission is dif...