*I see you have chosen Four as your partner*

-You can listen to the soundtrack above-

You stood in an empty vast of dunes, on your right an old vending machine stood in the middle of the desert, it's strange to see such a thing, especially if it does not work, what help could it give? You walk towards the vending machine hoping it would not attack you at any moment, you had time to look at your device in hand, it's some sort of a phone but it holds almost all your information, some kind of an IDENTIFICATION CARD It also sends and receives messages from the PHANTASM. You hover your hand above your device as the sun was blinding you and for using you to read the text, you read the message the organization sends you.

[Weapons acquired]

[Motorcycle Parts conjoined]

[You will meet your partner in 1 minute]

59 secs

"One minute huh, what is he, Superman?" You mumbled, chuckling at how ridiculous it sounds. You found yourself checking for the vending machine once, to your surprise, it works and it read:

[While waiting, please place your thumb on the scanner to verify your identity]

Verifying...

Info acquired...

Codename: [SEVEN]

Class: [PSION]

[PSION ARE INDIVIDUALS WITH NATURAL INTUITIVE ABILITIES THAT HAVE BEEN ENHANCED BY AUGMENTATION]

[You are a strong seed that is trained to have strong instincts to survive, you are creative and adaptable]

You were taken aback by the information it holds. 'You have a purpose after all.'

CODENAME: FOUR

CLASS: WRAITH

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<MISSION 1.0>

LOADING...

30 secs

<THURSDAY PST; 4:52 PM>

As you were waiting for your partner's arrival, with no success in viewing your mission, you studied your weapons in hand.

You lean with the weapon as you move it from left to right.   "Heavy yet controllable, I wonder how this works." You said to yourself as you point it to an unknown target. You carry the weight of your gun as if it is a part of you, you searched the weapon, rummaging to where the trigger might be. Then a shadow appears behind you, with your quick reflex, you pointed the gun to the familiar black-haired guy that you before, a smile formed on the tip of your mouth.

[You aim at the person behind you]

'YOU PRESSED' DECLINE

"Leaning like that would slow you down, it ruins your stability."  The dark-haired guy instructed you

"What do you suggest then?" You asked handing the weapon to him as he executes proper posture.

"Good posture, stability of your grounds, and some weapons can be too heavy." Four said uncocking your weapon. "Be careful where you point that thing especially without proper training." Four said giving back your weapon.

"Good to know." You let out an awkward laugh. 

"I'm Four, you must be Seven. Normally people would choose Nine and Six because of how popular their classes are. I don't understand why you chose me over them, after our meet before." Four shrugged, pressing his lips. 

"Um- you seem to appreciate silence a lot." You fidget in your place, you hear Four chuckles, which made you look up in his direction. 

"Interesting answer." Four smirks at you, shaking his head.

"Yeah," you said, slightly nervous. 

"Come on, we gotta go back before it gets dark." Four protested pulling your hand as you stumbled behind him. "You don't want a nose bleed before meeting the head of the corporation. So keep up." Four said as he picked up some of your weapons. 'He seemed like a nice guy.' You let out a sigh of relief.

"Dumb scouts keep messing up the rovers." Four grunts, kicking the rover that is assigned for you.

You stayed silent, as you look beyond the dried horizon. 'The world used to be so colorful.' You thought to yourself.

"Hey, Seven, Hurry up." Four informed, approaching his rover, blue light beams on its side, high-tech screens flicker inside the vehicle. You scrambled on your tracks, trying to catch up with Four who's already opening the back seat as he sets down a few of your weapons and supplies. 

"Seven! Don't slack around, and get in!" Four exclaimed as the hot wind passed your direction.

"Get on, move your ass Seven, we don't have all day." Four instructed as you both entered the vehicle. 

As the rover started to hover above the ground, you started to converse. 

"May I ask something?" You said as you buckled up on your sit. Four nods, while he pokes things mid-air. "What is it like doing missions? I'm just curious and I wanna know how everything works." You said with a low voice, not expecting Four to respond. 

"Missions must be executed perfectly. No mistakes, no slackers, so fix that attitude. That's all the information I can give you for now." Four asserted with an intense tone, that question leads you to silence. Four glances at you, clearing his throat. 

"You don't have to get nervous about it. You just need to take your work seriously, do it strictly, and do it fast. No slacking around." Four nudge your shoulder letting out a smile. 

"I'll keep that in mind." You smiled in relief, the heavy tension has gone lighter once you see Four smiles. 

The whole journey was really quiet and relaxing. You converse at times when Four notices you slacking. You would both indulge in short conversations like;

"I heard the air in PHANTASM, smells different." That made Four laugh and the guy answered differently.

"Well probably because the missions smell like death" It was funny the first time you hear it, but the more you try and analyze it becomes darker. But we laugh it out, leaving the dark meaning behind. You both continued to converse, sometimes you stay silent, it was a long ride.

Soon you both reached PHANTASM, Four nudge your back, passing your supplies and weapons. "Gotta go now, see you around, Seven." Four pats your shoulder and walks away, leaving you in front of the structure that reads: P.H.A.N.T.A.S.M. CORP. You swallowed a big lump on your throat, building a lot of courage, and you walked towards the door.

ARE YOU READY AGENT SEVEN?

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