Fan Fiction ❯ Traitor to Unatco ❯ Last Mission Part 1 ( Chapter 12 )

To reviewers-

Jeteagle(Fanfiction)- Thank you for reviewing, but the Omar would NEVER betray me. I've saved their butts on far too many occasions.

This is my favorite chapter so far that's one reason that it took so long. The other reason was because I had to update my other story. The next chapter will also be good.

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"First I'll tell you about my last mission. But before I do; there are some dark secrets about Unatco that only a few others and I know about. And I would like to keep it that way."

"I swear that I won't tell anyone about them," Andrew said.

"I know you won't because when I say that I want to keep them a secret I mean that I don't intend to tell you about them.

He snorted and continued to pilot the helicopter. "Fine. Hey, where we going anyway?"

"Trier, Germany," I answered. "Now you're the first person that I've told anything about myself to, so shut up and listen!"

"Alright, alright."

"Well I guess I should tell you first that I had two partners. A man named Daniel Lee and a woman named Donna Taylor."

His eyebrow went up, "Any romance?" A sudden surge of anger hit me. This idiot I'm trying to be serious and tell him about my past but he's just messing around. I wanted to strangle him but stopped my self. I regained my regular composer.

I smiled and said, "No I never really liked Daniel."

He almost fell off his chair in a fit of laughter, "Come on, when are you going to be serious Sultan?" The anger quickly came back, I grabbed him and lifted him off his feet.

"DAMMIT WHEN YOU STOP MESSING AROUND AND LISTEN TO ME!" I slammed my fist on the table so hard it splintered and then broke in half. I once again regained my composure. I dropped him onto the ground. "Sorry, I don't know what came over me."

He got up and brushed himself off, "Now you owe me a new table." I glared at him. "Sorry, I never saw you so serious before or at all for that matter. I'll listen."

I sat back down and began to tell him about my last mission with Unatco. " Well to answer your last question, no. Anyway she was also in her early forties, I was 17. It started almost two years ago." I told Andrew. "I also need to tell you about my brothers."

"Brothers?"

"Yeah, us three were the first augmented agents. We were not actually brothers but because they didn't know any of our names they just made three up and decided to make us brothers. The oldest was Robert Jones; we were never very close. He was always out on missions and never spoke much. The youngest of us was Brian Jones. We went on a lot of missions together and trusted each other; we were almost like brothers. I was Kevin Jones." I got back to the story it was hard enough just trying to remember all the details myself.

I lay in my bed not asleep but meditating. Mostly about my brother Brian who had been missing for a week after he went on a mission to Hong Kong. Something fell my chest and I heard a woman's voice. "Can you get that Kevin?"

"Depends on what it is, last time Dennis dropped a rifle on me when I went to grab it I pulled the trigger." I said quietly not really caring what it was. I just kept thinking about my brother's disappearance.

"Kevin, wake up!" Donna yelled at me.

"I am not asleep, just meditating." I opened my eye and threw her the USP .40 Cal pistol that had hit me. As well as a bag of equipment and some type of SMG I didn't know what it was I was an expert with pistols, swords, and snipers and don't really care about other weapons.

"You need to stop sleeping on the couch."

"What's with the arsenal?"

"Manderley has a mission for us, so start getting ready."

"Alright, I'll get my equipment."

"I already did, since you're to lazy to!" Dennis yelled and threw a bag at me. I opened it and looked inside.

"Dennis your trying to get me killed this is all garbage!" I walked into my room and started to gather equipment. I opened a drawer and pulled out a large box, I opened it. Inside were two swords, both were polished so much that they shined when the light hit them. I grabbed them both and put them in a sheath on my belt. I unlatched another latch and saw my collection of knives. I grabbed two of them. I walked over to my wall and admired my collection of different pistols; I grabbed an MK23 silenced pistol and five others. Then took my sniper from another rack on my wall and put on my black trench coat and a pair of shades. Then walked into the bathroom and quickly spiked my black, messed up hair with gel. I walked out of my room and saw Dennis waiting for me.

"Took you long enough. You look like some kind of assassin dressed like that!"

"Good."

"Damn augmented agents." I walked towards the door he stood blocking. I grabbed him and moved him to my side and set him back down. I walked out of the room.

"Cut the crap Dennis. "Come, you said that Manderley wants to see us." I walked towards Manderley's office.

I remembered that Donna, Dennis, and I were roommates and partners and what had happened that day.

We stepped inside a room and saw his secretary Janice Reed working on a large computer in front of her and talking on the phone. Dennis was still cursing me. The receptionist worked hard to ignore us and carry on with her phone conversation. She finally hung up the phone and said, in her annoying southern accent, "Manderley is waiting for you." I saw a door marked Joseph Manderley and stepped inside the room with Dennis walking behind me. Donna and my older brother Robert were already there, talking to him. I had never really seen Manderley before just had talked to him on the phone. He looked like he was around fifty years old, his hair was turning gray and some had fallen out, he wore a black suit and had on a red tie. I waited until Dennis was inside then closed the door behind us.

Manderley turned to me; "We have a mission for you three. As you know we sent two squads of men to secure an old NSF base later last night. It turned out that it was a trap and that the informant who told us about it was a NSF spy. He has already been captured. The base has automated turrents. The Unatco squads are pinned down and have taken a few losses. We sent in another squad to attack from the rear but the NSF soldiers are overwhelming them. We have found another base that is not being defended as well because most of the NSF are fighting the squads of Unatco soldiers. We can't spare anymore teams, so we won't you four to sneak into the base. It shouldn't be any problem for you two," he looked at my brother and me. "Once the base is under your control, you need to shut of the power to the other base so the squads can secure it. I don't care how you get the power down, blow the damn building up if you have to! A pilot is already waiting to take you there. Good luck, now move out soldiers!" The other tree walked out but I still stood there.

"Excuse me," I said.

"What is it Kevin! I told you to move out!"

"Sorry, but has there been any news about the whereabouts of my brother."

"No, not yet. But he's resourceful I'm sure he'll turn up."

"Yes, I'm sure he will, in time." I turned to leave.

"And Kevin, don't mess up again. No prisoners, shoot first ask questions later. This mission is far too important to mess up. If we capture that base and all the files there we will be well on our way to putting an end to the NSF."

I bowed, "As you wish."

"And call me sir from now on, don't think I haven't noticed that you try to avoid doing that!"

"I haven't tried to avoid anything but I still don't call anybody sir, at least someone who doesn't deserve to be addressed as such. Good day." I walked out of the door and followed the others to the helicopter waiting for us outside.