Sang's POV
I head up the stairs to the roof where I usually met the Academy heads. I was redlined to attend a new mission. I haven't been active in months. Phil said I'd deserved a break after the last one that I finished. It only took six months to bring down a drug cartel.
I had been in the Bahamas enjoying the sun and the water. Drink in hand. Music flowing. Sunburning. Best vacation ever. Now I'm back. Because my phone rang. I knew I should have left it behind in Charleston so they couldn't get a hold of me.
Being a Ghostbird isn't exactly as fun as it sounds. Constantly getting bossed around. Being ordered to take down them because of that. No sleep. No alone time. Only domineering old people who saved my life. I owe them everything. Or so I thought.
In my younger years up until I was seventeen I was abused. Not just your everyday verbal abuse or a slap here and there. No I got locked in the basement for days at a time. Was made to drink concoctions of different things that burned my throat. Got beat with belt buckles. And my stepmothers favorite. Tally
Marks.
That was until Dr. Phil Roberts found me. He and a team of his choosing had their eyes on me for quiet some time. They were observing me. Waiting for me to prove my skill set to be Academy material.
I guess I had done just that the night they found me. I had taken enough verbal and physical abuse from my family. I just snapped. I beat the hell out of my stepmother after taking a lashing with her rusty old belt buckles. I didn't let the pain stop me. No it fueled the anger inside me. Fucking bitch.
They pulled me from that house and I was taken to an underground bunker where others my age were held. I didn't care where I was as long as I was away from that hell I had been living for years. It was later that I found out it was The Academy. The actual location of it.
The others and I were told what was expected of us. They wanted to train us to protect ourselves and others. We weren't the police but we also weren't criminals. More like vigilantes. The idea of that makes me smile. I could do good. The teams we had been split into were by gender, age, and category. I was a Ghostbird which I learned meant I didn't exist. They never registered my birth so I was rare. I was placed on the upper level ranks because I was important. I trained alone only to become one of their best assets. Surveillance. Weaponry. Undercover. Spying. You think it I can do it. They only used me when they had no other options. No I was curious as to why they pulled me from my much needed break only to pull me into another mission. This better be important.
The elevator dings and the doors open only for me to walk straight out into the night air. Taking in my surroundings as I was trained to do I see an older man with white hair in his late sixties or so. Dr.Roberts. Beside him are the other heads of the Academy. Alfred and Linda. They are all so stiff. Formal sitting at a little tea table. I hate it.
"Sang, take a seat. We need to talk." Phil's voice held seriousness and no room for argument. I took a seat very unladylike. I don't like to be ordered around.
"This better be good Phil I've only just started my vacation three days ago. What happened to taking a break?" I couldn't stop the annoyance and anger that came out of my mouth. He out of everyone should know how I feel. I've been with the Academy since I was seventeen and now here I am twenty one and I haven't really had a solid day off since. I deserved this vacation.
"Sang I'm sorry we had to pull you in but we have a top priority mission we need our best person on. We can't just send in anyone because of the circumstances you'll face." That had me thinking what could be so important that it had to be me.
He tossed a pile of profile folders at me. "In these folders are the images and 'what to know' about each of you targets. Their are nine of them and this is a need to know operation. What you need to know is they are deadly and hold no remorse for hurting anyone. You'll need to be extremely cautious. I'm not quiet sure how you plan to get in with them but we need you to get the scoop on their the whereabouts of their hideouts are and what exactly they plan to achieve so we can officially take them down. And Sang?" I looked up not even realizing I had been starring at the stack of folders the entire time he was talking to me. It's a habit. I just lull off at times.
I raised my eyes brows in confirmation that he had my attention to continue. "The are ex-Academy. Rogues if you prefer. They are trained in many skills between the lot of them and you'll need to be extra cautious around the leader Owen Blackbounre. The man can see through any lie a mile away." I just nod my head taking in the information.
"I do have a few questions about this." I looked at all three of them taking them in. They seemed nervous or on edge. I couldn't be sure as to why. "Why did they go Rogue that's the first time in the history of the Academy for that to happen. And why am I just now hearing about this? Also what is my exact purpose in this?" I waited for them to explain. They gathered their thoughts but it was Alfred to do the explaining.
"To answer your first question. We had to keep it under wraps because they are a liability. With their skills sets and the knowledge of the Academy that they hold we can't be to obvious about them just going off the wire. That would send the wrong impression to all the other cadets. The second question goes along with the first answer. We couldn't let just anyone know about this. Had to keep it hush hush. They are highly trained and good at what they do. This won't be an easy mission. Lastly, your purpose is to infiltrate their group with any means necessary and find out everything their is to know and report back to us. Once you have read the files you will have understood what exactly your getting into. We need our best ops on this and it just happened to be you." I was stuck on the fact that they were keeping secrets. As the Academy we don't keep any secrets from the inside. We all know all. That's how we work. But they kept secrets. I'd remember that. "Now we would like for you to read over the files before letting us know if you are willing or not. Is that understood?" Is that understood? The urge to roll my eyes at that asshole was so strong. He acted like he was so much better than everyone.
Opening the case files my eyes land on a smiling form with long blonde hair and brown eyes that scream trouble.
Agent :Luke Taylor
Height: 6'1
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Blonde
Age: 21
Skill Set: Pickpocketing, Locks, Breaking/Entering, Undercover ops. Weaponry. Basic thief skills. Diversionist. Sneaky-Sneak.
Hobbies: Baking. Eating Sweets. Annoying North Taylor.
The last bit had me laughing to myself. Who was North Taylor. And how could such a sweet face be such a threat?
Agent: Kota Lee, Team Lead
Height: 6'0
Hair color: dark
Eye Color: green
Age: 21
Skill Set: Weaponary. Surveillance. Strategy.
Hobbies: Anything with Numbers. Reading. Training.
Agent: Gabriel Coleman:
Height: 5'8
Hair color: Brown and Blonde
Eye color: blue
Age:21
Skill Set: Disguises. Undercover work. Surveillance. Musician. Painter.
Hobbies: Shopping. Painting. Decorating.
Agent: Nathan Griffin:
Height: 6'0
Hair color: reddish brown
Eye color: blue
Age: 21
Skill Set: Powerhouse. Martial Arts. Combat. Weaponry.
Hobbies: Martial Arts. Working out. Swimming. Video games.
Agent: Victor Morgan:
Height: 5'8
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: reddish brown (fire)
Age: 21
Skill Set: Technology. Cameras. Surveillance. Musician.
Hobbies: Piano. Computers. Video games. Helping others.
Agent: North Taylor:
Height: 6'2
Hair color: dark brown
Eye color: dark brown
Age: 21
Skill Set: Powerhouse. Languages. Mechanics. Weaponry.
Hobbies: Yelling. Working on cars. Eating healthy.
Agent: Silas Korba:
Height: 6'4
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Dark brown
Age:21
Skill Set: Powerhouse. Languages. Carpentry. Weaponry. Surveillance.
Hobbies: Baseball. Sports. Baking Greek food. Keeping North and Luke in line.
Agent: Dr.Sean Green:
Height: 5'9
Hair color: Blonde
Eye color: Green
Age:23
Skill Set: Surveillance. Medical knowledge. Languages. Planning. Problem Solving.
Hobbies: Cooking. Origami. Asian Style Movies. Doctoring.
Agent: Owen Blackbourne, Team Liaison:
Height: 6'0
Hair color: Soft Brown
Eye color: Gray
Age:23
Skill Set: All of the above. Financials. Strong leader.
Hobbies: Reading. Protecting his team. Reading people.
Wow these guys were top of the line. Most teams only consisted of four or five guys but they had nine. Most teams each person only had one or two skills each all of these guys are talented. This could prove to be difficult. But damn they are hot.
"I'm willing and will obey." I had to find out what was going on. Why would such a large team all just up and turn rogue without reason. I'm going to find out.
"Excellent. We have intel that they will be heisting a bank tomorrow morning. I want you there. I need you on the inside of this thing. Get it done." The demand behind his tone was a little threading but I wouldn't let it bother me. I owed him everything.
"Yes sir." With that I took my files and headed out I had to form a plan of action and what to do to get in the inside.
Tomorrow's going to be fun.
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It's short and I kind of flashed back a little bit to before the bank robbery.
You'll get a longer update this week. This is more of a filler chapter to give insight.
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Am I the only one who writes a chapter and then fills in the blanks? Like this time I wrote chapter 2 before chapter 1. Hmm..
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Also I know I messed up
The heights and stuff. Big deal go with it.
I also haven't reread this yet.