Chapter 2

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        - " You are allowed to be alive. You are allowed to be somebody different. You are allowed to not say goodbye to anybody or explain a single thing to anyone, ever." - Augesten Burroughs

- Rose's P.O.V -

        Since the headquarters is home to the secret agency known as the ATTK, (Agents/Assassins Trained To Kill), it was built in an abandoned 25 story hotel. On the outside, normal citizens and pedestrians know the building to be the old five star hotel that went out of business 46 years ago. It looks to be an aged, filthy, abandoned, and weary 25 story contraption. But, if you were to be a part of the ATTK, you would know the building to be the base of more than a hundred agents and assassins.

        As Braxton's silver Audi stops in front of the closed garage door,  our argument about whether or not cheese puffs were the same as cheetos (they were not) had come to an end. Braxton glances at the button next to the door (the button is fake), and quickly presses his thumbprint on the space above it, revealing a red laser that quickly scans over his eye.

        " Assassin and Agent Braxton Cody Caylor." the feminine voice announces in a monotonous voice.

        "Feeling another presence." the monitor says. A few seconds after, the same red laser pops out from a tiny space behind the wall, and instead, scans my pupil.

        " Assassin and Agent Rose Fares Jameson."

        After concluding that there were only two of us, the monitor announces " Welcome. You may proceed. "

Unlike it's rusty exterior, on the inside of the garage was completely and totally pearly white. It was spotless, rearding that it was just a space to park the agent/ assassin's vehicle in.

        After Braxton locked the car, we proceeded to walk into the door leading to the actual base. Inside, it was probably an engineer's dream. High tech gadgets littered countless metallic tables, agents with jetpacks flew around to their assigned places, and new recruits were walking in a single file line, right behind the Director, also known as Simon, or Agent Zero. Simon, regardless of his title, was usually never serious, unless the situation was. He was usually carefree but also very cautious, and kind to all members of ATTK.

        

        " Hey Braxton, Rose. Glad to see you guys are finally early - unlike last time," remembering the last time we were late, Simon frowned at the thought, " Okay well don't mind me.  We just got these new recruits this morning so im showin' them around the headquarters, and  along the line, also showin' em who's the boss around here." he puffed his chest out, for a more melodramatic effect.

        I laugh, " Yea Simon, so you should start acting like one."

        Braxton and some of the recruits laugh, but Simon silenced them with a death glare.

        " God, just keep moving will ya?" Simon says with a sigh, " I already have enough troubles. The main hallway is leaking with fluids, (Braxton snickers at this) i need to find a new janitor to plug it up, it's my wife's birthday tomorrow and i don't know what in the heck to get her,  and just ay caramba." And feeling like Simon had enough problems for now, we left without another word.

        While strolling to the computer room to check in and retrieve our gear and new missions, Braxton and I talked about what Simon should get for his wife for her birthday

        

       "I think the best thing Simon could give his wife is a mint chip flavored condom - and use it together."

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 14, 2014 ⏰

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