11 December 2025, 9:03 pm.
"Robert Jones has reached his home. " A Secret Service agent looking at the big computer screen informed others.
A dark car drove through a normal neighborhood in the nightfall, on the front seat two men, both wearing the same suit, however the driver looks younger than the passenger.
The passenger named Robert, being bald with a brown chevron moustache, wearing black, glasses and suit came down from the front seat of the car.
He holds the same color suitcase.
"Thanks Oliver, You can go now. " Robert made a polite smile.
The driver smiles, he tips his hat.
"Have a good noon, Sir. "
By saying that the driver drove away.
Robert goes inside his small house, cement house. Inside, the doors open revealing a well cleaned, wooden floor living room. The darkness engulfed it.
Robert stretched, he started to walk towards the light switch.
"Pretty nice home. "
Those sudden words freeze Robert's body, he gulps, his mind racing multiple thoughts. He tried to move his head behind but.
"BAAM!! "
Someone directly strikes a metal baseball bat straight to Robert's face!!
He got knocked down, some of his teeth got separated, blood coming out from mouth, nose cartilage got badly injured.
Robert started to become dizzy, before he became unconscious he saw a human wearing a red cloak attached hood, a mask which has two hollow eyes.
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Sometimes later, Robert slowly opens his eyes, finding himself in a dusty small room. His face still hurting from the bat he started to look around.
Suddenly, he noticed two female dead bodies lying beside him, they got shot in the forehead. Blood dried in their face.
He recognized them.
Before Robert could react, the metal door in front opened. A man enters wearing a suit, holding a gun
"Arnold.. " Robert slowly said.
"Mr Robert. " Agent Black calmly said. "Your death will be important for us. "
"Arnold, why are you doing this? What have we done? " Robert asked in misery, tears forming in his eyes.
"You have done nothing Robert nor the Secret Service. It's something personal. " Arnold loaded the gun.
"Personal!! " Robert shouted. "You are betraying the country that gave you this chance. You are a traitor Arnold! Traito—"
SHOOT!!
Robert falls on the ground. Agent black just stares at all the three dead bodies present there.
"Robert and Jessica for Noah and Alice. "
He looked towards the other female one.
"That dumb rabbit superior is really gonna enjoy it. "
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12 December 2025, 4:37 pm.
Rabbit superior sits behind the car wearing a dress, hiding her face in a pink cap. The driver in front also hides his face with a hoodie to not get recognized by any government camera.
"When are we gonna do this? " Rabbit superior asked in boredom.
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5:12 pm.
A blue old car got carefully and slowly parked in the Pentagon parking area. An old lady steps down from the car, lightly holding a suitcase.
She slowly walked towards the entrance.
When she got here, she firmly gave her suitcase to the security guard present in the entrance.
"How's divorce going on? " She softly asked while confirming her fingerprint through a small machine present there.
"Nothing, to be honest I am feeling lonely. " The guard put the suitcase on the X-ray baggage scanner.
The lady verified her eyes through a scanner. Then the lady spoke.
"You should try to take custody of the child. "
After all that, the lady gives her card to the guard whereas she walks through the metal detector.
The guard handed him her ID after checking.
"I am not mentally ready to do the court bullshit. "
"Just be ready. "
The lady gave her a cheerful grin, she took her suitcase, continuing her walk inside the Pentagon.
"Thanks. Anne. "
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6 December, 4:30 pm.
In a big, close meeting hall-like room, a long wooden table is accompanied by many chairs, a projector screen in front.
In each chair sit every superior other than Superior Saint. Lord Yin stands at the ending of the table.
"Rabbit superior. " Lord Yin looks at her. "You would go to the Pentagon as Anne Miller. "
Rabbit superior raised an eyebrow behind her mask.
"You really wanted me to enter one of the most secured buildings during an attack which in the end just increased the security. "
"I know. " Lord Yin said peacefully. " Agent Black will change the fingerprint and eye-vein biometric authentication to her to you. You also are given a highly realistic synthetic face."
Lord Yin sat.
"Rabbit superior, the only thing you should focus on is to act like a sweet old lady. All the information about all the people working there shall be given to you for more efficient practice. "
Rabbit superior gulps in hesitation, Lioness superior noticed it. She put her hand on the rabbit 's upper shoulder.
"You can do it. " Lioness superior whispers.
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12 December, 6:48.
"My suitcase has two sections, one normal one through which my normal stuff, earpiece, glasses, extra clothes, gun etc. "
The rabbit superior spoke to herself while being in Annie Miller attire.
"But. The lower section is fully covered with tungsten, blocking the x-ray baggage scanner look inside it accompanied by the normal substance used to make suitcase so no one can get any suspicious. "
In front, Peter Hill and other high level ministers sit in the conference room. Rabbit superior stands outside, guarding the door alongside other guards.
She holds a suitcase.
All of the sudden, she started to laugh violently. Other guards shifted their focus on her.
"Do you mind if I take my medicine? " She politely asked.
One of the guards nodded.
The rabbit superior slowly put her briefcase on the floor, opening it deliberately. She stared at the normal section for a second.
At the moment.
The rabbit superior hurriedly opened the second section, filled with many flashbangs. The other Secret Service agent noticed yet it was too late.
TING!!!
The smoke filled the full hallway and inside the room in which ministers talk. Everything is covered in smoke, preventing anyone from seeing anything.
"No one moves! " Rabbit superior screams.
Peter looked around in the smoke, looking towards the direction of the voice.
Out of nowhere, he steps on the Anne Miller face mask. His eyes widened.
When he looked in front, he saw a woman wearing a black suit with the same color pixie cut and eyes. She holds the neck of the grumpy old minister who shouted to Arnold by elbow, gun in other hand.
"Don't you dare to move or this man is dead. " She gave the warning.
"Just leave him and the Secret Service will just throw you in prison. " Peter warned.
"You know when you said ten percent of the president 's bodyguards were our men. " She smirks. "Our men are still in this building, the fact is that if you didn't do what I ordered and then this Pentagon will have the same faith as the White House or even worse. "