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[DexlessToTheMAX]

Kassandra was sprinting down the sidewalk in hot pursuit of her target, James A.K.A mad dog. Normally she would catch her targets with ease, but this time it was different, her highly conditioned legs just weren’t enough, mad dog was gaining ground rapidly and she was starting to lose sight of him. They dashed down an alley way, Kassandra considering defeat eased her pace watching as her target disappeared into the darkness of the alley. At that moment an ear piercing noise flew through the air, Kassandra hit the floor like a sack of bricks, she was dead.

Rumors of an agent’s death flew through campus like an infection. It was the first death since the start of the E.C.A.T.T (Extreme Children’s Anti-Terrorist Task force).

E.C.A.T.T
A program created by the United States in 1999, a task force specializing in the gathering and arresting of Terrorists. Its major difference from other task forces is its use of agents between the ages of 12 and 18. These agents are considered to be highly dangerous, trained in every aspect of combat and survival tactics. The success of this task force requires the secrecy of its existence, for E.C.A.T.T’s biggest advantage is that nobody expects it was the child.

No details had been disclosed about the death of Kassandra, the E.C.A.T.T administrators had decided it was best if they gave as little information as possible. The news of a death could spread wide panic and may result in agents refusing missions.

Alyssa, Kassandra’s closest friend knew something was wrong, Kassandra hadn’t been back from her mission in over 3 months, it was suppose to be routine; insert, snag, and extract, no more than a month. She was starting to wonder if the rumors were true, what if Kassandra really had been killed, what would happen with E.C.A.T.T, would it be shut down? For most agents E.C.A.T.T was their only home, they had either been picked up at orphanages or their parents had left them to fend for themselves. She contemplated over different scenarios for hours until an announcement sounded over the P.A:
“Hello agents, all of your Period 1 classes or training courses have been canceled, instead you will have to report to the atrium for a brief assembly, please wait for your block of the building to be called…”

The kids filed into the large and eccentric atrium, it had a vast amount of art work across each wall, spreading as high as the fourth floor it was truly a masterpiece in architecture. The assembly opened with general introductions, but then the mood in the room changed with one word, unfortunately it only took one word for mass discussion to spread across the room. Unfortunately...unfortunately, the word hit Alyssa like a brick wall, she knew what was about to be said. The administrator tried to continue on hoping people would settle down, but the discussion grew louder and more urgent, so he started to yell, and began again. “…unfortunately we are gathered here today to announce the death of an agent…” he paused, letting that line sink into the group, and then he continued “three weeks ago today, Kassandra was murdered, we still do not know who the culprit is but we are working extremely hard to find he or she. Next week on Monday Kassandra’s funeral will be held in building C, we invite you...” he continued on, but Alyssa couldn’t focus on what he was saying, her best friend had died, how could this happen?

Alyssa lay awake in her bed, angry she wished it hadn’t happened right before her birthday; she wanted Kassandra to be there with her. Was it selfish for her to only care about her own birthday, not the fact her friend had actually died? It was 1:00am when she realized what she had to do, she sprang from her bed quickly dressed, grabbed some equipment from her desk and headed for the door. She checked the hallway using her snake cam then once she knew it was empty she slowly opened her door and nervously walked into the hallway carefully shutting her door being sure not to make any noise.

She reached the armory, at 1:15am she swiftly inspected the security and staff, and then stealthily knocked out the two guards without making a noise. After carefully setting down the bodies and stealing their identification cards Alyssa moved into the armory gathering weapons, food and equipment she might need. She spotted the key rack behind the counter and contemplated taking one of the cars, all E.C.A.T.T agents are trained in advanced driving encase they have to speedily escape from a mission, so handling one of the highly advanced government vehicles would be easy. She grabbed the keys to a black BMW, with bulletproof windows, side paneling, black leather interior and sleek black paint. She approached the car placed the key into the door when she felt a cold piece of metal rest on the back of her neck. It was most definitely a hand gun, as panic started to consume her a voice came from the gun man “It’s a little late for driving practice isn’t it?” there was a quiet whistle, as the silenced pistol fired through Alyssa’s skull killing her instantly, the limp body smacked against the BMW before towering to the ground. The gun man slowly walked away from the body clutching the pistol in his right hand, he was dressed in a black straight jacket that hung just above his ankles. He swiftly unbuttoned the jacket and holstered his weapon, then took off his jacket and holster and shoved them into a garbage just outside the armory, but instead of leaving the building he turned around and headed back towards the housing block. He was now dressed in official E.C.A.T.T uniform, while walking through the corridors he spotted the Overall Best Agent plaque, it read “For Outstanding achievement on both missions and in classes, Kassandra” the man spoke through is teeth, “Should have been me”.

Three Months Later, the P.A sounded , “We have officially called off the investigation of the two murderer's on campus, the file has been kept open if by chance any new leads are discovered, but for now we are warning all agents to be weary, the killer is still out there and he may strike again...”