I ran into the meeting room.
Strucker was waiting for me.
"Twilight." He said.
"Yes Sir?" I asked.
"How old are you?"
"18 ,sir."
"Sir? Really?"
"No, Strucker. I just do that because I'm awesome." I smirked.
He smiled.
"What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to acquire a data key. I've sent other agents, but none do it as supremely as you."
"Thanks for the compliment. Where is it?" I asked.
"At a storage place, guarded by the Falcon."
"You're asking me, to beat up a bird? Sounds good." I ran out of the room.
Strucker laughed.
I flew the jet down to the grass.
I walked toward the storage.
I heard a whoosh.
"Falcon." I stopped and turned.
I had my hood over my face.At least it was dark. Haha.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"Twilight." I answered.
"You killed my friend. Riley." Falcon said.
"Yeah. Sorry about that. At least you'll join him." I smirked.
I ran around Falcon.
I swung a punch and he caught it.
I kicked my leg up and hit him in the head, cracking his goggles.
He tried to look for me and then took his goggles off.
I ran to get the data key.
I found it easily. I got back into the jet and flew off.
I landed.
I ran into Struckers office.
I handed him the data key.
"Thank you." He said.
"Welcome. By the way, Falcon's goggles are his weakness." I smirked.
"You broke his goggles. What did he do?" Strucker asked.
"Well, he couldn't see me. So he basically just turned around." I laughed.
"So he looked like a wounded butterfly." Strucker chuckled.
"I sort of grabbed a trophy.." I mumbled.
"What?"
"His wing pack."
"Let me see!"
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Anubis
FantasySome call me evil, some call me Keeper of the Twilight. Some also call me, Menace! Death! Evil Beauty. Anyone who stands in front of me face to face looks away. Anyone who hunts me, becomes prey. Anyone who hunts the people around me, usually hunts...