Prompted Shorties

Escape and Save the President

Prompt: You're a secret service agent and you've been kidnapped and are trapped in a basement. You have only three items and must use those three items to escape and save the President of the United States. Go!

Story:

I woke up in a very untidy and dusty looking basement with dim lighting coming from one corner of the room, it smelled like dead rats here. These kidnappers don't even know how to properly execute an assassination against the president of the United States.

First, instead of killing a secret service agent they just put'em to sleep with those stupid spray things.

Second, they don't even bother tying up their captor in the basement. They just left me on the ground like a sack of potatoes.

Lastly, you don't announce that you're going to assassinate the president in front of the media. It ruins the whole "element of surprise" thing.

I swayed my head in disapproval and chuckled. "Newbies" I whispered under my breath.

I stood up and dusted myself off. Then I looked up the stairs where the door was. "Looks like a 4-inch steel door" I said.

I searched myself for any kind of weapons I could use to bust my way out of here. "Huh, at least they did something right" I said to the air. They took everything from me except what I'm wearing.

They literally took everything! My wallet, my white house brochures, my key pass, my knife deflector wrist watch, my government issue hand gun, my stun gun, all three of my knives – one on each sock and one on my left jacket pocket – and my favorite sunglasses.

Then I remembered, making me groan in contest. "Those sunglasses were super expensive!" Now they've just made me mad.

I was murmuring incoherent profanities as I searched the area to find something that can help me get out of here.

I found a loose nail barely pinned to the wood, a pen and a rubber band wrapped around the pen.

I used the nail to pick the lock of the steel door, which I may say was not easy at all. The door wasn't guarded but I can hear three different voices coming from the living room.

Sounds like they're playing cards, I keep hearing "go fish". I hid myself in a corner and took out the rubber band and aimed it at the glasses at the top counter, making them fall.

"What was that?" Said the deep voiced guy.

"Mike probably left one of the glasses sitting over the edge again" Said the other guy.

"I did not!" This must be Mike.

"Go check it out." This was the deep voiced man again.

As soon as I saw the guy I knocked him out with one punch which normally doesn't work, but in this case it did. He made a loud noise as he crashed to the ground.

"Mike?!" I heard them call out, and instantly I hear two chairs move from their place telling me they're coming. I went up the counter, hid in plain sight and kicked the next guy who went in, I threw the pen to the other guy in the eye – it wasn't a pretty sight. He was screaming non-stop like a little girl.

Now it's just the brawl to the end with the guy I kicked in the face. He got up quickly and gave me a 1-2 punch but I dodged them and countered with a swift clean uppercut and one majestic kick to his balls sending him down to the ground with hands in his nuts, then I made my way to the living room where they were playing cards and grabbed all three guns and my sunglasses that was sitting pretty at the edge of the table and bolted out of the house.

"But dad, how did you save the president?" My son said, sounding too enthusiastic.

"That Michael, is a story for another night." I smiled at my little boy, four years of age and ever so slightly growing taller each day. "Off to bed now" I told him. He nodded like the good little boy he is and went upstairs to his bedroom.

"You gotta stop tellin' him these kinds of stories you know" I saw her lookin' at me with her ocean blue orbs and giving me a little smirk as she stood at the kitchen entrance.

"Come on Karen, boys gotta be boys" I stood up and went to her, hands wrapped around her back as I smiled and looked at her eyes.

"Boys gotta be boys" She chuckled, I knew she understood. I then gave her a quick goodnight kiss.