Hey guys! I know it's been awhile. I have had this account for 4 years now, so I did update my profile a bit. I'm 17 now too. While that's all good, it also means more work for me. So I am taking summer courses, doing chores, looking at an apartment for college, and doing my new job. So I wasn't on for a little while and that's only going to get worse. So I have decided to make my chapters twice as long as normal. Well enough of that! Here's the next chapter! WHEN WE LAST LEFT OUR HERO—just kidding

Jack's POV

Greeat… Kim just ran off and we have no idea where she went or why she ran in the first place. What was she going to say? That she liked me? She had a boyfriend? She liked Brady? She was a junkie? She wanted to ask one of us out? Or did I just scare her away with staring at her?

"Look Jack, we can talk about what she wanted to say to us later. Right now we need to focus on finding her. I know that you want to know, but doing that to yourself is just going to make you think crazy things. Plus, who knows what kind of trouble she could get into. Arthur and Frank have both been really active with their gangs, and Carson could come up at any time and lure her into his trap."

Brady was right… I remember when Brady first got here. All he did was flirt with girls and trip over things. But now… he was a black belt. He was now one belt behind Kim, two behind me, and three behind Rudy. He had made more progress than anyone in the dojo. Including me… and I was jealous of him. He had adventures as exciting as mine and then some. And I had seen how Kim looked at him sometimes… As far as I knew, she had never looked at me like that. If she did, I didn't know. He was as close as friends with Jerry and Milton, and he even traded e-mails with Eddie while he was on his rapping worldwide tour. And Rudy adored him.

"JACK! CAN YOU QUIT FANTASIZING ABOUT THINGS OR ARE YOU JUST LET KIM GET RAPED OR SOMETHING?"

That did it. I went berserk on Brady. Brady saying that about Kim just set me off. I don't know why, but it did. Even though he was about my equal to me physically and mentally, he wouldn't be a match for me if I was crazy like this.

He seemed to know this too and started scaling the tallest tree in Seaford. Of course he did have to sprint to get there as I had already started throwing punches and chasing after. Even though he had a head start and was up 15 feet when I started, I was going twice as fast as him and I was up 30 feet in record time. He was barely at 35. I couldn't even control myself anymore. I was ripping branches to try and reach him. So he did the last thing he could. He jumped at 40 feet straight to the ground. Just before he hit the ground, he lined himself up with the trunk of the tree and then pushed himself off of it so he could roll out of the jump. Even then, he still hurt his leg a bit. Me? I just jumped down like it was a small boulder. When I landed, I probably shouldn't have been able to run, but I still did. Brady looked at me wide-eyed and then tried to negotiate with me.

"Look Jack," SWING "You know as well as I do that—"SWING "Kim is in danger and she needs our help!" POW!

I finally hit him. I heard him groan as my knee went into his solar plexus. I knew he was right, and he was right that she could get raped too. Just because we were teenagers didn't mean that Arthur, Frank or Carson would try to get her. They wouldn't care that she hadn't even had her first real kiss, or her first time. They would take that all away from her as swift as a punch. And she was only just 17.

The fact that Brady was right only enraged me more. But the fact of what he was right about calmed me down just for a moment.

"Alright you little leech. What should we do?"

I waited for him to get up. I looked at my watch. It had been about 45 minutes since Kim ran. Great… just great; we could be finding her lifeless body by now.

"Look man… I don't know what set you off. But why don't you save it for when we find the Black Dragons, Green Panthers or Carson. That way if they are there, we can send a message to them… maybe not Carson, you know like I do that none of the Wasabi Warriors know the truth about him… So come on. Get your crap together and let's go find Kim!"

Kim's POV

Smooth Kim… Real friggin smooth! You choked in front of the two heart throbs of Seaford High, you can't tell either one of them your feelings, and on top of all that you have something that only your parents know, and you haven't told anyone else yet either. And people say that you're smart!

I sighed. Doing that in front of Brady was one thing, and Jack another. But both of them… it was a recipe for disaster. I wondered how I was ever going to show my face to either of them, even if it was just one-on-one. Well, I couldn't worry about that now. I looked up from the ground and checked my surroundings out.

"Oh… F—me…"

I was standing in the alleyway next to the Black Dragon dojo… and the nearest other open building was the Green Panther dojo and there was no way in HELL that I was going in there. So I had basically no chance unless I could find an escape route or the Wasabi Warriors came to my rescue.

If Carson were here he might be able to help me, but I hadn't seen him since Brady came here. He left because he didn't feel like he was wanted by Jack and Brady. I was still mad at them for it but that didn't matter. Right now I was on my own and I needed an escape route. There were a few a dumpsters around but no way was I hiding in them. That was useless. I don't even remember having my phone today so calling is out… I needed to find a way onto the roof.

BINGO! There was a fire escape on the corner of the alley… as long as I could get up there it wouldn't matter if Frank or Arthur found me by then. I would have the advantage of being up there and I could pretty much hold them off all day if that's what it came to. But first I needed a way up… that thing was about a foot out of my reach…

"Damn my shortness…" I muttered. I was 5'4" and no longer growing. Even if I jumped there would still be about 8 inches of space between me and the ladder. I needed something to stand on… I might be able to push the dumpsters, but that would just make it easier for Frank and Arthur if they found me pushing it, and they could climb up it too. I needed something that I could kick away after I was done with it. Arthur may be tall but he had no upper body strength whatsoever. Frank was all brawn but no brain. Together they would eventually find a way up there. But I still needed something to climb so I could at least stall them for a while… the only things were in the dumpster…

"EWW EW EW EW EW EWWWWW EWWW EWWW!"

This was sick. No human being should have to sort this garbage… I felt bad for the dump truck people! Well at least I found a broken stool. One of the legs was weak. If my weight could be supported by it, I wouldn't even need to kick it away. Just having Frank or Arthur stand on it would be enough. So really if I as fat as I thought I was then I was screwed.

I tried standing on it and thankfully it held. So then I moved it over to the ladder and started to carefully prep myself for the next step. This would be the hardest. Even with the stool, I was still too short to just reach up and grab the ladder. I had to jump. If I missed it, that was the end. I would fall and probably hurt my ankle and make enough noise to wake up half of Seaford. I had to get it right the first time. Otherwise I might as well just go to the Black Dragon dojo and beg for mercy.

I took a deep breath and prepared to jump. How long had it been since I had gotten here? Forty-five minutes… an hour? Why hadn't anyone come?

"Enough Kim, quit procrastinating and just do it!" I told myself.

I turned… And there was Frank and Arthur!

"Well if it isn't Miss Kimmy Kimberly Crawford! What are you doing roaming Seaford? Don't you know you could get hurt?"

DAMN IT! No time now!

"Sorry Frank but I don't answer to crack heads like you… CRAWFORD OUT!"

I jumped and grabbed the ladder and scrambled up in record time. Frank caught my shoe but I kicked his hand. "OWWWW! SON OF A B****!"

I smirked I was now up the ladder and frank couldn't climb up here because I probably broke his hand. Arthur saw the broken stool and decided it wasn't safe. He started swearing and yelling at me to come down. I smirked and replied, "Sorry Arthur, don't feel like it. And tell Frank that he got what was coming for calling me Kimmy and Kimberly!

Arthur and Frank both glared at me… then stop and both smiled deviously… I turned around and felt powerful and go across my face, knocking me off my feet. I flipped over the railing and hit the ground hard… I looked up to see Frank already touching my clothes, and I was too weak to do anything but let tears pour down my face… Frank was going to rape me.

Just before I blacked out, I saw four blurry figures… two of the figures were Jack and Brady the others were a male and a female. Brady was quick and dialed the police and kept the phone on speaker. Already Frank and Arthur had signaled for back up and Panthers and Dragons swarmed the alley.

The last thing I heard before I went out completely was, "SURPRISE MUTHAF***AS! THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU TOUCH MY GIRL!"

Was I hallucinating? I don't know… but I do know that the voice was Jack's…

?'S POV

"Agent 71575" That was my name now. My old name was forgotten by everyone, and to everyone I was considered dead. Except the Director, he knew who I really was. You know who James Bond is? Well if you don't, he was Agent 007. He was one of the first agents in this organization, and also one of the greatest agents in the world. He is now also the Director of this branch.

He is now Director 007. Although now they use numbers from the letters in your first name, by taking the alphabet and turning into numbers (1-26, A-Z… get it?) and if the number is higher than 9, they just take the last digit for your number. This way no one can find out what your actual name is since they don't know what your letter/number is.

Anyways the Director found me in a car accident long ago… only my half-brother and I survived. But the Director decided to take me in and I was pronounced dead. That was 10 years ago. I am now seventeen years old. My lost sibling is eighteen. They tell you in the agency that you need to forget these things and move on to your new life.

But I can never let it go… the accident wasn't an accident. It was a marksman who shot our mom, and then the tires. I want vengeance. All my years of training were for revenge. And my new assignment might just grant me that.

"Agent 71575, please report to Director 007's office for Briefing, Arsenal Check, and Final Training."

I stood up from my dorm. I walked down the maze of hallways, the route etched in my mind from countless missions over the years. I had lots of scars, both physical and mental. As I walked, I wondered about what I would do after this mission. In the organization, you choose one mission that will be your final. This was my final assignment. I wondered what they would do. Kill me? Wipe my brain? Just let me go? Or would they keep me until I get killed on a mission? They kept Agent 007 and made him Director. I wondered what they would do to me…

"Agent 71575… I will now brief you on your mission. Now remember, this is your last mission before you are evaluated. While I would hate to see you killed, it is a possibility and unfortunately it is not my decision. And I will not be present during your evaluation, so this may be goodbye. And I do say that I regret seeing you. It was a mistake to bring you into this at this age…

"Of course, you were valuable to us, and we could only take you or your brother. Since you were a girl, we took you. Enemies would find you less threatening giving you an advantage. But it was still wrong to expose you to all of it. You are barely 17 years old, yet you have been near raped, almost slept with 20 men, murdered countless, been beaten, and shot."

I winced at the word "shot". It was a reminder of the bullet wound when I was 12. By then I had not yet matured. The marksmen barely missed my heart. It was half an inch. I have filled out now, but the scar on my breast remains there… It's just above my heart…

"Well, anyways, back to the mission. I know that you chose this location because the gang that killed your mother and little brother live there, but do know that you may only take advantage of that if they get in your way, if you have extra time on your hands after your main mission is complete, or if they are too active and killing people. Otherwise, you must leave them alone. And although that may not be your fault that you can't avenge your family, it is how it goes.

"I will now show you your friends and enemies. First off, any bullies of sorts at the school are your enemies, do what you can to stop them. This will give you popularity and help you fit in. now for the people individually that you need to be friends with. Milton Krupnick, age 18. This boy has been accepted into Yale and has a perfect GPA. He takes karate and is a green belt. Jerry Martinez, age 18. This boy has not yet done anything with college, and has low grades. He too takes karate and is a brown belt. Eddie Jones, age 18. He is right now finishing his tour that he started 3 years ago at the age of 15. He has average grades and is taking on his rapping career. He also still takes karate and is a green belt.

"These students attend the Bobby Wasabi Dojo in Seaford. They are mentored by their sensei Rudy. Rudy also has three top students whom you need to become close with. One of them you may have to kill or protect. The first is Kim Crawford, age 18. She has very good grades although she does not take many Honors classes like Mr. Krupnick. She is a second degree black belt and the third top student in the dojo. Protect her at all costs. She could be a valuable asset in the future, maybe even an agent. Of course, I'm not the one who would recruit her. You know how I am with you.

"Anyways, the second student is Brady. He is really a former king of the island Kinkow. He left for personal and unknown reasons. His twin brother Boz soon came as a storm soon after he left. He is a 1st degree black belt. However he has made the most progress and has an undefeated streak in karate matches, making him the second top student. Protect him too. We are going to be sending him back to Kinkow.

"And finally we have Jack Brewer, age 18. He is very unusual as he has been given a scholarship for Yale but yet does not have the grades for it. He does have excellent grades, though not good enough for Yale. We suspect that this is because former Agent 48 of the Scrapper's Branch was defeated by Jack and so Jack took on his mission when he realized what he had done. That branch found out later. We think that they rewarded him with the scholarship.

"Anyways, he is a 3rd degree black belt and has an undefeated streak. He moved to Seaford about 4 years ago. Since then he has been undefeated in karate matches. This boy must either be killed or protected, depending on how he plays his part in this mission. If he must be killed… do not hesitate to kill him.

"I will now let you talk to Slade. He will give you the equipment necessary for this mission. He will also do the last training session you will have if are not sent back to work for us. I will remain here until the training session. Then I will leave. Here comes Slade now."

I looked. There was Clyde Slade. Master of Blades, King of Kunai, and a bunch of other nick names I don't bother to remember. Many fear him, but he is kind of like the brother and father that I had so long ago. Of course my father turned into a drunken menace when I was four, and my half-brother took the beatings so I wouldn't have to. Then my dad disappeared. Hopefully he went to jail and got stabbed by some maniac…

"Hey, Clyde, how are you?"

"I'm fine, what about you?"

I laughed. It was a joke here at the organization. In this group, everyone here is pretty been into hell and then has nightmares about it. That was the life of an agent. Being an agent of this branch of the Vipers just made it worse.

"Well let's get down to business!" Clyde laid out a bunch of common looking things and not so common things on the table. "These are the gadgets you will be using for this mission. I have also heard that they will be sending an agent down there at a safe house to simply look after you and replenish your weapons if they are destroyed or depleted. They will also supply you with firearms.

"Here is what we have. First off there are some things since you are a junior in high school, you will be stowing books in your back pack. At least, books with weapons… in each spine you will find that there are darts and Tasers. Good for quickly taking out enemies for a fast getaway. All of your pens are also explosive, lasers, or acidic. The black and blue are explosive, red and purple are lasers, and the green and orange are acidic. The black, red, and green are normal, the blue, purple and orange are more powerful. Remember that. There is a difference between melting a lock, blowing the lock of the door, and dissolving the lock rather than melting the door, blowing it off its hinges, and dissolving the entire door frame.

Each pencil also acts like a hidden blade. Use this wrist gauntlet to stow the pencils. You can either shoot them or stab with them. The gloves act like repulsion cannons and climbing gloves. They also have a magnetic feature to disarm enemies, very handy on my part if I do say so myself. You can change the features on the glove my clapping, which turns them into climbing gloves, pounding them into the ground, which turns on the repulsion cannons, and rubbing them together to activate the magnetism. Make sure you deactivate each one before turning on the next. I nodded in understanding.

"While we know that you do not have acne because you have been genetically enhanced, but still we give you this acne cream because no one will look twice. It is really an explosive gel that reacts violently to fabric. Try not to get it on your clothes. It is harmless to your skin however. So just make sure you keep the lid tight.

"I can see we are running out of time, so I will just explain the back pack. It turns into a raft, a tent and can store an AK-47. The red string is for the raft, the blue for the tent. It will also carry up to 90 pounds. Press this button when you get to the safe house for the instructions for the rest of the weapons."

I smiled. I knew Clyde wouldn't let me down. "Thanks Clyde. You have been awesome."

Clyde smiled back. "Alright, well say goodbye to the Director. You might not see him again."

I nodded. I didn't really care anymore what to call the Director. He was like my father.

"Goodbye James."

"Goodbye Layla Brewer, I hope I never see you here again."

I knew what he meant. As I walked out to get on the platform for my final training, then to my plane taking me to Seaford, I realized something. If it came down to it, I would have to kill my half-brother, Jack Brewer. And I would not be able to hesitate. I would show no emotion.

Jerry's POV

Me and Milton we walking when we saw some hot chick get out of a car with some dude. They didn't look like they were dating so I swaggered over to them and decided to put the moves on her.

"What it do girl? Name's Jerry, but you can call me your boyfriend-to-be!" I put my arm around her. I saw the man chuckle. Why was he chuckling? I found out when I found myself being kicked in the gut and then flipped to the ground.

"Hi," the girl said, "My name's Layla Brewer and you can call me NEVER DO THAT AGAIN IF YOU WANT TO HAVE KIDS."

Wait a second… Layla Brewer? Was she related to Jack? Cuz that would be weird since this chick is going to be my wife she did after all ask me if I wanted to have kids. I just have that kind of effect on women!

Milton introduced himself like a nerd. Layla smiled at him and shook his hand. The guy introduced himself as Chris. They were moving to Seaford to graduate there. They weren't related, but they were roommates. I pulled the guy aside and said, "Yo, how old are you?"

"I'm nineteen…"

"And she's like what 20?"

"She's seventeen stupid."

"Well why haven't you gotten in her pants yet?"

He responded by throwing me into a tree. Then he said, "I am here to protect her, not take her virginity. So if I see you trying to make any more moves on her and I see that she is uncomfortable, I will make sure you have no "equipment". Know what I'm saying?"

This guy was ruthless…

Layla's POV

James seemed to think that I needed backup, so he sent one of my fellow agents named Chris on his final assignment partnering with mine. He and I were as close as agents were allowed to get… and then some. Although he probably didn't know it, I had a huge crush on him. I had seen him naked from our mission in Iraq when they took our clothes away and beat us. He had seen me naked, which was humiliating. He never mentioned it, partly because of that, partly because it was horrible for him.

He was sent to a gas chamber after he helped me escape the prison and refused to tell how or where I went. If I hadn't have been fast enough, they might have killed him. Luckily I came in with an entire squad of elite Viper agents to save him. When I found him, it had only been three days. Yet it looked like he hadn't seen a decent human being to care for him in a lifetime.

They seemed to make him think I was dead, because he asked me if I was coming to take him to Hell. He buried his face in my shirt and cried. He didn't believe me saying that I was real, and then said that God was punishing him for letting me die by sending me here to take him to Hell. He kept crying and saying he was sorry.

Later I found out that he lost all his memory of it, besides being gassed, which unfortunately was the worst part. I was sad because it also meant that he didn't remember our kiss, or how I stroked his hair, or that I told him I loved him, or how we held each other… but I was happier knowing that he had no memory of the whips, or the burns, or any of the rest of it.

Anyways, Chris said he had a surprise for me when we got to the safe house. Since I was underage and he wasn't old enough to look after me yet, they sent a third agent down to come and cover for us. Chris knew who it was but wouldn't tell me.

When we parked at the safe house, we saw two boys heading towards us. One of them staggered across the lawn like a drunken man, the other rolled his eyes and followed his companion.

The drunken boy introduced himself as Jerry and tried to hit on me. So I gave him a quick lesson from his new teacher Ms. Brewer. Today's lesson was called, "Why you don't hit on strangers". Chris laughed as I flipped him to the ground. The other boy laughed and introduced himself as Milton. We talked for a little while and learned that they were definitely the targets we were told to protect and get close with.

Jerry took Chris aside and talked to him. By the looks of what Chris did, our mission was going to be pretty hard. I then took Chris aside to talk to him.

"Look Chris, that was really sweet and all, but you have to be nice to these guys. You know how long this mission could take!"

"Alright… but if he does it again…"

"Then I'll handle it myself."

Chris grunted then helped Jerry up. Milton and Jerry showed us around the Seaford Mall and showed us the dojo they practiced in.

Suddenly, two boys came running up to us. One of them I knew. I wasn't going to tell him yet, he looked angry… very angry. I decided to wait until he calmed down. The other boy introduced himself as Brady. He told us a girl named Kim was in danger and that they needed our help.

"So this is the infamous former King of Kinkow!"

"Dammit! Jack I thought you didn't tell anyone!"

"Look," I said, "We can worry about how I know that later. Right now we need to find Kim! What does she look like?"

"Ok, well…" Jack said, "She has blonde hair, brown eyes, and she was wearing a green sweater with one sleeve pulled down with a yellow tank top underneath. She was also wearing blue jean shorts."

We started searching around the mall when the sensei named Rudy came out and asked what happened. We quickly told him and he didn't ask any more questions. We went outside the mall and searched when we heard someone scream. Jack's eyes widened in fear then they turned to slits of rage. He charged toward the sound and the rest of us followed. We found the girl named Kim getting her tank top torn, her sweater already next to her on the ground.

Jack moved so fast I couldn't even believe it happened. In one second he slammed his fist into the large man hovering over Kim drop kicked the boy next to him, and carried Kim to safety. The boy quickly signaled for the rest of his gang. About 20 came in all. 6 on 20… This was going to be an interesting fight. Brady called the cops on his cell and put it on speaker, while Jack screamed, "SURPRISE MUTHAF*CKAS! THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU TOUCH MY GIRL!"

Jack's POV

I couldn't control myself. I was a mortal fury. I whipped out two knives that I didn't even know I had and screamed at the group of Dragons and Panthers in front of us. Quickly they charged at us, so I jumped and judo-kicked two of them down to the ground. I took the knives and threw them at two others. The blades went deep into their shoulders. Jerry took out two more, and Milton took out one. Rudy and Brady took out 5 guys together then the boy and the girl took out the rest.

I saw Frank and Arthur getting up and I pulled out two kunai. I didn't care if I got arrested. I wanted revenge. Brady grabbed my arm. "Dude," he said, "it ain't worth it."

I didn't care. I brushed him aside and prepared to throw the kunai. Then a soft hand gently grabbed me. A scent of flowers lingered in the air. "Jack please. Don't do this. I couldn't bear to see you go to jail. Not over something like this. I… I love you."

Kim's voice… it was so soothing, so serene. I couldn't help myself. I broke down… "I let this happen…" I sobbed… I knew I was crying. I didn't care anymore. Kim almost died because I didn't protect her. "It's my fault that this happened. I let my guard down when you needed me. It's… my fault… all my fault…"

Kim looked at me, tears glistening in her eyes… "Do you love me?" she asked.

I was speechless. I couldn't utter a single sound. With my arms cradled around her, I didn't say a word.

"Kiss me." Kim said.

I was amazed. I never thought that I would hear her say that. I didn't hesitate. My lips slammed into hers. Our hearts danced in harmony. We were one. "I love you Kim." I whispered in her ear.

I didn't care that a bunch of people saw me kiss Kimberly Crawford. I didn't care that over 100 people saw me insist on staying with her the entire time, even when she was put into an ambulance. I didn't care that I stayed up the entire night watching her, even when my parents threatened to ground me for not coming home. I didn't care about any of it.

All I knew was that Kim was okay, I told her my true feelings, and that she loved me…

Whew! Long chapter wasn't it? I got permission to use Layla Brewer, don't worry! I give MrsCharlieAckles full credit to Layla Brewer. I only own Chris. The next chapter will be here who knows when. But I hoped you guys liked this one! Please like and review! Please nothing negative! Thanks! Means a lot!