Mission Possible?

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In the United States, there are many secret agencies that citizens are unaware of. One of these agencies is P.O.; they deal with the paranormal or other world-ers that travel to earth, also known as "weirdoes" to humans. One of the agents at P.O. is Trinity Sullivan. This is her story… "Damn it why do I always have to do the freaking paperwork?" Hearing a loud, powerful car peel into the parking lot, Trinity turns her head and rolls eyes. Yay, Jackson's here, at least he brought me coffee or else. A few minutes later she hears a knock, click, and then bam. "You know one of these days you're going to ruin my door, Jack." "Well good morning to you too little sis. How's my little Rinny this morning?" Looking up from her mountain of paperwork, she can see her brother holding out coffee with a huge smile. "I thought I told you not to call me that I hate it, oh and because of that I am transferring all this paperwork to you. You shouldn't be late Jacky. Oh and thanks for the coffee!" Trinity said with a smile while getting up and closing the door only to hear the front door open. Looking over her shoulder she sees Robert Jacobs, a muscular man of average height with dark brown eyes and short black hair. "Good morning, Agent Sullivan" Robert greets. "Oh, good morning Robert." "Rob is fine, Agent Sullivan." "Well then stop calling me Agent Sullivan and call me Trinity, okay? I mean you married my best friend." "I just love to tease you. Don't mean nothin’ by it.” His southing accent was punctuated by his words. Looking behind him and not seeing her best friend, "By the way where's Alison?" That's weird she's never late to work, she thought to herself. Rob cut into her thoughts, "Oh she's taking Sara to daycare." "Oh, well, how is little miss Sara Jane?" Jack said with a laugh, coming out of the office. "Oh, she's good, Jacky," Rob said bursting out laughing. Trinity couldn't help herself and found herself laughing along. "Rin I thought I told you not to tell anyone you call me that," Jack said with fake hurt. "I'm so sorry. I couldn't help myself; you call me Rinny all the time. It was time to get you back." Trinity said in a voice heavy with sarcasm. "Yeah, I'm sure you truly mean that." Then a voice came out of nowhere, "Sorry!" Trinity jumped and spun around to see who it was, "Oh, Allison you scared me." "Sorry I'm late, Sara just didn't want to go in." Allison smiled putting her coffee on the desk beside her husband. "Oh, that's fine. Since you're here I can tell you guys about our new suspect." Trinity started walking over to the conference area in the corner of the room. Everyone slowly followed behind her. Finding a seat Rob took a file from the pile in the center of the table, "What's the mission this time?" Taking a file herself Trinity’s eyebrows knitted together, "Alright, well that's different." She continued to look through the file. "What's the matter, sis?" Jackson questioned with concern, opening a file himself. Trinity looked up to see everyone looking at her, "Well, head office is not sure what our target is exactly. The target goes by Cale Livingston. He is a full-blown killer." Closing the file Rob questioned, "Well is he a person who kills one group or anyone he can find?" Looking back down to the file Trinity thumbed through all of the documentation the head office could give them, she paused, "Well s**t, this isn’t good." "What?" Allison questioned. Looking back up to her teammates, she huffed, "He kills shapeshifters but not all shapeshifters, just one type according to the information here." She rubbed her temples. This was not going to be an easy mission at all. So much for easy cleanup and minimal paperwork. She looked back up to find everyone staring at her. Jackson huffed, "Well don’t keep us in suspense, who is he killing?" She smiled, "Well let's just say I better watch my back. He loves to kill black leopards." Jackson stood up eyes turning black, "Well he'll have to go through a lot of people to get to you." Allison spoke up, "Well if you are talking about people who are protecting her yes, but if you are talking about black leopards themselves,” Allison paused. Trinity took over, "Sorry to say Jack but black leopards aren't born. They’re made. Black leopards are made by putting there DNA with a non-shifters DNA." "There must have been millions made, right?" Jack questioned. "Well…" Allison interjected. Trinity sighed, "There are only two subjects that were successful in the experimentations. I am one of the successful experiments." "What?" Both Rob and Jack blurted at the same time. Trinity sat in the chair next to her, this was turning into a longer conversation. "We were the only successful experiments do to something with our DNA, from what I understood it was only successful due to our alien genes. Which would be from mom." "I’m still confused," Jackson said. "I have human and alien genes, which is what makes the experimentation work. They believe that the combination of the human and alien gene is what helps the were-gene attach itself to the human/alien genome." "Oh, I understand now." Jackson nodded. "I'm sure you do Jack," Allison said with a giggle. Picking up the file again, she flipped through the pages again. Pausing on the last page, "Well this isn’t good. Turns out this Cale dude destroyed the formula to combine the were-gene to its patients as well as killing the doctor who made it. He also killed the other successful experiment, leaving me as his target." "How does he know who you are?" Jackson asked. "You want to explain it Ally?" Trinity sighed, sinking into the chair and closing her eyes. This was going to be an extremely long mission. She was the target and that was going to make her daily life extremely hard to deal with. She heard Allison start talking and opened one eye seeing her nod and smile and then look at everyone else as she explained what Trinity didn’t have the energy to. "All right, so this gentleman has to be an other-worlder for us to get involved, although what type is still in question. He also must have got the documents at the med center to be able to find who his targets are, which means he has connections or has a power that allows him to get access to these things without others knowing. Bu getting theses documents he knows everything about Trinity here; from the time she was born to now." "How was he able to kill the other experiment, I know the healing for you guys is extremal fast. You two would not have many weaknesses?" Rob questioned. Trinity sat up, "I'll take this Ally. Although I have my healing ability, there are ways to kill me. For my alien side yo would need poison. For my wer-gene, you would need silver. All you would need to do is combine the two together and hit me in a vulnerable point you would be able to easily kill me." "Well, what if he only does one of the options?" Jackson asked. "Well I would be extremely weak but I wouldn’t die as long as I was treated. The silver would need to be taken out as soon as possible. The poison that would be more difficult, probably an anti-dot." "Are you up to this Trinity?" Rob asked. "Well of course. I would never turn down a challenge," She said with a smirk "Plus I get to worry my brother to death." "Yep which is her goal in life," Allison added. Jackson stood with a smile, "Well alright, since it's almost lunchtime let's go eat and then come back here and do our research." He walked to the front door opening it for everyone, “Let’s go eat ya’ll.” Trinity laughed as she was the last to pass through the door. “Let’s do some Chinatown. You’re buying since you left all that paperwork for me to do when I got in this morning,” she said patting his chest as she went to the car. “Not fair,” Jackson whined, “I brought you coffee this morning.” Trinity smiled as she opened the door, “And now you owe me food.” She heard a huff as the driver's side door closed. She laughed.
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