Headphones and Revolvers ~A Mystic Messenger Fanfic~

~Prologue~

~Key~

(Y/N)-Your Name

(F/N)-Fake Name

(A/N)-Agent Name

(More Will Be Added On When Relevant <3)

"Agent you are to return to headquarters ASAP" The voice empowered by authority came through my phone.

"On my way" I replied. I pressed 'end call' on the luminous screen. I tapped the music note and the screen changed. A small smirk appeared on my face as I quickly chose my playlist then swiftly put my phone into one of the many pockets of my hoodie. I take my headphones that were previously resting around my neck and place them on my head. I then pulled my hood up and proceeded to headquarters.

The rain began to pour making my clothes slightly damp as they brushed my skin. The busy streets weren't at all helping me as my circumstance was somewhat urgent. I moved in and out the sea of bodies. My eyes scanned for an alleyway.

"Bingo" I said to myself as my eyes settled on an alleyway. I reached the entrance and began running down to the end. I reached the end, greeted by a brick wall. I touched the bricks in a certain pattern that had been drilled into my mind since I could remember. The wall revealed a small passage way. 'Now to the Bosses office' I thought.

~Time Skip~

I arrived at the Bosses office. I crouched down slightly to the eye scanner so I could enter. I looked around before quickly moving my bangs away so my registered eye could be scanned. A green lazer-like light shot out quickly scanning my iris before the light retracted. There was a 'beep' and the door unlocked. I grinned because even though I've worked with technology for practically my whole life it still never failed to amuse me.

I walked in as the door quickly shut behind me before locking itself once more. My hood was still up but I pulled my mask up to keep my identity secret.

The boss wasn't that burly of a man but his body was still defined. His bleach blonde hair was slicked back by a thick coat of hair gel, his suit in perfect condition, not a single crease. His calm yet cold, hazelnut eyes staring right at me.

"Ah (A/N) right on time, as expected from out most trusted agent" He said.

"What is it you summoned me to your office for?" I questioned.

"Our (A/N) always straight to the point" He joked laughing slightly. He quickly stopped once he realised I wasn't finding this at all amusing. Then he awkwardly coughed.

"The reason I summoned you is because the government and I believe that you are the only one that can pull off this mission since it's exceptionally difficult and has been filed in our 'special' tasks" He says and his aura then drastically changed. This is what scares me about him. He puts on this facade of jokes and smiles but deep down he is a cruel, money driven man.

"I am up for anything that the government asks of me" I state. I'm slightly irritated at the fact he seems to be implying I couldn't do it but we both know that isn't the case.

"That's why I have only summoned you, this is a solo mission that we will give you around a year to execute perfectly, without a single error" He then gives me a sadistic smirk and a devilish stare. "You fail, we lose money and your the only one to blame which means you shall be punished and as you know the importance of a mission will determine the severity of the punishment, are we clear?"

"Of course I've been doing this for a long time you shouldn't imagine anything less than perfect" I say keeping my cool, calm composure.

"Here" He says as he gives me a file. "Everything you need to execute this mission, you are to report monthly to the government on your progress" I reach out to take the file but he quickly grabs my wrist and pulls me closer to him. He whispers into my ear.