A teen agent kidnaps innocent victims so her agency can develop the mutant virus cure, but now her friends are the targets
250 Words:
I watch the dark-haired boy walk the street alone. His head stuck to his phone, not heeding his surroundings. This will be an easy hunt. He doesn't notice me as I sneak up behind him and jab the spikes of my stun gun into his ribs. His phone drops to the ground as his body stiffens. The power is up as high as it'll go. Part of me wants to see if his eyes will pop out if I electrocute him further, but I'm sure The Organization wouldn't appreciate me tampering with their new "blood donor".
I remove the spikes from his side and kick him into the wall. The force of the impact between his forehead and the concrete knocks him unconscious.
"You poor fool. Next time, pay attention to where you're going."
I grab him by his foot and drag his limp body into the alley. A car passes by a moment later. I sit on the ground beside him still holding my stun gun in case he decides to wake up before the extraction team arrives. I watch his chest to make sure he's still breathing. The last thing I need is for this boy to die on me. He doesn't mean anything to me; he's just another name on my list.
Right on schedule, the extraction team shows to collect my victim. Within seconds, they're gone. Another name crossed out of my notebook. The Organization is now one step closer to finding a stronger antidote to the Konadai virus.
250 Words:
I watch the dark-haired boy walk the street alone. His head stuck to his phone, not heeding his surroundings. This will be an easy hunt. He doesn't notice me as I sneak up behind him and jab the spikes of my stun gun into his ribs. His phone drops to the ground as his body stiffens. The power is up as high as it'll go. Part of me wants to see if his eyes will pop out if I electrocute him further, but I'm sure The Organization wouldn't appreciate me tampering with their new "blood donor".
I remove the spikes from his side and kick him into the wall. The force of the impact between his forehead and the concrete knocks him unconscious.
"You poor fool. Next time, pay attention to where you're going."
I grab him by his foot and drag his limp body into the alley. A car passes by a moment later. I sit on the ground beside him still holding my stun gun in case he decides to wake up before the extraction team arrives. I watch his chest to make sure he's still breathing. The last thing I need is for this boy to die on me. He doesn't mean anything to me; he's just another name on my list.
Right on schedule, the extraction team shows to collect my victim. Within seconds, they're gone. Another name crossed out of my notebook. The Organization is now one step closer to finding a stronger antidote to the Konadai virus.