I sat at the desk checking out the terrain. It had taken us all day to climb up and down the mountain. On the way back to camp we had to save Compound Georgia. So now they were indebted to us.

Since we weren't ON the 2000-acre playing field, I didn't have an interactive map. Meaning I could see the mountains or rocks that sort of thing. But I couldn't pick up anyone moving on it, or metal or anything.

Cannon sat on the laptop next to me.

"Do you realize how much it would help if we all had a Maxell? We could split up!"

"It's illegal!"

"Well, Gosh darn it! Can't do that then!" Cannon said in a hill-billy sarcasm.

"Anyway, if we ever split up it will be me and you and Glory and Delta. So don't worry about."

I moved to the map of camp. Since camp is only on a few acres, then I can see actual people moving around the map.

"Couple compounds at the swimming hole, two in the mess hall, a lot of their cabins. We can't see what they're saying, but we can kind of see what they're doing. Hawaii is sleeping."

"Someone told me that they went to the mountain range and slipped down the side. They had to climb all the way back to the trail and totally pooped out. They got docked 1000 points because they had to get an agent to bring around a chopper to bring them to camp." Delta explained. He was tying the canopy back to the ceiling from where I'd chopped it down this morning.

"I think we need to pull a Georgia as much as possible." Glory was whittling a rock with his johnknife. "We need to go out of our way to save as many agents as possible. If more teams are indebted to us, then we have a better chance of rooting our information."

"Georgia was so easy to save. A sneak attack. Cake." I laughed.

"And with Maxell we can see when people are in trouble and the best way to save them. We have a birds eye view of everything!"

I laughed. "Talk about it!"

"Dinner's in a few. Ha. Hawaii is gonna be late and get docked again!" Cannon pulled on his uniform shirt and turned off his laptop.

"I'd go wake them up. But they can't know we know they're sleeping." I turned off Maxell and we walked out.

I triple locked the door and Glory put an ink bomb on the handle. There was no under-guarding Maxell. She was our lively hood!

"Hi Midnight Sky." Delta called where Midnight Sky was watching us from his porch.

Cannon, Delta, and Glory put the three padlock keys on their necklaces and hung them under their shirts.

We picked up our air boards and hopped on, moving toward the mess hall.

"Good bye." I called in a sing song voice.

"Bye dollface!" Cannon winked at him.

We all smirked and pushed off toward the cafeteria.

"Hey Silver!" Dusk was sitting on her porch with one of her teammates, sewing his shirt.

"Silver? I'm Dodger." He stood up and shook my hand.

"We call him the artful Dodger because he's good at pick-pocketing." Dusk sent him a teasing glance.

"Hey Dodge, Dusk." Cannon came up behind me.

"We're gonna eat, see you there."

"What happened to the shirt?" Delta asked.

I realized she was hemming a jagged rip.

"Caught on the mountain, we slipped. It's pretty icy up there. When you go up, might want to get some type of traction on your shoes."

"I wouldn't go at all." A boy walked out, holding an ice pack to his head. "There's nothing up there and it's a good chance of having to coptor out. We were lucky Freedom got knocked out near the base."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I'm Fresh, by the way. But we were climbing up the side of the mountain to avoid terrorists and suddenly Freedom got sniped from the top. It hit right next to his head. He was still 'alive' per say. Pop. He fell down. But he was out lead climber so we all fell with him. He was knocked out and we had to carry him back to the chopper we flew in to take him back to camp."

"Dodger and I went out to look around some more, get a better feel, but Freedom and Fresh had to bunk out here for the day. I wouldn't go back on that mountain unless we got a serious lead or something." Dusk agreed.

"Yeah. That happened to Hawaii. They were climbing out on the mountain and got snipped, slipped on the ice, fell into a ditch. 1000 points for a coptor back. They're in the negatives now." Glory nodded.

"Yeah." Dusk finished the shirt and handed it to Dodger.

"Well, we're gonna get going." I hopped back on my board. "Good luck tomorrow!"

"How did you guys do?"

Cannon shrugged. "Climbed the rock formation. Took out the bazooka group."

"Wow, they're worth 500 points you know."

"Really?" I stuck out my lower lip and nodded. "Cool beans."

"All right. See ya later."

Once out of ear shot I looked at the guys. "I guess we know where we're going tomorrow."

"Totally. They wouldn't guard that place so good if there wasn't such a good chance of something being up there." Cannon agreed.

"Probably not they key, but maybe a major point bonus, or keys or something of the like." Delta looked behind him where Dusk was telling a joke or something to her teammates.

"We're so there. We got to ditch the bozos Nebraska, after that it will be Cake."

"We can't do it till Saturday." Glory decided. I say we just spend time loitering, picking off terrorists. Then Nebraska will be bored with us and we'll be free to go up the mountain without risking them seeing Maxell."

We walked into the mess hall and took our spot on the bench.

Some kids were walking around chatting about the days adventures. We chatted among ourselves, joking, and listening.

"Hi Silver! Remember me! ComputerChip! But call me Chip please!"

I turned to see his goggle eyes. There was a bruise on his forehead that was accented with red paint.

"What happened to you?" I asked.

"Oh, we went to the mountain and I got sniped because I didn't duck behind the rock in time. I'm more of a computer kid myself. The team might have me develop something to help them back at camp, and let them go off to the mountain."

"The team can't separate more then two days in a row though." I reminded.

He shrugged. "So, what did you guys do today?"

"Went to the rock formations."

"Ok! We'll go there tomorrow then!" He decided, and dashed off to tell his team.

"It's a wonder was picked." Cannon laughed.

"Pity vote." Delta shrugged.

"Hi. I'm Tulip." The Barbie smiled sweetly down on our table.

"Hi." For some unknown reason, Cannon was more interested in me and spunky Dusk over the kind of girl he would have dated at the compound, one with a skirt. Cannon barely looked up.

"You're Cannon right? I asked Midnight Sky who you were. We're both 17!"

"I'm 16." He was still toying with the gun he had in his hands.

"Oh. Well, you look 17."

"Yep." Cannon looked up. "Do you need something?"

She paused. "Nope." Then sauntered off.

"Guess what the rumors are?" Delta came back from where he was chatting at Mustang's table.

"Hm? Campfire songs?" Cannon laughed, now avidly interested in things other

then his gun.

"Worse. Think more summer camp."

"Boys verses girls pranks?" I grinned.

"We would have totally kicked your butt, but no."

"Mm. Canoeing trip?"

"No, worse."

Cannon's face clouded. "Not the event you have on Friday's of a week camp is it?"

Delta nodded grimly. "We have to come up with an act for a talent show in two days, by Friday."

We all groaned in unison and turned to each other.

"It's not like we could do ninja or something. I mean, come on. Practically everyone here is ten-star, none of that is impressive here." Glory muttered.

"We could do a dance routine." I joked.

Delta shrugged. "I actually thought about it."

"Over my dead body!" Cannon protested. "Not on your LIFE! Not for that friggin' trophy."

"How about for 1500 points?" Delta asked.

"No WAY!"

"1500?" Glory's eyebrows shot up. "That bazooka group that should have killed two of us and had bombs and trip wires and everything is only worth 500."

"No WAY!" Cannon continued.

"The only thing I can think of right now is that on my paper of Agent One is that he was in the thespians club on his compound and one thing he was the best out was dancing."

"No WAY!"

"We could do hip-hop. Everyone knows I tear the place apart for hip-hop." I shrugged.

"No WAY!"

"And we could do an easy background step, I mean, the grapevine, just something for us to do." Delta shrugged a shoulder.

"No WAY!"

"Yeah, and we could make it a song mix, I could do my hip-hop, Delta and you could do a break dance routine. Make it in sync so it looks tight."

"No WAY."

"Then you and Cannon could do that jazz routine you had to learn in basic ninja. Since it was only used to year you guys were in ninja, we don't know it, but it's cool. I liked watching it. It's original and upbeat and-"

"NO WAY." Cannon and I both said at the same time.

Delta and Glory grinned.

"Then what will you do Cannon? I've never seen you dance. At the dances you're behind the bleachers."

"Being behind the bleachers with Fawn is more fun then getting sweaty to show off."

"What do you call Spy Wars?" I laughed.

"How about you do a tango with Silver, a thirty second one. Quick, upbeat, then go strait back into the grapevine."

"W-W-wait." I took out my notepad. "So we start with you three doing some type of dance move behind me. I tear it up with Hip-Hop, I back up and do something in-sync with Cannon while you two do a quick break dance fest. Then you back up and me and Cannon do a quick fast beat partner dance. I suggest swing actually. Then he could throw me in the air and I could do a flip or something. Then we all do a quick step. Zam. We're done. Corky talent show over?"

"No WAY!" Cannon replied simply.

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"I want you to know that I hate you." Cannon murmured as we took center stage.

"No WAY!" I shot back sarcastically, then grinned.