Chapter 2~ The Mission

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A/N: Same Picture because I am lazy.

Mitch PoV:

Irene Kennedy, my boss, told me that I have a job in beacon hills. I tried to tell her that I grew up there but Stan simply said. "Don't make it personal". Like he always does.

My mission was to get information from one of the new teachers. And well kill him. But that's only the beginning of it. I am trying to find a supernatural terrorist.

I was walking on the street with my duffle bag when I felt like I was being watched. I look back to she Scott. Man does he look like shit.

I walk to the hotel and check in. I set my duffle down on my bed. I grab my badge, gun, and knifes. I hate using my badge but if I need information from the police I need to use it.

So I started to make my way down to the police station. I walk up to the front desk.

"How can I help you sir?" The woman asked me.

"I need to speak with Parrish." I say keeping my sunglasses on so no one recognizes me.

"Follow me." The woman says. And I am lead to Parrish's desk. "Parrish this man was looking for you." And then she leaves.

"Jordan Parrish. You are?" Parrish asks.

"You don't need to know. I just need information for a case." I say pulling out my badge.

"Wow CIA. How can I help..." He asks trying to get a name. So I said screw it.

"Rapp." I say and he nods.

"Ok well what do you need?" He asks.

"We shouldn't talk here. Meet me out back in five." I say as I leave to go to the back and wait for him.

It has been 10 minutes. I was about to leave when Parrish comes out.

"So why can't we talk in the station?" He asks.

"Are there still cameras here?" I ask him.

"No?" He questions me.

"Need help with a supernatural terrorist." I say crossing my arms.

"Supernatural? Like vampires and Werewolf's?" He asks me and I laugh a bit.

"Of course the Hellhound asks the stupid questions." I say.

"Wh-how?" Parrish asks.

"Can I trust you with a secret?" I ask him.

"Yes?" He says confused.

"You can't tell you pack okay?" J ask him where he just nods. I slowly take mg sunglasses off and look at him. He gasps.

"Stiles?" He whispers.

"Mitch Rapp. But yes. So can you help me? I haven't been to town in a while." I say.

"Your alive!" Parrish says trying to hug me. I push him away. "Man you have grown! And you're a CIA!"

"Yes I know. So can you help me?" I ask him once more.

"Yea Let me get an extra file on the terrorist." He says as he goes back in. He cones out with the folder on the terrorist. I thank him put my sunglasses back on and leave.

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