Secret Missions
TC-C-001

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Cecil drove his vehicle at the speed of splitting the asphalt road leading to Boston.

Cecil plans to visit the residence of Adrian Axton. Cecil feels that this is the only way and only Axton can help him.

They speak in English.

"I must have gone completely crazy. Even I had to go to that psychopath. However, I have high hopes for you, Axton," muttered Cecil as he glanced from the rear-view mirror where William was still lying unconscious in the backseat.

The trip, which took up to 10 hours from Virginia to Boston, certainly made the former senior agent tired.

The sun is starting to sink. Cecil saw William still unconscious on the back seat.

Cecil can't help his sleepiness anymore. He entered the rest area to rest for a while but only half the journey to get to Boston.

Cecil filled up with fuel and pulled over to park his car. The rest area is quite quiet.

As Cecil was removing the seat belt and retrieving drinking water from the container near the gears, suddenly ....

"Agh! Ohok!"

William, who had regained consciousness and pretended to faint, used the chains from his handcuffs to snare his senior's neck.

Cecil is shocked and holds William's hand tightly trying to release the trap that would kill him.

Cecil thrashed trying to put up a fight. His right hand was holding a bottle of reflex and immediately he swung backwards.

THE DUAKK! DAKK! DAKK!

"Aghhh!" william groaned as his right side head was hit hard with the glass bottle of drinking water until he felt pain and dizziness in his head.

William was dazed for a moment. Cecil felt if the snare on his neck weakened. Quickly, Cecil rewinds his car seat until William is pushed back and returns to the middle seat.

Cecil immediately lowered his body and broke free from the chains with both hands.

He pulled the chain so strong that William was pulled forward and fell down to his face hit the dashboard of the car.

THE DUAKK!

BRUCK!

Again, William fainted. Cecil hit his head again with his drinking water bottle right on his back head.

Cecil's breath was piqued. He grabbed her sore neck and gulped down water from her glass bottle, which turned out to be quite tough, not even cracking.

"Hemm, this brand of drinking bottle is good. I'll buy more" he said praising the glass bottle.

Cecil's breathing began to stabilize, he regained his composure. Cecil looked at William closely. He put the bottle again and pushed William's body to be broken down.

Cecil got out of the car and moved to the back seat. He sat down beside William's head. Cecil examined William's entire body like he was looking for something.

He gets William's phone and tries to open it, but can't. There was a special password and he was sure only William knew.

Cecil accidentally returned the phone to his pocket because he was curious who sent the junior to kill him.

Cecil saw the iron necklace that William was wearing. Cecil's forehead is wrinkled. He tried to observe the necklace carefully and grabbed it.

"This song ... Oh, wha? Hasn't this thing been removed? Why does anyone still make it? Did anyone copy it? Vespers? Wait ...," said Cecil screeched with his eyes fully rounded.

It looks like he's thinking something.

"Vesper is known to be clever in duplicating an object and then developed. It's a different kind of original. Must be The Circle. This object was first made by Lucifer Flame as a controlling tool for his prisoners. Did something happen between The Circle and those councils? Agh, shits! What exactly is going on? There must be something I missed," grumbled Cecil hitting the backrest of the car with a huff.

Cecil looked at William sharply. He rubbed his head gently and smiled obliquely.

"alright. Let's forget Axton. We have to go to him, even if I don't want to get involved anymore. May my sacrifice bring you back, Will," said Cecil seriously and drove back his vehicle.

Cecil's drowsiness and fatigue vanished after a fight with William. His mind also forced him to think hard to uncover the true events. There were many assumptions in the old woman's mind.

Cecil had an intention to meet Axton. He went elsewhere to find out if the necklace attached to William's neck was as he thought it was.

But suddenly, Cecil saw the movement from behind shrubs and trees in the darkness where he felt being stalked.

Cecil raised both hands up slowly by forming a pattern like a triangular roof.

"I want to meet Madam. I'm TC-C-001" said Cecil loudly with his eyes fixed on the movement on his left right.

"Harrath ...."

Cecil was surprised even to the point of taking a step back. He saw two men with Indian-like ornaments, but covered their bodies and heads with black bear fur. Cecil gulped and tried to remain calm.

"I want to see Madam. Let me meet him" he pleaded, kneeling with both hands still forming a triangular roof.

The two men still aimed the long-barreled rifle at Cecil's body and approached him slowly barefoot.

One of them approached the car and peeked. The man was shocked when he saw a man pass out with an iron necklace around his neck.

The man then spoke to the other man in a language that Cecil did not understand. The man who pointed the gun at Cecil nodded in understanding.

"You're welcome" he said in a heavy voice.

Cecil nodded and stood up slowly. The two men got into the car with Cecil driving.

The car drove slowly through a small forest with asphalt roads that can only be passed by one car until it met a castle in the middle of the forest.

The two men descended and took William. Cecil went down and continued to raise his hand upwards forming a triangle like the roof of a house.

Cecil follows two men who carry William as they enter the old house.

Once inside, Indian women appeared and one of them sat William in a wheelchair. The woman took William somewhere, but Cecil could no longer follow her.

Cecil remained standing in the same position, surrounded by people who looked like Indians.

"ID?" ask a woman who is athletic and looks tough.

"TC-C-001," replied Cecil calmly.

The woman's eyes narrowed. An Indian woman behind the mighty woman approached her while showing her the tablet screen she was holding.

"Cecil, CIA agent. The former more precisely," said the mighty woman clarified and Cecil nodded.

"Madam's not here. He was at his house. Is your purpose here because of that necklace?" asked the woman squinted her eyes.

Cecil nodded. The woman then ordered her men to examine Cecil's body.

The old woman was silent when she was searched. Two men who were with him in the car ransacked his vehicle.

"He's clean. Only firearms were found in her car and coat" the Indian woman said, pointing out her findings.

"You know the rules, Cecil. Hope you don't forget even though your hair is gray and you're aging" said the mighty woman.

Cecil nodded softly without offense.

"Please him until Madam informs him of his next course of action," the commandment of the mighty woman and the women around her immediately came to Cecil.

The old woman resigned when taken to a room with tight guard. Cecil is put in a room that looks less maintained. He was asked to remain there until further notice. Cecil nodded in understanding.

Cecil's room door was shut tight. The old woman breathed a long breath. He looked around and removed the coat he was wearing to the rear hanger of the door.

Cecil saw the equipment to clean the room. He immediately swept, wiped some things and mopped. He opened a wardrobe and his eyes closed for a moment.

There's a black suit hanging there. Cecil picked it up and stared at the writing on the front on the chest.

"TC-T-001. This .... will forever be attached to me even to death," he said looking depressed until his eyes closed.

Cecil changed his clothes with that suit. A long black shirt follows his pants.

Cecil pinched his short hair and put on the boots that had been provided. Cecil did not think that the size was still exactly the same as when it was abandoned.

He walked slowly closer to the long mirror on the side of the closet that captured the entire reflection on his body.

"Welcome back, TC-C-001" said Cecil to himself who stood gallantly in front of the long mirror with a flat face.

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