Jerry's P.O.V. (Narration)
It all started when Grace and I were twelve years old at the skate park. "Yo, Jerry? Who are those men by the entrance?" Asked my new best friend, Grace. I was happy to find a new best friend that shared the same interests as me. We skateboarded, did karate, and surprisingly shared the same vocabulary. We instantly became friends at the skate park.
I don't know. Do you want to see a new trick that I mastered?" I asked Grace. She nodded and began to cheer for me as my skateboard began to pick up speed as I headed into the half pipe. Once I was halfway into the pipe, I jumped off the edge and did a two-cycle rotation in the air holding the tip of my trick board and landed perfectly in front of Grace.
"That was so sick! Lemme try!" Grace exclaimed. I looked at her stunned. I didn't know she skated. She never did when I was at the park. She snatched my board and put it on the ground upside down. "Um Grace, are you sure you want to try? It took me a really long time to master that trick." She looked at me and laughed. "Don't think a girl can do it?" She asked. I glared at her.
She looked at the skateboard on the ground as if she was having second thoughts. She then tucked her toes underneath the board, bent her knees, and jumped. The board did a rotation in the air and landed back on the ground under her feet. She kicked off the ground for more speed and headed for the pipe. I held my breath as she took off the side of the pipe and my eyes widened as she did the two rotations and landed smoothly. "Whoo, nice! I thought you would hurt yourself for a second there." I let out the breath I forgot I was holding. "Aw, wittle Jerry worried 'bout me?" "Well duh. I consider you my bestfriend." I replied. She smirked. "You are not like most girls Grace." I stated.
I was about to walk Grace home, but when we turned around a strange man in front of us. "Uh hi?" Grace asked. "You need to come with us." The man said. "I'm pretty sure we know what kidnapping means." Grace snapped. The man put a gun to my head and another man appeared behind Grace pointing a gun to her head too. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Grace getting ready to fight back. "Grace, don't." I warned, whispering. She retreated and the let the men lead us to a black mini van.
After about a thirty-minute drive, we arrived at some warehouse. I was able to tell that the place was made of Kevlar bullet-proof metal.
Grace's P.O.V. (Narration)
I was already planning Jerry and my escape when I noticed that these people wouldn't hurt me. They haven't yet and they wouldn't because I have no connections in the past that would put me at harm and I haven't done anything bad so far… yet. I didn't know what was going on, but I knew I was going to find out soon. We were brought to a room where a man cautiously entered. "Dad?" Asked Jerry. The man ignored Jerry and went straight on to what he scripted. "Jerome César Martinez and Gracelyn Rose Summers. We have brought you here on behalf of the CIA. We have been watching your progress and have noticed that you both have the potential we need to start a young undercover division. We will be training you for the missions we will send you on and you two would recruit and of course be undercover. Due to your training in karate, we will have to train you to both be black belts, however, you will have covers that will not allow you reveal that you are skilled in both karate or any other training we put you through." Jerry was speechless; I on the other hand was excited. I finally had the chance to prove myself.
Jerry and his father had talked and came out of the room okay. Better than okay actually, Jerry was truly hyper and enthusiastic about this gig. "Whoo! When do we get started? I am ready for my mission, lets get it going!" He exclaimed. It was funny, until he was told we couldn't go on any missions until we were solid black belts. We trained for two years until we earned our right to participate in the field. By then we were better than black belts. I was a third degree black belt and Jerry was a fourth. We were sent undercover as Jerry and Grace. Jerry was supposed to be someone who no one would ever guess was a CIA agent. I on the other hand had to learn how to cheer and become a preppy boy crazed teenager. We were on the lookout for new recruits while we completed small missions. It was normal by day and hero by night, literally.
Jerry's P.O.V. (Narration)
One year later:
Grace and I walked into the agency hand in hand after completing one of our biggest missions. We had to go on our first overseas mission in France. A kid our age had planned to bring down the Eifel Tower. We had to find him and obviously stop him. It was harder than we thought. At first, the boy complied and we were about to fly him to the U.S. However, he had other plans. The boy, Franz decided it would be funny if he stayed in the airport while we boarded the plane. Once we realized his trick, we had to stop the plane and land by the nearest airport. Then we had to kinda steal a car and track down Franz. He was quick in moving his toys and shit into another warehouse. We had to find where he last left a place in shreds.
We found he was working in the park. Once we found him, we tried to arrest him. That was hard considering that this time he was prepared. This meant he was armed and knew self-defense. He got Grace pretty badly and I, being her only backup, had to shoot him, in the leg. It slowed him down; there was one flaw though. He was wearing a full bulletproof body armor that he made. Grace told me to go after him, which I wanted to do, but I needed to get Grace to safety. Instead, I carried her up the Eifel Tower where Franz was planting bombs. He was just ready to launch them, when I tried to bargain with him. "Where will killing yourself get you?" I asked, "It will get me nowhere, Martinez, that's the point. Why live the life I'm living now? Hell, I almost killed your fucking girlfriend. I'm a monster!" He told me. "What about the life you could have ahead of you? You don't have to do this. You don't have to follow through with this, you don't have to be this person." I replied while watching if Grace was okay in the corner of my eye. "You don't fucking get it! I am this person! There is nothing I can do to change that, I'm a freaking criminal! If you take me in, I will have no life ahead of me! I'd be on a life sentence and the hell if I don't try to break out! I can't accept who I am. But I can accept that I will be this way through out my entire life if I keep living. To make sure that doesn't happen, I need to stop myself!" He explained and pressed the button.
"No!" I yelled and grabbed him and pushed him off the tower knowing Grace would be able to save him. I grabbed Grace and attached her limp, struggling body to a parachute. I then let her down carefully until she could get down okay. I then got to work disabling bomb after bomb. The hardest part of my plan is that I didn't know how much time I had. I got to work quickly. "Which one is it again?" I asked myself looking at the red and green wire. I took a risk and cut the red wire and held my breath waiting for an explosion. None. I moved on to the next, and the next, and the next. I was about to disable the last one when I heard beeping. The bomb was about to go off in ten seconds. I rushed to it and accidentally cut the green wire in frenzy. I thought fast and threw the bomb as far away as possible.