Nicholas Alexander Green
Nicholas looked down the dark hall, at the end was a white door, and inside the room the white door led to was his boss. Supposedly a father figure to him. It was almost as if Nick was part of a gang, a high class gang, with odd gadgets to help him succeed. Nick continued walking down the hall, his eyes set on the door. His brother would for sure be In there, at his “father’s” side. John had defiantly rose to higher levels in his illegal community. For he had time to gain trust and success, where as Nick had been here for about three years, two of which took training, and this year was just small tasks and missions. Jon was Nick’s complete idol, and though his mission had possible extreme endings, like death caused to himself by his community, Nick believed Jon would protect him. Jon was his savior in his hell of a life. Jon was as successful as they get, and Nick wanted to be that too.
Nicholas entered the door and right in the center behind the desk was his Boss. "Nicholas, my son, my student, my.. protector.. Do You understand your mission?” Nicholas nodded "Yes, I have, I understand. I'm ready" With only two years of official training, many would think that Nick wouldn’t consider this mission, but since his brother had been training him since he was 13, Nick felt as if he were ready. He Knew he could do this.“Then on with you..”His boss said gesturing towards the door to exit. Nick glanced at his brother, whom gave him no look back. Of course not, this is work Nick, stop thinking about family expectations.. he told himself.
It was seven o’ clock in the evening and in mid October, few days until his birthday, October eighteenth. Technically this mission would be considered his fourth year mission rather than third.. but Nick would rather consider it a third year mission whether it went good or bad. Nick looked around, No suspects were in sight. Of course he had competition in doing this mission but it seemed easy enough, he had the muscles to fight anyone, and hidden weapons in his clothing and truck, of course. And anyways, he was stealing weapons today, if he got enough, he could use just a few and get away with it.
Nick drove up to the ware house that was a certain amount of miles away from the business. Nicholas never dealt with the arms deals, the prices for the weapons. He just gets a hold of them and receives a good amount of money in return. He parked in a forest nearby, so that his truck would be hidden in the brush. He slipped out and walked around through the forest for easy get aways that were still hidden from possible intruders, much like himself. After moments of doing so, he headed into the ware house, as far as he could tell there was no one around. He quietly climbed onto the roof and slipped through an entrance on top.