10: Elena's Personal Mission

Elena's Personal Mission

A week passed by in the blink of an eye.1

I had returned home shortly after the mission, making sure to take a shower in order to get rid of the strong smell clinging to my body. Aside from spending time in the company of Esther, who was constantly finding ways to lure me in situations that would usually end with passionate make out sessions, my mind was stuck on gaining power.

When it was all over, Darren and I had returned to the underground facility, reporting our sides of the story to the director. That was also my first time meeting her.

Yeah, the director is a woman.

A very attractive one, I might add.

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It was quiet as we walked through the hidden base, headed towards the director's office. Unlike Darren, the two of us had never met so I wasn't sure if we'd actually get along or not.

Hopefully, or that'll make my stay here not so comfortable.

We reached the room, Darren softly knocking on the door. He and I turned to look at each other for a moment in silence, a smirk on his face when he noticed my inner uncertainty. That was until a voice replied from the other side of the door with an invitation to enter.

The both of us walked in, instantly spotting a woman with brown hair at a length that it only went down to her upper back. My brain short circuited for a second, realizing that this was essentially the leader of Salvation.

A pair of trained eyes studied our movements as we stood in front of the desk she sat behind, which hid the lower half of her body. When she finished looking over Darren, her dark orbs inevitably landed on me.

There was silence.

I was confused when the woman began smiling, a playful glint in her eyes. Looking down, my chest was bare for all to see, which I completely forgot about on our way over here.

"My name's Elena Smith. It's nice to meet you, Mr. Luca."

Eyes widening, I was surprised that she knew who I was.

Although, this is the director we were talking about, which actually made sense.

"It's nice to meet you as well."

The silence returned for a second before...

"Do you intend to seduce me with your chest exposed like that?"

I nearly fell over, shocked at the unexpected question.

Looking over at Darren, the strain on his face was obvious as he tried his best not to burst out laughing because of the ridiculous situation I was being put in.

"... No ma'am?" I replied, unsure of what to say.

The smile on her face grew in size until she couldn't hold the urge to laugh back any longer, the sound of her hysterics filling the noise proof chamber. I could hear Darren's own tittering leak through as he quickly covered his mouth in order to hide it. Their enjoyment in my embarrassment was contagious, some of it even transferring to me.

While that happened, I stood in the middle of it all with a brighter mood, the director secretly improving my somber frame of mind because of the decision I made earlier.

Eventually regaining her composure after a minute or two, she wiped a couple tears away in the process. Taking a deep sigh, the woman stood up from her desk and moved over to the side of the room, which is where an arsenal of guns were clearly displayed on a wall rack.

She was mostly wearing all black. Her breasts covered by a sports bra that had a lime green outline, which was followed with padded cargo pants and a pair of military boots. Aside from that, she also had some type of earpiece around her ear and wristbands on each arm.

(The picture of her appearance will be here.)

"Only messing with you, kid. Nicole informed me when she found you attending Rowan High School. Ever since things began to change around here because of your arrival on Earth, I've been anticipating the moment we would finally cross paths. I'm just thankful that we found you before anyone else did."

I simply nodded, understanding where she was coming from.

"Now that introductions are out of the way..." Elena turned towards us, casually leaning against the wall that held her impressive array of firearms.

"Report."

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After Darren and I were done, my partner had left the room while Elena asked me to stay behind.

There was no reason to refuse so I decided to hang back, which turned out to be a really good idea in the long run.

Elena got straight to the point, asking me whether or not I would like to train with her for three days out of every week. I didn't have to think about it for very long before giving her an answer.

Yes.

Although, I did ask her why she wanted to do this. The woman simply said that I needed to be prepared for the future.

There was no way in hell that I'd reject an offer to train with the director of Salvation, which just so happens to be who I'm currently with right now.

I was in a large training area, which was different compared to the Hazard Room, waiting patiently for Elena to join me. She left the room to change into her workout clothes after handing me four unique weights.

They looked like thick bracelets, which I assumed were made for my arms and legs. I immediately felt the change in pressure after snapping them onto my limbs. There was a small sized digital number on every individual band that displayed how much weight was being applied to my body.

With the way each one displayed the number fifty directly from the start, that was most likely the lowest they could get down to. That meant I was currently standing here with an extra two hundred pounds added to my own bodyweight while barely breaking a sweat.

Too impatient to wait an unknown amount of time for Elena to come back, I began tinkering with the weights on my own.

I'll just figure it out myself.

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~Elena's POV~

I stared at a naked reflection of myself in one of the mirrors located in the locker room, carefully inspecting the hard work that I put into my well-built figure over the years.

Turning around, I looked back at the mirror and admired my enticing ass. A smile crept up as I remembered my first meeting with Dante, who couldn't keep his eyes off of my body even when I could tell he was trying to hold himself back from staring for too long.

I wasn't sure how to feel about it, considering it was usually a bad idea to be close in that sense whenever you were also in the same line of work as them. Being in a relationship like that would affect your emotions, thought process, and decision making. For the most part, it was looked down upon in any situation.

However, when I noticed the clear appreciation in Dante's eyes as he practically undressed me with them... it created butterflies in my stomach.

It made me feel like a woman.

That was a downside to being put in a position like mine. Everyone looked towards you for some reason or another, neglecting the fact that I was a human with emotions as well, and sometimes it was nice to feel loved every once in a while.

Stepping away from the mirror, I went over to a bench and dug into my gym bag before pulling out the outfit I planned to wear while training with Dante.

Taking a deep breath in order to calm my mind, I came to a decision.

Having done everything within my power to help those who's asked for it, along with the world as a whole, I figured it was my time to get something in return.

The process may be a slow one but that definitely wouldn't stop me.

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