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Life

The ULTIMATE Prank…?

“As she ducked behind an abandoned information counter, Hannah set herself up as if she worked there and sighed.
“You know I think this is a ridiculous idea right?” Zeke asked through their communication earwigs.
“Maybe, maybe not. The brain is an interesting maze,” Hannah said quietly as two pilots passed her on the tarmac.”

Okay, maybe we’re not all pulling pranks like pretending to work at an airport (because that would be illegal!), BUT I did want to ask a VERY important question.

I’ve NEVER been one for pranks. I Don’t enjoy being on the receiving end (but who does), but I Don’t enjoy the other side either. Call me a party pooper (many have already done so throughout my life), but I don’t find ‘messing with someone’ – and lying to them in order to have a joke at their expense – fun.

HOWEVER, I can appreciate Watching a good natured prank from afar (very afar).
As my example from a recent Hannah Carmichael instalment shows above, her prank was ULTIMATE stakes. Going to prison, being forced to leave where her mission was located, etc. and she got away with it!

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I’d LOVE to know what your BEST prank was, and if you got away with it, or told got away with it without consequences?

If you want to check out the Hannah Carmichael instalment from above, head to this link:
https://atomic-temporary-148610121.wpcomstaging.com/2020/03/16/whatnow-hcc68/


See You in the Adventures!
Christy Grace

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Fiction Hannah Carmichael Chronicles

WHAT NOW | Hannah Carmichael Chronicles (SIXTY-EIGHT)

Your Briefing:

Hannah Carmichael is a Super Spy, who was trying to take down CGT – the evil spy agency, which she used to be a part of. Her husband Zeke, was secretly working to take them down, and roped Hannah (and her fellow agent and best friend, Stephanie) into the fight.
Hannah’s mother Evelyn was a CGT and Global enemy, but now, she seems to have been on the same side all along. Her Father James, was believed to be dead, and missing for over a decade, but revealed himself from the fight in the shadows to help take them down once and for all.
With Hannah’s memories sketchy after a CGT Kidnapping, it was decided that a mission may jog her memories. Desperate to remember, and to stop the World War III event – Cataclysm – will Hannah regain her memory, and stop a CGT weapons shipment? 

 

SIXTY-EIGHT

The roar of an aeroplane overhead flooded Hannah’s ears as she tried to decipher Zeke’s shouts above the noise.
“What?” She asked, finally abandoning the idea that she could determine the words. He waited for the plane to pass over then pointed to the far right of the small airport, “That’s your position in the far right. The weapons shipment will land in Strip 7!”
Hannah nodded and the three agents split up, each taking a different vantage point. She wasn’t sure if this was going to bring back her memories, but Stephanie’s was coming back with every experience, so why not hers?

 

As she ducked behind an abandoned information counter, Hannah set herself up as if she worked there and sighed.
“You know I think this is a ridiculous idea right?” Zeke asked through their communication earwigs.
“Maybe, maybe not. The brain is an interesting maze,” Hannah said quietly as two pilots passed her on the tarmac.
“I guess, but putting yourself in danger when you don’t actually remember who it is your chasing, seems ridiculous.”
Hannah tried not to chuckle. “Okay, I’ll give you that one, but I have to try and jolt my memory back somehow. Then we can go public with this CGT agency, and blow the lid off their plans. Memories or not, I want to stop a world war.”
“Guys, incoming!” Stephanie shouted into the earwig as a large plane descended on Strip 7. Being the closest to the plane, her voice was barely audible above the sounds of the jet turbines. Hannah took in a breath, and checked for the gun that she had tucked into her waist.
“When they come out we’ll attack, and use the surprise to take out as many as possible. We can’t let these weapons reach CGT.”
As the plane got closer, even Zeke’s voice was beginning to fade under the noise. Hannah quickly made her way closer to the plane, which was now on the ground.
She reached cover and closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath, until shouts echoed from the direction of the plane.
Zeke started the count, “One, two, three!”

She turned and let shots fly from her gun as the three agents struck down the CGT weapons suppliers. When no others emerged, they slowly made their way closer to the plane. Flames licked out from all open spaces and Stephanie waved her arms, “Get back!”
The force of the blast slammed Hannah into the side of a truck and her ears rang with the aftershock. When she finally looked up, Zeke was yelling, his voice slowly becoming audible.
“Let’s go!” He shouted, helping her to her feet. They moved swiftly back to their car and Zeke skidded away from the explosion.
What now?


Author’s Note:

Thanks for reading the latest instalment of the Hannah Carmichael Chronicles! Hannah will be back Soon for the next part of her adventure – we both look forward to seeing you there!
Christy Grace

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Fiction

Airport Security (Furious Fiction)

FURIOUS FICTION

Take place in an airport. Have fun reading this – Very short one so Enjoy!

AIRPORT SECURITY

The clock ticking was deafening and he raised his hand, checking his watch.
It had been too long.
The airport outside the security office was buzzing but he couldn’t focus.
Eric took a deep breath and tapped his foot. The jiggle of the doorknob made him jump and he turned. Karen was slumped over as she looked up, her eyes sorrowful.

“It was empty,” Karen said, falling into a chair.
“What?” Eric felt his heart beat faster and he stood,
“I just bought those donuts.”
Karen shrugged and spun in her chair to watch the monitors. Eric growled and sat back down, the spring in his chair hitting his back.
Karen tapped Eric’s shoulder and he looked over to the monitors.
“Hey, check it out,” She said, zooming in on a couple at Gate 5. “She’s going to cry,” Karen grinned and raised her eyebrows.
“Nah,” Eric said, swatting his hand.

“Ten bucks?” Karen zoomed in further and tilted her head.

“Deal.” Eric said, watching as the couple embraced.

The woman reached up and wiped her eyes and Eric cursed under his breath, handing over ten dollars.
 


Thanks for Reading this Furious Fiction by Christy Grace