It was 8:28 at night, me and my partner Ryder are sitting on a roof top of a fancy hotel waiting on further instructions from HQ [headquarters].
"How long are we suppose to wait Ricki its fucking cold out here!" Ryder exclaimed from his post a few meters away from me. He is always so chatty on missions it's an awful trait he has and it annoys me to no end. But he hasn't started singing yet so I should be thankful. Cause if I hear him sing one more One Direction song I will blow his brains out with my Bernetta 96. Don't get me wrong their music is fine and they are really talented but I'm just more into rock then pop.
"Shut the hell up Ryder they will call when they call. And you know how cold London can get at night. You should have came more prepared." I scolded him as I glanced at his usual mission attire through my night vision glasses. He wore black, tight-fitting jeans with some weapons attached to them. He also had on a hoodie with a bulletproof leather vest over top of it that also had gadgets on them. He kind of looked like a criminal more then a spy with his shaggy black hair that fell just over his eyes and snake bites. Where as I took my attire more...seriously. I kinda looked like Scarlett Johnson in the Avengers at least when it came to the leather clothing. Plus I had long black hair that was in braid hidden by the hooded cloak I was wearing.
"Do you hear that Ricki?" He whispered going completely still. I did the same. Then I heard it. Three pairs of fast moving, heavy combat boots coming up the stairwell that lead to the roof. I gave Ryder the signal to go hide. He listened with no complaints. Just as he disappeared into the shadows the door burst opened my gun already drawn.
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I just realize I haven't fully introduced myself. How rude...
My name is Ricki Sykes and I'm a field agent for a secret (yes I'm a girl) organization called The Untouchables. I have been trained since I could walk and my body, like all field agents, has been altered physically to be faster, stronger, and smarter then regular humans. That's saying a lot considering I'm physically only 19. I met Ryder when I was 7 and we have been joined at the hip ever since. We have been doing missions together since we were 16. Being an agent is kind of a lonely life so I'm just lucky to have Ryder. We have traveled everywhere together and our favorite missions are the undercover ones. Where we get to be somebody else. The only downside to being an agent is killing people. Even if they are the 'bad' guys its still murder. Ryder doesn't really have the same problem. But he's a totally different story. He saw his parents brutally murdered by gang bangers so he shows no mercy for bad guys. I was the first person he ever told that and the last. Okay let's get on with the story...
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I aimed my steyr at that hooded figures. How the fuck did anyone know we were here? It had to be the Silent Assassins or The Blackstone Clan both very ruthless, dangerous, groups. They're the reason The Untouchables were formed. They saw me and my gun pointed at them and quickly had their weapons drawn. Ryder was standing behind them with his two daggers ready to kill. The tallest of the group laid down his weapon and pulled his hood down. It was Chance! And the the other two dropped their hoods to reveal his brothers Jeremy and Derrick. I lowered my weapon, as did Ryder.
"What the hell is going on Chance? Why are you here?" I asked him.
"HQ sent us as back up. I assumed you guys were in trouble. So don't get bloody snippy with me young lady" Chance's posh British accent was like silk in my ears. I have a soft spot for guys with an accent especially when the guy is six foot with a killer tannish body and the deepest green eyes I had ever scene. And don't even get me started on his brothers. I should really stop acting like a hormonal teenager right now and focus on what's going on!
"Young lady? Please your barely 21!" I told him. He mouthed 'Fuck you' as his brother started talking.
"Have HQ told you the mission?" Jeremy asked Ryder completely ignoring our argument.
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Star Crossed Love (One Direction Story)
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