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Prolouge (2/2)

Prolouge (2/2)

This is the end of the prologue. next chapter is when the story actually begins.

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A plastic coffee cup made a crunching sound as it was shoved into a recycling can. 

I crumpled up my tin foil wrapping and it soon followed the cup.

Picking up my case and slinging it on my shoulder I got up and walked towards my terminal. The plane should be arriving soon.

Anyway back to the history lesson.

The World leaders eventually arrived at the new continent to find a fully functional airport next to a bustling metropolitan city. The whole world watched as the most powerful people on earth stepped out of their planes onto the new continent and were led through a  large city to the conference room.

The world leaders then met with the Tark emporer, for now I won't go into details about the conference but I will say that for the most part the meeting went well. The countries successfully worked out a way to integrate the Tark population into the world community over a short period of time, and many trade agreements and treaties were signed. The only problem that occurred was the United States criticism of the Tark Empire for still having an emperor who held large amounts of power.

Over the next 2 years the US and the Tark empire had a political ideological struggle which held several key events such as a surrogate war ford one  the small islands that sprung up along with the Tark continent which held unique goods. And a failed embargo against Tark imports. The war finally came to an end when the American citizens demanded access to the new never before seen goods from the Tark continent. 

An armistice and trade agreement were signed by the American president and the Tark leaders and ended the aptly named “Lukewarm war”. The battle of the two great powers had ended in a draw. But much of the Tark military strength remained shrouded in secrecy. As the Tark opted to hire mercenaries instead of their own military for most of the struggle.

After these events the Tark population finally became integrated into the global community and security of the Tark empire was lessened. The Tark continent was finally opening their door to tourism.

Well that's the past let's get back to the present. I am Laria Zeric assassin serving my country by working for the TSFA or the “Tark Special Forces Agency”. I have the traits of a “type L” or pure blooded Tark, which is a pool of genes that contains phenotypes that can only be found naturally on the Tark continent. These traits include silver hair, Snow White hair, red eyes, or violet eyes. There are also 2 types of skin a pure blooded Tark can have. Which is ash colored skin, or skin so fair that it almost radiates white light. Of course I have the fair skin trait. And let me tell you my skin is a fucking bitch to take care of. I have to wear high SPF sunscreen even on overcast days just so I don't get burnt. Sometimes I envy those ash skinned bastards.

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My current mission is to get to Moscow within a week to kill the Russian defense minister Alexei Volkov while he is dining at a famous restaurant with his wife. He is a paranoid freak. He has been increasing the amount of Russian warships on the eastern end of the country in the north China sea and around the Kamchatka Peninsula. Alexei sees the my emperor Polaris Di Tark III as nothing more than a threat and doesn't trust him one bit. Of course it would be correct to say that we are a threat, but he doesn't know that.

While on my way to Moscow I also have some business in Hong Kong that I will take care of.

‘Ding’ “flight 7012 is ready to board, all business class and group 1 members please proceed to the jetway.”

Ah I forgot that director Valen bought me first class for this trip. I hope they have alcoholic beverages, I mean it is an international flight after all.

I smile as I see an image of a short,balding man with a stern expression handing me an overflowing Bavarian beer boot appears in my brain.

I put my hands together in a prayer position.

Lord Vereth God of light thank you for giving me such a caring boss.

I pick up my briefcase and walk towards the jetway checkpoint were a Filipino security woman is checking passports, and airline tickets.

She waves a hand held scanner over the tickets of an American man and his infant daughter.

“All good, have a good flight sir.”

She hands him back his papers, and he walks into the plane entrance.

“Next!”

I tuck my case under my arm, take my papers from a pocket on the inside of my jacket, and hand them to the woman. She scans them and returns them to me.

“We don't get very many Tark here in the Philippines let alone any with L type traits , your hair is just as beautiful as it is in pictures.”

“Thank you.”

I say back.

Her eyes linger on my face for a moment longer before she ushers me onto the flight.

I find my seat and sit down. 

The service and quality of the seats is a whole lot better than it was 5 years ago when international flights were first opened in Lillynsburg national airport. Since the Tark aircrafts were too advanced to be used in modern airports, so other countries rented the airport their old airliners, half of the planes that we received weren't even Boeing 747s they were 720s which hadn't been used since the early 60s. And the 747s we did have were older planes that were not well maintained, or had been active since the 70s when 747 models were first introduced.

Anyway I sat down in my cushy first class seat and sighed in satisfaction, once again thanking the director for his kindness. 

This flight may only be 2 hours long, but I hope we get in the air soon so I can get some wine.