[WP] One morning, you woke up with the ability to see true and false when written down. If it glows a golden color then it is true, but if it glows a dark color, then it is false. Out of curiosity, you go to the library and walk into the History section, and to your horror, all you see is darkness.
*****
Division Chief PointGuard had always avoided conflict and confrontation for as long as he could remember, no matter who got offended by this attitude. It was not pacifist, not by any means, even though he liked to call it that. He had no problem with orchestrating chaos from the background for example, that suited him just fine.
But the act of rising up against another person with abilities and dueling it out to the death was something he avoided with all he could. That was why he had taken up office duty even though his abilities tended towards combat.
Cowardice was his issue.
Growing up under parents who were already a notorious duo of field agents for the SCP foundation, he had his work cut out for him from the start, and big shoes to fill. Shoes that he did not want to fill at all, because right from the start, cowardice had always been a part of him as well. He readily avoided conflict, and was well on the way to living a normal life before his abilities manifested.
The pressure doubled instantly, and the burden was so heavy to bear, but he had to do it. He was more afraid of what people would say, and what his parents would think of him, and how much shame it would bring them if he became a flop in the Foundation.
He joined the Field Agents and worked with them as a mission leader. It seemed he was a successful one too. His abilities were not all too offensive on their own, but when he was in a group with other agents, he could go as wild as he wanted.
It was clear that he was a good agent on the fields, but just a team player. Despite all the limitless opportunities his abilities represented, Hus mentality was a bar that prevented him from.achieving many kills, or succeeding in capturing hostile anomalies. Against someone like Flames, he and his whole unit would have been dead within seconds.
After two years as a field agent, he decided to drop the act, the dear of his parents and what not, and focus on what was best for the Foundation. The decision was met with disappointment, but that was because everyone already knew that he could not be what they wanted him to be. At best, he would remain a master strategist, even from the sidelines where he was confined to.
And even then, he felt intimidated and annoyed by Meek and Mill. The direct opposite of what he was. He had more talent, and his ability was definitely more powerful, but all the other qualities required to be a part of the field agents were what they had that he lacked. Because of that, the distance between them was wide, and they, especially Kill, never failed to shove it in his face.
That was why it was such a joy for him to finally see them being hunted down to death, and even now, as he stepped out into the field for the first time in a while, he was excited about this conflict. He had a point to prove and a vendetta to settle, and of course, a man to kill.
"Let's go."
*****
Mill knew he was going to come himself. Nobody had ever explained PointGuard's ability to him, but they always said that he was a deadly force hen accompanied by other agents, and that it was near impossible to handle him in that situation, except for the general handicap he as, being that he did not have the mindset of one who was inclined for combat.
"No matter what he's bringing, if he can't put up a good offense, then he's nothing. I can handle the other agents if I have to, and then take my time to kill him properly. There's no need to rush this, since Flames isn't running," Mill mumbled to himself as he got into the car and started circling the city once more.
He'd done this several times each day, looking out for SCP Foundation agents. He knew that the only ones on the road would be the onesnout to get him in a confrontation - that is, PointGuard and his men
When he saw the black Bentley, he smiled. They took the bait, and they drove into the outskirts of the city for a proper showdown.
*****
"Well, well. Look who decided to honour my secret invitation and come out! It's my former employers!" Mill said, smiling with his arms wide open. "Group hug for old times? No? Alrighty then. Since I know that there's not a single chance of salvaging the situation or undoing the damage done, I guess this meeting is on the basis of punishment and retribution?"
"You talk too much for a field agent. Probably why you got clapped by a little girl twice. If you're ready to die, the let's start!"
The four men that came with PointGuard readied themselves for an experience which they knew nothing about, and one side wouldnot leave that area alive.
*****
TO BE CONTINUED.
