User:Jbswag21

The New Job



"Son of a bitch,  I still need a job to pay rent at my apartment." Jay screams to himself. Jay is a regular kid in high school he is sixteen years old and left out of his house aat an early age. Not becasue he was kicked out, it's just becasue he wanted to get used to eing on his own sooner before college. He is staying at West Pullman Lounge. Aliitle apartment that he's barely able to afford. To him it's almost like a hotel nice room, a nice building and even a pool. But as I said he can barely afford it, he needs toget  job fast so he can make money to pay his rent. And remembe rhe stillin high school and plays basketball and robotics for clubs. He also wants to buy a car so he can stop taking the bus everyday to get to school. The bus stop is at a pretty fucked up part of town anyway. "Damn, i shouldn't have waited so long to try to get a job.  My mothers crappy money won't fucking be enough to help me now" Jay thinks. He then begins to get extremely bored and visits home and plays with his little brother Tyler. What they do for fun is go to old houses in their neighborhood paint targets and throw man-made blades or knives at the targets. "C'mon Jay just one more throw-"Jay abruptly cuts off his brother "No Tyler I still have to try to look for a job, I just came to visit you and ma for a short time and thats it I won't be here everyday bro". " Oh shut the hell up, its your fucking fault for not lookin for a job sooner, your the stupid fuck who decided to buy shoes instaed of paying any attention to his carreer" Tyler scolds. Jay wanted to beam the tiny man made weapon at his 12 year old brother but he's right about Jay. He wasted all his chances of carrer choices looking for girls and shoes. He sighed "huuuh! Fine, I'll stay for about ten minutes than I have to go. Are ok about that or are you still going to a Donald Trump about this". "Alright fine thats cool I guess.  They were there for about seven and a half minutes talking about what celebrity would they marry and still throwing blades at the bullseye tearget.  " Holy shit Jay,  you've hit 7 bullseyes in a row, and your 15ft away fro this house".  Tyler screames.  "What can I say, I guess I'm just that good" .  "No fucking way dude. Here, Go stand on the other side of the neighborhood and throw the blade at the new target which I'm about to make" Tyler says.  Tyler makes a new target on another old and abondend house and Jay stood about 1.5 miles away from the house with the new bullseye target on it.  "Alright jay the target is all setup,  Whenever you're ready"  Jay put the blade in his hand as if he was geting ready tothrow a football, aimed at the target, then threw the blade.  Bullseye!  It hit the new target with perfect accuracy.  "How in the name of fucking hell did you do that. That's not even humaly possible, are you some sort of-"  " Sorry Tyler, I would love to tell you about my amazing skills but our ten minutes is up. Don't forget to get the blades before you go home. Little did Jay know at the momment he threw that blade he was being whatched "Hmmm, This boy just might be the one we are looking for. Mr. V, I think I found the guy we are looking for, I'll report back and look up his personal records ack at home base." an anonimous female voice states. "Very well, report back to base immediatley and don't let anyone see or find you"  said another dark anonimous voice (manly voice)  through a cellphone. It was 5am and Jay got an email the user email said unknown he read and it said that he has been accepted to work at Blades inc. Blades inc. is basically a company that makes weapons for the army, then a few weeks later their out in stores. " Hmm Blades inc. wasn't my prime choice of working.  But rather be there than selling and shit that could risk my life geting lost just to get money" Jay thought. (But little did he know his job is going to be just as dangerous). After he gets out of school he finds the address that was sent to his email. He wore jeans and an avengeer shirt because they said that they didn't care about his attire, just show up. He walked in and felt like the bus dropped him off at the wrong stop,  everyone he saw had suits on, big brief cases, blazers and etc. on. "Ok, im going to stick out in here like the one white at an all black college". He mummered. but he dismisssed it, and went to the disignated room for him. As he was making his way up the stairs and through the hallways people were giving him awkward stares. "These guys are treating me like the one guy in high school that doesn't have facial hair yet". Jay mummered. He finally found the room 505 and in it his new boss Mr. Victor James. They sat in the room exchanged names, talked about their common intrests for about 15 minutes. " Parten me Jay but must please ask you to turn off your cellphone and give it to me. Now!" Jay was in shock because he saw everyone in that place with cellphones out. He even saw some people on wesites that nothing to do with work. Some were 18+ websites. But who was he to judge. He gave Mr. Victor his phone and thats when the truth was revealed. "Sorry for lyin to you Jay, but it was the only way for us to get you here.  We need your help"  "Umm I can't exactly make weapons but I can make designs for weapons if thats what-"  "No child!" He states abruptly. "Let me ask you something kid.  What do you really think we do here." Mr. Victor asked rhetoricaly  "Umm lets see the name Blades inc. is pretty self explanitory.  So you fucking make blades, sell some to the army and about a month or 2 later, you sell them in stores for an unbelieaveable price.  A plasma knife for 100,000 dollars! Really." Jay scolds. "Ok calm down son I just wanted to prove a point that you clearly don't understand yet.  And personally, I don't blame ya". Mr. Victor begins to tell jay what Blades inc. really was and why the hell they charge so much money for weapons. "We are all secretly FBI agents that work here in disquise an taking assination contracts, sabotaging, and etc.  The modern days of technology has evovled since 2016." ( PS to the reader: The present time is, 2045 and technology has 1,000 times more advanced than it was in 2016). "How old are you man, because I think you're starting toloose it at your old age?" Mr. Vctor laughed, and then replied "No Jay I'm as serious as Zike in Florida.  We needed to diquise ourselves becasue the all the new assination targets were getting to smart for us.  They were hacking into our computers, stealing secret information, and etc.  So we had to go undercover, get a new base, in this case a new building, a new database and computer system so the enemies wom't be abe to hack into it anymore." "Wow I guess you couldn't have made that one up even if you tried" Jay replied. "Another thing you need to know, about yourself. You're a half human half snake". Jay sits there as if Mr. Victor is high off of weed. "What the hell do I look like some geeky marvel fan.  Explain yourself and no bullshit." The man just stared at Jay with a serious look on his old gray wrinkled face.