The truth PT.1

Silence. Nothing but silence. About 10 minutes go by before the voice informs him about his death.

"To be honest, I don't know much about it. But this is what the higher ups have told me..."

--Flash Back (In first person)--

It was the usual morning. Waking up at 05:25, 5 minutes before my alarm goes off. So I just get up and start to get dressed.

BEEP BEEP BEEP!

The alarm screams at me as I shut it off. "I am up and already dressed, don't worry. You'll be able to do your job one day." I tell my alarm.

Then as any other day, I go for a run to the local park. Listening to some of the greatest artist in history. Led zeppelin, Metallica, Michael Jackson, and so on.

After working out for about a hour, I run back. But, about half way back I see police sirens, a lot of them. Some swat vans too. "This doesn't look good."

I jogged over to the scene, when I finally see an officer I show him my ID and ask "Officer, what's the situation?"

One look at my ID and he gets all flustered. HE stutters "Ss..Sir! There is apparently a terrorist attack at the subway station. They supposedly have a lot amount of explosives and are hold roughly 200 people hostage. sir!" then salutes.

"I'm off duty, no need for the sir bullshit. Who is in charge, and which negotiator is working?" I said impatiently.

"Special agent Jones is the on site commander, and Mrs Sally is the negotiator."

"Okay, take me to Jones and if Sally hasn't gone in yet tell her to standby, also get me a full set of negotiator gear, 2 pistols a 9mil and a 45 leave the 9mil's mags empty with 1 in the chamber, no wait 1 in the loaded mag too, and leave the 45 empty but get me a full quick loader."

"An empty 45 sir? wouldn't a loaded one be better with the full quick loader?" he asked me quizzingly after tasking someone to get the gear and leading me to Jones.

"No, they have me drop my weapon, which will be the 45, a full quick loader is in case of surprises." I explained as he escorted me to Jones.

"Jones! What's the sitrep? Usual questions!" I yelled at Jones when he was in eyesight.

As if he knew I would show up, and without looking away from the subway station he says "Roughly 20 gunmen known, possible 5 to 10 more, members of reaping angels, 200 civs, demands diplomatic immunity, a heli, and either 100 tons in gold or 10 billion in cash."

"Reaping angels? The hell they doing here in a subway station? There shouldn't be anyone or thing that interests them."