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Chapter 34: Infiltration
MPOV
The next morning, I woke everyone up bright and early.
"All right everyone," I announce as they were eating breakfast, some deer that Allan had caught that same morning. "Today, we're gonna sneak into the Cult."
"Wait," Christina said, holding up one hand. "I thought our goal was to fight the Cult, not spy on them."
I nodded. "Yep. But first we have to find weak points. Size them up. Get a good look around."
Everyone nodded back.
I looked at Blake, who was the best at infiltration. He had acted as one of the Secret Service agents when Angel had gotten lost at the White House, so long ago now. (A/N: From Book 2, just in case you don't know.)
He came and stood a cordial distance from me. "To get inside of the Cult," he began. "We're going to need basic disguises." He held up some black cotton pants and shirts. "These are the basic uniforms of Cult apprentices. I managed to get enough of them last night.
"Secondly, you need to act like you're really a part of the Cult. To do that, all you have to do is shut up and do as you're told. Whether it's from a bishop or the Master himself. We don't want to attract any attention to ourselves.
"Thirdly, to get in, we have to sneak in. That means climbing in through air ducts." He looked around at us. "Before we left, Tatiana and Nudge hacked the Cult's computers remotely. They got maps of the Cult, which we're going to use to get around. We have drops points for each team. Teams have already been chosen." He held up a list. "No whining about who you end up with."
Laughter rang out in the clearing. There were some sarcastic whines and "Awwwww!"s.
Names were read off, and there was minor complaining about teams, but no one tried to trade.
"All alphas will be paired with betas," Blake said. He looked at Fang. "But since yours is a good-for-nothing traitor, no offence, we're pairing you with Max."
"None taken," Fang answered.
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Ten minutes later, we were all ready to go.
We had all changed into our Cult clothes, and were getting ready to get out of there.
"All right everyone," I said when the troops were assembled. "Let's roll."
I glanced at Fang. He nodded, a coldly determined look on his face. I nodded back.
We took running leaps off the cliff, and were airborne in seconds.
Our argument from two days ago had been unspokenly forgiven, so we were okay with being paired together.
"You nervous?" Fang asked me as we flew fast towards the Cult.
I nodded, then looked at him. "A little bit. You?"
He shrugged as much as he could while flying. "Sort of."
I smiled. "Good. 'Cause if you weren't, then I'd have to put you in a mental ward."
He chuckled. "This coming from the girl with the voice in her head.'
I laughed. "So says the boy with a voice in his head."
We laughed.
But all too soon, we were at the Cult.
I glanced at our map. Our landing sight was on building three.
"There," Fang said, pointing.
We landed on the rooftop without a sound. We managed to find the right air duct and unscrewed it.
"Here we go," I muttered.
We jumped into the duct…
And we were inside the Cult.
Cue ominous music again! This is getting to be better than I thought! (Trust me, I had no intentions of ever writing this chapter, but I had no ideas. (CURSE YOU WRITERS BLOCK!))
Because I love you all so much, I am going to add 2 more chapters today!
Only… 4 more chapters until Part Tres is complete! *squeals!* Yay! I shall begin Part 4 tomorrow!
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