Final Mission #1

A man walked up to his house in an abandoned ranger tower. Not much was known about this man, expect for two things. He was a very good assassin, and he went by the name “Phantom”.

The year was 2072. The world was changing. Humanity was at its peak. Phantom was retired. His life was just like any other person’s. Until one day, another man came along. He spoke softly, and wore a trench coat. Nobody knew him or his motives.

“So are ya still doin’ the killin’ and the missions and the doin’ stuff for money and whatnot?”
“No. Why would you ask? I’m just trying to live a normal life.”
“Well, I’ve got something very important.”
“I’m telling you, I’m retired. I’m not doing this anymore.”
“A shame. Because I’ll pay gladly- over 100 thousand.”
“…100 thousand? You can’t bribe me with any kind of money.”
“It’s a very important job. Many lives are at stake. Still going to turn it down?”
“Yeah, I don’t care. Get the police or the army or whoever. It just can’t be me.”
“Psh. A shame. Because the perpetrator just happens to be the same guy who cost you your arm.”
Suddenly, something snapped in Phantom. He remembered what happened all those years ago. He was overcome with a wave of PTSD and rage.
“The… robot guy?”
“Pretty sure. He has the same marking on his shoulder. A tiny little lightning bolt.”
“…you know what? I’ll do it.”

A helicopter landed not far from an oil rig. Phantom stepped out. He grasped his sword and began to head towards the rig. It was time for revenge.

The job in question was to disable a bomb planted on the roof of the main building. Phantom simply had to sneak up and disarm it. The door of the main building opened. He saw no stairwell nor elevator to get upstairs.
“Looks like I’ll have to use the catwalks,” he thought.

Phantom slowly crept along the catwalks. If he made a single noise, it would draw the attention of that crazed, robotic madman known as The Sniper. All was going well…

(wings flapping)

A single seagull landed on the railing. Oh, no. If it made a single noise, it was over.
“Hey,” he whispered. “You mind getting out of here?”
The bird cocked its head.
“Get. Out.”
The bird would not listen.
Phantom crept towards the bird in an attempt to scare it away. Why wouldn’t it go away?
He eventually gave up. “Get out of here.” He lunged towards the bird, not realizing the noises he was making. A single gunshot could be heard, and Phantom stopped in his tracks.
“Hello again, Miller. I have to thank you for coming. Without you coming, the wait would have been… eternal.”
It was the Sniper alright.
Phantom drew his sword as the Sniper jumped down onto his catwalk. He shot his rifle at an oil barrel, causing an explosion and destroying the catwalk. Phantom fell down onto a lower catwalk. The Sniper was nowhere to be found.
“Did you hear me, Miller? I am your end. I will bring you to your ultimate fate.”
The battle was about to start.

This was pretty good 👍

THAT WAS GOOD

did you get the reference towards the end?

No. Me is dumbass.

SPLATANA !!!!

can’t unsee it now