I walked casually into work on a normal Tuesday morning, my gun pressed against my ribs, a coffee in my hand as I sat at my desk. I was so bored, I hadn't had a new assignment in weeks, I didn't even know why I kept coming into work, habit I guess.
I looked in the mirror opposite my desk. My blonde hair was a mess and my dark brown eyes looked tired. I hadn't been sleeping well. People wondered how I could do my job with such long hair but the truth is, once you've gotten used to it, it doesn't bother me.
World-champion judo fighter, trained in hand-to-hand combat from an early age coupled with an amazing aim with any kind of gun made me the youngest service assassin ever at the age of 20. I was also one of the best. I had never failed in any mission I had been set.
My boss Lloyd came over to my desk and perched on the corner.
'I have a new assignment for you.' Finally! He led me to his office and shut the door behind me.
'So who's my target?' I was ready to go, I hadn't felt this prepared for ages.
'There isn't one.' Lloyd sank down into his chair.
'But you said you had a new assignment for me.'
'Yes I did, but I didn't say it included a target. This operation is being run a friend of mine and they want one of our people in there. You're the best so I chose you.'
'OK then, what's this operation?' He leaned in secretively.
'Have you ever heard of Micro Worlds?'