LEVIATHAN, Gui Mwamba [management books to read .txt] 📗

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"Savages. Monkey, tell me the truth. You are spies send by American to spy of what we are operating, aren't you?" Khan shouted. "Spy? I am not a spy. Besides, where am I? Just kidding, and I am just nicely pleading with you before you get hurt." I warned. "You hurt us? And how would you that?" I replied. "Monkey scum!" Furthermore, before a sentence would come out my mouth, I discovered myself covered in my dried blood and bruises all over my body. I was wearing my white shirt with my jeans and bared feet.

"Cold. Brew, it is cold in here. Can I have a warm jacket and shoes? Furthermore, I already told I am not a- gah!" I grunted. "Silence! Monkey, just quiet, and you think you are going to deceive me," Khan growled. Continually, both my hands were tied to a metal pole, as I taste my blood in my mouth. "Oh, perhaps using fear will make him talk," Fear snickered. After that, when all of a sudden, growled as his mouth becomes enormous. Fear was like the big mouth, daddy. "Monkey? Isn't what you called me. Besides, Fear I know who are, and you don't scare me a bit. Do you hear me!" I roared. "Because you called yourselves Leviathans, isn't it?" After that, with all my might, I break loose from the roped I was tied too it. 

As Fear's men charged after me, but I blacktip, I unleashed my revolver and opened fire at them one by one. Furthermore, only six of them, and only two are the Leviathans, remained. With Khan coming in hand to hand combats against me while holding a Blade in his hands, however, I turned the weapon against him. Khan screams in pains, which made Fear who was about to run, but I threw a Blade at him, which penetrate through his heart. "Going somewhere, Fear?" I scoffed. "Impossible, gah!" Fear screamed. Fear exploded all over the bunker with his dark ink like blood all over the place, but it didn't spill on me because I quickly hit the hallway of Afghanistan's underground gigantic bunker.

Afterward, this occurred seven years ago; now, I am back in America. "Morning, Laume, it's about time you wake up. Yesterday you were exhausted, didn't you?" George asked. "Anyhow, have you find any Juliette?" "Not now, Georgette. Besides, I am not in the mood to search for any girl. I am sorry for being rude. Just not right now?" I signed. Afterward, I woke up, went to brush my teeth, and wash my face. I was sleeping with a warm home sweater and sweater, which I slept with because it was cold last night. I marched in the living room table for breakfast, unless I saw everyone there. "Uncle Laume, it's about time you have awaken. You were tired last night, haven't you?" Leah giggled. "Well, I guess so. What about you?" I asked. "Nothing much. I'm sitting and read my books, usual." Leah laughed. "Sure, excellent," I added.

 Elsewhere within the gigantic SL's of America in Washington, Dr. Smithson Chosen was studying the awesome project but dangerous at the same time; it was the unknown living gooey dark ink being living project. Chosen Smithson was working for the most sinister peculiar man by the name Ambassador Azazel with his henchman Citrus Malicious. "Howdy, Doctor Smithson, how is the project going that my man brought to you. Have you found anything usual about it?" Ambassador asked. "Well, it's about time you have arrived, Ambassador. And of course, I have discovered something awesome, but I only need more time. Just look closely at what I found out," Chosen added. 

Afterward, Doctor Smithson threw a piece of meat in the unbreakable glass container. Ambassador Azazel with Citrus was looking down the durable glass container where the dark ink being was with satisfaction. All three of them watch the wicked as being eaten unless was nothing left. Impressive, isn't it? Chosen asked. And I am going to accomplish this about ten days." Ten days for you to achieve this, no. I only gave three days if not_grr!" Azazel roared as he roars with his big sharp teeth mouth, while Chosen Smithson shivered to the core. "You know what I meant, don't you?" Ambassador snickered. Yes, Ambassador. I won't let you down," Chosen gulped.

INFORMATION FROM DOCTOR SMITHSON

 Elsewhere within the gigantic underground CIA HQ, every top agency was gathered on the table waiting for the Director within Washington. Furthermore, I was in Utah with my little cousin, her husband, and my little niece Leah. "What's keeping Director Naomi, let?" Nicole mumbled. "I have no idea, but you have to be patient. Director Naomi will be-!" Marc paused. Everyone, good morning, and I  am very sorry for taking most of your time." Noami greeted. "Morning, Director, how are you, Chief?" Nicole asked. Director Naomi was a fatal and serious black woman in her forties up, but although she was old but sturdy. Nicole Simmons was a twenty years of age black woman. "I am fine, thank you, Nicole," Naomi replied. 

   "All right, everyone, and thank you for coming. We are gathering here because we have a serious threat. I have a video from one of our agent Mile Saul, who is guarding Doctor Smithson and his expanded laboratory, but for this past few days, he had gone missing. Hit it, Luke!" Noami said. "Yes, madame." Luke agreed. After that, Luke turns on the short video on the big screen. Furthermore, Luke was an experience Indiana man but his father, Indian while his mother was an African woman who speaks French, Swahili, and Lingala. He gifted, talented, and skillful gadget Inventor, and he loved his job. "Morning, Director Naomi, it is I, Agent Saul, I just had suspicious that Dr. Smithson is working for Ambassador Azazel with a sinister project. And this one is name is Citrus Malicious; it seems both of them are up to something." He said.

 "Ambassador seems like he is planning something thing sinister. And I believe that the dark being within the unbreakable glass container is connected, Ambassador has only given Doctor Chosen three days, if not well-?" Saul gulped. Saul showed Ambassador's big mouth with sharp teeth knives after he had roared, making him shivered to the bones as he sent a video to Noami. Well, what do we seem like we have a spy in our midst-gah!" Citrus grunted. After smack Saul with the palm of his hands,  crushing the camera, he was using to record the video. 

"Well, that's all my fellow agency. But do you worried have another plan for you." Noami said. And Luke hit it once again." Yes, madame, chief?" Luke answered. "Good morning agency, my name is Mei Kim. I volunteer to trained young CIA and DIA martial arts do with them out there as a spy or on the mission for America's safety. Everyone is welcome; if they are teenagers, young boys, and girls, all are welcome. At Camp Warriors, I trained them almost everything. I mean climbing wall, martial arts, hand in hand combats, and almost everything that CIA and DIA experience. Making them ready to protect and defend our country Americans on the mission they have to ascend to do it." Mei said. "What? Director Naomi, you cant be series. You are going to send  kids on whatever this mission they have assigned too?" Marc asked. 

"No, Marc. I send a teenager on this mission. And Luke show to them once again, please?" Naomi pleaded. Afterward, Luke gladly showed them my photo on the big screen. "What? Laume, is what I see on the screen?" Marc asked. "Surely, Marc, do you have any problem with that," Naomi asked. "No, but I don't know if he is going to accept that," Marc added. "Well, I visit my cousin Georgette Mitcham, told her that I am his friend, and she told me that. It's been years that her cousin doesn't care about girls, although she introduced him to one like he does not seem to care. Laume always told her that he never going to fall in love-." Noami stopped. Nicole? I want Laume to get closer to her." Yes, Director. I got you. Laume is at the house celebrating his little niece's birthday with a lot of guests." Nicole answered. 

Elsewhere within Georgette mention, I was sitting alone with Leah when I spotted a young black girl flirting with me. "Howdy, Laume? Are you two dating?" Simmon asked. "Um, maybe. And why do you ask?" I asked. Well, because you and the birthday girl always sit together whenever we come for her birthday," Simmons said.

CIA AGENCY HQ

Elsewhere within Georgette mention, I was sitting alone with Leah when I spotted a young black girl flirting with me. "Howdy, Laume? Are you two dating?" Summon asked. Um, maybe. And why do you ask?" I asked. Well, because you and the birthday girl always sit together whenever we come for her birthday," Simmons said. And you are. Um- I. I just don't want to be with any_ah-well. I-I got to go." I said. Afterward, I stood up and went to sit with Bringham with hundreds of friends watching everything of what's was going on. "Howdy, what's seems like to be a problem with you, Laume?" Michael asked. Nothing, can you just leave me alone, Mike?" I signed. Seriously, man. You were ridiculous. Um- I. I just don't want to be with any_ah-well. I-I got to go. Are you kidding?" Mike shouted. 

I said. Leave alone, didn't you heard me?" I roared. As I went to sit, a chair surrendered who was looking at me with pity, confusion, and sad eyes unless I broke in laughter hard. While all of them were even more confused. You. You should see all of your faces. Well, I tell you all why I don't want to fall in love. Never, ever.  Besides, guess you never say never, but my point is everything I find a girl, give her your heart, but I always end up heartbroken. So what's the point from getting married when I know it will end the same?" I signed. Howdy, Laume. You always the same pathetic as ever?" The voice interrupted. 

  I look up unless I saw a young girl coming towards me.