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The year is 2062, and the world stands in a state of perpetual cold war. Nuclear weapons, once the stuff of nightmares, have since been made obsolete by particle beams fired from a satellite that can wipe out the entire population of a city in seconds, without damaging any of the architecture. The largest world powers have slowly annexed all of the smaller countries, until all that is left is a handful of superpowers. Free trade and cooperation died when the tensions between countries began to rise. The world sits poised on the brink of war, waiting for the one small spark to set it off. In this world of distrust, information is power. Spy networks have taken on more importance than ever, and with that importance comes power. My name is Silver, I am a spy, and this is my story.
My story begins five years ago, when a small group of the most elite spies of the Supreme American Sovereignty volunteered for an experimental procedure called Project Janus. We were injected with nanites, nanoscopic machines that allow us to do what nobody else can. They give us increased abilities. We can run faster, see farther, and dive deeper than we could before. Most importantly of all, however, they allow us to change our appearance in mere moments. I could look like the King of the Second British Empire, and his own mother could not tell the difference. We are sent on the missions that nobody else could possibly complete.
Which is why I was sent on a mission to assassinate a young officer in the Chinese Military Alliance. My superiors had learned of his brilliant head for strategy, and determined that he could become a real threat to our plans for expansion. Which is why he hung himself less than ten minutes ago. Unfortunately, as I was completing my little project, a new 'friend' of the young officer was sneaking in for a visit. I broke her neck, but not before she screamed loud enough to alert half of the military headquarters. I have to say, there is nothing quite like trying to sneak out of a military base that is on high alert.
I passed the first checkpoint the same way I had gotten into the officer's quarters, in the guise of a middle ranking officer. I passed the second disguised as a cleaning woman, panicked by screaming soldiers. Soldiers are so stupid, so easy to fool. They should pay more attention to anything out of the ordinary when alarms are going off. As I rounded the last corner, I saw the double agent who had told us about the officer. He was opening the door to the secret passage that I had used to sneak into the compound. He had a look of panic on his face, and he was breathing heavily, but at least he was controlling his fear well enough not to have run away. He would likely have gotten caught by now if he had.
I flashed the man a grin as a ducked down to go through the half-sized door leading out, sure that the hard part was over. I never expected what came next. A blow struck me across the back hard enough to drive me to my knees. I did not even feel the pain until I was trying to stand again. I looked over my shoulders, confusion in my eyes, only to see my contact smiling at me, a bloody knife gripped in his hand. I blinked as his face blurred, sure I was seeing things...but no, his face came into focus again. It was not, however, the face of our agent. It was the face of the officer I had been sent to kill. How? This was impossible! The only way this could happen would be if we had a traitor among the highest levels of the Organization!
I tried desperately to get away, but it was already too late. There was a flash of light, a reflection from the blood covered knife, as it sped towards me. I reached to catch it, but I could barely move my arms. I felt a sudden burst of heat across my throat, and suddenly I had trouble catching my breath. No, this could not happen! I had to escape, I had to warn my country that the Chinese had infiltrated our military science labs, there was no other way that they could have our nanite technology.
A single tear rolled down my cheek as I realized that I would never be able to. If the Chinese military intelligence had infiltrated far enough to have the nanotechnology, they doubtless had all of the information on all of my fellow agents as well. Even as I collapsed, fighting to survive, the next few months laid themselves out in my mind in stark clarity. The Chinese would find and eliminate our spies. They would be ready for our invasion of the Second British Empire, and would likely have their own invasion ready for when our forces were deployed overseas. They would strike at the heart of our government and destroy it. They would conquer the might of the Supreme American Sovereignty, and from there they would be in the perfect position to destroy the other superpowers. There was nothing I could do to stop it. My vision went black as I tried to reach for my own knife, to at least take my killer with me. But it was too late. I was done. That is the story of how I died.

Description
The year is 2062, and the world stands in a state of perpetual cold war. Nuclear weapons, once the stuff of nightmares, have since been made obsolete by particle beams fired from a satellite that can wipe out the entire population of a city in seconds, without damaging any of the architecture. The largest world powers have slowly annexed all of the smaller countries, until all that is left is a handful of superpowers. Free trade and cooperation died when the tensions between countries began to rise. The world sits poised on the brink of war, waiting for the one small spark to set it off. In this world of distrust, information is power. Spy networks have taken on more importance than ever, and with that importance comes power. My name is Silver, I am a spy, and this is my story.
My story begins five years ago, when a small group of the most elite spies of the Supreme American Sovereignty volunteered for an experimental procedure called Project Janus. We were injected with nanites, nanoscopic machines that allow us to do what nobody else can. They give us increased abilities. We can run faster, see farther, and dive deeper than we could before. Most importantly of all, however, they allow us to change our appearance in mere moments. I could look like the King of the Second British Empire, and his own mother could not tell the difference. We are sent on the missions that nobody else could possibly complete.
Which is why I was sent on a mission to assassinate a young officer in the Chinese Military Alliance. My superiors had learned of his brilliant head for strategy, and determined that he could become a real threat to our plans for expansion. Which is why he hung himself less than ten minutes ago. Unfortunately, as I was completing my little project, a new 'friend' of the young officer was sneaking in for a visit. I broke her neck, but not before she screamed loud enough to alert half of the military headquarters. I have to say, there is nothing quite like trying to sneak out of a military base that is on high alert.
I passed the first checkpoint the same way I had gotten into the officer's quarters, in the guise of a middle ranking officer. I passed the second disguised as a cleaning woman, panicked by screaming soldiers. Soldiers are so stupid, so easy to fool. They should pay more attention to anything out of the ordinary when alarms are going off. As I rounded the last corner, I saw the double agent who had told us about the officer. He was opening the door to the secret passage that I had used to sneak into the compound. He had a look of panic on his face, and he was breathing heavily, but at least he was controlling his fear well enough not to have run away. He would likely have gotten caught by now if he had.
I flashed the man a grin as a ducked down to go through the half-sized door leading out, sure that the hard part was over. I never expected what came next. A blow struck me across the back hard enough to drive me to my knees. I did not even feel the pain until I was trying to stand again. I looked over my shoulders, confusion in my eyes, only to see my contact smiling at me, a bloody knife gripped in his hand. I blinked as his face blurred, sure I was seeing things...but no, his face came into focus again. It was not, however, the face of our agent. It was the face of the officer I had been sent to kill. How? This was impossible! The only way this could happen would be if we had a traitor among the highest levels of the Organization!
I tried desperately to get away, but it was already too late. There was a flash of light, a reflection from the blood covered knife, as it sped towards me. I reached to catch it, but I could barely move my arms. I felt a sudden burst of heat across my throat, and suddenly I had trouble catching my breath. No, this could not happen! I had to escape, I had to warn my country that the Chinese had infiltrated our military science labs, there was no other way that they could have our nanite technology.
A single tear rolled down my cheek as I realized that I would never be able to. If the Chinese military intelligence had infiltrated far enough to have the nanotechnology, they doubtless had all of the information on all of my fellow agents as well. Even as I collapsed, fighting to survive, the next few months laid themselves out in my mind in stark clarity. The Chinese would find and eliminate our spies. They would be ready for our invasion of the Second British Empire, and would likely have their own invasion ready for when our forces were deployed overseas. They would strike at the heart of our government and destroy it. They would conquer the might of the Supreme American Sovereignty, and from there they would be in the perfect position to destroy the other superpowers. There was nothing I could do to stop it. My vision went black as I tried to reach for my own knife, to at least take my killer with me. But it was too late. I was done. That is the story of how I died.