Chibiyu: Don't hate me but I am going to focus on this story and The Final Chapter because I want to finish them.

Nick: I can't hate you…I'm too afraid

I WOULD BE FACING A RESTRAINING ORDER IF I OWNED JONAS! And thank the Heaven's I am not…what would I do without my Jonas concerts?

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"I'm sorry guys…" I whispered, looking at them. They looked back, the question in their eyes, and I shook my head. No. He wasn't alive.

I saw him, under that sheet. Eyes closed, not breathing or moving, paler than any human should be. And there was the bullet wound, directly over his heart. There was no way in Heaven or Hell that he could have lived.

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JONAS BOSS'S POV

He was noble until the end. He went down without a beg or scream and that is the sign of a true agent and one who cares more for the deal he made with me than his own life. But it was always a shame to lose someone…

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JOE'S POV

I didn't remember falling to the ground. I didn't remember people calling my name. I didn't remember feeling the burning sting of tears falling from my eyes. I didn't remember yelling out my vow for revenge and then sobbing my brothers name. I didn't remember Kevin picking me up and bring me to an empty room. I didn't remember feeling his tears drop like hammers o my skin. All I remembered was this pain, this heart ache. All I remembered was my little brother's name.

Python…

Silver Elite JONAS….

Nicholas…

Nick.

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KEVIN'S POV

I don't know what scarred me worse, knowing my little brother was gone or seeing Joe's reaction to it. Seeing my strongest, emotionally wise, brother completely breaking down and knowing that my little brother would never come home…it was a lot for us to handle…too much. But now we had a reason to fight…in his honor.

Nick…they will regret the day they recruited you. They will regret the day they took you away from us. They will regret today.

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VIPER'S POV

I looked to all of the knowing and sad faces and I knew now wasn't the time for a plan, but for mourning. But it couldn't last long. We all knew a war was just ahead and thanks to Nick, we would all fight it together. We would al be ready.

"Hey…who is that?" Cricket pointed to a window and I saw a Silver Elite LEMUR Badge and a flash of reddish-brown hair run out the window. I immediately bolted out the door ad towards him, briefly stopping to pick up Nick's dog tag and purity ring. JONAS must have dropped them off. I saw the little cockroach running away and I heard him breathlessly laughing. His past earlobe length hair swaying out behind him and his long legs built for running.

"Try and catch me JONAS scum!" He yelled out and I detected an Australian accent…or was it English? Dang it, no one can ever really tell! He stopped suddenly and turned to me, and I saw unnaturally light blue eyes fitting perfectly with unhealthily pale skin. He had no freckles, no distinguishing marks, except for the eyes and skin.

"Who are you?" I demanded, grabbing his shirt at the collar.

He smiled, completely at ease with my actions. "I am the best." He sneered into my ear, laughing at a little joke. So LEMUR knew about Nick…

"No!" I hit him hard in the nose, but he turned so it didn't break it or even cause it to bleed. "Python wa-is the best and he always will be!" I shouted to the boy who rolled his eyes and untangled himself from me.

"Oh sure, let the dead guy fight." He cackled, sounding more mad with every second. "Mark my words Viper, JONAS will fall…just as your little Nick did."

He ran off, cackling like a maniac and I should have followed him, but his words stunned me cold. They knew Nick's name…they knew where I lived…they knew everything…

It wasn't possible!

The house!

I ran back to the house, my heart sinking as I saw all of the windows broken and smoke pouring from it. I ran and ran, trying to find anyone, but there was no one. But there was a bloody message on the door.

They are not dead…yet. Surrender Viper…or they will all meet Nick's fate…and it will be your fault.

LEMUR!

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LEMUR'S BOSS'S POV

I laughed as I heard the echoes of the crammed prison cells while I strolled the hall. My newest recruit and Silver Elite was flipping down the hall, laughing and banging on doors singing horrible rhymes and tunes.

"Hyena…" I called and he looked up at me, his weirdly pale eyes and skin sparkling in the bright light. "What was that last one?"He smiled.

"Oh JONAS wee JONAS you're fate is of death, Oh JONAs wee JONAS you've got poop on your head. Oh JONAS wee JONAS don't try and escape! Oh JONAS wee JONAS, you're scum to us all! Oh JONAS wee JONAS, I want your blood on wall!" The boy sang, his voice echoing rather sinisterly. He sang well enough but he was trying to make it sound comical and he did alright. He was something else though. And I am pretty sure that when we found him on the streets, he had escaped from a mental hospital. But oh well, he was a good spy.

"Hyena?" I called again and he looked at me, currently walking on his hands. "What is your name lad?" It had just occurred to me I did not know it.

His eyes darkened and he snarled, flipping to his hands, banging on Joe and Kevin Lucas's call door harshly. "I don't have one and don't you dare try to give me one!" He roared and I put my hands in the air.

"I am not Hyena, I am not."

He brightened instantly and started singing again and flipping. He was something else alright…

"Hyena, do you want to interrogate Joe and Kevin Lucas for me?" He looked at me like a child that was being given a free ice cream. He knew interrogation was just another word for torture. He nodded his head, straightening up instantly and looking professional and intimidation. "Good." I tossed him the keys, which he expertly caught and I left him and the guards to open the door. They would crack fast.

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KEVIN'S POV

I knew Joe used to be honored in this company, but now we both knew that honor meant nothing here. Rank meant nothing here. We were prisoners, and that was all that mattered. I felt Joe shiver by my side as the maniac's songs reached our ears. And I felt Joe tense when the door opened and the reddish-brown haired youth stood in front of us. He had to be 17 but he had the anger and unstableness of a mental 2 year old. Or in other words, he was dangerous.

"Hello Prisoners!" He sang, twirling over to us and grabbing Joe's arm. "You are coming with me Mr. Joey-Poo!" He laughed, hauling Joe away from me. "Struggling…not a good sign. Do you want Kevy-Pants to die?" He laughed and I knew Joe would have stilled. "I thought not."

And then the door slammed closed and I waited for him to come for me. I could break this kid. I knew I could.

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JOE'S POV

What was this guy's problem? He skipped ahead of me, his iron had grip never leaving his knife or my arm. He spun, literally, me into a room and locked the door behind him.

"So Mr. Joey-Poo, how do you feel about Nicky-wicky's death?" He asked, forcing me into a chair and tying my hands and legs.

"How do you think, you monster?" I growld but he laughed and sat opposite of me, his face suddenly very calm and professional.

"No more game Joe." He snarled. Whoa, bi-polar much? "Who started this rebellion?"

"He's dead." I answered, eyeing my fingernails.

"So it was Nick…should have guessed." He looked to the folder. "Kevin isn't a normal person is he? Who does he work for?"

I shrugged. "Kevin? He works for the band and he is pretty freak out about this whole spy thing." I said calmly.

"Useless." He stood up and unbound me. "BRING ME KEVIN!"

Crap.

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KEVIN'S POV

Joe was shoved in, looking fine and I was taken out. I was tossed into a room and I sat opposite of the odd eyed maniac.

"Kevin Lucas…you're a spy." He stated, pressing his fingers together. "You know everything…else you would be panicked and scared…don't try and lie to me…it won't work."

I said nothing, looking right into the teens eyes and he just starred right back. And then I noticed something. Something I think he was trying to get me to notice. I stood up and he stood. I walked over to him and his hand went to the knife. And I starred closer at the boy, trying to figure out if my suspicions were right.

"Get away from me." He growled, pressing the knife to my neck, anger in his eyes. I didn't move and he didn't either. After a second, he smirked and he kicked my ankles out from under me and promptly sat on my stomach, pressing the cold metal to my neck again. "There…now you can't move."

"I don't want to. You're not exactly heavy." I breathlessly told him and his eyes narrowed but he shrugged.

"Huh, I guess the rumors about you being gay are true."I didn't answer. He wanted to insult me, to get me fired up, to protect himself. And I think by my wife I think we can all agree I am not gay. "I can sit here all day." He told me, pressing the knife a bit harder against my throat. It took all of my willpower to not shiver from its icy bite. "Who. Do. You. Work. For?" He slowly asked again, poking me with his free hand.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked him and he looked confused. "Working for LEMUR." I explained and he glared.

"That's none of you beeswax is it Kevy-Pants?" He laughed but I heard the shake to it. "Now tell me or die!" He roared, the knife making a thin cut but I didn't feel the pain or the warm blood running and staining my shirt.

"I think you know Nick." I whispered into his ear and he stiffened, taking the knife from my neck and forcing me against the wall, his mouth an inch from my ear.

"What are you talking about Kevy-Pants?" He asked coldly. "Talk or Joe will be sleeping with the fishes tonight…literally."

"You wouldn't." I growled, going along with the act and I saw Nick smile in a very un-Nick way.

"Just test me Kevy-Pants!" He snickered softly and I shivered. Ok, maybe this wasn't Nick. But I can't believe he would be dead. And then some amazing spy just happens to show up for LEMUR? Coincidence? I don't believe in them. "Now talk…oh and I am not your dead and burned brother by the way. Do I look like a pile of ash to you?"

I laughed a bit. He was really going all out for the camera's.

"Laughing are we?" He snorted and pulled his knife to my shoulder. "Perhaps I should give you something to cry about instead." Nick wouldn't hurt me…badly. Would he? He did. But I blocked out the pain until the only thing I felt was a small sting.

"Nick, what are you doing?" I hissed into his exposed ear and I saw him roll his eyes, again seeing the tiny shimmer of the JONAS hologram projector. "Nick I can see through the hologram!" I told him and he just turned and walked away from me.

"You're brother is dead…JONAS has his ashes. Get it through your thick skull Kevin!" He ordered me, his voice lower and more in control. Bi-polar? Nice touch Nick. "Now I am going to ask you one more time before I start to get mean. How do you work for?"

I smiled and leaned closer to him. "You're mom."

He shook his head sadly and turned to the intercom at the door. "Get Joe in here…Kevin needs a little…persuasion." He turned to me and smiled, but his eyes held a very different message. One I couldn't read in time. But it looked like he was studying me and begging me to do…or not to do something. But what?

And Joe walked in and Hyena, Nick…whoever it was, grabbed him by the hair and put the knife to Joe's throat.

"Tell me Kevy-Pants or Mr. Joey-Poo dies because of you." He threatened, and I saw he would do it. His eyes held no fear or regret. He would kill Joe. This couldn't be Nick. Hyena glanced to the door for a second and smiled before yanking on Joe's hair again. He looked at me expectantly.

"You were right. You're not him." I told the agent, who laughed in a high pitched way that triggered a small headache.

"I am always right. That is why I am the best." Was he hinting at something? "Now tell me."

I opened my mouth to spin some lie when a bang on the door sounding and a high pitched whistle followed.

"About time!" Hyena yelled, throwing the knife so it embedded itself in the wall.

"Wh-?" Joe half way asked and I felt the same way. Hyena took Joe's arm and held out his hand for me.

"Come on! Everyone's getting out!" He yelled, and I looked at him oddly.

"We aren't going anywhere with you!" I told him and Joe pulled away. Hyena looked rather confused and then his face brightened. He reached and scratched behind his ear and turned away from us for a second. We watched the reddish-brown hair nightmare fade instantly and our curly haired brother appear.

"I always forget I have this thing on." Nick told us, looking back up at us, waiting. "What?"

We both just starred at him and shock. And then we bolted to him and engulfed in him a hug.

"You're. Touching. Me." He tired to worm his way from our grip but he couldn't.

"You're not dead!" Joe yelled, taking my own words as my heart swelled in joy. And then suddenly Joe pulled us both away from him. "Why did you hurt us and capture us?"

Nick looked to his feet, avoiding Joe's accusing stare. "We don't have time right now. We have to get out of here!"

"Why?" I asked, getting why Joe was acting this way.

"This place is going to blow up, is that enough motivation for you?" Nick snapped, looking back up at us. He lunged and latched onto us before pulling us out the door and into a crowd of running people. We let him pull us and once we were far enough away from the building and counting for it to explode, we grabbed Nick and pinned him down.

"Answer us now Nick." Joe ordered angrily and Nick's eyes widened.

"I did it because they would kill you if I hadn't! Me dying was an act! My boss and I made a plan and used a dead body with a holographic disguiser and I was placed here to take it down from the inside." Nick hurriedly explained but I didn't believe him. Something told me something was wrong. Nick met my eyes and I slapped his cheek, hard.

"Who are you?"

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