Hey guys this is the first 1/3 of the story, so tell me what you think so far. I already have the whole storyline set up, but I would like to see what you guys think!
Hiadel
Bumping my head against the overhanging bar in the bathroom stall I nearly fell onto the tile floor. Using a nearby door handle I was able to get myself back on my feet. Walking back to the mirrors in the bathroom I looked at my reflection. My dark hair folded over the frames I was wearing and you could see where a bruise was forming on my forehead. Dammit. If I ever meet the guy that set up this airport I’ll see to it that he gets what he deserves. Who makes the frames for the doors that small? It doesn’t matter though; I think I’ll be fine anyway.
Adjusting my glasses I walked out of the restroom and made my way down the terminal. Passing restaurants I watched as vendors leaned from Asian buffet tables with free samples and newspaper stands hawked their good. The terminal was filled with an air of business with all the short businessmen going on their way across the country to do their own separate things. All day it seems I’ve been in this mass system of transit like no other that can rout people from one point to another like ants in an anthill.
Finding my gate I went over to the check-in booth and talked to the young stewardess. Knowing that everything was going to plan I walked over to the cluster of benches near the gate and sat down and went through my cell phone.
It was almost over. All I had to do is board the plane and finish the last few stages of the operation. First I would wait until we had elevated high enough into the sky. Once we were over a certain coordinate I would kill the target, blow a hole in the side of the plane, and make my escape by parachute. Gliding down I would land on a small remote island out in the middle of the ocean. There I would rendezvous with other agents and head back to headquarters. It’s as simple as that. The only difficult part is getting the kill and jumping out of the airplane. Those two could become a real pain if I’m not careful.
Going through the pictures on my cell phone I saw the picture of the target. It was the daughter of a guns dealer. She was on vacation out here in the east and she was on her way back home. With long brown hair and white skin, I didn’t think finding her in this airport will be too much of a challenge. She’s not going to put up much of a fight, but I have to be on my guard in case something out of the ordinary happens.
Looking at my luggage I made sure I had all my tools. The suitcase with a needle and poison was resting against to my leg. On my other side was a small duffle bag with some explosives that would blow the hole in the side of the plane. If I really needed anything more to do the job I also had a bundle of fishing wire to use to strangle her if worse came to worse packed in the suitcase.
Scanning over the terminal I found her sitting over in a corner near a stone pillar. She had her legs crossed and a newspaper open in her lap. Good, now I just have to wait to get on the plane. Glancing at an electronic clock on the wall I saw that I had about an hour. Just enough time for a nap. Closing my eyes I let the bustling terminal around me fall away as I drifted away into sleep.
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“Last call for flight 5483 to Canada. Please check in now.” one of the stewardesses said over the intercom.
Jolting up I realized that I was almost late. I hadn’t even signed in! Running over to the check in I talked to the stewardess.
“Sir, you’ve already signed in.”
“Really?”
As if I were playing a joke on her she glanced up at me from her computer screen “Yes, really, sir. Now go have a seat, the flight will be boarding shortly.” Turning back from her I took a seat with my things. That’s so strange. I could have sworn that I haven’t signed in yet for the flight back home. Adjusting the glasses I had on I looked over at people near me who were going to be riding the flight. There were a bunch of Asian people sitting near of the bench with their cell phones out texting out some business email. On another bench I saw a small family gathering their things together for the flight. I was so happy they didn’t have a baby with them! If there’s one thing I hate about flying its babies. Once they start crying they don’t stop, and the only thing worse than that is if you’re the unlucky guy that gets to sit next to the family with a baby.
Turning my head a little farther I was able to see the only other non-Asian person on the flight. There was this girl sitting in the corner with a newspaper open on her lap. She had on a pleasant smile with an outfit to match it. From the looks of her tan I can tell that she’s been spending the last few days by the pool. I guess I’ll have to talk to her on the flight. I wonder what her name is.
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Waking up from my nap I realized that the flight was about to board. The stewards opened the door to the boarding ramp and motioned for us to stand up and make our way onboard. Grabbing my things I made my way to the boarding ramp and got onto the plane. Walking through the tight corridor I made sure to place the suitcase filled with explosives away from the daughter’s seat. Tucking it away into the overhead compartment I went further down the aisle to find my seat. Sitting down I saw her sit down three rows in front of me. Good, this should all work out. She’s in a perfect position for the kill. I’ll just fake like I need something in the overhead compartment above her and start scrambling around my suitcase for the poisoned tipped needle and when she looks away I’ll jab her. The explosives will be timed so that right when I stab her they’ll go off and I can make my escape with my parachute.
I feel so exhausted though. I just want to lay back and sleep. I can’t though; I need to get this job over with. It’s there for the taking, I just have to reach out and grab it. My eyes start to fight me. They open and close each time with more weight. The exhaustion has started to overtake me; I can’t seem to control it….
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Wow! They’ve already boarded the flight and started the plane, now that’s what I call service. Looking around me I saw that that cute girl I was eyeing before was only three seats in front of me. Looks like I’ll get to have my little chat with her after all.
Once we got to a cruising altitude I made my move and changed over to the seat right across from her on the opposite side of her row. Looking into her eyes I could see that she was a little surprised to find another foreigner on the flight. Talking to her I started to complement her.
“I like your ring” I said while pointing to this gorgeous green ring on her middle finger.
“Oh, thanks.” She said, holding her hands out for me to get a better look at it. “My father gave it to me a few years back.”
“Oh, what does he do?” I asked, curious as to what this rich girl’s father did.
“He does something in defense, he doesn’t talk about it that much.” she said.
Continuing with the conversation we talked about our past travels and experiences. Looking down at my wrist to check the time I realized that I had left my watch back at my seat.
"Excuse me, I’ll be right back” I said, moving back to my seat momentarily.
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Putting my watch on I realized where I was. The plane was flying and the target was three seats in front of me. Noticing the time on my watch I also saw that the plane must be right over the island. I had to make my move now. Grabbing the suitcase I opened it and found the trigger for the explosives. Setting the clock to fifteen seconds I turned the small device in the case on and shut it. Turning toward the daughter I walked over to her quickly and asked her if I could retrieve something from the overhead bin above her. Turning once again I quickly opened the suitcase on the open seat across from her on the aisle and got the needle into my hand. The explosion came from the bag farther up towards the front of the plane and sucked a few of the other passengers helplessly into the sky. Turning around with the needle I saw her gripping her seat, scared for her life. It was time.
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Holy shit! I knew that letting girls get the better of you could sometimes blind you, but this was ridiculous! One moment I’m looking at her pretty face and the next I’m seeing her eyes reflect the death that is coming from the front of the plane. Grabbing a hold of one of the chairs I dropped the needle that was in my hand (why on earth did I have that silly thing?) and looked for something to save myself. Lucky for me a parachute dropped from the suitcase I was carrying. Picking it up before it was swept out the hole I strapped it to my back. Seeing the girl next to me panicking I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her up out of her chair. Moving towards the hole we eventually got close enough that it just sucked the two of us clear out of the plane.
With her arms around me I let the wind carry us out of the flaming plane and into the open air. We plummeted like a pair of rocks towards the almost completely blue surface below. Starting to see more detail of the ocean than I’d like to I pulled the pin on the parachute and we jerked back a little as the massive tarp came out of my pack and folded open to the wind. Gliding softly we started to make our way towards the only island I could see on the horizon. The woman’s grip firmly around my waist, I couldn’t help but let up a small smile. If this didn’t score points with her I didn’t know what would.
To be continued......
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