Chibiyu: It is time for another Story. My brain will not ever phail me or you, my beloved readers. And yes, it is a dark story…duh…but this time…it isn't all about Nick…
Nightstalkers (yes I know they are two words but I liked them better connected.)
Summary: My mind is as torn as my heart. My mission and my life, or my brother? The answer should have been easy…but it wasn't, especially when your brother is the one with the trigger.
My own personal version of J.O.N.A.S so technically I do own it but I don't own the Jonas Brother's or anything associated with them.
JOE'S POV
I shifted in the dark corner of the alley, waiting for my target to show herself. From the corner of my eye, I saw my team member, Henry, put two fingers to his lips and turn them to the side; the signal for her approach. This time, she would not best us. I heard her heels click against the cement and from the mirror in my sunglasses; I saw her and was briefly stunned by her beauty. This time, she wore a short and strapless red dress with gold accessories and matching high heels, her black hair perfectly curled and her green eyes sparkling mischievously. She stopped at the opening of the alley and smirked; she knew.
"Hello boys, it's a bit late for two handsome men like yourselves is it not?" She asked, looking directly into my eyes, her unidentifiable accent adding the perfect touch to her extraordinary beauty.
Plan B is a go.
Henry stood from the shadows, and he gestured for me to do the same.
"I am sorry if we frightened you miss, but we were walking from the store next door and we heard something odd down here. But as Zac found, it was just a stray." Henry said, adding a Scottish accent to his voice, sheepishly running his hand through his blond hair and fixing his glasses.
Ms. Lee turned to me. "Is that true young man?" She asked, batting her eye lashes and I nodded. "Not a talker, are you?" She asked and I used sign language to answer her, saying I was a mute and Henry translated. She smiled to me and looked Henry and I up and down. "You know what I think? I think you both are lying to me. I know your mission, and your corporation LEMUR. I know it all. You!" She said pointing to the emotionless face of Henry. "Your name is agent Hawk and your partner is Danger. I know you both very well, for it is MY mission from JONAS, to take you both out!"
She ripped off her heels and we both quickly dodged as she threw them at us and pulled a dart gun from a hook around her upper leg. She hit Henry in the neck, but I would not go down so easily! She dropped the gun and faced me.
"Danger…exempt at dodging ranged items i.e.; darts and bullets and arrows alike. Weakness, hand to hand combat. Let's see what you do with the third of her class in martial arts." She squared up and I ran to her, not showing any of the nerves that made my heart fly.
NICK'S POV
Invisible to the naked eye, I stalked my prey soundlessly, barely breathing as I neared them; a man and woman; one a convicted murder and the other, her accomplice. I sunk silently into the shadows as the man turned around and the woman laughed and pulled him forward but I did not gain confidence, for I knew they sensed me near. The time was almost upon me. The woman was a brunette, her hair short and layered, her outfit was plain and normal. The man wore dark jeans and a black button down shirt, button colour; ivory. His hair was dark chocolate brown, his eyes aquamarine. Both turned and looked directly to me, but I did not panic, knowing it had only been a matter of time before they said something about their little stalker boy.
"I know you're there." The woman, Teresa Moore, called and the man, Jonathan Kells stiffened as he looked right over me, but I knew he knew I was here. So I calmly stepped out of the shadows, my face void of emotion as I waited for the recognition of the shiny silver badge on my left chest. Teresa smiled, like this was a joke.
"JONAS? Really? Aren't you a bit young to be platinum?" She asked me, referring to the colour of my badge but I did not let a single emotion creep into my face as I reviewed the places to avoid in the soon to be fight. "No…you're different…But be warned, Mr. Kells has beaten the best of your little squad."
I finally smirked and she looked unnerved. "That's impossible, because I am the best." With a quick flick of my wrist a wire so thin that a spider could not see it, wrapped tightly around Ms. Moore's ankles and instantly strengthened to beat diamonds. She fell to the ground, but no shock or anger was on her face, but amusement. I guess I was no the only one anticipating this fight.
Kells ran to me but I easily dodged his first blow and used the momentum of my backbend to kick him hard in the shins. He started to pull out a gun, but I knocked it from his hands and it flew behind me. I did not approve of the use of weaponry in a fair fight. He looked surprised and I realized that other than watching Moore fight and the lesser agents fighting against him, he had never faced one as elite as me. But that was not a reason to get overconfident; in fact, this was a prime example to be more wary, for their fighting style would be dangerous to them and you when they become desperate.
He tried to kick my legs out from under me but I spun away, using my stage skills as well as my agent to dodge and grab him from behind and ram his head into the brick wall next to me, hard enough for instant unconsciousness, but soft enough to avoid brain damage and death. I tied him up and sent a quick 'One Down' message to my Boss, via my watch/computer/phone/camera/scanner. I then turned back to Moore, who I always kept in my sight.
"Aren't you going to let me have a chance to fight you? Or are you an underachiever?" She tried to goad but I smirked and released her with a flick of a button on my watch and she stood, facing me, her face ready with a smile. I analyzed her figure and I knew right then that if anyone could ever best me, it would be her and it would be now.
KEVIN'S POV
Joe and Nick were gone, Nick for a school thing and Joe for a…whatever thing so I took Frankie, Macy and Stella to a movie with kick butt graphics and with a car jumping over a car, that was jumping over another car, oh, and one was on fire. Life was good.
JOE'S POV
She managed to slap me across the face but I did not let the petty sting stop me. It was no worse than Nick accidently snapping a guitar string in my face or Macy accidentally becoming a hallway hazard. I dropped to a back bend and kicked her in the shins and flipped over, just to show off a bit. She laughed and pounced but at the last second, I moved away. Normally, it was against all of my morals to hit a girl, but to hit a convict and an enemy agent…I could do that. So I hit her in the arm and she cried out a bit in more of surprise than pain and she countered quickly, scratching me in the arm with her impossibly long and sharp nails.
But she pulled out no weapon and that was when I remembered that most of the JONAS softies hated the use of weapons in a fight. For them, hands and feet were their weapons and their lack of defense against a gun was going to be their downfall. But unfortunately, LEMUR agents could not pull a weapon in a fight unless their opponent did so as well…but that could soon change. She managed to kick me again and I fell down and she stepped on my throat.
"Now Joseph…don't get so distracted." She lifted her foot from my neck and offered a hand, which I took. "I am the head of your unit and I want to say congrats; no agent has ever managed to lay one scratch on me! You are being promoted to Platinum Field Officer! Next step; Silver Elite, the highest you can go!" She walked out of the simulation training room and I followed her, smiling in anticipation of the next challenge.
And I would get there…next time.
NICK'S POV
Holy she was fast! I ducked under her blow and slammed my foot into her side, causing her to back off and yes, normally I would feel remorse about hitting a girl and I would never do it outside my agent life, but this was different. It was eat or be eaten out here, a motto all JONAS agents learned to live by on their first day. I charged to her, noting how she tensed to dodge and when she did, I was ready and I jumped over her outstretched foot and took the opening, not feeling any regret about hitting my opponent when she was down.
She leapt up instantly and hit my face with such speed I've never before seen but I did not let it slow me down. I responded quickly by grabbing her still out stretched wrist and I forced it behind her back and bound her arm with the same string I used before and she jerked form my grasp, now only one handed, and yet still a threat. First rule in battle; never underestimate your opponent. She shouted out in frustration and I realized that this meant her anger would drive her closer to dangerous moves that could break my neck and back. I had to be more careful and I had to subdue her quickly. This aught to be good.
"So…how did a teenager like you get to be the best?" She asked bidding for time and I narrowed my eyes. Rule number two; never take your eyes off the prize. My silence did not seem to hinder her attempt to catch me off guard in a conversation, that or learn more about me. But silence sometimes said more than words. "Was it luck, skill, or is it that Junior Operatives Networking As Spies is running out of fresh meat?"
I smirked and cracked my knuckles, letting her decide what that meant and she smiled and cracked her neck and whispered how she understood. She ran back at me, her one arm behind her; a style I've never seen before. Rule three; adapt to your opponent. I let her run at me and land one blow and through that one hit in the gut, I understood how she would fight now and in no time, her other arm was bound behind her and her gym shoe fell off, giving me the perfect opportunity to tie her up and contact the boss.
The lights went up and the hologram city around me died and I untied both of the mission leaders and helped them up. They starred at me, astounded, for I was the only agent in twenty years to best them. In a flourish, they handed me my new badge; Silver Elite. Now I could run real missions and fight against the real enemies here, Leading Extinction of the Mayhem and Unruliness Race, or the more common name; LEMUR.
Chibiyu: You all interested? I hate to do this but I need to ask for three reviews so I know you guys want me to continue. (Hopefully) Until Next Update!!!!