Prologue
Do you know what "Exousía" means?
It's the Greek word for "power".
Power can mean a lot of different things to a lot of different people. But the definition of power I am referring to is the kind of force that makes you tremble in its presence.
And nothing spelled power better than the man walking down the ISI hallway absolutely pissed. His combat boots thumping against the ground with every step.
His tatted arms were intimidating and so were his charcoal eyes. With each step he took, the people around him whispered more. People crowded each part of the hallway to make way for the man.
Atlas Levison. Captain of the Pyro Unit. The highest-ranking agent currently in the building except for the higher-ups and the commander-in-chief. The ones he was on his way to meet.
The building was a secret underground base where new agents were trained and where large meetings were held. I.S.I- Italian Secret Intelligence.
When the agents were ready they would be assigned to one of the five units. Vince, Paradox, Hector, Pyro, or Cyan.
Vince unit contained all the assassin-type agents. The Paradox unit had all the tech geniuses, Hector unit was for defense. And Atlas's unit Pyro was known for its immense attack power. The only unit with the highest offense skills. And as for Cyan, it was the unit people least knew about. The only thing they knew was that this unit was based on the most secretive undercover agents. Their Infos were highly confidential and only the higher-ups knew about them.
Not many Cyan squad members socialized with other unit members mostly because they were stationed all across the country. And nobody has ever seen the top agents of Cyan, nevertheless the captain.
Pyro and Cyan being the two top units, had invincible track records.
The two units were always neck to neck when it came to achievements and always at the top of their game. No one in the history of I.S.I have seen the two units fall short even in the slightest. Their rankings and skills always the best.
Hence making Atlas one of the most influential and powerful men in the association.
The tall ravenette walked with vigor, tongue rolling at the interior of his cheek. He was in a bad mood since this morning. His coffee machine broke and now he had to walk into a meeting with a massive headache.
Each step held purpose as the male walked swiftly past the curious eyes of the trainees and changed his direction to the left hallway and barging in straight into the meeting room.
officials
"Glad you made it captain Levison"
The voice of one of the officials greeted the ravenette as soon as he barged in. The male didn't heed them any mind and just sat down on one of the conference chairs with the most boring face anyone has ever been able to muster.
The officials just sighed. They were too used to his behavior to even care at this point. (He was in a bad mood rather too often)
Atlas
"Are you going to tell me why I'm here instead of punching a bag at the gym?"
The captain asked the officials. The elderly men and women sighed at his behavior. The commander-in-chief looked like he was about to bust a nerve. And it was only seven in the morning.
Sam
"Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed"
A mocking voice was heard from behind the ravenette. The all too familiar voice making Atlas clench his jaw tightly.
All turned to the newly arrived male. The blonde was standing tall and proud with his head held high. His body frame wasn't as nearly as bulky as Atlas's but God knows this man could do some serious damage.
None of them said a word as he walked in with a smug face. It was safe to say the officials would prefer Atlas's rude ass over this individual any day.
The captain of the Vince unit Sam Levoy. He was like a sly fox and took pleasure in making people angry. Especially Atlas. He just couldn't shut up and stop provoking him. He was infamous for that.
And Atlas didn't know why this guy was still the captain of an assassin unit with such a repulsive personality. Yes, Atlas was rude and blunt most of the time but he didn't voluntarily go around ruining people's day. He kept to himself and his work, unlike Sam.
officials
"Do you have anything you would like to discuss with us, captain Levoy?"
One of the ladies asked, her aged blue eyes piercing through the male's face.
Sam
"I wanted to talk about getting my unit a bit more resources,"
Sam said smugly. Atlas could almost hear the frustration radiating off of the others. He would be too in their position honestly. This was the third time he has asked for more resources in the span of one year.
No unit needed that many resources, but Sam seemed to believe he would be on top of the others if his squad had more.
Atlas's charcoal eyes observed the people around him, noting down the way their eyes twitched to how they shifted in their seats.
officials
"if you wish to apply for more resources then please write a report to the commander and he shall decide the rest. You should know this protocol by now"
The same lady said straight to Sam's face. The captain visibly deflated a little.
Atlas internally smirked at the reaction.
officials
"if that is all then you may leave"
The lady interrupted him and ended the conversation.
Sam just huffed and walked out grumbling underneath his breath. Once the captain of Vince was gone, the commander locked the door and sat down beside the raven.
commander
"You and I are gonna have a little talk after this"
The commander whispered sharply against the ravenette's ear. Atlas groaned as he knew what was going to come next.
officials
"Captain Levison"
One of the officials called out to him. The raven snapped his head towards them and his face turned serious. His professionalism kicked in once they started to explain the reason behind his visit.
commander
"Take a look at this picture"
The commander slid a photograph towards him. The raven scanned the individual's face carefully. His eyes roaming around every visual key he could find.
commander
"This is Simon kelsey,"
officials
"Have you heard the recent news?"
One elderly official spoke.
Atlas
"What do you mean specifically?"
The raven rose an eyebrow.
officials
"The minister of defense was murdered. And this man is confirmed to be the killer"
Atlas's eyes widened slightly before going back to normal. His eyes landed back on the photo once more trying to burn it into his brain.
Atlas
"Am I going to be capturing him?"
commander
"For now, no. You will be stationed in a location near his last quadrants. We want you to monitor him closely till further orders."
Atlas
"He is the murderer of one of the high-rank ministers in our nation and I am to only monitor him?"
commander
"The matter is recent and the investigation is still going to see if he has stolen anything from the minister's files. He held a lot of confidential files in his mansion, so we must take cautious steps. We don't know how dangerous this situation could turn out".
Atlas said as he read through the male's file.
officials
"So, do you accept the mission?"
One lady official asked with a light smile on her lips. Atlas chuckled lightly,
Atlas
"oh, I have a choice in this, do I?"
The raven said sarcastically because he knew the moment he stepped into this room his mission was set.
officials
"no. Not really."
The raven just signed at their amused expressions and laid back on his chair. His dark eyes stared at them in a new sparkle.
Atlas
"I accept this mission"
He declared and stood with his file and left after giving one last glance.
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