The Coalition...
Brief introduction :- (characters and plot)
CHARACTER NAME: Paul Thompson
AGE: 28
GENDER: Male
PHYSICAL DESPRCIPTION: Has a muscular frame
OCCUPATION: Ex FBI agent. Now a manager of a successful firm.
TEMPERAMENT: Calm and collective. In some ways bossy.
CHARACTER NAME: Stephanie Jones
AGE: 24
GENDER: Female
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Blonde hair, green eyes and has a good build
OCCUPATION: Paul's personal assistant
TEMPERAMENT: Gentle, and at times quite nervous and panicky. But has a
Composed personality.
SIDE CHARACTERS: - John Kennedy (FBI agent/head)
The Assassin (Anonymous unknown personal)
Plot:-
?Paul and Stephanie have been colleagues for over 2 years. They both share a professional relationship and Paul is impressed by Stephanie's progress in the firm as his personal assistant.
?Paul had been a secret FBI agent for 3 years, but he then quit the job because of personal reasons to become a civilian.
?Paul does not know anything about Stephanie's past. She was a CIA agent for 2 years but was wrongly sacked from her occupation. Stephanie was well qualified and a very skilled worker.
?Suddenly there was devastating news heard by Paul. The FBI's main building had been bombed, many agents died and several injured during this attack.
?Paul was contacted by one of his older friends by phone who he did not hear from since he quit the bureau. His name was John and invited him back because of these atrocities. Paul started to think about this offer...
?John asked if he knew anyone else who could be fit to become an agent. Stephanie was eavesdropping in their conversation. As she heard this offer she pounced upon it.
?Stephanie told both of them about her past and how she was unfairly treated. Paul backed Stephanie and pledged John to let her be his partner.
?John allowed her to join as he was the head of that sector. He then told them that the FBI has heard that the statue of Liberty and the Whitehouse are the next possible targets.
?They were allowed to pick one assignment...they chose the Statue of Liberty. They had to go undercover as civilians and only had contact by the codec which was a strapped communication device.
?These attacks were considered to be terrorists attack and the American president called the Special Forces in and put the military on high alert.
The Coalition... (The Story)
Paul strolled into his office. Other people were also getting engaged in their own work. As he walked in, he asked his personal assistant;
"Hi Stephanie, are there any new messages or memos?"
"Let me see... Mr. Smith called and wanted our company to sign his tender." she replied politely.
"Hmm...I'll get right to it. Can you bring his file inside my cabin?"
"Sure Sir."
Stephanie entered his cabin and placed the file delicately on the desk. She had a warm and vibrant smile on her face. Her face was gleaming and her long blond silky hair was obstructing her face, but she just gently placed it back by passing her hand through it. Her green eyes were as deep and clear as the ocean. Paul looked a bit glum; he seemed fed up and irritated. His muscular figure covered the window as he looked outside with a rather blank expression. It was a colourful morning the sun was vividly shining and there were clear blue skies.
"Here is the file you wanted sir."
"Thank you Stephanie." he said bluntly.
"Oh yea I forgot to tell you, I went over the application that Mr. Hawks submitted and it looked perfectly fine"
"That's great, you saved me from hours of paperwork."
"Anytime sir." she replied.
As she left the cabin discreetly she shut the door with great care so it didn't make much noise. She then tucked herself behind her workstation.
It was lunchtime. Paul went to the office gym as he usually did to work out. While he ...
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"Here is the file you wanted sir."
"Thank you Stephanie." he said bluntly.
"Oh yea I forgot to tell you, I went over the application that Mr. Hawks submitted and it looked perfectly fine"
"That's great, you saved me from hours of paperwork."
"Anytime sir." she replied.
As she left the cabin discreetly she shut the door with great care so it didn't make much noise. She then tucked herself behind her workstation.
It was lunchtime. Paul went to the office gym as he usually did to work out. While he was going he told Stephanie;
"While I'm gone, Steff take messages for me."
"Ok sir." she tenderly replied.
After his routine workout he marched back to the office puffing and panting though he tried to hide it, it was no use. Paul only started to workout a week ago so he was not in elite condition. He re-entered his cabin and switched the radio on for lunchtime news.
"Good afternoon listeners, today's special news transmission has been changed. There has been a bomb explosion in the FBI's main building", the newsreader had revealed this news in a hesitant tone.
"20 top FBI agents have been killed and 40 have been severely injured. This was considered to be a terrorist attack. No one knew who the main culprit is and investigations or on there way."
Paul was devastated by the news and switched the radio off in a hurried manner. He started to think about his former colleagues that worked in that building. He thought of how much loss this attack could have done. It was no doubt that this would have an immaculate affect on the people. The phone started ringing violently. Paul panicked and jumped as the phone sounded. He was reluctant to pick up the phone but after the third bell he slowly lifted the headset.
"H...H...Hello?" Paul answered stuttering.
"Black spider, remember me...?" asked the anonymous voice.
The voice sounded rather familiar and as the mysterious voice addressed Paul as "Black Spider", he straight away knew it was someone from his FBI days. Paul was intrigued and asked;
"Who is this?"
"It's me Desert rat, is anyone listening to our conversation?" replied the voice.
"No...no one is ...oh my god, John!" Paul shouted.
John was Paul's partner and both of them had worked on many cases together. They had not been in contact since Paul quit the FBI to become a civilian. But what these two did not know was that Stephanie was outside listening to their private conversation. She tried to breathe slowly, and tried to make no sound as them two continued;
"Paul, have you heard of the atrocities that have taken place?" asked John.
"Yea man, it's terrible news. How did it happen?"
"Don't worry about that. We need you at this moment in time. I am now trying to recruit old and new members to the FBI because we lost so many useful agents"
"I cant" replied Paul in a resented way.
"Please man, please..." John begged to him.
A long silence broke the conversation. Paul was thinking deeply about if he should accept this invitation or not. He also thought how much more intense and exciting it would be to go back. After two minutes John started wondering;
"Paul, are you there?"
"Yea... I don't know what to say."
"Just comeback we require your services."
"Hmm...okay, I'll comeback."
"O yea Paul we need you to find someone else who could fit into another agent's job"
Stephanie was still there listening and comprehending the situation. When she heard about this offer she straight away shouted:
"Me, me I want the job!"
"Who's that Paul?" enquired John.
"Stephanie is that you?" wondered Paul.
"Yes it is me Stephanie Sir, I would like to tell you about me."
Stephanie revealed her past to the two FBI agents. She told them that she worked in the CIA and was one of their top ranked officers. Stephanie had learned many skills from the CIA as she was trained there. She was sacked from her occupation because of a false accusation which left her in bewilderment. This left Paul in a state of shock because he never suspected that Stephanie was so capable.
"So can I please join the FBI?" asked Stephanie in a gentle tone.
"...I don't know." said John.
"I think she's perfect and I would like to work with her." Paul answered.
"Ok, fine you are officially with us now Stephanie. You two have to make a decision between what assignment you want to take... it is out of the Whitehouse or the Statue of Liberty." stated Paul.
Both Paul and Stephanie agreed on the Statue of Liberty. There assignment was to be normal civilians. John told them that the FBI has found something linked to the terrorists and they planned to place a bomb on the monument two days time. Their mission was to catch this bomber and detonate the bomb. Promptly the next day they made their way to New York and received the important and vital accessories to accompany them in this mission from the FBI headquarters. The next day their conquest had begun...
It was a wet and murky morning in New York. Paul and Stephanie were standing, anxious, looking at the skyline. The grey dark clouds covered the skyline like a blanket. Both of them stood there, it seemed as though both of them were waiting for something to break the cold silence. There was no eye to eye contact between them, it was strictly professional. Paul's cell phone starting ringing...
"Yeah, Black spider here what's up desert rat?" asked Paul.
"Is Black rose there?" asked John in a desperate tone.
"Yes she's here with me, what do you want us to do?"
"The name of this mission is the Coalition."
"Okay... but tell us our briefing."
"Both of you should start making your way to the statue. Use your codecs to contact each other but you both have to go separate ways."
"Okay, over and out."
Paul and Stephanie were ten miles away from the location, standing near ground zero. They pulled a taxi over and made their way to the renowned statue. Paul instructed the taxi driver to drop them to the nearest subway to the monument. As they arrived, they got off the taxi cautiously and looked around to see if anyone suspected them.
"Black rose, we have to go different ways, we will only contact by codec only when necessary." ordered Paul.
"Okay Black spider." she replied.
"I will cover the ground floor, you will be in the mid sections of the building. If I see anything suspicious or find any curious looking individuals I will inform you."
The two of them went separate ways. Both Paul and Stephanie had no emotion or sentiments on their faces.
Stephanie made her way up on the north side of the statue. She was dressed in casual clothes so she could camouflage her true identity. Stephanie entered the statue and stayed in the mid- sections of the building as she was ordered. It was a historic monument with a lot of impressive architectural work done, she was astounded by the sight. There was a huge crowd of people trying to take a good glance. There was great anxiety and buzz among the crowd. It could be described as chaos in an orderly and civil way. Paul was hovering around the entrance. He kept a close eye on everyone entering the building. He also made his way into the monument. He was covering the ground floor of the statue.
At 2.13pm, Paul saw a tourist who looked rather peculiar. He looked at Paul with a glare; Paul gave a snaring look back. He was heading towards the lifts but Paul did not see him enter the lifts as he had vanished from the scene. He informed Stephanie by codec; After two beeps...
"Black rose a mediterranean looking guy with a red shirt, blue jeans and a suspicious looking blue bag has made his way up. I lost him after the crowd gave him cover." informed Paul.
"Ok black spider, I'm on it now has desert rat contacted you yet?" she enquired.
"No he has not... keep your eyes peeled. Over and out."
Stephanie made her way down, she got a glimpse of them man Paul described to her. She started following him, without him getting any hint he was being monitored. His eyes were twitching, he was also sweating and looked a bit jumpy. After 11 minutes of continuous monitoring he placed the suspicious looking bag in a corner and looked around if any one was looking, but he was unaware of the fact that Stephanie had seen him. The anonymous guy made his way down through the stairs. Stephanie, in a hurried manner made her way to the bag. The sound of a clock could be heard through the wrapped bag. She slowly opened the bag with her nimble fingers.
Stephanie did not want to see this sight... it was a time bomb, and it was one of a kind because it was the AK106 and had the capability of destroying everything within a two miles radius. She quickly contacted Paul;
"Black Spider get that man now! He has planted an AK106 time bomb in the building. I will detonate it but catch the man you told me to follow."
"Ok I'll call for back up and get that man, over and out"
As soon as their conversation ended, Paul called for back- up. He saw the guy moving towards the emergency exit of the building. Paul sneaked up behind the man grabbing him and hand cuffed him.
"You are under arrest for act of terrorism, whatever you say now may affect you later in court." said Paul.
The man gave him a sneer and in a hint of laughter said in a deep Italian accent;
"My job is done and now you will suffer."
"Don't worry we have caught your bomb and now it probably has been diffused." replied Paul.
"If you catch one of me another, hundred of people like me will be born. And then we will keep causing calamities...trust me this is not the end." he proudly expressed himself.
"Take him away!" ordered Paul to his assistants.
On the other hand Stephanie was struggling. Her hands were shaking out of control. Then she stopped took a deep breath and continued. Stephanie took out her detonating kit, which she picked up from the FBI. Paul went up to assist her.
"Need any help?" asked Paul.
"I don't think so... I'm just trying to remember which wire to cut in order the blue one or the red one." she replied.
"I can't help you because this was not my field."
"All those days in the CIA should be helping me out now."
The clock was ticking... the mood was very intense. Stephanie knew cutting the wrong wire would cost thousands of innocent civilian lives and she had precisely one minute and 2 seconds to prevent this great massacre. These were enticing moments... the clock seemed to be ticking even faster but it was the pressure which got Stephanie hallucinating. Stephanie cut the blue wire out of desperation; she knew everything depended on the cutting of the red wire. She had 32 seconds left. She kept looking at her pliers, the timer and the fatal red wire. 15...14...13...12...11...10 the timer kept ticking and Stephanie was running out of time. Her hand reluctantly reached towards the red wire, as soon as the wire was between the two blades negative thoughts were going through Stephanie's mind. Paul looked on in a state of shock because he saw Stephanie struggling.
She snipped it...the timer on the bomb had stopped at 3 seconds. Nothing happened. Paul shouted ...
"You done it Steff! You done it!" in a joyous mood.
"Y...y...yeah I did it!" even she seemed in shock of this achievement.
"Come on lets report back to the headquarters."
"Okay ... lets go." replied Stephanie in a relieved tone.
The two of them made their way to the FBI headquarters. They met John and he congratulated them on their achievements. He also told them they had to go back to being civilians as they were exposed by the media.
"Well done both of you, you lived up to your expectations." congratulated John.
"It was our job it had to be done." replied Paul and Stephanie.
"I have bad news for you two... you both have to return to being normal individuals again because the media has exposed your true identities. So we think, the best thing for you two is to go back... and we will call you in line of duty if we need you again."
"But I want to stay here I enjoyed working with the FBI." requested Stephanie.
"Don't worry you will come back... both of you have done your nation proud."
It was rather disappointing news for both of them. They both walked out of the building and after a long time had spoken in a friendly tone to each other.
"Paul it was great working with you." said Stephanie with her usual vibrant smile appearing back again.
"You were a great partner to; I hope to work with you in the near future again."
"I hope so to." she replied.
They went their separate ways, and this time it was for good. The guy who was caught had committed suicide and this was devastating news. But Paul and Stephanie were prohibited with continuing the case and so had been sent to different parts of the world to establish their new individual identities. Paul was sent to Hong Kong to start a business of imports and exports. Stephanie was sent to Saudi Arabia as a UN representative. Both lived with new name, a new address and did not keep in contact after the Coalition was over...
Asif Ashraf 10MJC 09102001
