AN: I start to go a lot into detail about Universal Studios in Orlando. If you start to get confused, here is a link to the site and it might give you some ideas of what I'm writing about.↙️
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Chapter 2
The Coordinates (Part 2)
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Bree's P.O.V.

I stepped down the gap in between the door and the floor of our porch. Strolling over to the driveway, a calm, cool breeze went pass my face, blowing my hair back. To add to that, the sun made the day just perfect. If was 75 degrees of pure wonder.

Adam walked out the door, followed by Chase, Mr. Davenport, and Leo. They all took in the warmth like I did.

"Let's just hope the weather is like this in Florida." Adam hoped. He had a point. Sucks that we are missing such a fantastic day. Wait. Who am I kidding? We have a father who's life is based around electronics! And since when does this family go outside?

"Adam, it's Florida your talking about. Of course the weather will be nice." Chase appointed. Taking that into account, I kind of felt stupid.

Over in the corner, I heard the loud ugh that came out of Leo. "Just another thing to bring me down." He drawled, slouching his back.

"Don't feel down in the dumps. You can go on the next mission!" Mr. Davenport said, smiling. I, for one, was shocked. Leo plus a mission can only equal a disaster.

Leo's mouth dropped. "Really?" He questioned excitedly.

"No."

Leo's gaining smile turned right back into a frown. Mr. D began speaking again. This time focusing about the mission, which he should be, that is going on now.

"So, after Bree speeds the three of you to the destination I downloaded to your chip," he said pointing at me "put the tourist costumes that I placed into your packs over your suits." His finger went from me, to the bags on our back.

Out of curiosity, I pulled it off my shoulder and zipped it open. "No." I whined. "No, no, no. Just no." I was disgusted, no, horrified when I looked at the dark shorts, a loud Hawaiian buttoned shirt, and leather sandals. Not only that, but dark dress socks and a floppy hat. And to top it all off, a was a fanny pack.

"What is it?" Chase asked me, looking at my pale white face. I just left my mouth open and glared down in the bag. I guess my siblings wanted to find out what was bugging me. They took off their packs and looked inside along with me. Instantly, I heard large laughs come from their mouths.

"How are you two laughing? This outfit needs to be arrested by the fashion police!" I exclaimed, puzzled by their ridiculous reactions. I pulled out the fanny pack, holding it by the tip of two fingers, and dropped it on the ground. I then used my foot to smash it.

Adam took khaki shorts out of his bag. "Nice!"

Mr. Davenport smirked. "Bree, c'mon! Just go with it. You'll look... Uh..." He tried to assure me, but started silently chuckling. He didn't do a very good job, because after the remark, Leo started cracking up.

"You'll look as good as a potted plant." Leo said, finishing Mr. D's sentence. He was obviously commenting on the flowered shirt that was tucked in my bag.

"Ha ha." I grunted, angrily. Even though I started believing him myself.

"Never mind the costumes, guys. Let's get back to the more important matter." Mr. Davenport confided.

"What's important is knowing where the heck you purchased this outfit and how they are still open." I pointed out, still interested on the terrible match-up. What? I'm a girl. I love my clothes.

"Stop." Mr. D demanded to me. "This is important. I-M-P-O-R-T-A-N-T you hear? Now, stop." He spelled out for us. He was dead serious as he stared at me.

It was completely silent except for the occasional rustle of the bushes. "Ok." He began, changing the subject. "So, we will be communicating with you through com sets. Leo?" Mr. Davenport hinted. Leo ran inside. After a few seconds, I heard a crash.

"Oops! My bad." Leo yelled from indoors. I rolled my eyes.

After about thirty seconds, Leo emerged from the living room and back outside and onto the porch. In his hands, was a plastic bin filled with five earpieces, a large necklace, a wooden bracelet, a camera, and two microphones. "What are you guys waiting for?" Leo asked. "Take one!" He announced, shaking the box with the equipment inside.

"Careful!" Mr. Davenport shouted. "Those are very fragile! Anyway, the microphones are disguised to look like normal everyday objects for you three. Adam, your microphone is the bracelet, Bree, yours is the necklace, and Chase's is the camera. Just speak into your object and everyone will hear." We all reached our hands inside to grab our com set. I wrapped my hands around the two devices meant for me and brought them close.

I applied the piece into my ear. There was a screeching noise that must have been feedback, so adjusted it a bit. It stopped, but another noise filled my ear. A scream. Chase. His super senses must be glitching because of the feedback. He fell to his knees, clutching his ears to stop the noise.

"Chase!" I yelled. After running straight to where he fell, I went to my knees. I reached out to his hand, to pull it off his head. But when I tried, he snatched his hand back to his ear with a scream of pain.

"I'll do this." Adam volunteered and he quickly ran over and stopped where we were at. He used his strength to pull Chase's, who was now scrunching up on the floor, own hand off his head. I threw my hand over to the earpiece in chase's ear and did the same few adjustments that I did to my own. He yelled one more time, but stopped after noticing that the sound ended.

He heaved, trying his best to catch his breath. I heard a muffled "Thank you." come from his mouth. I then grabbed his right arm, and Adam his left, as we pulled him up.

I looked over at Mr. Davenport, who was in a state of shock. I let go of Chase. He kind of wobbled, but then gained stability. After he fully was standing up and looked fine, I crossed over to him.

"Hello?" I asked, waving my hands in front of his eyes. He immediately stopped staring into space and looked at me.

He shook his head. "Wha... What happened?" He questioned to the four of us. Leo's mouth dropped open.

"You didn't just..." He flailed his hands all over the room "just see all that?" Mr. Davenport shook his head left to right, signaling that he didn't.

"I must have been so surprised, that I blacked out." He explained to us. "It's happened before. But never mind that. What happened? All I remember was hearing a yell, and that's about it."

Chase pointed out the details of what happened to him. Confusion struck Mr. D's face. "I missed all that?" He asked once Chase finished speaking. We all started laughing. Even Chase, himself.

The snickering died down and was followed by a moment of silence. Mr. Davenport broke in. "Ok. So after the dilemma in which was not visible to me, I think you three are ready." He assured. A smile crossed our faces.

I continued to pant, even when I stopped at the large hotel that read The Dav-Inn and Suiteson the front sign.I then let go of Adam and Chase, who seemed to be even more exhausted then the girl who ran across America in 15 seconds holding like, 250 pounds of bionic human. They kind of hobbled a bit, but then were stabled again.

We all looked up at the hotel. "Nice name." Chase blurted out sarcastically.

A muffled "Thanks!" Came from the earpiece. "Very unique don't you think?" It asked. Of course, Mr. Davenport doesn't understand sarcasm.

"Uh... Unique. Yeah. That sounds about right." I implied, laughing a bit. Did the man have to stick his name on everything he owned? Oh wait. The answer is obvious. Yes.

We started walking over to the building. We approached the opening of the hotel. Out of the corner of my eyes, was a group of three men in black suits and dark tinted sunglasses that were examining something. Like a file or picture. Chase must have saw it too, because he stopped in his tracks.

He then signaled for us to move behind one of the arches on the side, away from their view. I hurried over, followed by Adam. When we were out of sight, Chase started whispering into his camera with a shocked look on his face.

"Leo, Davenport. They're after Molly." He admitted in a concerned tone. "I zoomed in on the file and all the information is about her. Everything. From name... all the way to favorite flower." He smirked. "Tulips, if you were wondering."

I looked at him, feeling anxious. "We don't care! What do these guys want with her?" I asked in a somewhat yelling whisper. Then there was complete silence.

"Go... GO NOW!" Mr. Davenport yelled in our ears. "Get OUT of there! Bree, speed into the park. Before they see you." He was dead serious.

We stood there for a moment. "Were not leaving 'till we get answers." Adam asserted, speaking for all of us.

He made a few noises that sounded like a cat with a hairball in it's throat. "I'm not going to ask you again. Leave the hotel and change in the public bathrooms in the park." He commanded. Because of the circumstances, I decided it was best. If he is this concerned, they must be dangerous.

Even more dangerous then bionic humans? I didn't want to ask.

Chase's eyes were wide open. So were Adam's. They were nervous... I was nervous. My head peeked around the arch for a second, just to study their faces. One was very pale, and somewhat old. Another had an orange tan with dark black hair, and seemed like he was in his thirties. The third one...

Adam pulled me back behind the covering. "Let's go." He told me. I wrapped my arms tightly around their waists.

"You ready?" I questioned.

They nodded in unison.

"Ugh!" I exclaimed as I ran into at least twenty people in two seconds. The same grunts came from my brothers since they were getting slammed alongside me. I slowed down a bit so I could actually see where I was going.

According to the map that was downloaded in my chip, there should be a restroom coming up on our left. We approached an escalators that reached up to a bridge that leads to Universal City Walk. This alerted me to take a sharp turn left. In no time, literally, no time, we made it to the restrooms.

We stood there for a moment. They didn't move from where they were standing. "What are you waiting for?" I asked. "Go change!" They stared at me like I was dumb.

"I don't know what your thinking, missy." Adam began. "But I wasn't planning to get dressed with you."

"Huh?" I asked. Then I noticed I still had my hands around them. Oh, wow. I removed my arms and motioned for the men's bathroom.
"Go. You're free."

They walked away. I went inside to the women's and put the outfit on top of my suit. I rolled the leggings up behind the shorts and same with the long sleeves. Once I was all dressed, I looked in the mirror but barely got a chance to see myself. Immediately, I closed my eyes shut and whispered "You look gorgeous." Multiple times to see if that changed my opinion.

It didn't. Running out of the bathroom, I met up with Adam and Chase. Nothing could prepare me for the hilarious sight I was about to see. They looked like two models from a halloween costume catalogue. I burst out laughing. I couldn't stop. Looking at Adam short-shorts, Chase with super high socks... I just couldn't take it.

Their cheeks were red in embarrassment. In the middle of my laugh session, I noticed something drastic. If they looked that bad, I must... Oh no.

When I stopped chuckling and stared at their faces, their cheeks weren't red with embarrassment, but red with laughter. I pulled the necklace around my neck to my mouth. "This is the best you could come up with, Big D?" I asked. "Could you at least have made it so we had some dignity left?"

"Sorry. I didn't think it was that bad." His voice spoke through the earpiece. Trust me, it was that bad. "Now focus. Chase, pull up her coordinates."

Chase put his middle and index finger up to the side of his head. His left eye turned blue. We waited a moment, but then he went back to normal. "Got it." He informed. "Now what?"

"Get her. And go quick." Mr. Davenport commanded in a serious tone. "No super speeding though, Bree. It will attract to much attention." He definitely made a point.

We left the gap the the bathrooms were placed in, and began somewhat speed-walking. So, I had to navigate our way through the park. "Right turn here." I pointed out. But we were interrupted by someone in a tan uniform.

"Would you like your picture taken?" The employee asked us. He waved his camera around.

"Why yes dear sir. We would like..." Adam began. But was suddenly cut off by Chase. He grabbed Adam's arm and apologized to the photographer.

We had passed the spinning globe that read UNIVERSAL STUDIOSon it. "If my map is correct, we will be..." I began, but was suddenly cut off when I noticed that Adam had disappeared.

"What?" Chase asked when he saw I was confused. He turned to see that Adam wasn't hear, too. "Ugh! That... That..."

"Over there!" I yelled and pointed to our brother revolving around the globe at the same time as it span. Gosh, he is an idiot. "Adam! This is no time for sight-seeing!" I screamed over to him. He obviously didn't here because he just kept walking. I put my hand on Chase's shoulder and told him to stay where he was.

A large umph came from Adam as I super speeded over and grabbed him. I ran back to the spot Chase was standing. Once we were stabilized, I started yelling. "What was that? Your are so lucky no one saw me using my bionics!"

"But..." He defended.

"Zzzt." I replied.

"I was..."

"Nope."

"Shiny, spinning..."

"Stop."

"Globe was..."

"Nuh uh."

"Pancakes."

"Wait, what?"

Adam started chuckling under his breath. Then, Mr. Davenport's voice came through the mic.

"Keep going. Your tracking devices show that you are close to your destination." He blurted. I checked the map again.

"He's right." I told them. "The ride entrance is just up ahead." I then darted my eyes straight at Adam. "And NO more funny business from you mister."

He made a face at me. "You sound just like Tasha." He complained to me. Over the earpiece I heard a muffled I don't sound like that!come form the background. Tasha must be in the lab. We both kind of laughed. I immediately shaked my head back into reality. Hello?You have a life to save here!I thought to myself.

"Ok. Follow me." I commanded to my brothers. We started going again.

I passed the large seven way arch. Not far from that was the rides Shrek 4DandDespicable Me: Minion Mayhem.Tourists gathered around us. We pushed our way through the crowd anyway.

Then came the Hollywood Rip Ride RockIt Roller Coaster.It almost was as long as the park! It's drops, curves, hoops, and spins brought us to what we were looking for.

"There it is." Chase bleated staring up at the large, golden-colored coliseum. Right above the words that were carved to say Museum of Antiqueswas the sign the said Revenge of the Mummy.

"Perfect."Adam remarked. He pointed to the columns and said "Now, that's obviously the gift shop. Is that where we will find the girl?"

Chase's head flinched left. "No. She isn't there." His hand lifted and pointed at the other building that was next to the one we were looking at. It had the words Paradise written in neon lights curved on it. "She's there."

There were two employees by the building. People we going in to the glass door in three separate lines. "That must be the entrance to the ride." I concluded.

"So Chase. You got her tracked down?" Adam asked to make sure we were on track. Chase nodded. So I guess we just follow his lead now.

He leisurely strolled up to the doors. Adam and I following. But, right as we were about to enter the ride, we were hit with a terrible obstacle.

"An hour wait!" Adam drawled. "I can NOT stand in a line that long!" He hunched over. "Though, I could stand in a circle or square. But a line... I'm not going there."

We walked away from the entrance. I spoke into my necklace. "Now what Mr. Davenport? There is no way we can get up to her with a bunch of people in our way!"

Through the earpiece I heard a bunch of clicking. "He is doing his mathy stuff." Leo whispered into his microphone. I heard a few more clicks, and then it stopped. All of a sudden, I spied both of the employees running in through the doors.

"What did you do?" Chase asked through the camera around his neck. A girly, happy laugh came through Mr. Davenport's mouth.

"Just wait!" He giggled. "Gosh, I'm a genius."

The glass doors opened and about fifty to seventy five disappointed people flooded out. They were being escorted. When most of the people left, the meter that said 6o minutes went down to just 15.

The creepy, evil laughter came from the earpiece again. "Uh, Mr. D?" Leo asked Mr. Davenport.

At this point. I didn't even want to ask how he did that big scene that just happened. From the looks of it, neither did Adam or Chase. As long as it bought us time, I didn't really care. So, we started on our way. Again.

Because the employees left to kick the tourists out, we could easily sneak into the express line, or the exclusive fast pass line. When we got inside we went through paths of sarcophaguses and ancient artifacts. Even on the walls, there were old Egyptian hieroglyphics. I gotta say, this is place was pretty cool!

"This way!" Chase commanded as he directed us around. We then quickly went through a few more areas of what should be lines. "She should be just up these few ste... Woah." Chase stopped in his tracks. Dozens of spiraling stairs surround a giant Sphinx-like statue on a hanging platform.

I don't know what surprised me more. The 3 story prop, or the fact that I have to climb dozens of stairs.

I started climbing up behind Chase and Adam. When I heard the screams, I knew we were getting close to the boarding of the ride. We went up one more flight before we ran into an actual line of people. Or what's left of the line. Only a group a teen boys, two men, and an somewhat elderly woman were in the normal, express, and single rider lines combined. Great I thought, this will reduce the amount of work we will have to do.

"Which one of these people are... her?" Adam whispered. Chase looked around the room. A puzzled look was stamped across his face. He looked around some more.

"None! Her signal says she is a extremely close distance from us, but she isn't here!" He exclaimed in a whisper back to us. It couldn't be any of the males. But what about the elderly woman? Wasn't Molly good at disguising herself?

"What about her?" I asked Chase as I pointed to the old lady. He shook his head and whispered "The coordinates of Molly are different then the one where she is standing."

The employee controlling the ride told the teen boys, the men, and grandma to get in the line to be next to ride. The boys ran to there spots, the men strolled, but as the elderly person walked by, she kind of hobbled.

I then found our Molly. The employee who controlled the ride turned around to ask the woman if she had any back problems that could effect her experience on the coaster. When the employee turned our direction, her face showed it all.

She obviously was wearing a large amount of makeup. And not to mention the flap on the side on her cheek. It must be a piece of fake modeling facial clay that didn't stick very well. From a distance, she looked about 21 years old. But up close, her face told another story.

She turned back towards the people on the ride and helped the woman inside one of the carts after she assured that she was fine. Molly went to a box and clicked a green button, starting the coasters. Then, they were off.

It grew silent. It was just the three of us and Molly. Or so we thought.

Out of the shadows, the three men in whom we saw at the hotel and literally ran away from, emerged. All three of us ducked down, out of sight, by the stairs in which we used to be waiting. Molly turned to face them. "Hello there! How can I help you?" She innocently asked in a thick country accent.

"What is going on?" Mr. Davenport asked us in a scared tone.

"Yeah guys!" Leo exclaimed. "All cameras went down all around the ride!"

The pale one of the group walked up to her. "Molly Vega, I will need to escort you to base. We work for the CIA." He grabbed an ID from his back pocket at showed it to her.

Chase's eyes bulged out. His mouth hung open. "That ID isn't real!" He whispered as quietly as he could to Adam and I. He must have used his bionics.

"Excuse me sir, but my name is Veronica Doyle, you might be confusing me with someone else. Maybe you can ask the park curator to see if anyone by that name works at this..." Molly chatted but was bluntly cut of by the young, tan man.

"Cut the act, Molly. We know who you are. You should trust us." He said in a believable tone. He held his hand out for her to grab. She kind of jittered, like she was deciding if she was going to do it or not. Her hand started lifting closer and closer and...

"No." Chase stood up from where we were hiding and held his hand out for her. "Trust me."