Agent 20

Prologue

Professor Gerald was grieving the loss of his wife. He loved her so much and did everything he could medically to save her, but she kept getting weaker by the day until she passed away. He hasn't recovered from her loss, and now his little daughter was dying. He couldn't bear the thought of losing her as well.

Determined to save her life, he decides to use some experiments he had made but were asked by the authorities to destroy. Unbeknownst to them, he saved a few and hid them carefully to prevent them from falling into the wrong hands.

The experiments consisted of a vaccine that had the potential to give individuals special abilities, such as seeing events before they happen, having super reflexes, quicker healing, and a strong immune system. Professor Gerald had developed it for the government, specifically for twenty special agents known as Agent One to Agent Twenty. However, the experiments were hijacked by a dangerous cabal.

The government called in the military to help retrieve the vaccine, leading to a violent confrontation that resulted in numerous casualties among the cabal, military, and civilians.

In the aftermath, the government canceled the entire project and ordered the destruction of both the formula used to create the vaccine and the vaccine itself.

While destroying the vaccine, one bottle accidentally fell into the trash basket. Professor Gerald picked it up and hid it in his pocket, ignoring his colleague Edrin, who was searching for the last bottle. He reasoned that he could use it to make his daughter Nora strong and capable of protecting herself from any danger. He wanted her to be able to see events ahead of time in order to defend herself.

When he arrived home, he called out to Nora but received no response. Growing worried, he hurriedly went upstairs to find her.

He knocked on her door but got no reply, he hesitantly entered to find Nora lying in bed, breathing heavily and covered in sweat. Worriedly, he fetched a bowl of water, a towel,syringe, and a liquid. He injected Nora with the liquid and placed the towel on her head to reduce her fever.

Gazing lovingly at his eight-year-old daughter, Gerald realized she was his only hope and reason to keep going, having already lost his wife, he couldn't bear to lose his precious angel. He caressed her cheek with deep love for her in his eyes. Remembering the vaccine in his pocket, he took it out and contemplated whether or not to administer it now or wait until she was stronger.

As he pondered, the sound of the doorbell startled him. He quickly placed the vaccine on Nora's bedside table and went to answer the door. It was his colleague Edrin, who claimed to have been in the neighborhood and stopped by. Gerald felt wary of Edrin but welcomed him inside. They sat down, and Edrin mentioned hearing about the loss of Gerald's wife and the illness affecting Nora.

Gerald stiffened at Edrin's words but managed a strained smile. He felt uneasy, suspecting that Edrin had been watching him and knew more than he let on. As Edrin got up to leave, Gerald remained silent in the living room, lost in his thoughts. He realized that he hadn't told anyone about Nora's illness, which meant that Edrin must have been spying on him. Determined to uncover the truth, Gerald clenched his fists and vowed to protect Nora at all costs.

If there was ever a time he was supposed to act, it was now. He and his daughter weren't safe anymore. Rushing into her room, he opened her closet and brought out her suitcase, filling it with her clothes.

Walking to the bathroom, he packed her medicines, injections, and first aid kit, before going back to the bedside table, he grabbed the vaccine and tucked it into his pocket. He quickly grabbed his phone, transferring all his money from his bank account to another account before they could freeze it. They would wait until dark before they would leave.

Nighttime soon arrived as Gerald glanced through the window, noting the black van that had been parked outside his house for a while now. He sighed, knowing the front door wasn't an option.

The black van may not be from Edrin, but he wasn't willing to take his chances. Sighing for the umpteenth time that day, he stared at his daughter, the only thing keeping him sane. Looking at her, his eyes flashed with determination to keep her safe, glancing at the van one last time, he knew it was time.