"Angel, come on we're going to be late!" said a sweet and annoying sister of mine as I was in my room of my house sleeping under the covers of my bed.

"Angel come on!" I heard my door burst open and felt something heavy jumped on top of me. I lead out a yelp as the heavy object jumped on top of me.

"Angel!!"

"Okay, Okay, I'm up, Maldita sea," I said that last part in a quiet tone.

"I heard that!"

"Fuck"

"Okay jeez, sorry." I look up at Źaira, I notice she was wearing her assassins creed costume. She's about 5'3 and can be a handful at times. Her light tan skin, dark brown eyes and black hair fit in neatly with her outfit. The red outlining and black leather coat just fit just right for her, too bad she didn't have a sword or those hidden blades.

"Angel, come on we're going to be late for crying out loud," I just looked at her with a straight face. I turn my head to the left to look my alarm clock.

"It's 4 in the morning sis, not even Tio is crazy to wake up at this time, and his an ex-cop for God sakes," I said in a tired tone. I let out a yawn and push my sister off the bed making her fall over to the ground with a hard 'thud'. I pulled the covers over my body (and did I forget to mention that I was just wearing my shorts).

"Angel, come on its a 5-hour drive from central California to LA," I just let out a groan and got out of bed. I walk to my bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I stood about 6'1 or 6'2 ft, my muscular white skin body was covered with war scars. My eyes (to which they are brown like my sister) were bloodshot and a single scar running down my right eye (just missing my eye socket by centimeters) all the way down to my jawline.

Remembering my last trip to Colombia.

I looked at the scar I had on my face. All the pain I went through when I was on that mission.

Zoned out an my mind feels like it's in deep space, I quickly recovered when my sister was looking rather worried for me.

"Angel, a-are you okay?"

"Y-yeah I just remember that we need to get going," I said and told my sister to wait outside of my room. I begin to brush my teeth and short hair and soon put on a pair of black cargo pants and a black muscle shirt, a pair of combat boots and black sunglasses.

"Okay sis, I'm coming out," I said and walk toward the door and opened it. At that moment I was a bit shock at what my sister had in her hands.

"Sis, why do you have my equipment?" and by equipment I mean my vest (which has 6 by 30 round steel magazine for my G3a4 308, a expandable baton Smith & Wesson, a Russian Spetsnaz ballistic knife with 3 extra blades, tactical walkie talkie, X-26 teaser with 3 cartridges and finally 4 flashbangs.), My 2 leg holsters, my black half face mask that has a monstrous smile painted on it (just with out the eyes), tactical Kevlar gloves, my HK G3 tactical and two of my side arms. An M1911 A2 tactical with a small red dot sight on top and a green laser/flashlight sight on the bottom and a grayish .45 long colt Scofield with a smooth wooden handle.

"Sis why do you want me to bring my equipment?" I ask.

"Because you look better in it silly! And besides, you'll look like of those mercenaries from Morden Marfare 2." She said in a cheerful voice. I just looked at her like she was crazy.

"No,"

"What, why not?"

"Because if I do, I'll get arrested for carrying military grade weapons and equipment in a public convention and not to mention that I am a mercenary that works with ********" I said.

(AN: I'm not going to say any Private military/security companies, because I work with one of them, but if you message me, I might answer your question.)

"You can always carry your CCW and ID from the company?"

I looked at my sister while my right eye twitched. She then begins to do those puppy eyes at me. I stared down at her but, I couldn't resist it any longer and gave up.

"*Deep sigh*.....okay let's go."

/[:]\

Driving down the highway with my black 2012 Dodge Charger to which I had it customize to be reinforced. It looks similar to a cop car, it has the police scanner, and laptop attached to the dashboard, the lights (except its not red and blue, it's white), the gun rack (which I has my G3 attached to it), but without the logos and paintings and it's also have something extra.

Źaira was riding shotgun as I was driving down the highway at around 156 mph. I had to pass a few cars, truck and a few people riding their motorcycles.

I know, I know. I'm a reckless older brother.

After a few hours, we finally made it to the convention. It was quite easy to find a parking spot, so to speak, we are one of the first ones to make it.

(Inside)

"Angel, when do you go back to work?" My sister asks as we walked around the place. I ignore my sister for a second when I had to my sling my G3 over my back. I had my mask and sunglasses covering my face, body armor and equipment attached around my body, sidearms strap to both my legs.

On the corner of my eye, I noticed a few people looking at me uneasy, but I just ignore it. With a smile on my face I noticed quite a lot of people dressed up as their favorite character from video games, anime, tv shows, etc.

'Damn, why didn't I'd dressed as commander shepherd or Doctor Hooves, hehe get it, because his the Doctor.

"I go back in a few weeks, I'll be in the UK for about 3 months or so," I said. I looked down at my sister, she just looked a bit sad, but that's how life is.

"Hey don't be like that, I'll be back before you even know it." I gave her a quick hug and gave her a small kiss on her forehead. She let out a giggle that kinda sounded like a schoolgirl from an anime show.

"Oh stop it, you're embarrassing me in front of the crowd!" She yelled happily.

"What kind of brother would I be if I didn't love you," I said smiling.

After some time walking around the place. I began to get hungry but I ignore my hunger as I kept up with my sister. What I mean by that is, she's running around the place. Just before I can ask her to slow down.

I accidentally bumped into someone make us both fall to the ground.

I hit my head on the hard carpet floor, it wasn't that painful but it'll definitely leave a small bruised. I put a hand on my head to ease the pain. I looked at the girl to which was kinda surprising she wears a school uniform that twilight sparkle wear in the movie 'My little pony: Equestria Girls' Did I mention that she has a very nice body. Those B cup breast and her wide hips and smooth creamy skin.

"I'm acting like a pervert.......aren't I?" I thought.

I got up and stretched out my hand to help her.

"I'm sorry about that," I said.

"Uh, no I'm sorry about that," she said with an apologetic tone as she took my hand getting her back on her two left feet.

"No, it was my doing."

"No it wasn't," she argued back.

"Okay, how about it was both our faults," I said ending the pointless argument.

"Okay....."

"What's your name?" I said with a cheerful small.

"Names Jessica, and yours?" She asks.

"My friends call me Ángel." I said with smile under my mask. I noticed that Jessica was eyeing armor and it was pretty clear that she was unsure of something.

"What are you supposed to be, one of those soldiers from 'The purge: Election Year' or something?" Ha, that's the first.

"Hehe, no not really, but good guess thou. I'm actually one of those MW2 shadow company operators, but the mask is my doing. Plus I'm just wearing my uniform from work because I didn't have anything to wear, and you, Twilight Sparkle?" Jessica just let out a giggle as she placed a hand on her mouth.

"Civilian contractor, I presume?" Jessica said as she put both hands on her hips.

"Hehe, yes ma'am." I said.

"Huh, Lieutenant Jessica Marshall, US Marines." Jessica said as she extended her arm out.

I shuck her hand in a military style fashion. She's an officer in the Marines, not bad, not bad at all. Our conversations soon ended when I heard my sisters voice.

"Angel, come on I found a booth that sales the assassins creed weapons!" I looked over Jessica's shoulder, noticing my little sister pointing at some booth that had the assassin creeds logo on the right side of the table.

"Hehe, I have to go. It's been nice meeting you, Jessica!" I shouted as I ran passed her.

"It's been nice meeting you too, Ángel!" She yelled back.

I reached my sister as my equipment was juggling around my body. "Who was the girl?" Źaira ask.

"Eh, just some girl I bump into," I said as I shrug it off.

"Ooo, someones in love," Źaira said. I just give her the thousand yard stare.

"Okay, Gezz you act so serious about that topic." I let out a sigh and walked to the booth that my sister was pointing earlier.

"What could I get for you, Friend." Said the man behind the table with a shady voice. The outfit he's wear is one of those Doom marines. The guns, the gear seem so live like. Unlike mine, it the real deal.

"Hi, I'm looking for some hidden blades and a sword to go along with my outfit?" Źaira asks I was a bit suspicious about the guy. I please my right hand on my m1911 and unbuckled the safety strap just in case.

"Ah, a young assassin I see. A hidden blade and a sword you speak of wonders young lady?" Okay, know I'm a bit paranoid. Why? Because I don't trust those that speck the voice of wisdom.

"Yes sir, you by any chance have any of them." My sister asked.

"Yes, I do young lady a pair of weapons of many different varieties." Just like that, he pulled out many differents types of hidden blades, swords and a few others that I don't know of. They look real but you can see that the blades are made out of aluminum.

"Choose your weapons, young assassin."

I noticed Ziria was looking at two specific hidden blades. She grabbed one of them and being to examine it. The gimlet was made out of leather and metal and the blade seems to look like it can fold as a knife in the palms of the user.

"I'll take this one," Źaira said.

The man just nodded and grabbed both blades and please than in a small leather box.

"And a sword?" The man asks.

Źaira just nodded picked out a nice beautiful sword. She so pulled it out of it red wooden sheath and reviled a Gim sword, it was a double edged blade and it was a nice red handle with a golden outlining.

"I'll take it," my sister said as she pleases the blade back into its wooden sheath, headed it headed back to the man. He grabbed and placed it aside with the leather box.

"Is that all?" Said the man.

"Uh, can I get those rope darts and a few of those throwing knives." I look at the items that my sister was pointing at. They look cool like those hidden blades and swords, but there not really my taste.

"Is that all, young assassin?"

"Yeah that's pretty much it, how much is it all?"

"For you, 565," okay I did not see that coming.

I look down at my sister as she looks up to me with those puppy eyes, shit. Why me?

I reached into my left pocket and pulled out 600. You don't want to know how much I have in my wallet. It can barely fit anything in there.

"*Deep sigh*....here you go." I handed the money to the man, he took it and gave me my change back.

"And for you sir?" He asks.

I look at the table, but nothing seems to catch my eyes.

"You don't have anything different than these items, do you?" I ask in a curious voice.

"Hmm, I believe I do, young warrior." In just under a minute he removed every item that was on the table and replaced it with new high tech equipment and weapons of different variations.

"See anything you like?" The man asked.

I look at items on the table, there were some that I recognized from video games, Ray gun from Call of Duty zombies, The assault rifle from HALO, the shotgun from the Doom Marines video game, and a few others.

But what really caught my eyes was something I've been dreaming to have in my hand for such a long time.

The Golden Desert Eagle, even though it's not the real thing, it just makes me so warm and fuzzy inside.

"How much is for the Degale?" I tried my hardest not to show any positive emotions other then a toothy smile under my mask.

"Ha, I've been trying to sell that for weeks now!" Said the man with a happy tone in his voice. He handed me the Degale, it was quite heavy but not as heavy as the 500 magnum mind you.

'…'

'…'

Wait a minute. This shit is real!

I look at the guy and set the 'Hand Cannon' on the table.

"Sis can you give me a minute with the guy?" I said Źaira only just shrug and walk to the closest booth.

"So tell me mister 'Doom'. What other stuff you have?" I ask.

"Depends on what you want." He said in return.

"I'll just take the Deagel. It takes 8 .50 AE in the magazine correct?"

"Yes, also it takes custom rounds." He said as he grabbed a medium size metal box underneath the table.

"What kind are me talking about?"

"50 AE explosive shells,"

"Casings?"

"Pure Macedonian silver,"

"And the tips? Explosives or mercury?"

"Mercury tips and they're already clean. Serialnumber filed off, and the bullet print is removed as well, it's completely untraceable."

"How much?" I ask as I process the information in my brain.

"That would be 200," wait, what?

"200, that kind of low don't you think?" I ask. Źaira came back to the booth and stand beside me.

"No my friend, but answer me this? Griffin or Pegasus?" Uh, easy question.

"Griffin, why?" He turned his head to look at my sister.

"Alicorn or Jaguar?" What the fuck is this guy talking about. I looked at my sister, she seems to be in deep thought about it.

"Uh, Alicorn?"

"Thank you kindly, both of you." I think it's time for me and my sister to go.

"Come on sis, let's go." I place the 200 bucks on the table and took the box of ammo and the gun (to which is strapped to my utility belt) and we left with our new stuff.

/[:]\

After when we got out of the convention, it was pretty dark outside so had to remove my sunglasses and my mask. The mask didn't bothered me it was not necessary to wear it. My sister and I placed our stuff in the back site, my G3 back on the rack and Degale and box in the back seat of my car, we then drove off without saying a word until we reach the freeway.

"Angel, what was that all about?" Źaira said as she finally broken the ice.

"I have no idea? Probably he just wanted to play with our heads I don't know." I said and kept driving I look at Źaira for a split second until I turn my eyes back on the road, she seems pretty tired.

'Hehe, kids these days. Always like to spend their energy in just one event.' I thought as I noticed my sister let out a yawn.

'cute, hehe,'

I looked back on the road and notice fog began to form. Turning on my car emergency head light and side light, I can know see clear but the fog was getting to thicken. I let go of the gas pedal and let my car crouse down the road.

'stupid fog!'

As my car cruised down the freeway, I noticed a sign on the right hand saying 'rest stop' thinking to myself, I decided to take the right exit, soon I came into view with a gas station filled with 18 wheelers. Slowing down I took my time to find a parking spot, once I found one I parked my car between two very large 18 wheelers.

With a deep sigh, I pulled out my Iphone 5s and check the time.

'9:50, shit it's going to take me hours to reach my house, all well I guess I'll be need the sleep anyway.'

And with that I put my phone away and went to sleep.

Author's Note

I hope you guys like the first chapter and I want to thank my friend/editor Cutest Boxer Puppy Ever.

Have a great/night day you guys.