This is just a story i thought up. i wanted to do a romance but i didnt want it to be the typical gooey romance story. even though i love those. theres lots of humor and a some action. i havent thought this out at all so i'm just going to wing it. i hope you like it!
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I walked down the dark aisle in the desserted church and listened for any signs of life. i could just make out the dirty pews lined row after row. the carpet was gritty under my bare feet and unknown organisms scurried around them. "Ugh, that's disgusting." You would think that with me being a spy for the CIA that i would be fearless but bugs just don't do it for me.
i was here to find any evidence of a drug lord that supposedly used this as a hideout. i mean drug lords were supposed to be all classy( as classy as you can be while being a murderer) and "gangsterish" so this place is just really below standards. i knew that Mr.Haris was the Boss and he smuggled at least 1 million drugs into the U.S a year.
I know you're probably wondering why a CIA agent is worrying about a petty drug lord when i could be catching terrorist or diasabling bombs. The reason is that Mr. Harris is my father and i made it my obligation to catch him and put him away for a long time.
BIg Shocker right! me, top of my graduating class in the academy, has a father that is the cause of thousands of deaths every year. He gave me and my mom everything we wanted but he never gave us love. He might as well not have even been there. He wanted to abort me but my mom wouldnt let that happen. My mom, bless her soul, died when i was two so i was stuck by myself with him. i shuddered just thinking about him so i turned my thoughts back to the situation at hand.
I creeped silently towards the creaky, hole filled stairs and started to figure the best way to get up them without being detected. i knew there were some people upstairs because i could hear them moving around. There was a faint light coming through the cracks of the floor so i needed to be cautious. i decided that it would be too risky to try and walk up the stairs because i would either fall in or creak so much they came down to investigate.
I uncoiled the rope from my left hip and detached the sling from my shoulder. i shot the rope to the railing at the top of the landing and watched as the arrow popped open and gripped itself around the pole. i put on my night goggles and cursed myself for not thinking of that sooner. Everything was suddenly clearer and i saw just how unstable the stairs were. i prayed that it was strong enough to hold my weight while i climbed to the second floor.
i made sure all my gear was onto me tight so that nothing fell. my guns were firmly strapped to my hips and back. My knives were strapped to my thighs. My knife and pistol were safely tucked away in my black combat boots so i got ready for my climb. i gripped the rope with both hands and held on tightly. i was the nubmer one rope climer in my 7th grade gym class and i could climb a two story rope in less than 2 minutes.
As i pulled up i wrapped my feet around the rope. i pulled with all my upper body stregth and continued the patteren. i was only about 115 pounds so it wasnt that much to pull up. Even though, my gear weighted about 30 pounds. I was about half way up the rope when suddenly i heard movement right above me. i heard a door creep open and footstep pounding towards me! I was hanging in midair and if he leaned over the balcony he would see me dangling there for sure.
I prayed over and over that he wouldnt look over. of course my luck was never on my side and at that moment he looked over. He saw me immediatly and i swore.
"Hey what the hell are you doing here little girl?" He asked. Little girl? Oh My God. He thinks i'm a kid. how dumb can he be? i'm climbing a rope in the middle of an abandoned church at 3 o clock in the morning. "Hey Jeff bring my glasses! Theres a kid down here but i cant tell what she looks like."
Man this is great. I can't believe it! i guess i am a little lucky after all. i think i could wing this. i had enough information already so i could leave. "Oh, mister i'm so sorry! i didnt mean to sneak in but i ran away from home because my brother broke my favorite teddy bear. i saw this rope and it looked so fun but i climbed it and now i'm stuck." i said sweetly. i knew being this little would pay off one day.
"Of course sweetie. Stay right there." No shit sherlock, where the hell am i going. i rolled my eyes and waited till he got below me. i made sure to document the way he moved down the stairs for future reference. Two steps right, down, three left, down, one right, down, then left four, and jump over the last two steps.