[h1][center][color=00aeef]Astrid Ashbourne[/color][/center][/h1]
[center][h3][i]Change of Plans[/i][/h3][/center]

Astrid burst into her home, shaking her hand to put out the fire. Her home was really a warehouse. It had been abandoned years ago, and smelled like fish. [color=00aeef]"No place like home."[/color] She tossed the stolen folder onto a nearby desk and collapsed into an old mattress that lay in the middle of the warehouse. Rolling onto her stomach and stared up at the desk where the folder lay. The contents of that folder would change the ball game. It was the answer. It was her final goal. It was - is that a sandwich? Her stomach growled at the sight, and she realized how hungry she was from her recent 'activities.' She glared at it willing it to move itself into her mouth. [color=00aeef]"Come here!"[/color]

[color=f7976a]"Who me?"[/color]

Astrid whipped around and saw a man dressed in police garb, holding a gun in both hands. He was about 5'9" with blonde hair and an innocent face. [color=00aeef]"What? No. I meant the sandwich."[/color]

[color=f7976a]"You're, um... talking to a sandwich?"[/color]

She looked at him in disbelief. [color=00aeef]"No im not actually talking to a sandwich, it's a bloody sandwich. How would it talk back?"[/color] The policeman stammered trying not to look like a fool. [color=00aeef]"That would be a very one sided conversation."[/color] His mouth hung open, words escaping him.

[color=00aeef]"Either way, who the hell are you? And what do you want with me and my sandwich?"[/color] She moved to push herself off the mattress when something sharp pricked her neck. Her hand flew up and felt a small dart sticking out of her skin. Her arms wavered and gave out, vision going blurry.

[color=8882be]"Damnit Steven, you were told not to talk to the target."[/color] A second hidden voice spoke up.

[color=f7976a]"B-but I thought she was talking to m-me..."[/color]

[color=8882be]"Idiot, just get over here and cuff her."[/color]

[color=f7976a]"H-here."[/color] Astrid's sight was gone, but she could still hear the two men talk as if down a long tunnel. [color=f7976a]"Where we taking her anyway?"[/color]

[color=8882be]"L.A. Bosses got some new testing facility there."[/color]

[color=f7976a]"D-do you know what kind she is?"[/color]

[color=8882be]"Nah. Just came up on the list. I don't question the list. Come on let's get-"[/color] The sound faded out and Astrid blacked out.