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Code Black

“Code Black: A term used within the former AMI now Black Banner Intel agency which is a death warrant order reserved for rouges agents, assassins, and contacts, once the order is send it cannot be voided. The only group of agents that can carry out a code black order is specialize trained and modified “ghost” agents that don’t exist in any database or have no lives outside of their jobs.”

Hong Kong International Airport

Agent Hunt (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/53c279da.jpg) passes thou customs without a problem under the assumed identity of Michael Peterson, from USA. He walked out from the terminal and looked around for his contact; he was wearing his trademark a brown leather coat, while wearing a black button up shirt, black pants and ray-ban sun glasses. He saw a man dress with a khaki business coat, a white button up shirt and khaki pants. It took a few moments for Agent Hunt to dig into his photographic memory to see who was this agent and was he a code black or his Black Banner Intel contact in Hong Kong. This took only a mere matter of moments, Agent Hunt smiled and walk up to the man and said in American English accent..

“ You must be the business rep for Hong Kong, its pleasure to meet you, Mister Jim.”

The man smiled and replied in American English accent “Ah its pleasure to see you Mister Peterson, Company Headquarters has just fill me in that you coming here a few hours ago…now please come with me, I don’t want to pay the late fee for parking too long..”

Agent Hunt nodded and pick up his two suitcases and follow Jim to his car which was a Blue 2002 Honda Civic. As soon they got in car and pull out of the airport, Agent Hunt remarked
“ Its good to meet you, Agent Shotgun Jim (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/867bfb80.jpg).”

Jim replied “ Same goes here Agent Hunt…yet it would have been nice if Faruq give me heads up earlier and all he told me is that you will know me.. Typical Faruq.. Bah”

Agent Hunt smiled and said “I didn’t spend two years at the “desk” just doing paperwork my friend…its good thing I have a good photographic memory...”

“So where to?” asked Jim

“Take me to Crazy Eyes place…I assume you know where it is?” asked Hunt

Jim smiled and said “ You assume correctly…we shall be there shortly..”
Then he looked out the window at the streets as they pass by. Something caught his attention, he turn to Jim and said “Give your pen and stop here, if I don’t come back in four minutes, get the hell out of this area and don’t look back.”

Jim quickly pulls over and hand Hunt a fountain pen, Hunt nodded and got out of the car. He headed straight into a used electronics shop, which hardly had any customers. It was really a front for rouge ex AMI contact who was selling old AMI surveillance tech, for the Black Banner Intel Agency this little side operation had to taken of. Agent Hunt made show work of the contact by ambushing him as he reached up the shelves to show Hunt some equipments. Right that moment Hunt jump at the Contact and stab him with fountain pen in the Jugular vein, which killed him within moments. It the whole matter took 2 minutes. He just walked out of the shop and took a seat in the Honda Civic and remarked to Jim

“So yea about the fountain pen…how about I get you a new one..” Then he show the bloody pen to Jim

“Don’t worry about it…your only in the county for barely a hour and you already killed someone..mine you to get work rather fast don’t you?” Remarked Jim as he pull out of area and returned to driving to Crazy Eyes place

While on the way, Hunt ask for Jim to stop the car five more times, during theses Hunt took out five more ex- AMI contacts, who were operating small run down business fronts in the poorer parts of the city.

After the sixth killed, Jim remarked “You know it normally takes a half hour to reach Crazy Eyes place from the airport..but if you like this around about way which we spend an hour and half of driving around, we can keep doing this..if you want.”

Agent Hunt smiled and put his shoe laces back on his shoes. Then he replied “ This was just a warm up run, besides right before I left New Delhi one of my contacts by the name of Agent Nader, give me my first mission assignment…besides its to give heads up to the local ex Intel agents notice..”

“ I see..” remarked Jim

A few minutes later they pull up to Crazy Eyes Private investigations office, which was in a semi reasonable part of town. Agents Hunt and Shotgun Jim entered the office, they first saw Agent Frank Martin (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/5053f8ff.jpg) and Agent Crazy Eyes (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/buscemi.jpg) were running the front desk. Their two other partners were out in the field, doing a job for a client.

Frank Martin smiled and said “ Well well Shotgun Jim , how you been lately…whos your friend?”

Shotgun Jim just smiled and said” I am well..why don’t you ask him?”

Frank Martin looked him and said “ Explain yourself or I’ll break your ass and send down the catacombs and let the crab heads get you”

Agent Hunt just smiled and said” The Tailor is around, don’t turn around.”

Crazy Eyes were apparently high off some kind of drug, manger to come out of it and he said “ Its about time….took your guys long enough to get here..”

Frank realize who this guy was and just nodded along

Agent Hunt just smiled and said” All good things take time…” He looked around and remarked “ Where is Agents Grace and Toyotomi, out on a job I presume?”

Crazy Eyes nodded and said “Yes they are…so I take you know who we are and etc?”

Agent Hunt replied “ You assume correctly….all four of you are deep cover agents that have standing orders to help the local Intel agencies on keeping a eye on the local organize crime groups to prevent another gang war from happening in Upper Xen and the Imperium..but on the record your retired…so I believe you have a package for me.”

Crazy Eyes smiled and said “ You do your homework…Frank give him the package” Then Frank got up and went in the back to get the package. He quickly reappeared and handed Agent Hunt the rather large brief case.

Agent Hunt nodded to Jim to start the car and he turn to the Frank and Crazy Eyes
”Gentlemen it’s a pleasure meeting you, I read your intel missions reports…I must say Frank your handing of that crime boss in LA…and Crazy Eyes, it was always a interesting read to see how you handle those Russian crime bosses in Athens..before I leave, Faruq said hello..”

With that Agent Hunt and Jim left the building

“So you think…we’re be seeing more of this ghost?” asked Frank

“ Indeed…Faruq just send me notice, we be ask to help him in a number of missions in the near future..now excuse I need to baked..” replied Crazy Eyes

After leaving Crazy Eyes place, the pair drove to another part of town which was semi run down a area where everyone mind their business and didn’t care what really was going on. They quickly exited the car and Hunt pick up his luggage and his package. Jim led him to the his “home” which was a six story apartment complex, yet his apartment was in the basement with a entry and exit out of the public view, which allow him to come and go as he pleased. Jim explained to Hunt that Landlord has been paid off and hence he shouldn’t be worried the landlord coming for rent or bugging him in general. Hunt could care less about the apartment; it was a place to sleep and eat that about was it. With that , Agent Jim left him to set up “shop” and give Hunt the keys to the apartment. Agent Hunt entered the apartment quickly begun to unpack, when he opened the package that he picked up from Crazy Eyes. He smiled it contain all needed to carry out his missions and his first main mission to hunt down a few rouge assassins

”…my next week is going to be interesting.” Remarked Hunt to himself

Chapter 1 “Someone has a sick sense of humor”

Rule one of being ghost agent; always spend the first few days of your assignment studying who you’re facing, after studying who you are going to face, plan according…

In my case, I had two targets for my assignment, two elite assassins of the famed now default assassin corps…my… this is going to be bloody showdown…no ghost agent has ever been able to take on two or more assassins and come out alive…damn Faruq he really enjoys making things harder then they should be..

First part of studying of ones target, after review their services records and profiles, is to conduct recon. For this case, the targets work as mercenary hit men for the local area gangs, they tend to work together and have no base of operations what so ever. Typical bloody assassins never can stay in one place, yet this isn’t always the case for rouge assassins. These two apparently have a meeting place where they go meet their clients to arrange the “job”. Now where do they meet that is the question, after conducting extensive recon, the meeting place is an old abandon warehouse near the harbor. All that needs to be done is to arrange a meeting, which was done by putting word on the street. Surely enough, two day later they replied, they give a time and date for meeting that was all. This was in two days time.

Now time for rule two of being ghost agent; when conducting high profile hits never use guns or any other weapon that can possibility be traced back to you. In this job case, only flash bangs and bladed weapons can be use for this hit..which makes thing so much harder when facing two highly train weapons of death…in order to even the odds slightly..one must be ready to take two does of Adrenaline to be able to handle such a hit such as this..

Two days later “The Hit”

After arriving to the destination (which around midday), right before Agent Hunt even got into range of the warehouse itself, Hunt give himself two doses of adrenaline, which had a four minute delay before it came into effect. His weapons of choice were two flash bangs, two katana, and four knives. All were well hidden in his long trench coat, and no one would able to tell that he had any weapons on him. Now he is ready to go, Hunt move up to the door of the warehouse. He buzzes in and all he said was
“ I am here.”

The assassins replied thou the intercom “Come in”

Right that moment the door opened, right there and then the adrenaline kick and Agent Hunt the assassin killer came into existent. Within a matter of seconds he pull out his flash bangs and deployed them at once. Right when the flash bangs were going off, Hunt pulls out his katana and rush into the warehouse to conduct moral combat with his targets. As expected his targets were only shocked by the flash bangs for moment, they had also pull out their weapons of choice katana and were ready for combat. Just a two vs one sword fight insured. The whole fight seems to place take in slow motion with the high amounts of adrenalines in all three which allowed them to have quickly reaction times.

The assassins weren’t making instant kill blows they were working in hand in hand and constant making quick cuts on Agent Hunt, their goal was death by 1000 cuts and it was slowly but surely working. As for Agent Hunt took hit after hit from assassins, slowly but surely he was being overwhelm, not able to fend off all the swords attacks. But Hunt maintains his calm as he fought back and waited for the prefect moment to spring his next move. Soon a opening came when one of the assassins was lifting up his sword to strike, Hunt deploy his knives which was hidden in his coat arm and threw it and hit dead on the assassin throat and kill him within moments. This all happen within a span of a few seconds, while this all happen the other assassin made a direct blow to Agent Hunt left arm while he was focusing on killing the other assassins. This blow left massive cut on his left arm which knock off his knives and drop his other katana. Agent Hunt suppressed the pain and shifted his focus to the remaining Assassin. But this assassin was now fighting even harder with the death of his comrade.

The Assassin have begun all the sudden to do a series of rapid kicks, which blow after blow increasing more bloody, which forced had Agent Hunt on his knees. The assassin ready raise his sword and was ready to make the killing blow.

He remarked” Ghost aren’t meant to take on two assassins at once..now deal with the error of your mistake.”

With whatever strength he had left in him, Agent Hunt made his do or die move, he manger to another knives his coat while the Assassin was talking. He made his move right after the assassin spoke and was about to behead. He jump up and stab the assassin right in the heart, he looked straight in the assassin eyes with the eyes of deranged killer

“I am the agent of death for those who break the oath of loyalty….and here I am to carry out the punishment for breaking it. Now meet your maker, heretic!”

After speaking, he pulls out the knives out of the dead assassin and then he looked the bloody knife. Then he felt to his knees from sheer exhaustion. He was barely able to keep himself together; he was losing a large amount of blood and had a massive wound on his left arm. Plus the numerous wounds all over his body didn’t help, he could barely stand up. But he had to carry out the last part of the job which was to get all the weapons that one used in combat to insure the police don’t get their hands on it. He forces himself to get back his knife that was stuck in the dead assassin’s throat, after gathering his weapons.

His last and final act was to wipe out all remaining traces that he was there. After he made his way out of the warehouse, He pulls out a test tube full of a bleaching agent and threw it on the floor. Within moments the compressed gas was release it bleach the entire surface of warehouse, which insure no local CSI wouldn’t be able to identify his DNA on the bloody floor. With the final act done, Agent Hunt pull out his cell phone and press a number on it to call for pick up.

Within a matter of minutes, Agent Shotgun Jim shows up in grey Toyota Prius. Quickly Agent Hunt got in the car and Agent Jim just looked at him in sheer shock.

“ My god…you manger to do it…but damn you look like hell!” said Jim

Agent Hunt who was still busy suppressing his pain remarked “ Its not as easy as it looks…now drive to Crazy Eyes place asap…I bleeding petty bad and I can’t suppress the pain any longer.

Agent Jim nodded in agreement, and took the fastest route to Crazy Eyes place. Ten minutes later they reach Crazy Eyes. Agent Hunt looked around and remarked “ Pull in the back..make sure no one sees..us..”

“ Don’t worry I know the drill…it’s the damn clean up for my new car that I have to worry about fool!” remarked Jim

“Of couse..its always about the car.” Replied Agent Hunt

With that Agent Jim pull up to a back rally and parked the car. Then he run to the backdoor to Crazy Eyes place and knock it once. Agent Frank Martin open the door and Agent Jim explained to him the situation. He quickly got out and came with Jim , both of them help bring in the badly wounded Agent Hunt into the building. They quickly close and locked the door behind them.

Agent Crazy Eyes was there to meet them, he looked at Hunt with sheer disbelieve, he remarked “ I wouldn’t have believe it unless I see…this is history boys and girls we’re looking at the first ghost agent to successfully take out two assassins..good thing I am not stone out of my mind yet..”

Agent Frank remarked “ He lost a lot of blood..Grace and Toyotomi get in..help me with field dressing.”

Agent Grace (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/e01805ee.jpg) and Agent Asuna Toyotomi (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/01487c17.jpg) quickly entered the room with first aid kits and quickly went to work stabilizing Agent Hunt condition. But it was too late, Agent Hunt pass out from the massive lost of blood, the pain and the massive overdose of adrenaline in his system.

“There isn’t much we can do for him now….but damn he manger to nail two freaking assassins. But at the cost…does come with a high price wouldn’t say?” remarked Agent Toyotomi

“ But still he killed two assassins that does say something..” said Agent Grace

“ It says he is insane enough to double his dosage of adrenaline for this fight..now take him up stairs and set up the I.V..I’ll have to make a few calls.” Said Crazy Eyes

All three of them nodded and took Agent Hunt broken body up stairs into of the many rooms of the building. After they set up Agent Hunt in the room with I.V drip, they waited for a doctor from Black Banner Intel Agency. Depending on the location and the important of the division a doctor who was part of the agency is assigned to the area, In order to give medical treatment to field agents in order to avoid going to the locals for help. Within a matter of minutes, they heard a knock on the door.

Agent Frank Martin open the door and remarked “And you are..”

“Dr. Lindia Maxwell, Medical Division of the Black Banner Intel Agency.” said Dr.Linda Maxwell (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/c56fed2a.jpg) and she produce her badge to confirm her identify

Agent Martin said “Your Dr.James Maxwell daughter?!!!”

She rolled her eyes and replied in a English accent” Yes you bloody fool I am mad Maxwell daughter…well one of his daughters, but this besides the point now take me to my partient..we haven’t much time to spare.”

Martin nodded in agreement and took her up stairs to the room where Agent Hunt was in. She quickly opens her briefcase and pull out her medical tools. Without wasting time she got to work in stabilizing his condition, she patch up his badly wounded arm and the other minor wounds all over his body. The agents just watch and said not a word. Dr.Maxwell last act of treatment was to give him a dose of a blue substance. She remarked “ This should help him recover faster from his injuries ..And also put him in a coma for 48 hours to allow his body to recover..”

“Good…so when did get assigned here?” asked Agent Crazy Eyes

She smiled and replied “ 24 hours ago I was transfer here from HQ…Faruq said my services would be needed here..oh yes..” She pull out a letter from her coat and handle it to Crazy Eyes” Give this to Hunt when he wakes up…Faruq said he’ll know what it means.. and tell hunt that his doctor says lay off the bloody adrenaline in bottle for now..his body needs to recover from this overdoes…good thing that blue substance also helps in that field..now I must get going..my official cover is one of the embassy doctors..so call me when you need me.” With that she pack up and left the room

“Since when Dr.James Maxwell the loon of the then OI, AMI and now the agency has time for a family…” remarked Frank Martin

“Wait that was his DAUGHTER?” asked a very shocked Toyotomi

Frank just nodded his head

“ Hats off to him managing to have family…against all the odds..” remarked Agent Grace

“Bah, enough chatter..get back to work..we have other assignments to do…we’re deal with Maxwell paradox of a live another time..” said Crazy Eyes with that everyone left the room and allowed Agent Hunt to sleep..

Chapter 2 "when it rains, its freaking pours.”

48 Hours later..

Agent Hunt woke up, he rub his head. For the first few moments, he first organizes his thoughts then he got out of the bed and walk down the stairs of Crazy Eyes place. He came to find Crazy Eyes and co going about their business.

Agent Hunt said “ I am a bit dizzy and trashed out of my mind…semi out of it…my cloths are cut up…I now have the mad munches.. Damn it I feel like god damn high school nerd after getting his assed kick…”

“Welcome to the world of assassin hunters my friend..and as for the munches.its partly do to the fact that I was smoking some good weed last night..” said Crazy Eyes

“God damn it no one the place smell like pine trees when I woke up..” said Grace

“ Bah it best covers up the smell..” remarked Crazy Eyes

“Alrighty then…I best get going..need a change of cloths and get some bloody food..could someone give me a ride to my apartment..”

“ Why don’t you have a car..been meaning to ask.” Asked Frank

“ Its liability..it can be trace back to me, if some slip up happens..” replied Hunt

“ Make sense, I’ll give you a ride, I’ll already assignment in that area..so it won’t be out of my way..” Said Toyotomi

“Sounds good.” Replied Hunt
“Oh yes before I forget, the doctor ask me to give you this letter from Faruq.” Said Crazy Eyes and he handle him the letter

Hunt quickly open it and read it, he rolled his eyes..” Typical of Faruq…says ok good job..then makes the next assignment more tough…man this just keeps getting more interesting every job..”

“ I am getting the feeling you actually like your job..” mused Crazy Eyes

Agent Hunt smiled and said” You can say that again.” Then he turn to Toyotomi and said “ Lets go.”

After Toyotomi give him a ride to this place, He quickly washes up and changed his cloths. Then he did closer examination of the letter, the letter at a closer glance had a hidden code written into the writing of the letter. Agent Hunt quickly decoded the letter and wrote down the names of the targets for his next assignment. After writing the names and he review the names after reviewing them. He quickly reorganizes one of the names. Which was rouge agent by the name of Ivan aka former General Agent Ivan..his mentor in the ghost program. Agent Hunt wondered when did he go rouge..

Agent Hunt realize the gravity of the mission, he was order to kill his mentor, and six other rouge agents who were all part of shadowy security specialist company. That was apparently using old OI, AMI and agency techniques to help their clients in their shadily operations. Hunt was given two months to carry out his mission, the reason he was given so much time was the fact the rouge agents only meet once in two months. And the next meeting was in two months time, for now all that Agent Hunt could was review the profiles of his targets and form his plan of attack..

1 week later

When conducting a massive assignment which requires a number of targets to be nailed at the same time, it’s always a good idea to review their profiles and habits. Plus review where they meet in order to plan how to nail all them at once. The next part of the assignment is to create shopping list of what one would need to care out the assignment. Because of the fact, that I am ghost makes things bit more interesting in terms of a shopping list, mainly because of the fact ghost don’t carry much in terms of guns. Because of the chance it can be trace back to them, hence ghost typical don’t use guns to take out their targets, but for this case guns are needed to make sure the assignment is carried out successfully..and there is one place where I get the stuff I need without attracting some unwanted attention…good old crazy eyes place…

It was late at night, when Agent Hunt visited Crazy Eyes Place, when he just walked in the reception area and came to find Crazy Eyes reading “The Secret Agent by Joseph Conrad.”

Crazy Eyes looked up at Hunt and remarked “What brings you here, Agent Hunt?”

“ Just here to get some items…so where is everyone else?” asked Agent Hunt

Crazy Eyes nodded and said “Come in the back with me, as for the others they are on assignment.”

With that Crazy Eyes led into one of the back rooms and thought a secret passage to the arms locker.

Then Crazy Eyes said “ I believe have you figure out.”

Agent Hunt smiled and said “ Oh really?”

Crazy Eyes smiled and said “Adnan Sidran, Colonel, former commander of the 56th Bosnian Sniper Battalion, reward the order of the Black Banner for a confirm 200 kills in the Typhoon wars, and rumors goes you manger do 50 more unconfirmed kills, yet “died” in auto accident one year after the war ended as the public record states, now a agent for the Black Banner Intelligence Agency…oh yes goes under the name of hunt….well that’s Faruq give me in terms of something of a profile, since now your unofficially a member of my team..is anything I missed.”

Agent Hunt merely smiled and looked the arms in the arms locker, then he remarked “ You petty much all the details correct for my last alias, which I use as cover when I partaken in the Typhoon wars.…good job, herr Commissar of the Black Banner Intel Agency East Asian operations.”

Crazy Eyes smiled and remarked “ I should known better that was another cover for you..mind not to tell the others of my real position.since we’re being frank, I take you been in the Intel services longer then it appears.”

Agent Hunt took out a few handguns and looked them over. He replied “ Lets just say I been in the service of the Intel agency for quite some time..I am truly a ghost in the system my friend..at one time I was a sniper in Black Hawks Corp, meaning one man missions….then a assassin…as you said a sniper in the regular army during the typhoon war…and now I am officially a true ghost agent…”

Crazy Eyes smiled “ I take it that the original you is long gone..”

Agent Hunt picked his handguns out, two desert eagles with silencers. Then remarked “He is long gone..all that is left is just large number of alias..nothing more then that…So what’s with the drug addict cover..is something you pick up as misdirection from your days studying under the famed Dr. James Maxwell?”

Crazy Eyes remarked” We all have our reasons for why we do what we do…in your case…you’re the man with nothing of nothing and as for me, I am a man who uses drugs as an misdirection...so got what you came for?”

Agent Hunt nodded and remarked “Two desert eagles with silencers, two FN P90 Submachine guns with silencers, and an AK-108 with silencer.” Then he took apart the guns and loaded them into two large suit cases.

With that, Agent Hunt said “Thanks for the supplies Crazy Eyes.”

”No problem..just be sure to bring it back when you done with them…Frank Martin tends to get annoy when his weapons aren’t returned.” Said Crazy Eyes

Agent Hunt smiled and said “Will do.” Then he just walked out of the room, and load them suit cases into Shotgun Jim car, which he called ahead of time to pick him up and with that he went back to his apartment to put back together his weapons.

Crazy Eyes went back to reading his book and said to himself “ He is the man with truly no name, a man with nothing…but in reality he has something, but its all hidden with the nothing..one day the nothingness shall disappeared and the truth will finally appeared….one day...”

A few days later..

At Hunt apartments

Agent Hunt was busy fitting his firearms with the latest suppressor models to insure that the operation doesn’t attached unwanted attention. Then he heard a knock on the door, he looked up and said “ Yes?”

“It’s Frank Martin, who else would bloody visit you at 7 in the morning…”said Agent Frank Martin

Agent Hunt replied “About time…I’ll open the door.” Then he got up from the coach and unlocks the door. Then Frank Martin came in and he remarked “Crazy Eyes just told me, I been assign to a mission with you and Crazy Eye debrief me on the mission…sounds like something I would enjoy in partaking in.”

Agent Hunt nodded, has he closed the door and said” I figured just sitting around and doing recon work with Agents Grace and Toyotomi, wasn’t your cup of tea..besides I need fire support for this mission..alot of it.”

“Good to know..so when are we going to make our move?” asked Frank Marin

“Within a few weeks times..my contact will tell me when to strike…:”replied Agent Hunt and he return to refitting the suppressor for AK-108.

Frank Martin looked around and remarked “My..how Spartan of a place you have.”

Agent Hunt looked up and look around, his apartment little to no personal items expect for bookcase full of books which contained the Qu’ran and topics range from history, science to classics such as Shakespeare’s Hamlet..

Then he remarked “ Don’t spend much time here if any…I am always on the job so to speak.”

“ I see..its interesting to know the agency is able to recruit peoples from all corners of the worlds and at times all walks of life…why is that..you do ever wonder why?” asked Frank Martin

Agent Hunt putted the finishing touches on the suppresser and remarked “Its case by case really..but its mostly because of ideologically reasons and plus we’re mostly semi insane is major reason too. But its also because we believe that Agency isn’t a evil organization in reality its looking out for the best interest of the Black Banner Imperium and indirectly mankind in general, but to looked out for those best interest…we must do underhanded things..that are in the grey area..because it must be done in the long run to insure stability overall.”

Frank Martin smirk and said “Spoken like a thinker of the dogma..wouldn’t you say?”

Agent Hunt replied “Dear Sir…I am many things..and a thinker is just one of them..”

“One day I will figure you out, Hunt..” Remarked Martin

Agent Hunt smirk and said “ I heard that line so many times before and now I lost count..my aussie friend”

Then Agent Hunt cell phone start ringing,he quickly pick it up and answer it

” Hello” He listen for a moments and said “Thank you for information good bye.” With that he hangs up.

“So that was your contact I presume?” asked Frank Martin

“You presume, correct…there was change of plans on their part..they will meet in hour and half..We must go now. You did bring you car correct?” asked Hunt

Frank Martin nodded and the both of them quickly loaded up the weapons in the large suitcases, and then load them into Frank Martin Black 1999 Mercedes-Benz W140 sedan.

“So where to exactly?” asked Frank

“Near the docks, they meet in a rundown warehouse…my..I am starting to get annoyed with this recurring premise that rouge agents always meet in rundown warehouses, why not a nice office building or something..bah..I’ll tell when we reach..knowing our luck we’re barely make it there with 10 minutes to spare with rush hour and etc..” said Agent Hunt

“Righto.” Said Frank Martin and they drove away.

An hour and 20 minutes later..

“Ah we’re here..pull up over there..no one will see us.” Remarked Agent Hunt, as he pointed to the area to park.

Frank nodded and park the car, the two got out of the cars. Then they took out the weapons, Frank took the AK-108 with suppresser, desert eagles with silencer, and the FN P90 with suppresser. Agent Hunt took desert eagles with silencer, and the FN P90 with suppresser. After getting their weapons, they put on their bullet proof vest for protection.Then Agent Hunt handed Frank some homemade flash bang grenades and said“Should come in handle. Let’s go!”

Then Agent Hunt and Frank moved stealthy to the targets meeting place the warehouse.,they move to the rear entrance and they listen for their targets to confirm they are indeed there. They listen closely to ear if there were indeed seven different voices in the warehouse. Agent Hunt was trained in counting the voices in order to see how many people were in the building. Then Agent Hunt nodded to Frank to have his AK-108 ready.With that Agent Hunt pull out his 2 flash bang grenades and kicked down the wooden door and threw the grenades. Then he quickly pulls out his FN 90 while the Flash went off, and nodded to Frank to start letting loose the suppression fire, while they advance into the warehouse. Quickly with deadly accuracy, Agent Hunt gun down and killed two of the rouge agents within the first few moments of entering the wares house. But as soon he gun them down..the other rouge agents start shooting back at Frank and Hunt.

Yet Agent Hunt with pinpoint accuracy manger to take out another agent with Frank fire support. Both sides were using suppressors to make it harder for both sides to figure where the other side was shooting from. Since they were both using the old wooden crates as cover. But Agent Hunt had a trick to force to reveal their locations, he pull out another homemade flash bang grenade and threw it in their general location. Once the grenade was set off, he had Frank Martin give him cover fire, has he made a mad dash to their side with him gunning all the main targets in their moments of confusion from the flash.

Within a matter of seconds, all the rouge agents killed and the rouge general agent known as Ivan lay on the flooring dieing from his wounds. Agent Hunt stood over him and said

“Why?”

Ivan smiled and said “ We have an obsession with the grey area..grey becomes us..I had to break away, I have no regrets for what I done..by the way, good use of creative tactics…my old student.”

With that Ivan died

Agent Hunt remarked “ Good bye my old teacher.. We do not have an obsession with grey area..we use it to insure it doesn’t allow chaos to regien..just we use chaos to fight chaos.”

Then Frank Martin came” Come on, we need to leave now..the cops will be here any minute. With that Agents Hunt and Martin exited the building and drive away from the scene.

Then Agent Martin pull out a letter from his jacket and hand it to Agent Hunt. He remarked “ Crazy Eyes says its from Faruq and he told me to give to you once the mission is complete.”

Agent Hunt quickly open it and read, then he smirk and said “ Typical Faruq…says good job, it may appear that I assume to much in your point of view..yet I know better so bah you damn ghost..anyways lay low for now…you done enough work for the time being..more assignments will come in due time. For now work with Crazy Eyes groups on their assignments. That is all.”

“Fun fun…wouldn’t you say?” remarked Agent Martin

“Indeed.. “ replied Agent Hunt

Then the Benz disappears into the traffic of Hong Kong and return to Crazy Eyes place.

“Chapter 3 the secrets of the mind.”

Today not a normal day for the Black Banner Intel agency, the High Chancellor himself was visiting the head of the agency Faruq for what reasons exactly that was unknown. High Chancellor Bashir was quickly entered into the building and took the elevator to Faruq underground office.

High Chancellor Bashir walks though the hallway and enter Faruq office, he found Faruq reading his daily newspaper. Faruq in his typical fashion remark “ So why has Bashir the Hammer, the one who can ruin those corrupt officials political career via use of the board of review here? Are you here to give me notice that I a non entity has been summoned to the board of review or you’re here to give me some company and have some tea.”

Bashir smiled and remarked “Its well within my powers to summon you to the board of review..but I am not here to give you notice for snow at least. I am just here to clear up some oddities in the recent Intel reports, as one of the Sultan chief advisers its my duty to investigate these oddities..”

Faruq simply smiled and said “What oddities?”

Bashir replied “For instance..the Black Intel Agency section in East Asia, namely in Hong Kong has seem a jump of activity, which is out of the norm for the office. Furthermore there’s been a spike of code blacks being order in Hong Kong..which is out of norm once again. Given the fact that area only contains a few rouge high profile agents or assassins, it seems a bit odd. This has apparently warranted the need of a ghost agent to handle these code black missions, even thou the local Intel section could handle it without much outside help. So Faruq don’t try to use your old tricks of misdirection on your old student…tell me the truth. What are you doing a pet project of somekind?”

Faruq smiled and remarked “ My dear Bashir…you actually think I am conducting some side project at expense of the Imperium..oh heavens no..the reality is I am conducting major operation in Hong Kong to clean out the city of rouges ,traitors, and weaken some organize crime cartels, which requires a increase in code blacks and activity. Besides I have a protégé to test out in the field as a ghost…so far he is doing well if I must say. Mind you I am conducting everything by the book. “

“ Ah yes your protégé currently goes by the name of Agent Hunt, little is known about him since he is a non entity like yourself, but what is known in our archives which I manger to dig up is his parents were converts from North America, you manger to recruit him, when he was a major in the Imperial Army, sometime ago..that’s about it.” Said Bashir

Faruq clap his hands and said” Ah I taught you well..my student..most people can’t find anything on him..yet you manger to do it..But its mostly useless information at best isn’t it…I made sure if any info is found it’s useless…I have my reasons for making sure that there is no traces of any real information on hunt. After all he is my right hand man.”

Bashir nodded, then got up.” I got my answers, that’s all I need..but note this oh teacher…we’re watching your side projects very closely.. don’t mixed personal feelings with business..”

With that Bashir left the room and Faruq just read back to reading his paper.