A/N: Hi! I really needed to write another M.I. High fanfic, as I haven't uploaded in ages. Rest assured I will get back into the rhythm of things – it's been hectic. Frella fans – I have a Frella fanfic lined up, (along with this and five others), so when I find the document, that will be up. I also have (brace yourselves) a Dumping Ground fanfic and two Hank Zipzer fanfics in the mix. So, yeah. Bear with me.
"Neish? Neish, can you hear me?" I shout. She can't hear me. No-one can. I'm trapped inside a glass cylinder, visible from all angles, enclosed all the same.
"We will find your weakness. Don't think you can hide it from us, Tom," the familiar, yet evil, voice of Hamish Campbell sneers out of the hidden speakers. "Remember, we already have Aneisha.
I brace myself, going through a list of all my most treasured things: my sisters, Hope, Jasmine and Anna, my mum, my computer, Blade Quest, my job at M.I.9, my friends, …Aneisha. Suddenly, I feel a searing pain in my upper right arm.
"Be careful, Thomas Tupper. Anything you think, we will know."
That's the last thing I hear before everything goes black.
T0M9342
Status: initializing… initializing… ready.
Input command
"Destroy M.I.9."
A/N: Sorry that this is so short, and the A/N is so long, I needed to explain. BTW, does anyone want to co-write a fanfic with me? PM me or leave a note in your review.