Chapter Three

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Amanda Bright joined the CIA in 2010 on a dare. Her grandfather was an old man, who had demons from the wars of his time, and found it hard to appreciate the little things in his retired life. His flashbacks from WW2 aged him hard, and so did the loss of his wife in 1998. But whenever Amanda entered his abode, he grew softer.

'Amanda' he would say to her. 'You are too smart for the life you are living.' The life in which he was referring to was the middle class lifestyle of the common person in the USA. She rented a small flat, with her cat, vowing to make it as an actor when she had saved enough money to move to Hollywood. She worked at a local diner, where all the regulars knew her as the girl too determined to not to smile, they knew her story, and she always got 20% tips from all of them.

Her grandfather persisted however, and never failed to tell his opinions every time she visited, encouraging and pressuring her to change her life goals. However it took 2 years of his commitment to his cause, and the significant rise in terrorist movement for her to even begin to think about a political life she never knew she wanted.

In 2010 she began the application process out of curiosity more than determination. But when she got accepted in only a few months later, she was not nervous.

She was assigned under Michael Davis, the man leading the hunt for al-Zarqawi, the infamous international threat of their time. She still remembers the first introduction. He was reading a paper intensely at his desk where there was deep line above his brow, and when Mr Brennan, director of the CIA, interrupted his reading he looked up absently with a concerned aura. 'Mr Davis, meet Miss Bright.' His eyes jumped from him to her and his wrinkles disappeared and his eyes brightened. Amanda remembers blushing. But their hunt want tedious, and at times their efforts seemed to be just an excuse for the former president Barack Obama to pretend that they were extending to all efforts to catch the leader. Every time an ISIS member of a considerable rank was found, the government refused to let them attack. This went on for 6 years. Until the new leader of the USA was voted in. The highly controversial Donald Trump was voted into power to become one of the most powerful men in the world and he took over the government in the early 2017.

His first agenda as President was to make America safe. He made a new organisation, in the depths of his office with his team, named the MAGA. It was more secret then any other government organisation, that only those who were promoted to the new sector ever knew it existed. Michael and Amanda were the first to be told, by president Trump himself. His first talk rang a phrase that would soon become the slogan of their cause.

'ISIS is bad okay? ISIS is really bad. You turn on the tv and you know ISIS is bad. ISIS is bad. You guys working on the problem, who know more than the public and probably me know ISIS is bad. I know ISIS is bad. They know ISIS is bad. You know ISIS is bad. So we need to stop ISIS. The time is now to stop them. Because the truth is, ISIS is bad. I need you guys to be ruthless, unforgiving and be a relentless force that will stop ISIS. Because let's face it, ISIS is bad.'

It took only another year and a half to plan and execute the attack that was too brutal to be allowed to be talked about. MAGA, the ruthless, unforgiving and relentless force lived up to what Trump believed was necessary at the time. Even now, 6 years later, the story has been under exaggerated so that only one universal fact could be trusted and never forgotten. America was the hero.

It took less then 3 years after the initial great defeat, and incredible precise investigations to be able to confidently declare the threat was eliminated, the Western World, all of the Western World, was safe.

Amanda checked her smart watch to see if her car was charged on the morning of 28th of November 2024. She wore her pant suit, and patted her pockets to find her official badge out of habit. The badge she once owned looked like an ordinary CIA badge. However, the few people within MAGA had a specific serial code on each of their badges that would separate them from that specific sector, but only on a need to know basis of specific individuals. Which was the same for everything of her life to do with MAGA, from her merits to her stories.

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