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Central Intelligence Agency Database

DISCLOSED CLASSIFIED INFORMATION. HEREBY UNDER THE JURISDICTION OF THE CONSTITUTIONAL UNITED STATES, ADHERING TO THE CONFIDENTIALITY OF THE CENTRAL INTELLIGENCE AGENCY, THESE DOCUMENTS WILL REMAIN CLOSED TO THE PUBLIC.

MISSION BRIEFING

Name: Edward Cullen

DOB: June 20, 1988 – Age 20

Place of Birth: Chicago, Illinois, USA

Place of Residence: USA

Destination: London, England

Duration of Stay: One Year

Alias: Anthony Masen

Cover Preoccupation: Student

Cover DOB: January 8, 1989 – Age 19

Alliances: Secret Intelligence Service – SIS (MI6), Federal Bureau of Investigations - FBI

Photo Identification: Confidential

NOTES

Appearance: Height - 6'2. Weight - 180 lbs. Eye Color - Light Green. Hair Color - Reddish-Brown. Crooked smile. No apparent birthmarks. Pallid complexion. Walks with long, quick strides. American accent.

Other: Highly intelligent. Meticulous, highly organized. 20/20 vision. Excellent hearing. Tri-lingual: English, French, Russian.

ACCORDING TO THE PUBLIC OF THE UNITED STATES, THE EXISTANCE OF THIS INDIVIDUAL CEASES TO SHOW ANY EVIDENCE. TO THE PUBLIC, THIS OPERATIVE DOES NOT, AND HAS NOT EVER EXISTED.

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Secret Intelligence Service Database

RECORD FOR: Anthony Masen. DISCLOSED INFORMATION IS CLASSIFIED. UNDER THE GOVERNMENT OF THE UNITED KINGDOM, THIS INFORMATION IS NOT TO BE DISTRIBUTED.

Name: Anthony Masen

DOB: January 8, 1989 – Age 19

Place of Birth: Toulouse, France

Place of Residence: London, England

Preoccupation: Student

Photo Identification: No recorded or dated photos available

CIVIC OBSERVANCE

Appearance: Height – Around 1.89 m. Weight – Between 79 and 83 kgs. Eye Colour – Dark Green. Hair Colour: Medium Brown. Broad, even smile. Faint scar above right eyebrow. Pallid complexion. Walks with short, steady strides. Slight limp on left foot. English accent.

Other: Intelligent. Clumsy, disorganized. Near-sighted; requires black-rimmed glasses. Normal hearing. Monolingual. Orphaned. Cordial, affable.

THE EVIDENCE SUPPLIED IS NOT SUFFICIENT ENOUGH FOR DEPORTATION. INDIVIDUAL IS NOT CONSIDERED SUSPICIOUS. CONTINUANCE OF RESIDENCE IN THE UNITED KINGDOM IS PERMITTED ON THE BEHALF OF THE INDIVIDUAL.

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He keeps a cyanide capsule in the earpiece of his black-rimmed glasses. One inconspicuous, thoughtful chew will kill him in sixty seconds if he chooses death over torture. They make him look like Buddy Holly; the glasses that he doesn't need. When he's not wearing his suicide disguise, he's wearing contacts which do two things: change his eye color to a darker shade, and scope out heat through a built-in infrared detector. He wears a grey peacoat, but if you look closely, the second button from the bottom of the hem is a microscopic video recorder. He wears a watch, one that can take up to twenty photos when he checks the time. Underneath the cigarettes in his pack is an audio recorder, and his accompanied lighter is actually a pistol. Flip the lid, spark the wheel and kill a man from ten feet away. He keeps two liquid vials in the side pocket of his peacoat: a vial of phenolphthalein – invisible ink, and a vial of cyclosarin – a gas which causes death upon asphyxiation. He avoids cameras, video surveillance and guards. He's brilliant and cunning, as well as dangerous and lethal. He's devilishly handsome and incredibly charming, while at the same time he can end my life in a matter of a nanosecond. Getting swept up into a passionate whirlwind romance with someone who lies for a living would be considered unhealthy, but I stopped caring too long ago. Kissing him is like kissing death. Making love to him is accepting that notion that I could be killed at any point in time. I'm allowing myself to cross into the seductive world of shadows. He lives a life of secrecy and deception, but astoundingly, loves with all his heart. I don't know who he works for, I don't know his mission. I don't even know his real name. All I know is that he's espionage, and I'm helplessly in love with him.

I just had to do a spy one. Don't hate on me, it was too fun :)

I suppose if you guys review I'll add more. It's your way of informing me this is good enough to continue with!

kisses, JennyCullen44