Hehe…I'm having fun with this fanfic. ^_^ For some reason I this chapter I'm seeing 11 year old Dante like Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes.
Am I making him act too young? I'm trying to remember what the guys were like in 4th or 5th grade.
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Chapter 2: Agent "D"
It was dark night. The pitch black dark that spoke of secrets and shadows and silent whispers of movement. It was a darkness that ate away at a man's courage, sapping his strength and giving life to his darkest fears…
Actually it was about 9:30 in the evening and the stars twinkled merrily overhead, but it made Dante feel much cooler to think about the other way. His heart was beating furiously as he sped from bush to tree to shadow, stealthily keeping out of sight. Tonight was the night of the plan…the mission.
He made it away from the orphanage into the small grove of trees nearby. As he approached, he could hear the sounds of faint breathing. He smiled in the night. "It's me!" he whispered. After a moment there was a rustle in the trees and a boy's head popped out from dense thicket of branches.
"Dante!" he hissed. "Get in here!
Date gave one last look around before ducking into the entrance. It was a tight squeeze through the branches, but once inside he had plenty of room. The grove they were in was the type perfect for having forts in, since while the tangle of growth had spread outward forming walls, it left a hollow hut with a roof of leaves and stars.
There were three other boys there, including the one he had already seen. Their eyes all gleamed mischievously as they nodded a greeting to him. One of them, the leader for this particular mission, squatted on the balls of his feet. Normally Dante led missions and meetings, but this mission had been Rob's idea so he got to run it. Rob grinned and looked around at them all. "Alright guys," he whispered, "here's the plan! Tonight," he said pointing with a stick at one of the orphanage's nearby buildings, "we raid the girls dorm!"
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The orphanage really did vaguely resembled a mini college campus. In the center was the main building where the offices and dining hall were, with the girls dorm on the left and the guys dorm on the right. There was about a total of 20 girls and 20 boys, ages eight to eighteen, and NO they were not allowed in each other rooms!, though Dante occasionally saw some of the older boys sneak inside every now and then.
Dante's group of friends planned secret missions to do every week, from stealing deserts from the kitchen to flying boxers from the flagpole. Sometimes they got caught, sometimes they didn't. It was the game that mattered.
Dante's job was a scout. He had better night vision and hearing than the other boys (though they didn't know how good!) so he was given the honor. He pressed up against a wall of the girl's dorm, trying to control his breathing. From a window only a foot or two above him he heard the sound of voices chattering.
Rob had been fanatical about this mission. "We burst into a room and blast 'em with our Supersoakers!" he said enthusiastically waving his. "Your job is the most important. You have to sneak inside and find a room with girls in it. Don't get seen! You're nickname for this mission is…" Rob had floundered for a second, then filled in with, "Secret Operative Agent D!" With that Rob had saluted him and ran off for his position.
"Agent D." Dante liked the sound of that. It was slick…mysterious. Now, creeping around the building to the front door, kept a up a continuous internal monologue. "Agent D stalks the night," he thought to himself. "Patroller of the shadows, like the invisible ninja. Silently he slinks along the enemy territory, knowing the price of failure if he is discovered…" And so on.
Dante peered into the corner a window of the girl's hall. No one seemed around the entrance. He cracked the door, then crept inside. One of the hall's door opened suddenly and Dante looked desperately for a place to hide. A tall bookshelf against the wall had a width that looked big enough to conceal himself on. A four foot vertical leap let him grab hold of its rim and he quickly pulled himself on top, where he lay still. Two older girls came down the hall and went into the bathroom.
"What's all the noise?" Dante heard one of them say.
The other rolled her eyes. "Some of the kids in 13 are having a makeover party or something."
"Wohoo. Nutty kids. Did you know tha--" as soon as the bathroom door closed behind them, Dante rolled off the bookshelf and darted out the door. Room 13! It was perfect! Now he just had to tell the others.
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They held their Supersoakers close as they moved in. Dante and Rob were huddled beneath the room's open window to the outside, the two other boys had gone inside to attack from the door. Rob and Dante were waiting for the other boys to bust in the door, their cue to jump up and spray in from the window. Dante was tense with excitement, twitching in place, then he froze suddenly as he heard a low heavy growl behind him.
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Bwaha! Cliff-hangers are evilly fun! ^_^
Next Chapter: Revenge of the Supersoakers
Am I making him act too young? I'm trying to remember what the guys were like in 4th or 5th grade.
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Chapter 2: Agent "D"
It was dark night. The pitch black dark that spoke of secrets and shadows and silent whispers of movement. It was a darkness that ate away at a man's courage, sapping his strength and giving life to his darkest fears…
Actually it was about 9:30 in the evening and the stars twinkled merrily overhead, but it made Dante feel much cooler to think about the other way. His heart was beating furiously as he sped from bush to tree to shadow, stealthily keeping out of sight. Tonight was the night of the plan…the mission.
He made it away from the orphanage into the small grove of trees nearby. As he approached, he could hear the sounds of faint breathing. He smiled in the night. "It's me!" he whispered. After a moment there was a rustle in the trees and a boy's head popped out from dense thicket of branches.
"Dante!" he hissed. "Get in here!
Date gave one last look around before ducking into the entrance. It was a tight squeeze through the branches, but once inside he had plenty of room. The grove they were in was the type perfect for having forts in, since while the tangle of growth had spread outward forming walls, it left a hollow hut with a roof of leaves and stars.
There were three other boys there, including the one he had already seen. Their eyes all gleamed mischievously as they nodded a greeting to him. One of them, the leader for this particular mission, squatted on the balls of his feet. Normally Dante led missions and meetings, but this mission had been Rob's idea so he got to run it. Rob grinned and looked around at them all. "Alright guys," he whispered, "here's the plan! Tonight," he said pointing with a stick at one of the orphanage's nearby buildings, "we raid the girls dorm!"
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The orphanage really did vaguely resembled a mini college campus. In the center was the main building where the offices and dining hall were, with the girls dorm on the left and the guys dorm on the right. There was about a total of 20 girls and 20 boys, ages eight to eighteen, and NO they were not allowed in each other rooms!, though Dante occasionally saw some of the older boys sneak inside every now and then.
Dante's group of friends planned secret missions to do every week, from stealing deserts from the kitchen to flying boxers from the flagpole. Sometimes they got caught, sometimes they didn't. It was the game that mattered.
Dante's job was a scout. He had better night vision and hearing than the other boys (though they didn't know how good!) so he was given the honor. He pressed up against a wall of the girl's dorm, trying to control his breathing. From a window only a foot or two above him he heard the sound of voices chattering.
Rob had been fanatical about this mission. "We burst into a room and blast 'em with our Supersoakers!" he said enthusiastically waving his. "Your job is the most important. You have to sneak inside and find a room with girls in it. Don't get seen! You're nickname for this mission is…" Rob had floundered for a second, then filled in with, "Secret Operative Agent D!" With that Rob had saluted him and ran off for his position.
"Agent D." Dante liked the sound of that. It was slick…mysterious. Now, creeping around the building to the front door, kept a up a continuous internal monologue. "Agent D stalks the night," he thought to himself. "Patroller of the shadows, like the invisible ninja. Silently he slinks along the enemy territory, knowing the price of failure if he is discovered…" And so on.
Dante peered into the corner a window of the girl's hall. No one seemed around the entrance. He cracked the door, then crept inside. One of the hall's door opened suddenly and Dante looked desperately for a place to hide. A tall bookshelf against the wall had a width that looked big enough to conceal himself on. A four foot vertical leap let him grab hold of its rim and he quickly pulled himself on top, where he lay still. Two older girls came down the hall and went into the bathroom.
"What's all the noise?" Dante heard one of them say.
The other rolled her eyes. "Some of the kids in 13 are having a makeover party or something."
"Wohoo. Nutty kids. Did you know tha--" as soon as the bathroom door closed behind them, Dante rolled off the bookshelf and darted out the door. Room 13! It was perfect! Now he just had to tell the others.
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They held their Supersoakers close as they moved in. Dante and Rob were huddled beneath the room's open window to the outside, the two other boys had gone inside to attack from the door. Rob and Dante were waiting for the other boys to bust in the door, their cue to jump up and spray in from the window. Dante was tense with excitement, twitching in place, then he froze suddenly as he heard a low heavy growl behind him.
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Bwaha! Cliff-hangers are evilly fun! ^_^
Next Chapter: Revenge of the Supersoakers