On The Run: The First Missions Episode 1

Episode summary:

It's UwU's first day as a police officer, and he feels somewhat nervous. His other work mates seem to be judging him. For UwU's first mission, he has an anxiety attack, and he gets in a little bit of trouble. However, his friend, KINGWITHERSKULL, seems to be a police officer with him, too. The two meet up, and King gives UwU some advice. UwU feels much better, and in the end, he successfully accomplishes a mission and arrests a criminal, along with King.

Episode script:

"Hi guys, it's UwU. I'm nervous. It's my first deployment as a police officer. I mean, a full-fledged police officer! THIS IS CRAZY! I really hope the criminals won't capture me and then turn me into a mummy by covering me with flex tape, because that would be SCARY! I need to calm down. I gotta go, I'll keep writing later."

I put my diary into my locker and headed out to my deployment. I sat in the SWAT van. A few other officers, all of which were taller than me, looked down at me like I was an insect.

"So you're the new guy, right?" One of them said to me. "You're not looking buff enough."

"Oh, don't worry, I'm working on it," I replied.

The van took off, and we headed for the Museum, which was being robbed at the time. All of my colleagues looked ready for combat, armed to the teeth with police batons and swat pistols. I, on the other hand, was sweating so hard from nervousness that I'd become a waterfall.

"Ayy, look at him!" A slightly mean-looking officer pointed at me. "New kid's nervous! Haha!" Everyone burst out laughing, which only added to my anxiety. I looked around, embarrassed, as the back door of the SWAT van slid open. Everyone charged out, and I followed behind, trying very hard to be brave. I was trained for this!

But then, a grenade flew out the top of the Museum. It landed right at my feet. I panicked so hard and jumped away a few feet, screaming. One of the more experienced officers quickly picked up the bomb, and skilfully disarmed it before it exploded. "Kid, don't panic next time, you know how to do this!" he scolded me.

Gunshots flew from the Museum roof, and we all quickly took cover. I was breathing really hard, essentially half-dead from fear, and then the rock we were taking cover behind exploded. The criminals were shooting rockets at us! MY WORST FEAR!

As I leapt under an antique car on display, trembling with fright, the cop team climbed up the ladder to engage and arrest the criminals, and I heard a lot of gunshots--and a lot of screaming. I had a full-on panic attack, and yelled in a shaky voice, "I can't take this anymore! I WANT TO GO HOME!!!"

For freaking out during my mission the my commanding officer gave me a warning. I tried to explain I wasn't always the most courageous of the bunch but he wouldn't listen. Hanging my head, I left the office.

"Hey dude! Why are you so glum?" a familiar voice piped up. My friend KINGWITHERSKULL was here! He'd been in the police force for 3 months now, and was way more experienced than me.

"Long story short, I had an anxiety attack during my mission, and lost my mind," I replied unhappily.

"Oh, I had the same issue a while ago! It's easy to deal with though, just use this trick I learned on Ro-Tube! Every night just replay the worst-case-scenario in your mind multiple times until you feel less scared of it. That way you'll be prepared for any situation! And if you still loose your mind then try deep breathing. And remember: It's okay to be scared."

"Wow, thanks dude! I appreciate that!" I responded, cheering up a bit.

"That's what friends are for, am I right" King said.

The nights afterward I did as King had taught me. Every day I grew less scared of being wrapped up in flex tape like a mummy and getting blasted by rockets. Until I finally felt like I could take on the world!

My next deployment came when I was told to track down a criminal who has robbed the Donut Shop and Gas Station. He was hiding in a top-secret criminal base located in the City. I was conveniently paired with King, so that was great.

We tracked down the criminal, who was getting ready to rob the Jewelry Store. We stealthily moved over to his position, where he was using a laser-cutter to carve open the glass of the building. Then, we ambushed him.

King leapt at the criminal, who pointed a gun at him. They exchanged a few shots, before King judo-kicked him to the ground. But as he was going to cuff his opponent, the robber did a professional backflip and punched King in the face.

"Don't mess with the Cloaked Menace!" The criminal yelled, and then snatched a baby from a passing pedestrian. The mother cried out for help, rushing at him, but he slammed the mother to the ground. The baby sobbed, and the Cloaked Menace pointed a gun to his little head. "ONE MORE STEP AND I'LL BLOW HIS BRAINS OUT!" he yelled at me. I shivered at that thought. I hated it whenever I heard a baby had died from unfortunate events on the news. I wasn't about to let one of those cases happen right in front of me, but I had to think fast. If only I stopped panicking.

Shivering, I said to myself, "D-deep breaths...d-deep breaths...c'mon dude..."

As I took some deep breaths to clam myself the Cloaked Menace laughed evilly. "Who sent you here to fight me?! You can't even take care of yourself!"

But I'd calmed down already. I mustered my courage, and pointed a finger at him. I'd read from his files that he was very self-conscious and cared a lot about his looks. So I yelled defiantly, "DON'T YOU DARE SPEAK TO ME THAT WAY, HIDEOUS BEAST!"

The Cloaked Menace reeled back, shocked. "Say WHAT?!" I looked back to see King aiming at him with his pistol. "NOW!" I cried out.

I heard a blasting noise, and looked at the Cloaked Menace. He roared in anguish, his leg bleeding, and collapsed. I rescued the bawling baby and returned it to its grateful mother, and King cuffed the criminal, and taped his mouth shut because he was cursing at us.

"Nice work pal!" King complimented me as we walked off into the sunset.