We Have To Work Together

Chapter Two: Rain

This is the third mission this week. I'm tired and I just want to be done with it.

At least this time it's close to home.

It's a little known fact that I live in a log cabin in the middle of the woods a few miles from here.

But right now, I'm somewhere over Tennessee in a helicopter.

I clip the rope around my waist to the landing gear and then launch myself out the open side.

I fall for a bit until I land on the glass roof of a generic building painted a creamy white.

I flip out my special pocket knife that only S.H.I.E.L.D. agents have and unveil the glass cutter. I then proceed to cut a decent sized hole in the ceiling.

I then drop down until my face is inches from the floor.

I upright myself and unclip the rope, my bare feet hitting the floor. Instantly, waves emanate from my feet and allow me to see everything. I was born blind but lucky me, I'm the avatar and I'm the only avatar that can do any kind of bending imaginable.

However, the bomb isn't here.

But what's really weird is an alarm was already going off when I got here.

At that moment, I notice a platform that's supposed to display something, but it's empty. Someone beat me to the bomb.

I cry out in frustration and re clip the rope to my waist, making it retract, pulling me back up to the ceiling. I gaze out over the landscape and notice a semi muscular blonde running to a black jeep, a metal briefcase swinging beside him.

I cringe, that bomb is active. If it hits something or is jostled too much. . . it will explode and take out everything in a 50 mile radius.

The blonde reaches the jeep and it roars out of the parking lot.

Great, there goes the bomb. But before it gets too far away, I pull out my gun and shoot a device onto the ground behind the jeep. The device slides under the jeep and then uses magnets to attach itself to the underside.

It signals as a tracking device but it also does something else. I have a plan. Now all I have to do is wait.