The Female Intruder In South Park

The New Mission

It was about 1:20am in the morning as Shaylene was laying in her bed crossed legged and hands behind her head just thinking about how its gonna be like when she goes to her destination for her new mission.

"Rise and shine, Shaylene... Soyer wants to see you." One of her boss's henchmen knocked on the door

She rubbed her face a bit and sat up on the bed and stood up, grabbed her holsters holding her two pistols then slowly approaching the door. She sighed and opened the door.

"Yeah, okay." She replied and walked towards her boss's office. She was the only person in the whole agency that could live in her boss's unit, Soyer was like a big brother towards Shaylene; he cared for her, gave her everything she wanted and was always putting her first in front of everyone else.

She opened the door only to see her 13 year old boss sitting behind a neat and orderly fashioned desk, with an ashtray of fresh burnt cigarettes.

"Ah, Shaylene! Just the girl I wanted to see." He said enthusiastically and smirked softly. He wore a black tuxedo suite, and black shoes. His hair was a shiny strawberry blonde due to all the hair product he put on his hair.

"Hey Soy." She called him by the nickname she gave him and she smiled softly as the lighting in the room made her black eyeshadow sparkle with mystery.

"Well, are you ready to be out of France and onto South Park?" He stood up from his desk, approached Shaylene and put an arm around her, his clothes smelt of cigarettes.

"Ready then always."

"That's good, shall we depart?" He asked while still having an arm around her and walking towards the door.

"You bet."

"Alright, then were off. Just go get your things and the limo will be just outside ready to take you to the plane run way. By then when your in the private jet I'll give you your mission." He said while turning around to face the brunette girl and put his hands on her shoulders.

"Bon voyage from France my girl." He added and kissed her cheek and left the room.

Shaylene grabbed her taser, switchblade, smoke grenades, and laser. She then put on her bullet proof vest then her regular clothes over and topped it all off with her black chullo hat. She took her suitcase and walked out the room without looking back.

When she got outside everything was still dark and dead silent, it was still morning time around 1:46am that moment. She then found her way to the black limo, got in and the driver drove away to her destination.

Shaylene just stared out the window just thinking about her hometown. France was never her hometown... She remembered the city lights, cold weather, the smell of car exhaust, and the Statue of Liberty. No way she would ever forget about her hometown or family.

She remembered the first day she walked out that safe door also known as her home, she ran away when she was 8. All because of the adventure of wanting to be a spy. Her father was a military personnel so that's where her inspiration and knowledge of weapons started.

The ride wasn't that long, they finally got to the wide black concreted run way, no planes were flying that night, only the private jet that stood silently on the run way with the lights on.

She then got her suite case and jumped out of the car and walked peacefully on the dark run way with her shoes tapping on the concrete with every step she made. When she got into the jet she set her suitcase down and settled in the middle seat; the seat was soft and cushiony, it had a nice cream color to it.

"Ready for take off Shay?" The pilot asked.

"Ready." She replied showing a bit of sleepiness and looked out the window.

The pilot started the engine and after a few minutes of revving the engine they took off into the dark starry morning sky.

When she was in the air, she got a skype call from her boss, she answered the call.

"Yeah?"

"Are you on the private jet?" He asked while sitting in a chair not facing the screen but listening.

"Yes."

"Okay, well remember I told you to get the sample; and if your not at the extraction helicopter in time, I'll assume worst and send my henchmen to gun you down for the sample. Understood?" He asked once again.

She sighed and hesitated to speak for a second.

"Understood sir." She finally replied.

"Good, you'll be at your destination in about 2 hours." He said and ended the skype call.