Tony stares into the sun. He doesn't know what to do. WHOOP let him go months ago. And he was thrown into a world like he never knew.
He thinks back to the day that changed his life. Teams in WHOOP were supposed to have three people. Not four. He was respectable in his abilities, but his siblings were better. He was discharged. He remembered it clearly. Jerry called him to a room he'd never been in. He sat him down and flashed something in his eyes.
"Thank you for participating in our survey please come again," Jerry had said. Tony was confused. He knew that line was only used on discharged spies to explain what they were doing at WHOOP. Tony felt hurt. He was not going to… How did he remember? He put on his spy face and showed no emotion.
He was escorted outside and was taken home by his siblings. He felt hurt. They said he went in for a survey. Tony knew that the Marc, Megan and Lee he knew, weren't with him anymore. He held back his tears. If he showed he remembered WHOOP, he didn't know what they would do.
Back to present day.
He looks down. All he wants is to escape the darkness he feels. His clothes show that. A black turtle neck despite the heat, black jeans and a black ball cap. He looks like an evil twin of Tony. He notices the calls his siblings send to Jerry. He was able to intercept and listen in on their conversations.
Jerry was pleased to hear that he made the right decision. If only he knew that it was he would made Tony what he was now. Tony walked into his home. He walked into his and Marc's room. Not that he did anything in there. He just needed his equipment. He had noticed that he understood the mechanics of numerous pieces of spy gadgets.
He looked at his currant work. It was built for him, like everything else he made. It was a scarf, or so it seemed. He was able to link it up to his brain frequency. When he did, it was like a third arm. It was water proof too so he was very proud.
If WHOOP could see him now. He smiled. Only when he was alone, working on spy like stuff did he feel happy. Or when he was singing. Well doing anything musical. He put the scarf on. All his gadgets were on his person.
He couldn't risk anyone else finding his inventions. Even if it could get him back in WHOOP.
His hat had been built to catch any call, station, or conversation made electronically. It also could pull out an earpiece so he could hear and record a nonelectrical conversation. His shirt contained an electric pulse when he was threatened. His shoes allowed him to, for short periods of time, walk or run on water.
He walked into the kitchen. He immediately noticed his parents and siblings were in there. They all looked happy. They weren't as much when they saw his scarf. It was just as black as the clothes he wore all the time. But they were still happy.
Tony made a disgusted face, "What?"
"Tony we have some good news," said his mom.
Tony thought of what he would think would be good news, Marc failing an important test, Megan dubbed the ugliest girl in the town, or Lee losing a basketball game to a five year old. Yeah, he was still bitter about the WHOOP incident.
"And this good news would be?" he asked with a dark look on his face.
"You got accepted to Howl's Obbligato World," his dad said with a smile. Tony got a blank look on his face.
"Hauh?" he said confused.
"Good job bro!" said Lee.
"That's a prestigious music academy," said Marc with a smile.
"You'll love it there!" said Megan. Tony put two and two together. They were going to do this to get rid of the black sheep. The flaw to a perfect family. He'd either come back how they wanted him, or he'd be fully independent. He saw himself being independent. He couldn't go back to being the little boy they all knew. He thought carefully, what were the odds Jerry had something to do with this? Very high.
He looked at everyone smiling. He just closed his eyes and walked out. He wasn't an idiot. He had heard of that school. It was fairly new but it was good at scouting talent. If you got in, then you were one of the best. He wondered how he got in. He only sung in private or at school events with a group of people. And that school required a recording. Most likely Jerry. He sighed. He didn't need WHOOP anymore.
He walked to his room and pulled out two suitcases. It was a boarding school. That was the only good thing he could think of. He packed his gadget clothes first. Couldn't have Megan putting them on when she needed clean gym clothes. He was fully packed in half an hour. He sat on his bed. Him leaving was a win win. Marc got his own room, less to hide from. Lee could exercise alone. And Megan would be more popular.
Tony heard his parents talk as he packed. The plane would leave tomorrow. He was actually looking forward to it. This music school, how bad could it be?
Okay I know this isn't great but please review. Yes I am a big Tony fan!