Hello everybody! I'm mysterywriter2418, and this is my second story. For those of you who have read my other story, No Itex Right?, don't worry, I will also update that. But I'm just eager to get this story started. Please enjoy!
Note: This will probably mostly be in Fang's POV
Disclaimer-I don't own the epic, amazing flock, or capiche?
Chapter 1. Transferred
Fang POV
"Okay, there's a hallway to your left dude.", David's voice crackled in my ear. I sharply turned to the left, skidding a bit.
Yo, I'm Fang Martinez. I'm 14 years old and a top-notch spy. Yeah, be jealous. I work for the secret agency, Dark Hawks. I think it's a pretty rockin' name, but David thinks it's stupid.
Oh, you don't know who David is. He's like my mentor, but also like my father. See, when I was 8 years old, my parents abandoned me, leaving me in the dark streets of San Francisco. That's not the best place to leave your child, but that's just me.
Anyway, after 2 weeks of wandering around and stealing food and money from adults, I came across David. I was trying to pickpocket him, but he noticed at the last second since he was a trained spy, you know?
Since I was a totally awesome kid, I started groveling and asking him to forgive me. I didn't know what else to do, I'd never been caught before.
But David was interested in me. He hadn't noticed me till the last second, and seeing as he was a spy, he wanted to know how I did it. After finding out about my parents and how I stayed alive, he took me in and trained me to be a spy too.
So here I am, one of the top agents in my agency, getting ready to steal some important information from a bad and mysterious agency, Itex.
I was wearing dark clothes, a leather jacket, black tee, black jeans, a dark belt with some gadgets on it, and black Converse. Just so you know, this is also my casual wear.
The outside of Itex made it look like a huge, bleach white building. So, totally boring, right?
Wrong. On the inside, it was dark and spooky. The perfect setting for a spy mission.
I gripped the flash drive I had, and focused on the doors in front of me, the ones that read COMPUTER ROOM. I sprinted faster, but making sure to be quiet. The hallways were dark, but to me, that added the urgency. No one was in the halls, but they could come any minute.
I finally burst through the doors, and looked around. I was in a dark room, with no lights on, that was the size of an average backyard. In the midst of computers, I saw one that looked to be 3 times the size of a an average computer in the middle. This was it.
I listened for any footsteps, like how I was taught in my training. When I heard none, I walked towards the computer. I quickly found the slot for a flash drive, and stuck mine inside. I booted up the computer, then expertly hacked in. I wasn't a tech wiz, but this I could do.
A series of files appeared on the screen, then were transferred into the flash drive.
10 minutes later, and I was still here. It didn't seem like I had even downloaded even half of the files. I started to panic. It wouldn't be long before the guards I had knocked out would wake up and alert someone about me. Come on, hurry up!, I shouted in my head.
Suddenly, a window appeared on the screen, reading DOWNLOAD COMPLETE. Perfect. I quickly pulled out the flash drive, placed it in my jacket pocket, and turned to leave, when I heard footsteps come toward the door.
My instincts kicked in, and I dove behind a file cabinet that would just hide me. I heard the door open, but didn't dare look to see. I breathed through my nose, staying quiet. I could hear the person humming Teenage Dream by Katy Perry. But by the voice, this was a man.
Weird…
The footsteps came closer and closer, as the humming grew louder. With a sense of dread, I realized that the person was headed straight for the file cabinet I was behind. I stayed quiet, not daring to even breath, for fear of being discovered.
The man opened the top drawer and shuffled through some papers. He then slammed the drawer shut, then briskly walked back toward the doors.
I didn't let go of my breath until I heard the doors shut. Maybe this would be the first mission where I didn't have to fight for my life! Too bad, I thought that was the most fun part. I quickly and quietly walked out of my hiding spot and out the doors…..
…straight into a group of guards wearing blue vests and pants. Woops, spoke too soon.
"Hey! You're not supposed to-", the guard was cut off when I hit the pressure point in his neck, sending him straight to the floor. The other guards growled at me, then charged.
This is where the fun comes in.
I let my mind become completely immersed in the fight. The first guard that reached me extended his arm to my head, but I quickly ducked down. Then, I raised my hand up, grabbed his arm, and swung him out towards the other 3 guards. They were all down in seconds. In my 6 years of espionage, these were the worst guards ever.
"Fang, you still there?", David asked in my earpiece.
"Yup, just ran into a very short scuffle", I answered, smirking.
"Excellent. Now get out through a window or something, I'm still in the van."
See, David had driven me here in a big van, that held all those computers and camera and junk that you see on TV. He had parked about 2 blocks away to avoid suspicion.
I stepped over the unconscious men and started towards a huge window beside the computer room. I punched my fist through the glass, shattering the window. My knuckles started bleeding a bit, but I could handle it.
I looked down. I was about 8 stories high. No biggie. I quickly pulled out an extendable, metallic string from my belt. On one end was a circular latch where the string came from. Since the latch was also magnetic, I stuck the strong magnet onto the metal frame of the window, and tied the other end of the string around my waist. On the other end of the string was a device I could use to make the string keep getting longer, or stop. I didn't have to worry about length, the string could go about 15 stories easy.
I looked down again. "Here we go!", I said out loud, then jumped.
I freefalled a bit, then pressed the button on the device on my belt to stop the string from expanding. I walked down parallel the rest of the way, gave a sharp pull to the string to unlatch it, and put my gadget back on my belt. I smirked again, then ran to the van.
This is a line people! A line, a line, a line, a line, a line, a line, a line, a line, a line, a line, a line.
David and I walked through the doors of the abandoned candle factory. We walked to the back of the building, to the bathrooms. We entered the girl's bathroom, (ooh, we went in the girl's bathroom) and into the biggest stall. David reached out and flushed the toilet.
Suddenly, the floor shot downwards with us standing on it. I leaned against the wall of the elevator, looking totally badass. David turned to me.
"So, you got it?", he asked. "Mhm, right here", I answered, patting my jacket pocket.
David had a head of dark brown hair. He was freakishly tall, and wore a worn out brown jacket. He also wore blue jeans and blue sneakers. I always felt comfortable around David, I mean, he raised me. He was one of the few people I respected.
Suddenly, the elevator stopped, and we stepped off the platform. As soon as our weight had come off, the platform shot back up. People were buzzing around, holding different objects. Some clipboards, coffee, guns, pens, food, gadgets, etc. Just a normal day at Dark Hawks.
David and I quickly walked to the main office, where the main director of this agency was.
Actually, it wasn't an office, more like a ballroom. A ballroom filled with computers and screens and cameras and people. A ballroom that looked like a spy computer room.
People were busy on the computers, pressing buttons, talking, looking at screens.
A circular table was in the middle. Behind it, sat Valencia Martinez, or Dr. M. She was the director (A/N not the evil Director!). I could see that she was working on a pile of papers. When she noticed us, she placed the papers down.
She smiled at us, then motioned for us to sit down in two plush chairs in front of her. We quickly sat.
"So Fang, David, I trust your mission went well?", she asked bluntly. That was Dr. M, straight to the point.
"Yup", I said, popping the P. David smiled charmingly at her.
I reached into my pocket and drew out the black flash drive. Dr. M smiled at me again.
"Oh, you're not giving that to me, you will be giving that to the agency, Winged Angels."
I blinked. What? Winged Angels was the top spy agency in the world! I looked at David, who looked just as confused.
Dr. M continued. "That agency is where you will be permanently transferred, and partnered up with the highest level agent, Maximum Ride.'
That concludes the first chapter. I hope that you people review, in fact, 5 reviews, and I update.
