INTRO Ok so I failed my lotr fan fic but now I'm going to try to write my own story. I'm going to post it on fanfiction.com. Now you may recognize that that's Ethan Hunt up there but pretend its not this is going to be an action packed spy thriller. And so we begin... •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• INTRO The resounding clank of metal boots boomed throughout the facility. All around the hissing and clanking of powerful machinery reverberated in the large metal room. Blinding white facility lights filled the area and cast strange shadows as a tall man in a trench coat walked swirly and determinedly down a cold, metal catwalk. He approached a short bald headed man in a white lab coat holding a clipboard who was engrossed in his work, which included typing furiously into a Mac. "Report" the baldheaded man jumped and let out a squeal dropping his clipboard. "Oh! ... So sorry sir! ... I uh..." "Spit it out." The man spoke with a faint English accent and his voice was both quiet and deep at the same time. "We are right on schedule sir. We should have our first warhead by next week." The bald headed man wiped some sweat from his brow, obviously uncomfortable under this mans stare. "Good. Make sure nothing goes wrong." The man turned on a heel and walked away swiftly, his boots making the same clank as before. Hidden up in the metal rafters of the facility, hidden in the shadows crouched a man in a black jump suite. His eyes darting rapidly to and fro, a small handheld camera in his hand. "Now we have something on Efton." He muttered under his breath. He began slowly moving across the rafters. He silently dropped down onto the catwalk, arching his feet to mute the impact. Here came the most fragile part of his plan. He had to move quickly. It was here he was most exposed. At first glance he could be easily mistaken as a security guard but one glance could also reveal that he was missing the security guards trademark badge. He got a few glances from the scientists below but most were accustomed to the guards that made constant rounds around the facility. His hopes soared as he finally reached the automatic door that was near his exit point. But to his utter horror, a guard stepped out of the automatic door. The guard looked up uninterestedly, but his eyes widened as he noticed the missing badge. The agent whipped his gun out of his holster but the guard had enough time to hit the emergency lock down button. Alarms blared throughout the compound. The agent fired a quick shot into the mans skull and took off sprinting. Other guards poured from doors below. Machine gun fire clatter against the catwalk below his feet. More guards came from doors behind him and in front. He squeezed off three shots, downing two guards and dove off the catwalk. He tuck and rolled to break the impact and was instantly on his feet. He took off, ducking and weaving among the many machines and equipment all the while dodging bullets. He burst out into the open near his only exit. He slid toward the door. He knew he was dead before the bullet hit him. His mind wandered home. To his wife. His kids. Even his dog. His head hit the floor with a longing smile. The man in the trench coat lowered his hand gun as the security rushed up to him. "This better not happened again." The man stared at the agents dead body. "Or you'll end up like him." He turned and walked away... •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• What did you think? suggestions welcome. I really appreciate you reading this XD