Name: Unknown, despite best efforts to obtain-apparently signs Carbon_15 on everything-even his credit card receipts, bulk doughnut purchase orders, and life insurance forms. I mean, jeez.

Height: Approx 6' 2"

Weight: 145 lbs

Standard Loadouts:

(Plain Clothes)
Glock 20 10mm, 15+1 Pro-Load 155gr JHP, 2x 15 spare mags, loaded with Gray Area Ammo proof-load 180 JHP's
S&W 360PD Scandium .357 w/ Remingon 125gr S-JHP's
Surefire 9Z Flashlight
Agent RayBan sunglasses for that cold, menacing stare directed at errant skateboarders near the Orange Julius
Magnum Hi-Tec Lightweight leather/nylon half boots

"We have the name of their next target. The name is...Neo"

(Special Response)

Load Bearing Equipment- Basic black BDU's, Black Load Bearing Vest, Camelbak hydration system

Primary Weapons-
A ) M4 Carbine variant with 4 position collapsible stock, 14.5" 1/7 twist m4 profile Barrel, A2 sights
B) Mossberg 9200A1 Jungle Gun. loaded with Less-Lethal beanbag rounds for quick takedown of bystanders with annoying questions.
C) Glock 20 10mm, 15+1 Pro-Load 155gr JHP,

Secondary Weapon-
A) Walther PPK
3 flashbang grenades
3 fragmentary grenades
Unknown number of throwing stars
Ivory handle, dragon's head General Issue Basic Ninja Sword.

Ammunition Loadout-

Primary:
A) 7x30 M16 magazines alternating 2 SS-109 and 2 Winchester 64 grain SP's
B) 10 LL (Less Lethal) rounds, 15 rounds #4 buckshot, 15 rounds 00 buckshot, 30 slugs
C) 6x15 Glock 20 magazines, 15+1 Pro-Load 155gr JHP,

Secondary:
A) 2x7 Walther PPK magazines, with JHP .380

Misc gear.- Military High-and-tight crew cut
Leather shooting gloves
Custom made assault Boots with Wall Climbing spikes at ankles, instep and toe

Ready for Anything, inside the mall...

Or outside...

Service Career (known): A former top-secret classified agent for the DEA, with a service career in the Army Rangers, as well as the Navy SEALs(He quoted as saying that he found them both to be a bunch of nancy-boys), Carbon_15 moved of from his boring undercover assignment in Nicaragua, to flex his skills with the real operators-Mall Security. A 6 month crash course in the ways of the Ninja prepared him for the grueling assault upon his senses he was about to undergo-and that's just the initiation process.

Upon acceptance into the Columbiana Centre mall clan, he was tested with plainclothes and "decoy" duty-wearing standard clothing, and when in uniform, wearing a "9to5" generic security uniform, with only weapons in deep concealment, such as the Walter PPK and the Kel-Tec P32. As his Mall's biggest attraction was a giant carousel, he was assigned the decoy badge as well, much to his chagrin.

Pony Police-A Badge of Honor

  Being treated as a simple security guard was irritating enough, but the badge incurred the commonly bantered nickname of the "Pony Police" for decoys like himself. In 3 months time, though, all that changed...

  A robbery attempt upon the Mall's Victoria Secret store, during the "Pony Police" segment of his training, caused Carbon_15's vigilant brotherhood of on-duty Mall Ninjas to surround the store, forcing a hostage situation through their use of tear gas through the display windows. Unfortunately, the 4 perpetrators were heavily armed and armored, and had entrenched themselves behind the checkout counter with their three hostages. The standoff could have lasted for any length of time, or ended in any number of ways...but Carbon_15 was in the store, and on full alert when the lingerie hit the fan. He was also, for good or bad, one of the hostages.

  Having been stripped of his mace and radio during the surprise attack, Carbon_15 wisely complied with the perp's instructions to stay still-even ninjas do not argue with a more than one SIG 551 pointed at them-but as soon as they were sufficiently distracted by the tear gas from outside, he made his move. From behind the counter, he easily freed himself from his duct tape bonds, flexing his wrists and twisting to loosen the tape. Upon being freed from his restraints, he drew and checked both his Walther PPK and his Kel-Tec. Signaling the hostages to remain silent, he checked carefully to see if he was drawing attention. Unobserved, he dropped to one knee, and fired at the nearest masked man. A direct hit to the back of the skull dropped him like a side of bacon, but the report brought all three of the other felons to their senses quickly.

  Squeezing off one more shot that went wild, and one that ended up in the shoulder of another shooter, he rolled back behind the counter just in time to avoid the merciless fulisade of 55-grain leaden death aimed at him. Tufts of carpeting floated about his head like frantic cherry blossoms, as he checked for wounds. He shot thrice more through the wood of the counter, and was rewarded with hearing one of the masked men shriek in pain. Reloading as he rolled, he tucked the half-empty mag of the diminutive Kel-Tec in his pocket, and rose from behind a rack of Miracle Bras like the very Wrath of God...both guns to the ready, point shooting now, and scoring direct, fatal hits on two of them as he advanced, seemingly in slow motion. No bullet seemed to touch him, nothing slowed his merciless advance through a dancing sea of colorful shredded silk, and the smoke of a thousand spent rounds of ammo.

  Down to the last standing shooter, who was struggling to reload his gun, as well as to his own last bullet, he sprinted the distance between them, and executed a takedown that will be forever hallowed in the annals of Mall Security; vaulting over a display of discounted nylons, he drove the heavier Walther automatic directly into the man's forehead, knocking him unconscious.

  Having heard the gunfire, and fearing the worst, the heavily armed Mall Ninjas entered the store, fanning left, right, left...meeting a scene that stunned them. Two freed hostages, two dead would-be robbers, and two more groaning on the ground, tied up tightly with the unbreakable bonds of several Body by Victoria bra straps...and Carbon_15, winded, drained, but unscathed and fully Victorias. Hahaha! Get it? Fully Victorias, like Victorious, only...oh, never mind.

  Anyhow, he now leads his own 10 man team on the 3rd Sector and Roof Patrol now...and the Carousel badge, while retired, serves as a constant reminder of one Ninja's ascent to the top. He still has not responded to his fellow's questions as to just what the hell he was doing in the Victoria's Secret in the first place.

  This report is apparently only one of many that could be told of his service career, but unfortunately, our researcher was caught in the act of borrowing the files that deal with Carbon_15's service history. All that was recovered was a roll of film...

Reportedly the very last picture our undercover researcher had on the roll of film in his camera...

More on this operative after new surveillance reports arrive...when we find another brave and stupid researcher.

End Report