Agents

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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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