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WARNING! (The fake one)

This story contains mature subject matter concerning teens and is meant to help said age group "experience" a problem they may encounter in their life and show the consequences of their actions if they handle it in the wrong way. There will be separate sections for boys and girls for as we all know, both genders experience different struggles during their precious formative years.

If you are a pre-pubescent, you should NOT be reading this story, you should be in bed. Such mature subject matter is not for your tender young eyes.

If you are an adult and you are a parent, perhaps you should "experience" this story with your teen, for they may still have further questions about the subject matter. Questions that you should provide answer for, because if you do not they may learn the wrong answers from their peers, the streets, minorities or even (gasp) the evil dirty internet!

If you are an adult and NOT a parent, get the fuck out of here. You probably just want to "play" the girl path and choose all the slutty choices, you fucking pervert.

It is the hope that this story may somehow help teens better deal with the problems found in this story in real life. And remember if you do turn out to be gay (boys) or sexually loose (girls) it doesn't make you a bad person. It just means you're going to die of AIDS and burn in hell.

Now what gender are you?

You female

You are a typical female teen…well maybe not entirely typical. In your current state you aren't very popular in school. Sometimes you feel left out of things, particularly social gatherings, and boys don't seem to notice you at all. Maybe being popular would makes things easier and make you happier, but then you also wonder if you even belong here, as you have a hard time relating to people sometimes.

Well, what are YOU going to do about it?
You are very suddenly interrupted by a loud banging on the door. You hear, "¡Abrir! ¡Policía! Abre esta puerta ahora!" The banging continues and you hear, "Policia!" The sturdy door is shaking in the frame and you know that you only have a moment to decide what to do...

You open the door and attempt to talk your way out of the situation, even though you don't speak Spanish.

You take a deep breath and step towards the door. You look down and brush a little dust from your chest as you reach out for the door handle. You press down the handle and pull the door open. Three very angry looking policemen stand at the door, looking surprised that you opened the door. One has his pistol in his hand. You smile and take a last breath as you prepare to try and explain that you are not who they are looking for...

You continue...

You show the police your biggest smile and start to explain that you are not who they are seeking. Instead of listening to you, they slam you to the side as one man runs past you into the room. They continue to yell at you in Spanish and you cannot understand them. When you try and speak, one of the policemen punch you in the face. The one from inside the room calls out something else in Spanish and the other two draw their guns. As you attempt to turn around to explain, they both fire into your chest. You look at them, still not understanding, as your life slips away from you.

Sorry, it would appear that you have lost. Please do try again, especially if this is your first time. There are lots of different options and possibilities. Be sure to try acts that you have trained, as you will have a much better chance of success if you do!

You had a 10 percent chance of winning that battle.
You are very suddenly interrupted by a loud banging on the door. You hear, "¡Abrir! ¡Policía! Abre esta puerta ahora!" The banging continues and you hear, "Policia!" The sturdy door is shaking in the frame and you know that you only have a moment to decide what to do...

You take a stand, open the door, and attack. The police!

You decide that if they are going to take you down, you are going to go down in a blaze of glory. You take a moment to rig a quick explosive on the back of the door and step away from the door. You take cover behind the corner of the bathroom and wait. When they strike the door one more time, the explosive goes off, blowing the door off the hinges and towards the hallway. You step around the corner, staying low, gun at the ready to fire at anything that moves...

You continue...

Looking over at the door, it takes a moment for the dust to clear. You don't see anything moving, so you stand up and stare into the dust. You step towards the door, trying to make out the figures in the dust cloud when suddenly guns open up firing in your direction. You turn and twist and attempt to get back under cover as a bullet finds your back, spinning you around. A second round hits you in the chest and you crumble to the ground, as everything quickly fades to black.

Sorry, it would appear that you have lost. Please do try again, especially if this is your first time. There are lots of different options and possibilities. Be sure to try acts that you have trained, as you will have a much better chance of success if you do!

You had a 10 percent chance of winning that battle.
Very suddenly, the man jumps to his feet, knocking the chair he was sitting in to the ground behind him. As it clangs into the ground, his hands rise up, one with a fork and one with a dinner knife. You turn your hips and move quickly to avoid the very sudden slash with the knife across your midsection.

The man moves cautiously with his knife held out in front of him. As his feet shift on the ground, you realize that he looks quite skilled with the improvised weapon. Your mind travels back to your training in the warehouse and you carefully watch the knife, his arm, and his eyes. You are not sure what he will do next, but he is clearly watching you carefully, looking for an opening.

The two other couples at the cafe get up and scramble away from the tables and chairs. You do not take your eyes from the now armed man in front of you. A serving platter crashes to the ground as a waiter appears and then quickly runs back into the restaurant. You know it will not be long before he summons help in the form of the local police, who you probably do not want to meet right now. The man circles and moves towards you and you can tell he is about to make another strike with the knife.

You dodge the attack and try to move through the furniture to avoid the man.

As the knife comes towards you, you duck and turn. You quickly scramble under the nearest table, hoping to get out of his reach and to the far side. You roll around a downed chair and jump to your feet, ready to avoid this fight at all costs.

You continue...

You roll and jump to your feet on the other side of the table. Unfortunately, the man was anticipating your move, and he has come around the table. As you scramble to your feet, moving away, you feel a sharp pain in your back. You reach around, but cannot reach the location -- the man has stabbed you in the ribs. You try to get to your feet, but the strength is quickly leaving your body.The world around you gets dimmer as you drop to the ground. You can hear sirens in the distance, but they are getting more quiet as you decide you will close your eyes and rest, just for a moment. I am sorry, but it would appear that you have died.

You had a 10 percent chance of winning that battle.

Please do feel free to try again. To increase your chance of success, be sure to use a skill that you have trained or have items to help you.
Very suddenly, the man jumps to his feet, knocking the chair he was sitting in to the ground behind him. As it clangs into the ground, his hands rise up, one with a fork and one with a dinner knife. You turn your hips and move quickly to avoid the very sudden slash with the knife across your midsection.

The man moves cautiously with his knife held out in front of him. As his feet shift on the ground, you realize that he looks quite skilled with the improvised weapon. Your mind travels back to your training in the warehouse and you carefully watch the knife, his arm, and his eyes. You are not sure what he will do next, but he is clearly watching you carefully, looking for an opening.

The two other couples at the cafe get up and scramble away from the tables and chairs. You do not take your eyes from the now armed man in front of you. A serving platter crashes to the ground as a waiter appears and then quickly runs back into the restaurant. You know it will not be long before he summons help in the form of the local police, who you probably do not want to meet right now. The man circles and moves towards you and you can tell he is about to make another strike with the knife.

You stand and take the hit, then punch the man in the throat.

You see the blade coming, and you move towards it, hoping to surprise the man. By cutting off his expected flow, you imagine that he will not be able to slide into you where and when he expected. You cock your arm back, ready to knock him to the ground when he misses.

You continue...

The man stabs with his knife and his face shows surprise when you move towards him. Instead of stabbing you, the knife hits nothing but the space behind you as his arm strikes you. You react quickly and punch the man in the throat. You hear the knife clatter to the ground behind you as the man gasps for breath. You move quickly and pick up the knife. When you turn back you see the man has run off and has headed down an alley next to the coffee shop.

Looking around, you see that there is no one else in the area, others have cleared out. In a second-story window you see a woman staring out the window at you, her arms crossed. You hear the sound of sirens in the distance and figure you should get moving. There is an alley near the coffee shop and you take off down it at a run, deciding the only place you can head now is the hotel.


Note: You had a 90 percent chance of winning that battle.
You decide to follow the map towards the contact and the coffee shop. From the airstrip, you drive around a few hills and in the direction of Havana. Driving down the hills, you see the city start to unfold in front of you and can easily follow the map towards the coffee shop.

When you arrive, you notice there is plenty of parking and not that many cars around. Instead there are a number of people on mopeds and motorcycles and a few older cars. There are a few small delivery trucks driving around as well. You find a space on the side of the street and park the car.

You wait in the car for a few moments and watch the people around you. Most of the people around appear to be in a hurry, or at least have a purpose. Across the street there are a number of round tables with umbrellas outside the coffee shop where you are to meet. There are two couples sitting at tables there, drinking coffee and a single man with blonde hair and a bushy mustache sitting by himself. You guess that he must be your contact.

Taking one last look around, you step out of the car. You pause to let a mule pulling a wagon travel along the road before you cross towards the coffee shop. It appears that there is no one else watching as you make your way across the street. You walk up to the blonde man sitting alone.

You say:

You is the coffee any good here?

The man replies, "It is good, but not as good as Kenyan coffee."

You say:

You but you like Kenyan tea.

The man looks nervous at your response and you can see sweat suddenly break out on his forehead. He looks around at the street and quickly glances up and down the street. He slowly slides his chair back from the table and continues to glance around. He looks back at you and rises to his feet. He fiddles with his cup and his napkin for a moment, looking down, then moves suddenly.

He shoves his cup off the table and it crashes onto the floor. He makes a move in your direction and you tense up in defense. Then he shifts and moves to the side, quickly running past you. He knocks a chair over as he reaches the street and takes off at a run down the street before you can stop him. The two couples at the other tables look over at you, as if waiting for you to explain the man. You look after him and shrug your shoulders.

In a moment his has vanished from sight. After a pause, the two couples go back to their conversations, ignoring the man and you. Looking around, you don't see anyone else that appears interested in you or the man. With your contact gone, you are not sure what you should do next. You look at the man's abandoned table, but then decide to go back to your car.
The man replies, "It is good, but not as good as Kenyan coffee."

You say:

You ah, but Kenyan is too expensive.

The man looks around and gestures to the seat across from him. He makes a motion for the waiter and the waiter quickly shows up with some Cuban coffee. The man takes one more look around and then speaks, "We should be safe here, but you never know. Our target's employer has many friends in many places. Do not speak anything other than what you have to. Use no names at any time."

He says, "I know few details. It is best that way. I know little of why you are here, but I know some. I do not know your mission, so do not bother asking me any questions. Instead, I am here to offer you assistance. I cannot help you with the mission itself, I do not know the details. I am simply here to offer you an item to aid you with, well, whatever it is that you're going to do."

He pauses once more then, continues, "I can provide you with a suit. Not just any suit, but a top-notch, custom-fit Italian suit. They already know your size, so that can be provided quickly. It might help you should you try and talk your way past anyone or anything. I also have a box of, well, gadgets. It contains a number of different items that might help you with alarms, locks, and other such things. Or, if you would rather, I can get you a few weapons."

He checks to be sure no one else has approached and continues, "Not a great deal of weapons, as these are hard to get here, but enough to do what you need. Don't tell me what you need them for, just let me know if that's what you need."

He gets to his feet and drops money on the table to pay for the coffee. He says, "Tell me what you need and I will ensure it is at your hotel room. Do not delay, the longer you are here in the open, the more likely it is that the secret police will spot you and decide they want to know more about you. So what do you want?"

You tell him that you want the suit.

You tell the man what you want. He nods and quickly moves away from you, hailing a cab and disappearing into the cab before you have a chance to ask him any additional questions. With no other clear options, you decide to head to the hotel Melia Habana. You head in the entrance of the luxurious hotel and head to the counter. As you approach, the bellhop runs up to you and says, "Ah, Mr. Smith, you have been expected."

He leads you to the counter where the hotel attendant hands you a key card for a room on the top floor. As you turn to head to the elevator, the bellhop says, "Yes, and there was a package left here for you as well. I will bring it up and meet you at the room."

You enter the elevator and ride to the top floor. As promised, the bellhop has somehow arrived on the floor of the hotel before you. He leads you to the room and opens the door for you. Before you can enter, he hands you a package.

The package contains a quality suit, just as your contact had described. You step into the room and then into the bathroom to put the suit on. As he promised, the suit fits you perfectly. Looking in the mirror, you can tell that anyone who sees you in this suit will be impressed.
The man looks around and gestures to the seat across from him. He makes a motion for the waiter and the waiter quickly shows up with some Cuban coffee. The man takes one more look around and then speaks, "We should be safe here, but you never know. Our target's employer has many friends in many places. Do not speak anything other than what you have to. Use no names at any time."

He says, "I know few details. It is best that way. I know little of why you are here, but I know some. I do not know your mission, so do not bother asking me any questions. Instead, I am here to offer you assistance. I cannot help you with the mission itself, I do not know the details. I am simply here to offer you an item to aid you with, well, whatever it is that you're going to do."

He pauses once more then, continues, "I can provide you with a suit. Not just any suit, but a top-notch, custom-fit Italian suit. They already know your size, so that can be provided quickly. It might help you should you try and talk your way past anyone or anything. I also have a box of, well, gadgets. It contains a number of different items that might help you with alarms, locks, and other such things. Or, if you would rather, I can get you a few weapons."

He checks to be sure no one else has approached and continues, "Not a great deal of weapons, as these are hard to get here, but enough to do what you need. Don't tell me what you need them for, just let me know if that's what you need."

He gets to his feet and drops money on the table to pay for the coffee. He says, "Tell me what you need and I will ensure it is at your hotel room. Do not delay, the longer you are here in the open, the more likely it is that the secret police will spot you and decide they want to know more about you. So what do you want?"

You tell him that you want the gadgets.

You tell the man what you want. He nods and quickly moves away from you, hailing a cab and disappearing into the cab before you have a chance to ask him any additional questions. With no other clear options, you decide to head to the hotel Melia Habana. You head in the entrance of the luxurious hotel and head to the counter. As you approach, the bellhop runs up to you and says, "Ah, Mr. Smith, you have been expected."

He leads you to the counter where the hotel attendant hands you a key card for a room on the top floor. As you turn to head to the elevator, the bellhop says, "Yes, and there was a package left here for you as well. I will bring it up and meet you at the room."

You enter the elevator and ride to the top floor. As promised, the bellhop has somehow arrived on the floor of the hotel before you. He leads you to the room and opens the door for you. Before you can enter, he hands you a package.

The package contains a briefcase. You set the briefcase down and open it. Inside you find a number of gadgets that look like they came from the set of James Bond. Certainly these tools will help you with locks, security, or any other such activities.
The man looks around and gestures to the seat across from him. He makes a motion for the waiter and the waiter quickly shows up with some Cuban coffee. The man takes one more look around and then speaks, "We should be safe here, but you never know. Our target's employer has many friends in many places. Do not speak anything other than what you have to. Use no names at any time."

He says, "I know few details. It is best that way. I know little of why you are here, but I know some. I do not know your mission, so do not bother asking me any questions. Instead, I am here to offer you assistance. I cannot help you with the mission itself, I do not know the details. I am simply here to offer you an item to aid you with, well, whatever it is that you're going to do."

He pauses once more then, continues, "I can provide you with a suit. Not just any suit, but a top-notch, custom-fit Italian suit. They already know your size, so that can be provided quickly. It might help you should you try and talk your way past anyone or anything. I also have a box of, well, gadgets. It contains a number of different items that might help you with alarms, locks, and other such things. Or, if you would rather, I can get you a few weapons."

He checks to be sure no one else has approached and continues, "Not a great deal of weapons, as these are hard to get here, but enough to do what you need. Don't tell me what you need them for, just let me know if that's what you need."

He gets to his feet and drops money on the table to pay for the coffee. He says, "Tell me what you need and I will ensure it is at your hotel room. Do not delay, the longer you are here in the open, the more likely it is that the secret police will spot you and decide they want to know more about you. So what do you want?"

You tell him that you want the weapons.

You tell the man what you want. He nods and quickly moves away from you, hailing a cab and disappearing into the cab before you have a chance to ask him any additional questions. With no other clear options, you decide to head to the hotel Melia Habana. You head in the entrance of the luxurious hotel and head to the counter. As you approach, the bellhop runs up to you and says, "Ah, Mr. Smith, you have been expected."

He leads you to the counter where the hotel attendant hands you a key card for a room on the top floor. As you turn to head to the elevator, the bellhop says, "Yes, and there was a package left here for you as well. I will bring it up and meet you at the room."

You enter the elevator and ride to the top floor. As promised, the bellhop has somehow arrived on the floor of the hotel before you. He leads you to the room and opens the door for you. Before you can enter, he hands you a package.

The package contains an ammo box. Opening it up, you see a small .22 caliber pen gun, a small concealable pistol, ammunition, and a small radio-controlled bomb. Certainly these things will help you if you need to bring violence on anyone.
You step to the doorway and look into the room. It is a very dimly lit room, so you have to look carefully to see the contents. There is a spotlight shining on a small brown box in the center of a table on the far side of the room. Most of the rest of the small room is in darkness, other than what is lit by the light coming from the main warehouse. You can see through the door it is exactly as the British gentleman had described.

The entire room is about 15 feet square. There is a man standing, arms crossed in front of him, in front of the table. He has a large knife in one of his hands and you cannot be sure in the shadows, but perhaps a firearm strapped to his waist. He is staring off into the distance and is facing the wall to the left, so that you are looking at his left side. You cannot see anything on that wall where he is looking, but he does appear quite focused. The floor of the room is in darkness and you cannot really see anything else in the room. The box on the table is quite clear at this point...

You walk up to the guard seductively and wink...

You move into the room and step to the left, trying to stay in sight of the guard. You smooth your shirt and nod in his direction. He spots you and tenses up. You raise your hands to show that you are not a threat to him and start complimenting him on his size and ability to guard...

You continue...

You wave to the guard, holding your hands up. As you do, he unfolds his arms and holds the knife out in an attack posture. You talk to the man and attempt to keep him off-guard. You nod often, trying to get his to nod with you, to get him on your side. As you speak, you attempt to casually work your way around to the table. You compliment the guard as you reach behind your back and pick up the box. As you attempt to move back to the door, he steps in front of you. You work to talk your way past him, but as you move, he stabs out with the knife, splitting your ribs. You feel the pain as the knife goes through your chest and the tip stabs into your heart. You hear the box drop from your hands as you fall to your knees, your life quickly draining from your body.

It would seem that you have failed your challenge. In the high stakes world of spy vs. spy this means that you have been killed. This is not the best way to end this story, but sadly, this is how your story ends. Sorry about that! Thank you for reading! Feel free to try again.

You had a 10 percent chance of winning that battle.