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Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 31, 2010
Jake Duvalk sighed sitting at a military train station in the Alpines, waiting for his new partner. He had just become an FBI agent and well... he was both nervous and excited.
Excited because he could finally do something that matters and get to use wicked cool weapons. Nervous because... well... When you think of FBI agents in action movies, you think of cool George Clooney or maybe even Sylvester Stallone type guys. The big bulky fighters who could probably wield twin M60's with no problem. Jake? Not so much. He was pretty short, about 5'2" for a guy in his mid twenties. He wasn't muscular either, infact he was somewhat pudgy, but not the B-word Fat. Just a small bit of flab. And he wasn't exactly that strong either.
So how did he get the job? Well, his brother Erik was one of the top FBI agents. The best of the best with over 29 missions under his belt. And was the polar opposite of Jake. However during a small terrorist attack, Erik perished but before that he wrote a will. Something he always did before each assignment. While no one knows why but in the will, he wanted Jake to take his place. Not that Jake minded. Most of his days were spent watching illegally downloaded anime and playing video games. Hell at least they gave him weapons training. Though if anything, his main job right now was to monitor the areas around the train station until they left.
Today's assignment was simple. Within a train is materials for a new prototype weapon, one that may change warfare forever. The FBI was there just in case of any terrorist attacks or some weirdos trying to snag the the cargo.
Jake pushed his glasses up to his soft green eyes and checked his Laptop and at the various cameras he had placed around the station.
"Nothing... yet anyway." Jake sighed and looked around from time to time. No idea how his partner would react to Jake. Mainly due to the fact that she was Erik's original partner in the FBI.
Excited because he could finally do something that matters and get to use wicked cool weapons. Nervous because... well... When you think of FBI agents in action movies, you think of cool George Clooney or maybe even Sylvester Stallone type guys. The big bulky fighters who could probably wield twin M60's with no problem. Jake? Not so much. He was pretty short, about 5'2" for a guy in his mid twenties. He wasn't muscular either, infact he was somewhat pudgy, but not the B-word Fat. Just a small bit of flab. And he wasn't exactly that strong either.
So how did he get the job? Well, his brother Erik was one of the top FBI agents. The best of the best with over 29 missions under his belt. And was the polar opposite of Jake. However during a small terrorist attack, Erik perished but before that he wrote a will. Something he always did before each assignment. While no one knows why but in the will, he wanted Jake to take his place. Not that Jake minded. Most of his days were spent watching illegally downloaded anime and playing video games. Hell at least they gave him weapons training. Though if anything, his main job right now was to monitor the areas around the train station until they left.
Today's assignment was simple. Within a train is materials for a new prototype weapon, one that may change warfare forever. The FBI was there just in case of any terrorist attacks or some weirdos trying to snag the the cargo.
Jake pushed his glasses up to his soft green eyes and checked his Laptop and at the various cameras he had placed around the station.
"Nothing... yet anyway." Jake sighed and looked around from time to time. No idea how his partner would react to Jake. Mainly due to the fact that she was Erik's original partner in the FBI.