@goldnightstorm @rollynch-roman-empire
Secret Agent Trent Seven made his way through the base. His comm crackled to life, the familiar accent of his fellow agent Rhea Ripley coming through.
“Geez Trent, you’re lucky Pete and Tyler are too busy right now. You know they would be concerned with you missing,” Rhea said. Trent rolled his eyes and pulled his gun out of his holster, raising it slightly.
“Adam Cole took Mandy, I need to find her,” he said. Rhea sighed, “Fine. Just call if you need an extraction, got it?”
“Copy that,” Trent said before slipping his comm out of his ear and continuing through the base. Eventually, Trent made it to a door and kicked it open. His girlfriend, Mandy Rose, was sitting in a chair tied up.
“Mandy!” Trent shouted, nearly stepping in. Mandy’s head shot up and she met Trent’s eyes, hastily shaking her head. Trent paused, frowning. Mandy was bloody and bruised, a red towel shoved into her mouth.
“Mandy,” Trent repeated, starting to step towards her, but again, Mandy shook her head. This time, Trent examined the room and stiffened. Pointing straight at the door was a shotgun, hooked up what looked like some string. Looking down, Trent saw the trip wire and carefully stepped over it. Stepping to the side and out of the line of fire from the shotgun, Trent carefully made his way to Mandy and freed her. From behind him, Trent heard some slow clapping. Turning, Mandy still behind him, Trent saw the familiar figure of Adam Cole standing there, a smirk on his face.
“Why did you take Mandy, Cole?” Trent growled. Adam just smirked, shrugging.
“Me and the boys needed a new plaything,” he said, his tone taunting. Trent raised his gun, pointing it straight at Adam’s head.
“Shoot me and you know that Kyle, Roddy, and Bobby will find you. And kill you,” Adam said. Trent just smirked and flicked a button on his gun, shooting Adam in the head. Adam collapsed onto the ground, his veins slightly turning blue. Trent sighed, tapping his comms.
“I found her, Rhea. And knocked out Adam,” Trent reported. On the other side of the comm, Trent heard some typing.
“There’ll be a Quinjet waiting for you,” Rhea reported. Trent picked Mandy up, heading out of the base.
