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"Hey! Mister!"- The bell man says. "You are gonna have to pay the collateral damage!". I looked him in
the eye, he shuddered at the sight of my face,"I got no money! I'm broke don't you see?" I showed him
my empty pockets.The bell man clenched his jaw,"Security! Take this man outside, he is forever banned
from my bar" . With that two buff men grabed me by the arms and flung me out the bar. I found myself
shivering in the cold night air, soaking in a puddle of dirty street water. I stood up, and walked, just
walked. Before I knew it it was morning and I had reached a playground. All alone I cupped my hands to
my face and started crying. How did I get here? Why did this happen to me? .Then I started to remeber,
the unfortunate sequence of events that lead to my demise.
8 years earlier.
It was the warm summer eve and spirits were high and opportunistic among my peers. "We are gonna
become the worlds greatest spies!" Arger said. I chucked and hugged him(he was my best friend since
high school)" we sure gonna!". "Oscar,I can't wait to fight by your side,BFF right?" I replied with a sincere
smile" We surely are" . The Captain called us to stage one by one and gave each of us medals. I waited,
and waited and sure enough I was the only one that had not been called. My stomach sank at the feeling
of being the only one to not graduate, But I couldn't understand I did all rig- Suddenly, My thoughts were
interrupted by the announcer, "Everyone give a great round of applause to Oscar, the Highest ranking
student here at CIA's special forces agent training facility! Or CIASFATF for short." Everyone burst
laughing at the ridiculous name the announcer had unwittingly given. I nervously Passed thorough the
laughing crowd and stepped up and stood next to the Captain. " She looked at the crowd with a stern
face, and everyone immediately kept quiet," Oscar, you are given this Red medal for outstanding scores,
Showing an impressive ability in the field and for breaking nearly every record here at the...school. I
want to personaly oversee your progress, you are an extraordinary example to all the students here.
You may go now.". What ensued was virtually a standing ovation. I never felt so proud in my whole life,
A giant smile was pasted in my face. My heart raced and nearly could not belive what was happening. I
slept soundly that day.
Six months later
"Arger ,what's the status report?!?" he replied in a hasty and panicky voice" Our Aircraft is badly
damaged,we NEED to land immediately, or our engine will overheat...and explode". We were in the
middle of a war- torn Africa. Were there are War lords and cannibals in every corner and you want us to
land?!?!" Arger said" Yes". I took a beep breath, " If it's our best bet, then we have to do it".
I looked around the ground And there was no obvious place to land, just a bunch of destroyed
buildings.
So I had to improvise, " Arger, we are gonna jump". "What, are you crazy Oscar?!? We never trained forthis sort of "Mission Impossible" tricks, this is real life!" . I stood up and put the controls on
automatic,"We dont have a choice, I checked and the motor is near critical heat levels. We jump NOW" .
I took the parachute bag and stapped it on, there was only one so Arger Had to hold onto me for dear
life. I Opened the Airplane and a rush of hot air slapped me on the face, I looked down... And jumped.
"Open the parachute Oscar!" Arger screamed at me. But I knew from my combat training that is was still
too early for that. "Oscar now! " Arger shouted. "No, wait." I said. I held my hand against the pin, When
suddenly Arger pulled it and opend the parachute, we were still too high up in the atmosphere and we
started to spin out of control and very far away from our target. "Ahhh!, Arger what have you done?!?".
He looked at me and I could feel his grip on me loosening, Then everything felt like it was on slow
motion, His grip had completely loosened and he was free falling. To his death. Without the extra weight
on, the parachute gained stability.
I landed on a nearby building. BOOM. I saw an explosion from afar, it was our plane. It crashed. I said to
myself, Mission First, Feelings later. Thats the number one rule if you want to make it out of here alive.
I wiped my tears and steadied my breathing, Then I checked my tracker The target is south of here. But
first I need to look like the natives. I un-zipped my bag and took out a black robe with sandals. I was
infiltrateing a mercenary organization to gather intel on our enemy. I got down to the streets, armed and
ready for if anything went wrong. Soon after I saw two guys in front of a building. They were well armed
and seemed dangerous. I walked to them and spake to them in arabic. "I'm the new recruit transfered
here from central headquarters" . The two men noded but I saw them tighten their grip on the Snipers , there was a rotting smell coming from this place, that made me wonder... What were they doing here?
They asked, " Whats the code? " they asked me. "Tango 47 " thats correct. Good luck new recruit. They Opened the
doors and I walked inside, what I found shocked me.
Piles of dead bodies, maggots feasting on their rotting flesh, the stench was unbearable, I vomited, I couldn't bear much more of this... then I heard a voice whimpering... the voice was coming from one of the piles, "I'm coming! Help is on the way!"
"Help me..."
I removed the bodies that were on top of him and lifted his fragile body, I was amazed that he was still alive.
"Everyone is dead" he sobbed," Why didn't I die? " he took a breath" Kill me, that's the only way you can help me..."
"Are you in pain?" I asked him
"Ever since Fire destroyed everything I had"
" I understand, but first, do you know were he went?"
"After, after he burned my village proclaiming it would become the birth place of heros, I saw him speak toabout a place, 'New Horizon' thats all I know I swear" he whimpered he was in a lot of pain.
"Thank you" I laid him on the ground and took my knife, I sliced his neck, and he Finally was at peace.
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A Hero's Journey (Completed!)
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