[ Volume I: "VALORANT PROTOCOL HISTORY VOL. 1" ]
[ Chapter III (3): "GUARD DUTY" ]
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[ Kingdom's Main Art Gallery, United Kingdom, Earth Alpha. Universe 2006-180819 ( Valorant Universe ) ] [ September 13, 2038 ( 9 AFL ) ] [ 6:35AM ]
[ "Guard duty? Are' you serious, tis not the work I sign for." ] Phoenix, or, well the latest Agent with the number of 09 could be seen mouthing off to himself, not realizing that Agent 06 (Sova) and Agent 02 (Viper) could hear him through the opened comms. Viper sights in annoyance. Sova on the other hand was listening to dubstep music, but paused it in hearing Phoenix, so, he scratches his chin while guarding the outside with his sniper and bow in tow.
[ "I mean, I'm no bobby. I swear, tis not James Bond really, 08 lied..." ] Phoenix absently mumbles to himself as he holds onto his gun with one hand, a Vandal, playing with fire on the other as he watches over the northside of the Gallery — but instead of doing that he could be seen sitting in one place, a mummy, a caveman, a painting of van gogh, and a samurai sword nearby him while he sits on the floor being lit by his burning red hot fire and the fancy light of this place.
[ "Nice art though, that's a good thing. Still don't understand why they in together, symmetry is no thing to this Kingdom guy's." ] A previous art student like Phoenix can at the very least appreciate the surroundings, his flamboyant appearance, eyes, and destruction habits contrasting to that.
( "Does this idiot ever shut up?" ) Agent Viper aka Sabine Callas coughs to herself, even though she has a mask on in her fabulous poison green and black uniform, her dark hair covering her annoyed face as she removes the comms from her ear out of annoyance, ( "I swear, Brim keeps adding idiots in this team. First it was that freak show, then this guy, what's next? An air bender?" ) she is frustrated with what's going on inside the VP (Valorant Protocol) the once optimistic supposed to be protector of the Earth now turns into mere guard dogs for a heartless company, more heartless than her. In some ways she agrees with the new recruit, she just doesn't want to admit it.
Sabine doesn't understand why they have to guard a mere gallery, yes, prestige and famous for the empty high priced antiques decorated all around is pretty money. 82.4 billion overall, but she doesn't care about van gogh, about the last supper, about ancient samurais or glowing rocks. She the co-founder of VP doesn't understand why she's being dispatched to a mere guard duty, at the very least make it a strike, or an assassination, but, she very much agrees that doing this is better than wallowing in pity staring at the ceiling in her room. Yes, this is better than that.
Sabine kept talking to herself, in her thoughts, her appearance being the opposite of that as her pale and stoic face remains cold since forever. She stoods straight without hunching a slight, her steps calculated as she scans her surroundings seeing nothing except for oil paintings and remnants of the past. She looks at them, seeing famous artworks from famous deceased people, she now understands why the Kingdom Industries so much as wants all these antiques to be protected. She kept looking and looking and noticed a jester looking sad, away from everyone in his costume, she looks down and sees the name "Stańczyk." ( "What a weird name." ) She thought and stayed for a few seconds "admiring" the painting before finally she kept walking, not thinking about it.
On the side of Sova and Phoenix on the other hand, [ "Bye, baby bunting, daddy's gone a-hunting, gone to get a rabbit-skin~" ] Phoenix tried to distract himself, walking around in a slouch yet arrogant posture as to not bore himself. Sova who doesn't like lullabies finally broke the ice and decided to turn on his comms, he has been hearing his friend and college sang lullabies and made-up lyrics to himself, [ "Phoenix, your comms is on. Please, stay focused we're just starting." ] 6 more hours left for them to guard this place, in this ungodly hour none can blame Phoenix who stayed up all day playing video games — which only has 3 hour of sleep before ultimately being drafted, Brimstone the VP Leader thought it'll be a nice lesson for him, Sova and Viper aggred, and now they are regretting it.
[ "O-oh, sorry'" ] Sova heard Phoenix on the comms talking, not with a song, a lullaby, or with a grunt of disagreement but instead with shyness and compliance — the statics in the air finally disappearing and now Sova is left with peace, the man decked out in gear and an robotic eye could finally stretch and change position. And so he did, the sniper who's guarding the art gallery changes position, his stiff neck, legs, and arms cracking as he does so.
( "Just a little bit more my friend, we can handle this." ) He talks to the sniper rifle of his, 5 hour and 35 more minutes before they could rest and have some shut-eye, or, at the very least peace in his bedroom. He scratched his head at the thought of this, realizing that he have quite a long way to go.
( "Wait, what is...?" ) Sova the seasoned hunter renowned for his instinct could feel it go haywire, he could feel something stare at his back, then at his side, he turned to his left and only noticed nothing but an empty lot, ( "Am I mistaken?" ) He starts to doubt himself in seeing nothing, but there's still an eerie feeling that clouds his judgment, the one that told himself that he is wrong. He instantly went to his comms and spoke in a rush tone, [ "Phoenix, Viper, there's someone her—!" ] But something stopped him, the comms in his ear malfunctioning as he lost connections — the earpiece of his shocking him before finally he removes it, the thing exploding not soon-later.
"Shi— we're under attack." And so his hypothesis is correct when something sharp and fast, a dagger of some sorts wallow in air making a crying sound if one were to listen carefully — the said dagger coming from behind Sova, his (Sova) instincts went haywire as he dodges last minute. The dagger hitting the wall in front of Sova instead of him, which made a dent, horrifying Sova before he could grab his bow. "NOWHERE TO RUN!" ———
"W-what's going on mate, aye, eagle eye!" Phoenix, the panicking Phoenix felt something hot imit from his ear, he realized what it is and threw the earpiece onto the floor destroying it, "What's wrong with this piece of junk'?!" Before ultimately it fried itself under the watchful eye of Phoenix, becoming useless and non-communicable anymore. He crouched down and picked it up, pocketing it as he looks around in confusion, "-TO RUN!" and finally up at where the familiar voice of his friend, he (Phoenix) noticed the figure of the robotic-eyed man, falling, breaking one of the giant windows up in the sky clutching his bow, falling. "What the f?!!"
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[ Fun Fact (Valorant Agent): "This is common knowledge but Agent 02 codename Viper caused Agent 03 codename Omen to be created, previously an assassin with the codename Ghost he (Omen) was tasked with assassinating Viper before the Valorant Protocol was initiated by her and Brimstone. At some point in the act of self-defense she locked the assassin (Omen) in a chamber and caused him to forget his past life. She still blames herself." ]