Chap 9: Infiltration

Matthew had been sneaking around in Washington D.C for a couple of days, not finding his brother. He was very tired and hungry. Yesterday he had stolen some hot dogs from an abandon hot-dog stand.

He had found the White House; it was in ruins except some parts that could probably be used as a shed or a current house. Matthew decided to look for his brother, or at least some clues about his whereabouts, there. After all, Alfred used to work there.

As Matthew tried to walk around in the building, he couldn't help to feel that someone was watching him. At last he found Alfred's old office.

The old office was very dusty and it didn't seem like someone had been there for a while. Well, hopefully it was just the broken windows that just made it look like an abandoned room in an abandoned house from a movie.

Matthew watched his steps carefully; there was broken glass on the floor and a hole in the floor.

He went to Alfred's old desk, opened a drawer, took out a stack of paper and browsed through them.

'Nothing…Nothing…Something about ice-cream…a drawing of a hamburger…nothing…nothing…nothing…' Matthew though. 'Isn't there a single trace of my brother?'

Suddenly Matthew saw something that caught his attention. It was just a small note, smaller than the other papers because it was folded. But it also had a name written on it. Matthew's name. The Canadian opened the piece of paper.

"Matthew,

When you read this, hopefully your plan of infiltrating my city has succeeded, but I'm afraid I can not allow the rest of your plan. So therefore, you have to die. You have two minutes left to live. Then the world will be mine.

Goodbye.

//Alfred F. Jones, United States Of America."

Matthew stared at the note, shoved into his pocket and was about to jump from the window when the room exploded.

'Am I…Alive…? Not likely. The room exploded, or started burning… I don't remember…' Matthew slowly opened his eyes. God, what a headache he had, felt like a hammer pounding his head. He groaned and tried to sit up.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty. Awesome that you decided to wake up."
Matthew looked around to see who it was. It couldn't possibly be him? Wasn't he dead?

"Your glasses are beside you. Do you have any of your awesome pancakes? The awesome I am starving."

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A/N: Sorry for the somewhat late chapter, I've been stuck with Uppcon, prao, studying for a test etc ___