Alright now readers, this is part 3 to this story that I'm developing!
Now I'm sure most of you know, but I re-uploaded this story because of a scalding nasty review that I got, that I did not appreciate at all. Just letting those know that didn't know yet.
Now I also want you to know this, but while there will be some light-hearted moments in this chapter and in chapter 4 (the hotel scene with them posing as Mexican refuges, the car scene, etc.), all of those moments will be heavily overshadowed by the amount of dark material that is going to be used in future chapters. While this story was already dark to begin with (a terrorist attack and a villain shot down a corporation with a gun and had shot several security guards with said gun, along with how Andrew was framed and is now a wanted fugitive where everyone hates him), I'll be reaching the dark levels even further in later chapters, which will show all of you that I am capable of writing a good story, and that I can show just how dark and edgy my writing can get (I've already written three dark stories in the past; 'You Are Important to Me', 'Andrew's Nightmare' and 'The Gothic and the Loneliness', the latter of which dealt with a serious issue), and it will included more elements of angst, the depression will reach a new level, there will also be elements of hopelessness, despair, sadness, and there will even be a suicide reference too, all of which involve Andrew who will end up as a broken man filled with hopelessness and despair along with depression as everyone sans his closest friends and girlfriend hate him, even though Alex is with him.
It'll get to the point where Andrew will have a terrifying nightmare about how everyone hates him (no spoilers will be revealed) and he even decides that he should put himself out of his own misery and commit suicide. That'll be in later chapters though.
Oh yeah, one more thing before I forget, there may be a little political reference in this chapter too. Don't be surprise if you see it somewhere if you can get it.
But for now, there's this chapter, and in this chapter, Andrew and Alex stay at a hotel as they decide on posing as a Mexican couple, they share a room and a bed together, the FBI ends up going to the hotel they're staying at, Sam, Chaosky and Clover do some investigation at the place that was terrorized and bombed in Oklahoma, and some other features will be included. How will this go? Will Andrew and Alex be able to stay at the hotel as a Mexican couple by convincing the manager that they can speak Spanish? Will they both evade and escape from the FBI and their hunt squad? What will the others find, and is there anything else about the mysterious villain that should be revealed to the gang? Read and find out now!
IN THE CITY OF SAN MONICA – 7:57 P.M:
In the city of San Monica, we see Andrew and Alex having come to a stop to a hiding place after searching from building to building from a high view, as Alex was wrapping up the story that Andrew wanted to know from her.
"…and that is how we ended up being framed for bank robberies that we never took part in," Alex finished her explanation as they were now in a alley behind some bushes.
Andrew was quite shocked from such a scenario that Alex went through with Sam and Clover.
"Wow Allie," Andrew remarked. "That sounds pretty intense."
"It sure was Andy," Alex nodded in agreement. "It took Sam, Clover and I forever just to clear our names."
"I can tell," Andrew nodded in understanding as he then took a look towards the horizon, and noticed that the sun was slowly starting to set, as Andrew knew what this meant; it was getting dark, and considering the run-in he had with a gang from earlier, he felt the worse could happen after dark when it's night time out.
"Uh oh, Alex, it's getting late," Andrew pointed towards the setting sun. "We really should seek shelter soon before it gets dark and uh, you know…"
"I know honey," She understood what he was saying. "I don't want us to be confronted by another gang when it's dark out."
"Yeah," Andrew then said. "But where are we going to be staying for the evening?"
"Hmm…"
Alex spent the next minute or so to think while she examined the streets from beyond the alley, with Andrew right behind her. Eventually, after moments of examining the place, Alex's eyes fell upon what looked to be a hotel, and it got her attention.
"Hey Andrew, look," Alex pointed to the hotel building which got his attention. "It's a hotel! I bet we can stay the night there!"
"Huh, that is a good place for us to stay," Andrew wondered as they gradually approached the building without being seen by the public as they got a closer look at the front entrance from hiding. "It seems safe and confined. I think maybe this is our place to bunk for the evening."
"Uh huh,"
Unfortunately, Andrew's hopes of getting some well deserved rest were seemingly crushed, for his eyes caught the attention of two posters that made his face pale up. Alex noticed he feared something as she then decided to ask him.
"What's wrong honey buns?"
"Uh, that there is what's wrong sweetie," Andrew said nervously as he pointed to both posters.
They were wanted poster; to be precisely, the top of the posters said 'WANTED' in all caps as below that was an image of Andrew, as it said his first and last name underneath the photo and there was more info underneath it.
'WANTED FUGITIVE ON THE RUN, HAVING COMMITTED A TERRORIST ACT! CAPTURE HIM, DEAD OR ALIVE! NO QUESTIONS ASKED!'
Andrew had read this out loud to Alex, who was starting to get what Andrew was so scared of. Andrew was shivering at the thoughts of the FBI capturing him and putting him on death row. Andrew knew that there was no where safe for him and this was no exception.
"Alex, what are we going to do," Andrew stated. "If I show myself into that hotel, they'll call the authorities and the FBI will immediately show up to capture me alive."
Alex then grabbed Andrew's hand as they went into an alley next to the building.
"I know that Andrew," Alex got out her compowder. "But that's why for this stay, we'll be wearing disguises to make sure you don't give yourself away."
"Ah, I get it," Andrew was by her side as she opened her compowder for disguises. "But what should we pose as?"
"Let me see honey," Alex skimmed through the potential disguises that she and Andrew could wear for this occasion. "What's this? Hmmm…oh, should we pose as immigrants from Germany hon?"
Andrew didn't like the idea for a couple of reasons. As a result, he shook his head.
"Nah, that would be too critical for this country to know we emigrated from Germany," Andrew exclaimed. "Besides, I can't speak German."
"Me either," Alex continued to look for a better disguise.
"Perhaps we should pose as a couple from England," Andrew suggested as he saw the other disguise that was exactly that.
"Nah Andy, I really don't think we should do that. I don't want us to look like we're related to Jerry or anything," Alex exclaimed. "Not to mention, it'll bring up bad memories from the time I went to Dorsal Academy."
"I know sweet cheeks," Andrew said. "Let's see what else they have."
They then saw another disguise which got Alex all too confused.
"Wait, they actually have disguises for a prostitute couple?"
"That's not a good idea babe. I mean, I bet you would look hot and super cute in that bra and panties," Andrew blushed as he made that comment, resulting in Alex going red in the face from blushing herself too. "But uh…it's just not family friendly."
"Your right honey," Alex then admitted. "By the way, I bet you would look hot with those swim shorts."
"Uh, thanks for that babe," Andrew's face went red as Alex giggled at his awkward tone.
"What else is there Allie?"
"Well honey, there's so many choices, but fortunately, I can't speak Greek, Russian, Italian, Swedish, Chinese, or Polish."
"Yeah, I can't speak any of those either." Andrew admitted.
After several moments of searching, Alex found the perfect disguise for the two of them.
"Oh, here's the perfect one Andy," Alex showed him. "We can go as a Mexican couple!"
"Huh, I actually like that idea," Andrew seemed interested in it. "I actually can speak Spanish."
"Me too sweetie," Alex admitted. "Or as I would like to call it; Castilian…"
"Yeah that would make sense, since you happen to be part Hispanic dearie," Andrew stated.
"I'm well aware of that darling,"
"Well, let's go with the Mexican disguises." Andrew decided on.
"You got it baby cakes," Alex went with it. "Two Mexican disguises coming right up."
Alex then got the disguises all set for them to wear as they were ready to be activated.
"Okay honey," Alex got his attention. "Let's do your disguise first."
"Alright," Andrew was more than ready for his disguise. "Let's bring it!"
"You got it."
Alex then pointed the compowder towards Andrew as she then pressed a button and then a ray of light hit him as he was now being given his Mexican disguise.
This lasted for a few minutes, until Andrew was given his disguise. When the process was complete, Andrew was now wearing a sombrero on his head, he had a fake Mexican mustache on, and he was wearing a Mexican cloak over his original clothing to keep them from being revealed. Andrew then decided to ask her.
"So how does my disguise look," Andrew asked her. "What do you think of it?"
Alex had to be honest with him. As such, she then said.
"Honestly babe, you look amazing in that disguise," She admitted. "I really love that sombrero, that cloak, and I especially love your fake mustache."
"Oh," Andrew was impressed by her comment as he stepped out of the alley while Alex was getting her disguise on, as he was admiring his cover up. "Well what do you know, I look great."
He then started touching his fake mustache.
"Wow, who would have thought that a mustache like this one could be so nice and comfy to my upper lip," Andrew stated. "And it's not smelly or stinky either…Impressive…"
"Hey cute stuff, I have my disguise on now," Alex called out to him. "Take a look at this honey!"
Andrew turned around to see Alex's disguise, and what he saw next left him speechless.
Alex's Mexican disguise was remarkably beautiful and hot (if that's the right way to put it) as she was shown to now have puffy curly looking hair (similar to her hairstyle in 'Deja Cruise'), she was wearing one of those Mexican dresses that little girls in Mexico would wear, except this one was adult sized. She was also wearing a necklace with Mexican symbols, she had a pearl beaded bracelet on her right hand, she wore Mexican shoes, and because of the dress she was wearing, her skin was very revealing as Andrew got a really good look at her legs, arms, and especially a part of her bust, which would more than likely cause Andrew to get a slight nosebleed just from observing it.
The moment her appearance was shown with a shiny beautiful looking background behind her for effects did Andrew look hype, as he then let out an overly excited screech in admiration, as his eyes completely turned into hearts with his mouth wide open, and his tongue went in and out repeatedly (like a cuckoo bird coming in and out of a cuckoo clock), as a rainbow color roulette was spinning behind him for the effect of becoming very aroused in admiration as his mustache did not fall off of his face as he felt his heart pounding as a wolf whistle was then heard (courtesy of Andrew). He then started speaking about her appearance.
"Ay Caramba!" He said in such a romantic admired tone as he was seduced and aroused inside.
Alex couldn't help but giggle at his reaction as the background went back to normal.
"I take it that you love my Mexican disguise don't you sweetie," She asked him daringly.
His eyes turned back to normal as a seductive tone came out of his mouth.
"Oh yes Allie," He told her, casually approaching her. "You the best chica I have ever rested my beautiful eyes on."
"Aww," She said gleefully. "I love you so much Romeo."
"I love you so much too my baby doll," Andrew had the Mexican accent going on for a moment or so before kissing her on the lips, which she return the kiss. It only lasted for a moment or so.
Afterwards, Andrew then made the suggestion to her.
"So, shall we go into that hotel, my beautiful chica," Andrew asked.
"Way ahead of you, my handsome and charming chico," Alex said as a result, as they then held hands, now bearing their disguises as they entered the hotel, ready to check in a room for the night…
Once they got into the hotel, they noticed that there was no one in the lobby (perhaps they were in their rooms for the evening), as Andrew and Alex had noticed how disturbingly quite it was and how there was no one around at all. They approached the front desk and saw the manager; who happened to be a man with shaggy blonde hair, and he spoke with a dude surfer accent as there was nothing interesting about him. The man was looking bored until Andrew and Alex approached the front desk and got his attention. With a bored sigh, the manager then decided to ask them.
"Uh, can I help you dudes with something?" He asked them.
Andrew cleared his throat before speaking with a strong Mexican accent.
"Ahem, yes good sir, I would happen to be known as Auleanjo, and this beautiful girl happens to be my girlfriend named…" Andrew thought for a moment before Alex spoke and gave him the suggestion.
"My name is Camilla right pumpkin," Alex spoke with a strong Mexican accent too.
"That's right, my girlfriends name is Camilla, and we were hoping on being able to rent ourselves a room for the night." Andrew asked.
"I see," The manager hardly looked interested at all. "And what business do you have here, Auleanjo and Camilla?"
"Well you see sir, we are actually immigrants that have refuge from our home country Mexico," Andrew explained. "We needed to flee our country as quick as possible."
"He's right," Alex backed him up. "And did we mention that we had to flee by foot? It was such a long travel from Mexico to here, and Auleanjo and I are exhausted from the travel we've done."
Both of them grinned nervously as the manager was coming to an assumption as to why they fled the country of Mexico. He then came with the assumption as the manager said.
"Oh, I see why you dudes fled your home country," The manager started. "You fled from Mexico because you guys do not want to be forced to build that wall that our president wants to have happen! Two protesters wanting to flee their country to express their frustration in the plan our president has come up with, isn't that right dudes?"
"Er yeah," Andrew smiled nervously as he felt sweat coming down his head. "You can say that."
Even though there was no purpose to that political reference you just made. Andrew kept that thought to himself.
"My man is right," Alex said. "We came to this country for that particular reason!"
"I get it," The manager said as he rubbed his chin. "But how do I know you two are really from Mexico, and how do I know the both of you are actually Mexican?"
"We are," Andrew cried out. "We actually have some Mexican descendants and we actually can speak Spanish!"
"Si, he is right," Alex was getting into a romantic mood. "Auleanjo here is the best hombre in all of Mexico!"
Andrew spun around and chuckled at her complimented before he started speaking in Spanish to prove to the manager (all of which was then translated to English).
"Oh Camila, mi dulce niña hermosa, haría la mejor mamácita del mundo," Andrew spoke seductive in Spanish. (Translation: Oh Camilla, my sweet beautiful girl, you would make the best mommy in the world.).
Alex then followed suit and spoke in Spanish too in a seductive manner.
"Auleanjo, mi estimado hombre guapo, serías el mejor papá en todo el mundo también," She said in Spanish. (Translation: Auleanjo, my dear handsome man, you would make the best daddy in the whole world too.).
"Ah, te quiero mucho, que hermosa muñeca que es mi novia." He said. (Translation: Ah, I love you so much, you beautiful baby doll who is my girlfriend.).
"Oh bebé sí y me encanta mucho demasiado, mi caliente y guapo busca Romeo de un novio." She said in return. (Translation: Oh yeah baby, and I love you so much too, my hot and hunky looking Romeo of a boyfriend.)
They immediately engaged in a compassionate kiss as the manager looked a little disturbed by the scene as Alex felt her lips being tickled by Andrew's fake mustache, but she loved it oh so much. They were heard mumbling through kissing in Spanish too.
"Mmm, Camila mi amor, tienes las más dulces y bellos labios y lengua que mi boca nunca ha tocado en mi vida," Andrew moaned in pleasure through kissing. (Translation: Mmm, Camilla my love, you have the sweetest and beautiful lips and tongue my mouth has ever touched in my life.)
"Oh mi dulce sexy Aule, usted tiene el bigote más caliente han tocado mis labios superiores, y sus labios y lengua son tan maravillosas a mi boca." Alex said in return. (Translation: Oh my sweet sexy Aule, you have the hottest mustache to have touched my upper lips, and your lips and tongue are just as wonderful to my mouth.)
"Sé que están mi amor, sé que son," (Translation: I know they are my love, I know they are.)
"Okay, dudes, I've seen enough," The manager got them to stop. "Here, take this stupid key to room 13, it's all yours for the evening."
"Thank you mister," Alex took the keys that the manager left on the desk.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," The manager waved off. "Just get a room you two."
"Certainly man," Andrew remarked as they headed to their room. "Will do."
As long as you don't make another political comment amigo. Andrew kept that to himself as he and Alex headed to room 13 which was in the center of the hall that they were walking down as they then made it to their room for the evening.
"Wow Andrew, I really had so much fun kissing you," Alex whispered in his ear.
"I know dear," Andrew nodded. "The manager was a killjoy though…"
"Oh he's just jealous that he doesn't have such a beautiful and amazing lady like myself as a girlfriend," Alex admitted.
"Yeah, you're right Allie," Andrew grinned as they approached the door with the number '13' on the front. "Here it is, Room 13."
"Allow me to unlock the door for us sweetheart," Alex then took the key she had in her hand and then unlocked the door for them. When they opened the door, they got a good look at their room; it was fancy and clean, but there was nothing too special about it with the traditional decorations that are normally shown in a hotel.
"My, this doesn't look too bad doesn't it honey," Alex remarked.
"I guess not," Andrew had to admit until he noticed that there was only one bed in the hotel and it was medium sized. "Damn, looks like there's only one bed in this room."
"Not to worry dear," They entered the room and closed the door behind them, as it locked itself from the outside afterwards. "We can share the bed together and sleep with each other."
"I uh, I guess so," Andrew blushed suddenly.
"I mean, it's not the first time we slept together sweet cakes."
"Yeah, you have a point there Allie."
"And besides, this reminds me of the time where we shared that hotel room together," Alex reminded him of the time that they went to a hotel and the five spies only had three rooms in their possession, as Alex was then put into Andrew's room where the two of them slept together.
"Yeah, I remember that all too well," Andrew recalled the events from that day.
"I know," Alex said. "Let's get comfortable, shall we?"
"Certainly,"
And so the two of them kept their Mexican disguises on for a little longer (due to Andrew liking his mustache and Alex looking hot in that dress) as they got comfortable and unwind for the remainder of the day…
LATER ON THAT NIGHT, AT 10:30 P.M:
It was now just about bedtime at that hotel, as Andrew and Alex had already showered, did their personal hygiene, gotten themselves in a comfortable position, and were about ready to hit the sack for tomorrow.
"Wow, it's already bedtime babe," Andrew yawn as he stretched out, having taken off his sombrero, his cloak and his other clothes as he was now in his boxers. Andrew was lying on the bed as Alex had just finished brushing her teeth. She was no longer wearing the dress, instead she was wearing a light blue tank top and skimpy shorts as she approached the bed.
"I know sweetie, I guess we should turn in for the night if we're going to continue traveling tomorrow." Alex said.
That comment had caused something to get into Andrew's mind, as he wanted to know something.
"Hey Alex?"
"Yes dear?"
"Where…where do you think we should go…?" Andrew questioned as he had no idea.
"I dunno babe," Alex shrugged her shoulders. "Where ever you plan on heading. Whatever place you plan on heading to next, I'll be there with you muffin. I will never leave your side."
"You mean that babe," Andrew asked. "Even though we'll probably be on the run until my name is cleared?"
"I certainly mean that honey," Alex said. "As I said before, I will always be by your side and will following you anywhere, even to the ends of the Earth if necessary. I will protect you from the FBI just like you would protect me."
Andrew knew she was right, but he felt some other negative thoughts about himself building up in his mind.
I still feel like I'm a horrible and pathetic man…not to mention I am a terrible boyfriend for dragging you into this. Andrew kept that thought to himself, instead he said the following.
"I know you do babe," Andrew sighed. "And I appreciate your support."
"Good," Alex smiled in a bubbly manner. "Because I will always show you my support no matter what happens with us."
Andrew felt a little touched from both her comment and from seeing her bubbly smile, which always put him in a good mood.
"Thank you Alex."
"You're welcome Andrew. Well, shall we get ready for bed now."
"I'm ready when you are."
"Great."
It was at that moment, where Alex slowly took off her skimpy shorts as they then fell down between her legs as she then kicked them into a pile. In its place was pink color panties but something was peculiar about these, for the panties that Alex had on currently depicted a certain white cartoon cat on the left side, and the text on the right side. Andrew immediately recognized it as he then questioned.
"Hello Kitty panties," He asked her.
"Yeah," She said gleefully. "Aren't they cute?"
"They are just as adorable as you my sweet Allie girl," Andrew remarked.
Alex giggled and blushed at that as she then slowly took off her tanktop to reveal an equally pink bra that went perfect with her panties as the bra looked fuzzy like a kitty as Alex was wondering if Andrew loved it.
"Adorable," Andrew felt himself coughing. "Just simply adorable Alex; you are such an adorable looking lady with that bra on and those panties."
"Aww, thank you my sweet Andy boy," Alex got onto the bed. "Shall we get tucked in my mustache man?" She asked referring to the fake mustache he still had on.
"That would be a grand idea my lovely lady."
They then picked up the blanket and sheet as they then climbed into the bed and got themselves tucked in and they were getting themselves in a comfortable position.
"You comfy Alex?" Andrew asked.
"Yes, and you?"
"Sure am,"
"I love you Romeo."
"I love you too baby doll."
They then French kissed again like earlier as their tongues were once again, dancing and frolicking in each others mouths in love and compassion, loving every second of it before they stopped.
"Goodnight Allie," Andrew said.
"Goodnight Andy," Alex said in return. "See you tomorrow honey."
"Same to you baby," Andrew exchanged. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight."
In a matter of minutes, the pair fell asleep close to each other as they had wrapped their arms around each other in a loving manner, looking like a married couple as they started snoozing away. It was clear the FBI would give the hotel an uninvited welcome first thing tomorrow morning since Andrew was revealed to be located in San Monica. For now, we shift gears over to a new scene…
ABOVE THE FARM 'N INDUSTRIALS RUBBLE IN OKLAHOMA – 11:35 P.M:
In the sky above the rubble that was once the Farm 'N Industrials corporation was a helicopter courtesy of WOOHP, and coming out of the copter (or jumping from it) was shown to be Sam, Clover and Chaosky, who had their spy suits on as they activated their parachutes, about to do some investigation of the place despite it being late at night to be doing so. Sam and Chaosky were more than ready to start the investigation, but Clover really wasn't in the mood for this right now, she just wanted to get some sleep.
"Ugh, do we have to do this investigation at this time of night," Clover complained. "I am totally not in the mood for this spying stuff right now."
"Uh Clover," Sam reminded her. "You should know that it took Jerry a lot of time to find us the right vehicle to transport us here due to an error and miscalculation."
"And besides, we were planning on doing this investigation anyway," Chaosky reminded her. "We're doing this for Andrew's sake."
"But did we have to do it when I could be getting some sleep right now," Clover groaned as they made it to the ground, right in front of where the rubbed was currently.
"Well, here we are," Sam exclaimed. "The rubble that was once the Farm 'N Industrials Jerry informed us about."
"Hmm, that's strange," Chaosky thought. "The place has no security here whatsoever."
"Maybe it's not worth guarding, or they want to catch up on some sleep," Clover took a guess.
"Regardless, we should probably dig through the rubble and see if we can find any clues as to helping Andrew clear his name," Sam insisted.
"Good idea Sammy," Chaosky liked the idea. "Let's go with it."
"Whatever." Clover sighed as they decided on doing the investigation of the rubble and to see if they'll find any clues at all regarding the person who really perpetrated the crime.
The three of them dug in different spots of the rubble to find something. It hadn't even been a few minutes before Clover was already complaining.
"Okay, ick," Clover complained. "This stuff is like, so totally gross!"
"Well, what did you expect Clover," Sam rolled her eyes. "Of course it's messy since no one has bothered to clean up the rubble."
"I was expecting someone to at least be a little tidier with this rubble," Clover said as we see Chaosky digging through the rubble before finding something that got his interest.
"Hello, what's this," Chaosky said to himself as Clover and Sam were arguing about something. Said object was revealed to be a surveillance camera (the same one that the FBI completely disregarded earlier). "A surveillance camera? Hmmm…"
Chaosky spent the next minute or so figuring out how to activate the clip caught on camera, which took a few minutes before he was finally able to watch the clip via camera. After watching the clip, Chaosky looked shocked and confused as he played the same clip several dozen times.
"…and that is why I think that this isn't a job for a lady like me," Clover had finished her argument with Sam.
"Uh Clover, in case you forgot, this has nothing to do with us having to clean up the rubble," Sam argued as she looked through some of the rubble. "We are here as spies trying to do an investigation to see if we can find any clues left behind from the scene."
Clover was about to retort, but Sam gasped as she found something.
"Hey, what's this," She then picked up what looked like a black piece of hair.
"It looks like someone's hair," Clover pointed out.
"I wonder, let me see if I can run a scan on my compowder," Sam put the hair onto the compowder and ran the scan on the DNA sample. Once it was done, the results that popped up did not make any sense to her at all. "What the, this can't be right."
"Whose hair is that?" Clover asked.
"The data says its Andrew's DNA, but the image provided does not look like Andrew at all," Sam showed the man in the image to be the villain behind the attack as it said to the side 'ANDREW'S DNA'. "This is so weird."
"Okay, ew," Clover cringed at the image. "Totally creepy much? That guy could use a makeover."
"Whoever this guy is, it's definitely not Andrew," Sam was still confused. "Damn, this doesn't make any sense…"
"You think that doesn't make any sense," Chaosky called out. "Check out the video I just watched on this surveillance camera I just unravelled…"
This got Sam and Clover's attentions as they went over to Chaosky's side and watched the video for themselves. It obviously looked rigged, because it showed the real villains' true form, but then it went out in static afterwards before showing anything else such as the villain changing from his Andrew form to his normal form, and before he could say what he said afterwards about the plan of vengeance.
"You see, this camera is obviously rigged, because it started up with static before showing this guy committing the shooting instead of Andrew, and then it went in static again before ending," Chaosky stated. "The camera is honestly defected."
"Or maybe it's been sabotaged," Sam started thinking. "The person shown shooting in this video is the same person who popped up in the image I just gotten from scanning that hair sample into my compowder."
"I don't get it," Chaosky was confused. "What does that guy have to do with Andrew at all?"
"Well, maybe Andrew is working for this creep and has turned evil on us," Clover took a guess, but Sam and Chaosky gave her a blank look.
"Pffft, get real Clover," Chaosky thought that was a joke. "Andrew would never be willing to team up with a villain, side with him, and work for him."
"He's right Clover, unless he was brainwashed into working for him, that's not really the case," Sam stated.
"But I thought we agreed that Andrew would totally not be seen doing something like this," Clover stated.
"That's true," Sam was still confused. "This is far more complicated than I thought."
"I agree Sammy," Chaosky nodded. "There's something very suspicious about the evidence we just unravelled…"
"Totally."
The three of them continued to think about this predicament for several minutes or so.
It was then they heard some screaming nearby, which got their attention.
"You guys hear that?"
The shouting got louder.
"Yes I do Chaosky."
"It sounds like some angry protesters," Clover figured.
"Let's see this for ourselves," Chaosky stated which all three of them agreed with and they went to investigate the sound. They then saw what looked like a bunch of angry protesters lining the streets, bearing signs that said 'DOWN WITH THE TERRORIST' 'ANDREW MUST DIE', 'DOWN WITH ANDREW FOR HIS INJUSTICE', 'DEATH TO ANDREW', 'WE HATE ANDREW', and one sign even said 'DOWN WITH THE GARY STU!'.
"What do you know," Chaosky said. "It is a bunch of protesters.
"DOWN WITH ANDREW!" The protesters shouted. "DOWN WITH ANDREW! DOWN WITH ANDREW!"
"Andrew must pay for his horrid crimes!" One of the protesters declared.
"YEAH!"
"WE HATE ANDREW! WE HATE ANDREW!"
"DEATH TO ANDREW! DEATH TO ANDREW!"
"BRING DOWN ANDREW! SERVE SOME JUSTICE!"
"YEAH! LET'S BRING DOWN THAT PATHETIC GARY STU!"
The other protesters gave the person who shouted that an annoyed look for that remark.
"What?"
They shrugged it off and continued to chant such similar remarks about how they hate Andrew and that they want him to die for the terrorist attack that was committed. The three spies were getting worried at this point.
"Oh no, this isn't good guys," Chaosky stated. "It seems that they really want Andrew dead and to have the FBI kill him once and for all."
"Whatever, bunch of complainers much," Clover huffed.
"Well guys, I should probably send this hair sample to Jerry to analyze it better and to retrieve more information on this person." Sam was planning on sending the hair sample to Jerry for analysis.
"And we should head back to the beach house so we can check out this surveillance video more tomorrow," Chaosky stated. "We should get some sleep when we get home."
"Finally," Clover raised her hands up in relief. "I can totally go to sleep like I've wanted to!"
And so the three of them took the copter back to the beach house as Jerry would analyze the hair sample Sam sent him, and they would examine the video more tomorrow after some well deserved rest, unaware of other problems that'll be occurring in the future as a shadow figure watched them leave before departing as we now switch on over to the next scene…
THE NEXT MORNING – IN SAN MONICA – 7:05 A.M:
It was a beautiful and glorious morning in San Monica…well, except for the fact that it was being raided by the FBI, who was on the hunt to find Andrew, who they were informed was seen in the city. They had searched in almost all the places in the city, and the only place they didn't check yet was the hotel, and because of that, that's where they ended up as the FBI crew were about to entered the entrance of the hotel.
The leading FBI man of the pack investigating kicked the door opened as the manager was at the desk, not looking impressed by that in the slightest.
"Uh I have a door for a reason dude," The manager pointed out. "Mind using it next time?"
"SILENCE YA WHELP," The FBI man boomed while getting into the guy's face. "WE ARE MEMBERS OF THE FBI!"
"And I happen to be Billie Joe Armstrong," The manager retorted sarcastically. 'Whoop de doo."
The FBI man was getting furious as he felt like punching this guys' lights out. Unfortunately, there was a more important matter to attend to. A second FBI man came in and spoke in a Brooklyn accent.
"Now look here mister, we are on the hunt for the fugitive/terrorist Andrew, and had gotten word that he was spotted in the city of San Monica according to word that was gotten yesterday," The man said. "Would he happen to be residing in this hotel unnoticed?"
"Hmph, don't play me the fool dude," The manager defended himself. "The fugitive Andrew is not in this hotel."
"LIAR," The loud FBI man boomed once again. "HE'S LYING I TELL YA!"
No one responded to that as the manager then said.
"Look, I would have contacted the authorities if I saw Andrew in this hotel, but I haven't seen him at all," The manager sighed. "I don't know what to tell you."
The FBI was obviously not buying it; they knew Andrew was here and they could feel it and smell it too. The third FBI man then asked suspiciously.
"Would be alright if we check and inspect all the rooms anyway so we know," He asked.
The manager shrugged his shoulders and went with it.
"Whatever man,"
The FBI took that as their cue as they began to barge into everyone's room, not planning on checking room 13 until the very end.
Speaking of which, in room 13, we see Andrew and Alex snoring like bears as they were sleeping together, with Alex sleeping her head right on top of Andrew's chest as Andrew had his hand on Alex's back while sleeping. It looked like a cute sight, but it came to a close when Andrew heard some noises outside of their room. He woke up as a result.
"Wuh…wonder who that could be…" Andrew placed Alex's head softly onto the bed as he then walked over with tired eyes to see what the racket was about.
Sadly, the moment he peeked out the door did he regret the decision. He saw the FBI searching and barging into people's rooms' hardcore style and they weren't being friendly either. There was only one reason why they would be storming people's rooms; they were hunting for Andrew and they must have found out about his whereabouts at the hotel. Andrew's face went white as his blood turned cold. He was in a state of fear as he whispered in a fear-stricken voice.
"Oh no…"
Wasting no time, Andrew closed the door behind him as he rushed to get his disguise back one and then proceeded to wake Alex up, not wanting to leave his girlfriend behind. He shook her several times in a desperate way to wake her up.
"Alex! Alex! Alex, wake up! Please wake up Alex!" Andrew whispered loudly while trying to shake her awake.
Eventually, he was successfully as Alex was moaning and opened her tired eyes.
"Uhh… Andrew…what's…what's going on…"
"Alex, your awake, thank goodness," Andrew then got to the point. "Listen Alex, we have to get out of here, now!"
Huh…what do you mean sweetheart…?" Alex said sleepily. "You just woke me up honey…"
"I'll show you,"
He grabbed Alex's hand and directed her to look outside the room through peeking at the slightly opened door. The moment she saw the FBI storming through the other rooms did she immediately wake up entirely, as she knew what this meant for Andrew.
"Oh no," Alex then went back into the room where Andrew had already packed up his stuff. "Andrew, the FBI is out there looking for you!"
"I know Alex," Andrew said in a panic as he gave Alex her stuff. "That's why we need to get out of here now!"
"I couldn't agree more honey!"
They then spent a quick few minutes making sure they were ready to leave and were able to get away from the FBI's radar.
"Okay honey, we got our stuff, now we should escape before they find you in here," Alex said.
"But how, we can't escape through the front, they'll see me and then discover that I'm the one they're looking for," Andrew pointed out.
"Your right sweetie," Alex thought quickly and saw a window that they could escape through. "Honey, perhaps we should use that window to escape unnoticed."
"Good idea honey," Andrew heard them storming through the final room before their room. "We better make it fast, they're almost here. I'll go first."
"Right," Alex nodded "And I'll keep watch so no one gets in here."
"Got it."
Without a second to spare, Andrew opened the window to let the breeze in, as he then slowly climbed up and made his way out the window, as Alex watched him jump out the window successfully and safely without any harm done.
"Alex, I'm out," Andrew called out.
"Alright honey," Alex then heard voices.
"Hey, did you check all the rooms?" "Checked them all but couldn't find out fugitive."
"Alex, quickly, jump out the window," Andrew called out, having heard the FBI. "Before they barge into the room!"
"Uh, are you sure about that Andrew," Alex asked. "I don't want to hurt myself."
"No worries hon, I'll catch you," Andrew said. "Trust me, I wouldn't let you get hurt."
They then heard the FBI talk to the manager.
"Well owner, looks like Andrew isn't anywhere here," The guy huffed. "Looks like he flew under our radar! Let's search elsewhere!"
"Hey, what about room 13," Another FBI guy said, which got Alex nervous as she then said.
"Okay Andrew, I trust you," Alex then climbed out the window.
"Alright, now jump and I'll catch you in 3, 2, 1…"
The moment he said one did Alex jump out the window, and just as he promised, Andrew caught Alex in his own two hands as he was shown carrying her bridal style.
"You okay babe?"
"I sure am, thanks for that sweetie."
Andrew nodded as they heard the leading FBI man boom.
"HOW COME WE NEVER CHECKED ROOM 13?" Andrew and Alex felt it was best to leave the scene. "YOU, WHO IS IN ROOM 13!?"
"Oh that room," The manager waved it off as if it were a joke. "That would be the room that the Mexican couple Auleanjo and Camilla are staying in as they came here to protest against building the wall on the Mexican border courtesy of the president man."
The FBI man looked bamboozled before laughing in a rather mocking manner, a sign that he didn't believe that.
"The room of Auleanjo and Camilla? Fat chance," The FBI man snorted. "The day I'll believe that one will be the same day I finally meet Kurt Cobain in person."
The Manager looked puzzled at first, before allowing them to search the room.
"Whatever."
And so the FBI decided to check out the room.
"HEY, ANYONE IN THERE!?" One of them knocked brutally. "OPEN UP IN THERE!"
"Allow me good sir," Another FBI man had a iron beam as he then proceeded to use it to knock the door opened.
"AH HA!" The FBI looked determined but they saw nothing, leaving them shocked and surprised. "Where did they go?"
"Eh, they must have ran off dudes," The manager concluded. "They want to make their complaints to the president."
"We don't have time for this nonsense," The FBI man huffed. "We have to find that fugitive! He could be anywhere!"
It was shown that Andrew and Alex still in their disguises were tip toeing past the front door now.
"But where in the hell could that punk be?" Another FBI questioned angrily.
It was then the FBI caught sights of the disguised couple sneaking pass them.
"HEY YOU TWO!" The couple jumped as the FBI and the manager were now outside facing the two; they couldn't flee without giving themselves away.
"Yes you two, where do you think you're going in such a hurry?"
"AND HAVE YOU SEEN THAT FUGITIVE NAME ANDREW!? WE MUST TAKE HIM DOWN!"
The couple was hesitant at first, but they eventually tried thinking of excuses.
"Oh uh...us," Alex started first. "We were just making our way out of here. Don't mind us, the Mexican couple, you know..."
"And uh, we haven't seen this Andrew fellow at all," Andrew said nervously as sweat was coming down the back of his head. "Nope, never heard of the gent in my whole life."
The FBI obviously didn't believe him as Andrew then said.
"What, we really don't," Andrew hastily lied. "Now if you don't mind, my lady and I have to make our leave right now!"
It was then the wind chose the absolute worst time to do its job, for it then managed to blow Andrew's mustache off of his face and then blew the sombrero off his head immediately afterwards as both the hat and the mustache got blown away out of sight. Andrew smiled nervously, knowing that his true identity has been exposed entirely.
"Uh, disculpe yo?" Andrew said nervously in Spanish (Translation: Uh, excuse me?).
The FBI immediately recognized him and got fired up as the first FBI man boomed.
"IT'S HIM! THAT'S OUR FUGITIVE!" He roared. "LET'S GET HIM!"
The FBI men cheered as they had busted their guns out and were prepared to open fire on Andrew with different weapons and firearms. Andrew knew he was screwed so he could only scream this.
"RUN FOR IT ALEX!"
The moment that was screamed did the two immediately ran away as fast as they could as the FBI started opening firing at them, trying to shoot down Andrew with their firearms. The FBI started chasing after them on foot while continuing to fire their guns at Andrew, in hopes of shooting him and killing him for good.
"Whoa, dude," The manager said as he watched the FBI chase after Andrew.
This chase lasted for several minutes.
"We got him now guys," One of the FBI guys remarked as he fired his gun at Andrew once again.
The bullet nearly hit Andrew, flying over his head as it just barely missed him.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Andrew screeched in panic. "Alex, we have to get out of here! These guys are outnumbering us with their guns!"
"I know sweetie, but how," Alex asked. "WE CAN'T OUTRUN THEM ON FOOT! THEY'LL EVENTUALLY CATCH US!"
Andrew quickly observed the area, and in a matter of second, his sight caught his attention to the lime green car that looked promising.
"ALEX! THAT CAR! WE CAN OUTRUN THEM IN THAT!" Andrew pointed to said car. "HURRY, LET'S GET INTO THE CAR!"
Andrew rushed to the car and climbed into it as did Alex as Alex was confused.
"But Andrew, I thought you said you couldn't drive," Alex questioned in confusion as Andrew was in the driver.
"I know I said that honey, but it's like they say; desperate times call for desperate measures, and right now I'm really desperate with escaping from these guys," Andrew stated as he tried to figure out how to start the car. "Now how do I start this thing?"
"Don't you pull that lever," Alex pointed to the lever on the side, which Andrew decided to go with as the FBI was almost there to capture and kill Andrew.
Once Andrew pulled it, the car instantly started as it then drove off with Andrew at the wheel, with the man shouting.
"THANK YOU ALEX!"
"YOU'RE WELCOME ANDREW!"
They were heard screaming as the FBI saw them take off via car.
"They're getting away," An FBI official sneered.
"Not on my watch," Another FBI man grinned devilishly. "WE'LL CHASE THEM BY VEHICLES! LET'S CATCH THAT BRATTY TWAT AND MAKE OUR BOSS PROUD!"
Not questioning him at all, the FBI then decided to chase Andrew down by vehicles as the car the couple was in was going down a straight road.
"Whew," Andrew wiped his forehead. "Looks like we lost them Alex."
Alex nodded before hearing siren noises. Being the curious girl she is, she peeked to the back and then saw something that she feared would've happened.
"Uh Andrew, I don't think we're in the safe yet," Alex pointed out as Andrew then saw from the rear mirror that they were being followed by several FBI vehicles; 2 cars, 4 trucks, 8 motorcycles, a single captivity van made to capture and kill Andrew, and there was even a lone helicopter of the FBI hovering over them. This got Andrew's blood to turn cold again.
"Oh shi-"
"GIVE UP ANDREW! WE GOT YA NOW!" The FBI man leading the pack howled.
They then started firing the guns, weapons, firearms, and other artilleries from their vehicles as bullets kept being fired at Andrew as he was doing his best to outmatch them. This went on for several minutes.
"What are we going to do Andy," Alex panicked. "At any minute, they're gonna turn us into Swiss cheese with gun bullets!"
"I know honey, if only there was something here that could help us out right now!" Andrew tried looking for a feature to get away from the FBI. He then saw a button that looked like it could turn a vehicle invisible.
"Hey, this button might turn us invisible," Andrew said. "That might help us out!"
"Do you think it'll work Andrew," Alex asked nervously. "They almost have us!"
It was then Andrew got a brilliant idea.
"I got an idea, we turn ourselves and this car invisible, and then we hit the jet booster to blast away from here," Andrew stated. "Are you ready Allie?"
"I'm always ready when you are Romeo!"
"Okay, let's hope this works!"
He then went and pressed the invisibility button, hoping it'll work.
To his complete relieve, the vehicle really did turn invisible along with the couple, getting the FBI confused.
"What the…?"
They then heard the jet booster from the car being activated as Andrew and Alex blasted the car away from the scene until the FBI couldn't hear anything anymore, as it would seem that they were now gone.
"Hey, where did they go," One of the FBI men asked as they stopped their vehicles. "They just vanished on us!"
It was then realization hit them.
"WE'VE BEEN OUTSMARTED!"
"That fugitive and that girl who was with him managed to outsmart us," Another FBI man sneered. "They got away from us again!"
"Guess we're going to have to inform the boss about this," A third FBI man groaned. "He's not going to like to hear this…"
And they did just that. Boy, the leader of the FBI is going to be pissed…
At the FBI HQ, we see the boss just at his desk, doing nothing in particular until suddenly, the phone rang and he was there to answer it.
"Hello," He greeted in a grumpy tone.
A voice was heard on the other end as this somehow got the boss enraged and furious.
"WHAT?! YOU FREAKING LOST HIM!?" He bellowed as the voice on the other line continued as the boss then slammed his fist on the desk violently.
"OF ALL THE FLIPPING DANG NABBIT CRAP, CAN'T YOU GOD DAMN SH*THEADED AIRHEAD NINCOMPOOPS DO ANYTHING RIGHT?!" The boss quaked in pure raged. "Now I want you morons to go on out there AND FIND THAT DAMN FUGITIVE! HE MUST BE BROUGHT DOWN, AND YOU NIMRODS WILL KILL HIM ONE WAY OR ANOTHER! AND CAPTURE THAT GIRL THAT IS WITH HIM TOO, SINCE SHE IS AIDING OUR FUGITIVE APPARENTLY!"
The moment he finished roaring into the phone did he slam the speaker so hard onto the stand, he crushed the phone in rage and the part of the desk it's on with it. The boss was so furious; he had to leave to go on coffee break…
Meanwhile, we see Andrew and Alex having escaped from the FBI safely as the car they were in drove off to a safer ground from the FBI. Little did they know that above them was another helicopter, this one was being piloted by the villain who bombed that place before. He had witnessed the duo escape from the FBI, and combining that with how he witnessed Sam, Clover and Chaosky finding two evidences at the scene that could expose him for the crime, the villain felt it was best to take drastic measures.
"Hmmm, perhaps it's time I take some drastic measures by committing more terrorist attacks in the country posing as Andrew," The villain mused. "That'll probably amp up the FBI's hunt and it'll drive Andrew to the point of hopelessness and despair, then my lord shall be avenged…"
The villain laughed sinisterly as he piloted the black helicopter off to be able to carry out more acts of terror posed as Andrew as Andrew and Alex continued on the run as fugitives while Sam, Clover and Chaosky continued to find out more on the investigation in order to clear Andrew's name and prove his innocence, unaware of what was to come soon enough…
END OF PART 3…
WHEW, THIS WAS THE LONGEST CHAPTER I'VE EVER DONE! STILL I DO HOPE YOU'RE ENJOYING THIS STORY, I'M WRITING IT THE BEST I CAN!
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ANYHOW, NEXT CHAPTER, ANDREW AND ALEX CONTINUE DRIVING UNTIL SOMETHING HAPPENS TO THE CAR, SAM, CLOVER AND CHAOSKY DISCOVER SOMETHING SURPRISING, AND SOME OTHER STUFF WILL OCCUR! HOW WILL THIS ALL GO? FIND OUT NEXT TIME READERS!
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