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The room was silent as night with the exception of grumbling from the three rather irritated teens. The silver of the room was calm and was labeled with the logo WOOHP. Four people breathed and blinked, but barely moving until Clover shook her head.
"Don't tell me we have to face him, again!?!" Clover stood up and crossed her arms. "This guy just doesn't learn!"
"Yeah! How'd he get out anyways?!?" Alex asked.
"Well…" Jerry mumbled. "We're not too sure. But when we checked the cell wall and door and windows, the codes were changed."
"How's that possible Jerry?" Sam asked quizzically. WOOHP has one of the most high tech prisons in the world. It should be almost impossible to break free from it."
"Yes, we all thought that too, but it seems that Tim Scam is much more able than we thought." Jerry paced back and forth in front of the girls.
"We'll get him Jerr, don't worry. We captured him once, we can do it again!" Sam tried to comfort her boss, but he seemed more anxious and worried by the minute.
"Yes. I believe you three are more than capable to capture Tim Scam, but we don't even know where he is… and by the time we do find him, he'd probably have invented something incredibly destructive by now. More importantly, he'll be coming after you three."
"That's it!" Sam stood up with excitement. "All we have to do is lure him to us. It's the perfect trap! Use us as bait, and the fish will come swimming to us in no time!"
Jerry's face brightened up, that could just work! So all we have to do now is to pl…" Jerry was cut off when he computer monitor was starting to beep, flash, and glow brightly. Jerry quickly went to see what was wrong. His face twisted in agitation and he became angrier each time the small clock on his desk ticked. "Bad news spies, it looks like Scam just broke into the new technology department of WOOHP."
"But there's a bunch of dangerous gizmos and stuff in there!" Alex shouted in concern.
"No doubt he's probably getting supplies, c'mon girls!" Sam motioned for the other two spies to follow her out a door on the left of the room.
Before Sam could open the door, Jerry yelled at them to stop. "Ahem, your equipment?"
"Ooh, what gadgets do we get this time, Jerr?" Clover dashed over to Jerry's side.
A picture of a can of hair spray turned on behind Jerry, it was the same can that he was now holding in his hands. "This Static Hair spray. It'll neutralize any machine with a strong jolt of electricity." The screen behind him changed to show a picture of pink sunglasses. "Your heat vision sunglasses. It'll detect heat that's low as ten degrees Fahrenheit. Heat signatures will come out as hot pink." The screen changed into a picture of lip-gloss. "Your super sticky lip gloss."
"Can I use some of that now? Mine's wearing off." Clover went to snatch the small bottle from Jerry's hand, but he quickly moved his and she fell on top of his desk with a crash. "Ow!"
"Not so fast. I didn't introduce your last item. The screen changed. "You'll be handed a KISS." Jerry looked at the three mortified faces, puzzled.
"Ew, Jerr! I'm not getting my first kiss from and old guy!" Alex covered her mouth.
"No, no. It's a compact machine. A Kilo-ice-snow-synthesizer." Jerry explained, much to the girls' relief. "It can shoot up to ten feet away. You can only fire rigid ice bullets and a blizzard."
"Nifty! I'll take that Jerry!" Alex yipped. "But can it only fire those things?"
Jerry shook his head yes and pointed to the door. "There, it'll lead you to the New Technology department of WOOHP. Take a right turn at the very end of the hall.
"Right Jerr." Sam saluted and grabbed Clover, who was still lying on the table, by the arm and dragged her through the door, followed by Alex. A few seconds passed when Sam sprinted back into the room as if something was chasing her. "The TEST!" She huffed, taking no breath between each word.
"Already notified." Jerry simply said. "You'll take it tomorrow, if there is not a mission."
Sam breathed a sigh of relief as big as the world. "Thanks Jerry." She smiled sweetly at him and followed the others back out the door.
He held the necklace that dangled a few inches from his hand in front of him and smirked at what a brilliant plan he had. The necklace shone with a pink pride and waved back and forth as Tim Scam played with it. It amused him as it would a child playing with a new toy. In fact, it was equivalent to a new toy, something he could toy around with. Mess up their friendship perhaps? He could control everything to happen to them like he did the chain of this necklace.
"To think if I had this power over the entire planet, the disastrous deeds that could be accomplished." It would have been too good to be true! He clenched his fist around the heart pendent and roughly stuck it in his trouser pockets.
There was a short silence that was broken when he took a deep breath and sighed deeply pondering over the life he lived, but everything focused on one object when it came to her. His will was strong and he will get to her no matter what.
"This is it?" Alex asked staring at a solid metal door with a white sign coded with red letters that read "New Technology Department". "Wasn't that hard to find at least." She was about to knock on the door when a green suited hand stopped hers.
"No, Alex. You don't want him to know that we're here." Sam pulled out a pair of sunglasses and flipped open the sides and placed them over her eyes.
"Right." Alex nodded and put on her sunglasses, as did Clover. "Hey! These are just plain normal sunglasses!" She tapped on the lenses and looked around. A red hand pressed a button on the side of Alex's glasses and the world through her eyes changed. "Oh, heh. I knew that."
"There he is!" Sam whispered and pointed ahead at the door in front of her.
A movement of hot pink went from left to right, but settled somewhere near the left.
"Everyone got their gadgets?" Sam asked as she held her bottle of lip-gloss. Alex held out her KISS, and Clover pulled out her hairspray. "All right. On the count of three, we'll charge in. One… two… three!" Sam pressed a button on the side of the door to open for access.
All three girls raced inside like light, but stopped half way through their stampede and stared agape at the scene before them.
"Oh, my god!" Clover stepped back a bit and hid behind Alex who didn't feel to good about being her shield.
Hundreds of robotics stood before them and had the girls surrounded. They were as tall as each of them and had sharp claw like looking daggers that spun around, destroying anything that fell into the vortex of death.
"Hello girls." A deep voice loomed over them from behind the army of robots. "Did you think I would not prepare for your arrival?"
"Scam you jerk! What are you planning this time!?" Sam yelled across the room. The horde of robots started to get closer. There was another kind behind the first type. They had electric appendages that probably could put enough volts through someone to kill them.
"You'll have to catch me find out won't you, spies?" Tim winked at them, but Sam had a feeling that it was directed at her for some reason. There was no time to think on it for Scam had left them to fight the machines.
"Clover, Alex, you get the automatons, I'll go after Scam, he can't get far in this room." Sam told her team and ran after Scam, jumping and flipping over many machines to get past the horde, Alex and Clover following. When they got past all of them, Sam kept on running, but Alex and Clover stayed and readied their weapons.
Sam tipped toed through the aisles of new inventions. Shelves full of gadgets and gizmos that must have taken years to build. It felt like a library, a place so large, full of things she didn't know. If she could, she'd spend a whole day in here just cruising around looking at things, maybe build something herself. But she could not think about that now. She had to focus on finding Tim Scam before he could do any damage that he's scheming of.
The room was a lot bigger than she thought. It was probably the size of five football fields put together. It was so easy to get lost in the rows and rows of shelves. There were tables scattered everywhere and papers all over the place like leaves during autumn and camouflaged with the white of the room. Everything was white. Except for the gadgets. It looked as if everyone left in a hurry. Some tables were toppled over, and beakers were shattered all over the floor. There was one row of shelves that were completely demolished.
"They must have evacuated, which means there's another exit somewhere on the other side of the room!" Sam whispered and ran for a wild dash toward the end of the room. She held out her bottle of "Super Sticky Lip-gloss" and opened the top so that it hung loosely at the top.
Like she thought, there was an exit at the end. She sprinted towards it and was about to get there when someone knocked her down, spilling her gadget all over the floor, and then falling on it flat on her back.
Sam found herself under Tim Scam who sat over her abdomen. She tried to push him off but her arms wouldn't budge. They were spread apart, leaving her completely vulnerable to any attack. "Wha…" Sam turned her head, but her hair, it felt as if she was glued to the ground by some force that kept her from getting up. She tried once again with great effort to lift her arms but to no prevail. Sam clasped her hands into fists and yelled at herself inside her head for being so stupid because she finally figured out that she had fallen on the lip-gloss. Her fingers stuck together lightly and then separated with a string of residue trailing her digit's path. "No." She hissed.
"Looks like you're in," Tim Scam leaned closer to her face. "A sticky situation." He backed up and smirked. "This isn't a very good predicament for you is it? You're here, trapped by your own little gadget, alone with me, and your friends are probably minced and cooked by now." He said, all the while staring at the empty bottle of lip-gloss, then tossed it.
Sam glared hatefully at her captor and scowled. "When I get free…"
"I don't think you should be talking that big." Tim told her. "Unless you can back it up. But since you're stuck here, it doesn't seem like you can, can you?" Tim moved his hands up her arms and to her shoulders, all the while staring at her with desire in his eyes.
"Get off me you bastard!" Sam tried moving her torso around to throw off his arms, but the lip-gloss was made by WOOHP, and you could rest assured, that it was top notch.
He leaned in deeper to her until he could see her eyes tremble with apprehension, and he knew that she was uncomfortable, but that just motivated him. He wasn't going to let his prey go when it was right here all readied for him. What could be better? She wasn't able to fight him off.
"Samantha…" Scam uttered deeply as he stroked the side of her face, which resulted with a hateful glare. His eyes were half closed and Sam watched them eye her. He brought his gaze up to hers and she could see all the lust behind them and she became frightened. Scam went in deeper, closer to her, inching himself nearer to her glossed lips, until there was no room between them, and Scam had closed the gap with a gentle kiss.
Sam widened her eyes with shock, but before she could light an idea, Scam broke the lip-lock and straightened himself on top of her and gazed at her fuming eyes. They looked as if a volcano had erupted inside of her, a heat full of hatred and anger that if she were not contained to the floor, she would be after Scam right now.
"Scam… you bastard!" Sam struggled to free herself from the gloss with all the force she could muster. She felt an intense cold and then a pressure lifted from her abdomen.
Sam watched as a pillar of snow came crashing into Tim Scam, the force throwing him off of her and through the doors behind her. The doors swung back and forth and each time the doors closed, there was a ching, from where the blizzard had frozen it. Another click from the KISS and Alex came running towards her, Clover not too far behind.
"Sam, are you all right!?" Alex attempted to pull her friend's arms out from the goop, but slipped in the process. "Argh! This thing is worse than when bubble gun gets in your hair!"
"I know! Once, Mandy dumped this huge wad of gum right in the middle of my hairdo and… I don't want to think about it! At least I got revenge for that. How long did it take for Mandy's hair to grow back?" Clover put a finger to her chin thoughtfully.
"I forgot. It was years ago." Alex sat by Sam and dug into her memories and laughed over them.
"Ahem, hello!!" Sam yelled and pulled Alex and Clover out of their trance. "Get me out of here!" Sam moved her head side to side, but that only made the gloss stick her face and hinder her movements further. "You guys! Scam's getting away!"
"Yeah sorry." Clover gave her a weak smile and together, Clover and Alex started to tug on Sam's arms. They pulled with all their might, yet Sam was still stuck. "I got an idea!" Clover said as she let go of Sam's arm. She grabbed Alex's gadget and twiddled with a dial on the side of the gun shaped weapon. "I'll set it on focus." Clover finished playing with the knob and aimed at Sam's outline. A small beam of icy coolness hit Sam on the side and she gasped from how cold it was. "All done!"
Sam sat up, the gloss crumbling away from her and landed on the ground, shattering into smaller pieces. She scrunched her hands into fists and the frozen gloss popped away from her and fell to the floor. There was a shower of frozen ice shards as Sam stood up and dusted the gloss off of her, like water drops from gray clouds.
"C'mon! Scam won't get away from us!" Sam motioned for the others to follow her and they ran out the doors after Scam.
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