The Vanisher

Back a few years ago, one of the world's most mysterious crimes ever committed left everyone stooped.
To this day, the goal and the criminal are still a mystery.
But, what people don't know what that the crime wasn't meant to be a crime in the first place.
The Vanisher, after many years, has returned with a mission, one that could change the world forever.

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5. Mission

I wake up in a dark room, tied to a chair.

I struggle to get free, but I just hear a voice.

"I wouldn't even bother.  Titanium cords.  Unbreakable." The man, who was in my apartment, says, stepping into the light.  I continue to try to free myself.  "Seriously, just stop.  It's kinda pathetic."

"As pathetic as attacking a girl in her home?" I snap back.

"Ah, she speaks."

"Who the hell are you?"

"Oh, that's right, I didn't get to introduce myself.  I'm Director David Jones, Head of this organization, and you are miss Ragan Hart, or, should I say, the she-wolf referred to as The Vanisher."

I stop struggling when he says this, and look up at him.

"How do you-"

"Know?  Well, honey, it's quite simple.  You may be good at covering up your trails, but you're not THAT good."

"What 'Organization' is this anyway?  Military?  FBI?"

"That's classified information."

"So's your name but you didn't even hesitate to give me that." The guy just glares at me.

"Let's just say we're a, specialist organization when it comes to cases like you."

"So, this company specializes only in she-wolves?  I'm sure you find a lot f those around here."

"Don't get smart with me, young lady, just remember, you're the one currently tied to chair with guards surrounding you."

"Whatever.  If this is for protection, you can relax.  I'm not gonna hurt you.  I just want out of here.  I had a pizza at home that's probably cold by now, and my show starts at 9."

"Sorry, we can't let you go."

"Can you at least untie me?" He looks around to the other soldiers.  They shrug and he nods.  

He walks around to the back of my chair and releases the bonds.  I stand up, rubbing my wrists.

"So, why am I here?  I'm sure you didn't just bring me in to tell me all this without a reason."

"Ragan, we need you for a mission."

"Mission?"

"An undercover one, really.  We need you do some sleuthing for us, but also be undercover."

"Um, I'm not an agent or your lab rat, so I'll need more than that.  So far, my answer's no."

"We need you to investigate someone, an Mr. Stephen Campbell, a potential threat to this organization, to this city, and, well, to you."

"Never heard of this guy."

"Because he's not technically a criminal, not by societal standards.  But, trust me, we want to know everything we can about this man, and we need someone with your capabilities to do it."

"Okay, slightly more interesting, go on."

"Mr. Campbell is a teacher at a public high school, and we need you to go undercover as a student in order for us to investigate.  We'll give you everything you need to do the job, Agent Hart."

"Agent Hart?  I'm an agent?"

"Yes."

"For what organization again?" I ask.  Director Jones looks at me.

"The MCU; Mutant Control Unit."

Now why they got me makes sense.

"So you need a mutant to catch a mutant?"

"You can put it that way-"

"So, this case I'm working, I have to go to school?  I don't think it's worth it."

"Just remember, you should be in school anyway young lady.   I can easily make a phone call and make you go for real."

"Nah.  I'm good.  When do I start?"

"Now."

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