“That’s it!” She yelled with such passionate hatred that even the seniors from the boy school stopped their laughing and yelling. Every ones eyes were suddenly fixed on 73. Her voice, full of hatred still rang in their ears. “If I hear as much as a squeak from anyone while we’re on this bus, I will personally deal with them, do I make myself clear?”
No one on the bus answered, but it was clear from their expressions that they understood very well. Some of the younger students looked ready to cry. 73’s lips curled in satisfaction. Despite the morning chill, she took her jumper off and tied it around her waist in an attempt to cover the tore in her skirt.
The moment the bus arrived at the school, 26 roughly pulled 73 aside, “Are you mad? Did you get dropped on your head when you were a kid? How the hell did you ever get so stupid?”
”What the hell?” 73 was rubbing her arm, knowing that bruises would follow 26’s finger marks. “Damn you ….”
“damn me? Well excuse me!! I wasn’t the one who nearly blew our cover back there on the bus! Are you crazy?”
73 pouted, “Well I must be if I let the bloody SI force me into this!”
26 wasn’t impressed, “What were you thinking?”
“ Well…. trying to keep my sanity –“
“Your sanity is worth nothing!” 26 hissed, “You will not endanger the SI cause some kid bumped into you and you got your skirt ripped.”
“Are you sure? “Thomas asked him for the thousandth time as though he were a young child.
At that point Aj lost his temper and suddenly flipped the table over. Every one turned to see what had happened. Aj made no attempt to apologize for his action.
“Fans don’t just climb up and in trough your window at 5.00am and they most certainly don’t jump out and suddenly disappear without the security finding any trace of them.”
I think he’s right.” Nick who had silently appeared next to Aj, said quietly. With the help of Kevin holding the other end of the table they turned it up the right way. Brian collected all the sheets of music Aj had been working on and set them on the table.
Usually when one of the men lost his temper , the rest of the band members told him to sit in a corner till he had calmed down and saw reason, but now they were even cleaning up his mess for him.
“We saw them as well, they weren’t your average teenage girl climbing up to a pop star’s room. AT FIVE in the morning and not to mention seven stories.” Kevin said emphasizing the last part.
“They were there for a reason, they had purpose , they knew what they were doing. Damn it they had guns!” Howie said breaking his moody silence.
Thomas signed, “What would you like me to do? Cancel the tour? We could always say that one of you’d has a tummy bug?”
“We have a bug alright” Aj snorted, “And it’s out there leaving mutilated bodies in our showers, making attempts on our lives, climbing up into our rooms in the morning….don’t you just love this country?”
“It looked a lot better in that travel magazine…” Nick muttered.
suddenly Brian’s hysterical laughter shook the room. He didn’t seem to be able to stop. A few minutes later Brian stopped. “Feel better?” Nick said a little mockingly. “Excuse me.” Thomas looked up to see two men in suits standing in front of him. “Harold Thomas?” One of the men inquired. “ Yes that’s me.” Thomas replied still rubbing his forehead, “ How can I help you?” “Mr Thomas I am agent Face and I have orders to take you and your band into custody.” James was putting away a gigantic folder with information about the UNSI’s failed missions when the two girls suddenly appeared in front of him, shouting at each other frantically. “You’re bloody crazy.” “I’m crazy? Excuse me but you’re the one who nearly got us killed! “It was your fault!” “Hell don’t blame your bad driving skills on me!” “I hope you remember that it was you who nearly collided with a truck yesterday morning!” “But I didn’t did I? You did. I was sure I was gonna be squashed into fish food—“ “watch—“ Paper was fly around. 73 and James both sat on the floor rubbing their heads, James suddenly noticed the flying papers. “That was 6 hours of work! I have spent the last 6 hours sorting those! How could you blind….uggghhh…I can’t believe this!" He wept. 73 got to her feet, “Well. At least you didn’t spent 6 hours in a mental institution and then have one of the patients drive you here!” With that she stormed off towards felins office, followed closely by 26 who was muttering under her breath in German. 73 knocked and waited for Felin to tell her to come in. The two agents stood in front of his desk . “So 73, inform me of your daily activities.” 73 spared a sharp glance for 26 before starting, “Well… I got on a bus with a bunch of crazy kids, got my skirt ripped. Had a boring day learning things I learnt 5 years ago, caught the damned bus back home , then I had this mental drive me here and nearly kill me!” She finished , frustrated and making no effort to hide it. “So you’re settling in I assume?’ “Yes.” Felin smiled. “Well I have a surprise for you two. We have the boy band in D.08 ready for questioning.” “Do you need them back alive?’ 73 asked. Feline considered , “It would help.” “come on 26 lets go and get this over with. I have home work to see to. “Gee 73, don’t you think that, that sounded a little too human?” “I dunno , You tell me 26. You are the human expert." “Get the hell out of here you two.” Felin ordered, angered by their juvenile behaviour. Kevin , Nick , Howie, Brian, Thomas and Aj. The 6 men were strapped into seats, in a circle with their backs turned towards the inside so they couldn’t see each other. Thomas had fainted as the agents had arrested him. The boys had, had quiet a scar as well. One second Brian was chasing Nick around the room, and the next they were all being shoved into a van with guns pointed at them. “does anyone here have any idea about why we could be here?” Thomas asked. “NO!” There was a small click and two figures in dark suits came in, their image reflecting trough the mirrors covering the walls. Shadows covered their faces , making them look like evil characters from a video game. The two figures moved out of the shadows. To every ones surprise they were female. One of them childishly sat down on the table, in front of the door. They glanced at the men, and the one sitting on the table flicked a switch and a few dim lights filled the dark room. One of the women had a stony cold face with eyes which could pierce trough you. The second, sitting on the table looked quiet different. She looked innocent and kind, you might have expected her to offer you a red apple. “I am agent 26,” The girl with darker hair began, “and this is agent 73.” She said pointing to the girl sitting on the table. She clearly did not approve of the other girl behaviour. “Any questions so far?” “Yeah!” Thomas yelled. “ What the hell are we doing here? And what’s with numbers?” “ You’re here to be questioned. “ 26 told him. “On what charges?” Thomas demanded. “ And don’t you have to read us our rights? I don’t even know which agency you’re from. CIA FBI? Or what ever their equivalent is in this country—“ “Mr Thomas.” Just above a whisper, 73’s voice sent cold chills down all their backs. They couldn’t match her face with her voice and tone, “We are agents from the United Nations Secret Intelligence. You are here to be questioned about your involvement in the death of an agent.” With that she bounced off the table and punching in a few codes on the door, left. 26 looked up at the mirrors from behind the files she was going trough, “ If you want to leave this room unharmed, or even alive, I suggest you co-operate.” “Co-operate? How? WE don’t even know what the hell is going on. We haven’t killed any one.” Nick informed her. 73 returned to the room. "Are we ready?” She waited for 26’s nod , before picking up a few photos from the pile and walked randomly up to AJ. “Mr McLean ,” She said coldly, and waited for him to shiver from fear before continuing,"Do you know who this is?” She asked putting the photo in front of him. “Nope. Not a clue—“ 73 grabbed a handful of Aj’s hair and slammed his head against the side of the seat as hard as she could. She held his head still and punched his face. She pushed the photo in his face and repeated herself. ”Do you know him?” She scream at Aj. He didn’t answer, 73 twisted the handful of hair she was holding. A chocked moan of pain escaped him but his eyes seemed blank. Noticing the five other men’s protest against the treatment of their friend, 26 got up. “He’s in shock 73. He won’t be talking for a while. You might as well take a break.” 73 nodded and dropped Aj’s head. 26 glanced over at Aj to make sure he was still breathing, then moved to Thomas. Thomas stiffened with fear. “Don’t worry Mr Thomas I’m not quiet as aggressive as my colleague here.” Thomas relaxed a little at that , but didn’t take his eyes off 73’s reflection in the mirror. “This is agent 54, His body was found a few days ago, by Mr McLean . Later agent 33, who was sent to investigate was also found dead.” “So why are we suspects? How do any of these deaths relate to us?’ Kevin demanded , angry. “During your stay here, you have increased the number of your security by 250%. Now. Why would a clean boy band, who have nothing to do with the SI need so much protection?” None of the men spoke. They all stared at her in mock amazement. “26 why don’t we just give them the needles? It would make my day a lot easier you know.” 73 said appearing next to 26. 26 nodded agreement and retrieved a metallic case , “Lucky, six needles to a casse.” She smiled. Her smiled made them feel sick and scared beyond belief.
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