You have always wanted a reward, now if you accept Rebecca’s invitation you will experience something new. But then you have a job to do, and well saving humanity is much more important than pleasing yourself. Also you don’t want to have sex with someone you haven’t even been introduced to.
“No thanks, I can’t touch you.” You tell her
“But you just did” she says and she hugs you tightly “and still are”.
The voice of reason in your head decreases a lot; you base your actions on instincts. Placing your hand on her breasts, you look into her eyes. They attract you by far the most, her perfect sized breasts, her firm ass, her green eyes, almost everything. You look at her face to look at her emotions and find something you didn’t expect. Instead of lust in her eyes, deep down you can see a sense of duty and loyalty. Curiously, your hand moves towards her shoulder, onto her arm. You knew it, and know you can feel it, the mark. Three scars. Two parallel to each other and one cutting the two diagonally.
You know what you have to do. The mark only means one thing; she works for Ibrahim Maqsood. Moving your hands all across her body you make sure you no weapons. You pull away.
“What’s wrong?” she asks almost sadly.
In quick movements you pull out your gun at point it at her. “What are you doing in the past?”
“What are you talking about?” she asks almost gladly.
“The truth has `been displayed to me, you work for Ibrahim Maqsood, don’t you?” She looks at you with an emotionless expression. “That isn’t all either, is it? You are one of the captains, a higher ranked officer perhaps? One round scar means you are soldier, 1 straight scar means you are a low ranked officer. 2 scars crossing each other mean you are a medium ranked officer. Two scars parallel to each other mean you are a high ranked officer. Two scars with one intersecting them mean that you know Ibrahim Maqsood personally. Who are you, what is your real name?” you ask knowing who she works for. You are curious about how she reached this past.
“So… my game is up. You must know who I am by know, so what is my name?” she dares you.
This is one dare you can’t resist. Who were in the ones who knew Ibrahim Maqsood? You try to remember, there were several men who knew him personally, then you find what you are searching for. “There were 5 men who knew Ibrahim Maqsood personally, but they were assassinated. There were 2 other people who knew him and they both were females. One of them was almost a legend, no one, not even the other 5 scarred members, knew her except for Ibrahim Maqsood and if rumors are to be trusted the other female leader knew her. Her name … no you can’t be either one of them. The legendary one it is utterly impossible. The other one, I refuse to believe she is you.”
“So you know who I am, don’t you?” she asks.
“You can’t be her, you can’t be Samantha!” you exclaim.
“And why can’t I be the Samantha, who lead so many attacks and was the third in charge? Do you think I am not Samantha because I am meeting you here? No, I wanted to find out who was sent and their talents personally. The scars? The 3 scars know one knew even existed until so many years had passed. Who were you sent by, what is it your real mission?” she asks you.
You answer “I am not the one being interrogated here. I have an Omega status. I can put you under arrest or even kill you.” You answer, knowing she knows the flaw in your power.
“Very educational. But you realize that we are in a time where your status hold no power. About locking me up, where are you going to keep me?” With that she ducks and before you can stop her, disappears in the night. You should have been quicker, knowing she would have had accelerating hormones in her body. Why didn’t she kill you though? You try to think. If she is here then Ibrahim Maqsood most likely present too. And if he is present things are going to become much more difficult. Before you came to this time your task seemed complex and difficult but now it seems almost impossible. You should get started, time is the essence.
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