212 Making Our Way
Now was the ti that we were going to storm that base of Dr. Mord’s. The commotion was sending through my nerves already. My arms were wiggling from the anticipation that was rolling through my hairs.
We were in that sa room before where Captain Briggs was telling us the plan, using excessive writing and very interesting drawings.
I looked by the side, and it seed as if Malachi was waiting for this mont all his entire life. He was walking as if he just got married, with his presence spilling his joy and his charm all around everywhere. He took a seat beside , almost creeping out of how bright he was this day. I felt excited-but also very dreadful. Like, co on, you can still die from this mission.
Now, I know you’re probably saying sothing like, “But haven’t you been an agent for months now-you should expect this. But you gotta understand, every ti you do a mission, you can die. That’s the scary part. You can die. You die-you’re dead.
I still got Mom and Dad to worry about, as well as my uncle-or actual dad in this case-and I don’t wanna die and lose them. My life feels pretty complete now that I have Greg and his buddies as friends, Mom and Dad, friends in the YMPA, and I also have Mr. Drails, which now thinking about it made think about what Fulton claid.
Did my father really love-no.
No, we’re not doing that again. Fulton is jealous because of my success with my father. Rocke was a bad person-and that’s not my fault. Honestly, I think Fulton is up to sothing to be honest and I an really up to sothing. But I’m not gonna waste my ti in doing so, because I don’t have any ti to waste. I have a family to live for. I have friends to have fun with, and I have to live the best life I possibly can live with all these things in mind.
As I looked up, Captain Briggs was walking towards the board with his marker firm in his grip. I could already tell I was in for a ride, so I sat down and braced myself. He began drawing the path that we were supposed to take from here on out. He had drawn everything as clear as day before, but I guess he thought we wouldn’t follow his instructions correctly.
“So, it’s pretty simple,” Captain Briggs began, “The four of you will sneak into the base, find out what kind of security is on the place, and make sure it doesn’t co back on you when you get inside,”
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“You’re forgetting one thing,” I said.
“What’s that?” Captain Briggs asked as he paused in drawing to look at .
“We’re not supposed to kill anybody,” I told him with a serious expression, “So if we co across a scientist who isn’t working for Dr. Mord or is even just an innocent civilian, we’ll be forced to let them go.”
“You’re going to be fighting in there too,” He pointed out.
“We know,” Tisiah said, “But we want to keep it low key-we don’t want any people to get hurt.”
“So don’t hurt any people,” he said with a few pauses in between, giving a certain look that was confused, but then it faded into sothing that looked like he was happy about the situation, “Alright, good point. Now, is everyone ready?”
“Yes, sir!” everyone shouted, which I was certainly late to the party, “We are ready to go.”
“Alright then,” He walked away from the board, “Let’s begin the mission.”
Agents rose from their seats, as Tisiah looked at , and it seed as if he was asking a question or wanting to go first, but I didn’t care enough to answer it. So I stood up from my chair, looking forward to the challenge-as well as I was trying not to get scared out of my brain-and started walking towards the door with everyone else behind .
When I reached the door, we turned our attention towards Captain Briggs, “Ready!” We called to him.
“Alright!” he said as he began drawing on the board, “Let’s do this! I can’t wait to see what happens.”
I just had to laugh at how enthusiastic Captain Briggs was-he was the real deal! Soon enough, Malachi and Fulton caught up with , with two other guys behind them. One of them was wearing a black suit, with his head shaved and wearing sunglasses. He was very short and thin, almost like a midget. The other was wearing a tan trench coat and a pair of black gloves. He looked more like a kidnapper than an agent, but we were all professionals here.
“Ya’ll ready?” Fulton asked and Malachi, who were walking side by side.
“Sure,” I said, and Malachi nodded, “Let’s do this.”
Once the door opened, soone shouted-though I have no clue who he was, he said: “Delta Team goes in SUV 2!”
“Where is that?” Malachi asked, as we looked around, trying to find this SUV number two.
“It’s over there,” Tisiah said as he pointed over our heads, “By those trees.”
“Alright!” Captain Briggs yelled out again, “Move out!” Fulton gestured as he turned towards us, “Co on, let’s go.”
We followed after him as he lead the way to the SUV. There were two guys in front of us who were wearing suits that resembled Fulton’s. We had to walk over to them since they were in the way, but once we got there, they were all smiles. They both had blond hair, which was parted in the middle and slicked down. They were both about six feet tall, and their faces were smooth and tan with dark eyes.
I opened the door and focused on them, afraid from their weird sort of looks. I entered inside the car before I sat down, which the seat imdiately ward my body, which I didn’t expect. A few minutes passed and the door shut behind . Fulton was sitting across from and Tisiah was right beside as well as Nikki and September.
“We’ve been in SUV’s a lot lately I do have to say,” Nikki chuckled as she put on her seatbelt, “This will be nice and easy compared to those.”
“Oh, I don’t know,” I replied as I turned around in my seat, “We’ve never done this mission before, so who knows? It could be a little harder.”
“I can’t wait,” Tisiah said as he looked at , “I’m excited.”
I’m scared. I don’t want to get hurt or die.
We’re all nervous about the situation. I didn’t want to say anything that would make them worry more about , but it felt like they knew. We all were worried about each other-though no one ever admitted to it.
“Yeah,” Nikki continued as she put on her seatbelt, “I can’t wait either. This would be another successful mission under my belt.” I nodded, feeling the excitent but also an uncertain feeling that was breathing inside of , “And I would love to do that.”
“Well,” Fulton began as he buckled his seatbelt, “I’ll be happy once this is done with and I can get back ho.” He looked at Nikki as he held her hand tightly in his own, “And I’d love to get a good night’s rest too.”
“Tell about it,” Malachi added with such a base in his voice, that a laugh was shared amongst all of us. “But I live for this.”
“Of course you do-you’ve been doing it for years!” Nikki said which she wasn’t wrong, “This is your life.”
“Well,” Fulton sighed, “I guess we better get going.” He looked around at us all again and gave a sort of serious expression. The SUV began to move as many began to exit of the garage, and into the bustling roads. The cars were moving quickly-they were going at a normal speed for this area-but they were still going really fast, which was making even more nervous and afraid of being hurt. I was wondering how we would be able to catch Dr. Mord in ti, and how we would be able to find his virus before anyone else did. I just hope we get to him before he does anything else-that we stop him before he hurts or kills anyone else.
The roars of the engines rang inside my ear, and the vibration rumbled under my body. These cars be moving though, not gonna lie, they weren’t too bad on the bumps and rough roadways-the SUV was surprisingly comfortable to ride in.
As we moved out onto the street, I felt like we were driving faster and faster than normal-though, I was getting used to this because it was happening all the ti.
“How do you guys feel?” Fulton asked and Tisiah with a grin as he looked at us both. “Fine,” I responded, but a weird feeling of digust or sothing sanctioned inside of as I looked at him, “What’s that supposed to an?”
“Nothing,” Fulton chuckled.
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