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Sunny Hours
by P. Buffay
Chapter 4: There in the special room of the Center.
"Tac-tac." Martin looked around. His eyes found a woman with white clothes, green eyes and purple hair;
Hi, m.om.
Agent Mystery, it's good you're here. How is agent Lombard?
She's well. Gladys didn't have any contact with her.
Very good, this is a good new.
Yeah, but and now? Where's he? – m.o.m. did a long sigh:
He got possession of the lion's share of the Center and is controlling the agents of the main areas. – Martin looked at the sides:
And Java?
Unhappily he was captured too and now he's a slave of Gladys…- the teenage-boy closed his fists angry.
Damned! – he said low.
… I sent Billy look for him…I'm waiting for news… - she looked worried - ... but until now, he didn't answer me yet… I hope he's okay…
"bip, bip, bip…" – M.o.m.'s U-watch ringed:
Billy, are you?
Yeah, you would like to see him, didn't you? – a hoarse voice went out of the U-watch.
Gladys.
Very good, you guessed… - m.o.m. looked nervous – tell me why do you keep on resisting? I got possession of your stupid agents, I destroyed your weapons, your stupid defense tactics and all your files… so, why do you still resist? – Martin had never seen her so tight. – You're so stupid… now I just need to capture you and yours two fools agents you call the best…
Shut up! You don't know what you're saying!
No, Martin! Don't let him control you!
And why not, m.o.m.? He will be my slave soon… as you will be! – Gladys stopped to talk and suddenly the room's door was break into and lots of his gangsters, the formers agents, came in. They captured m.o.m.:
M.o.m.!
Run away, Martin!
The young agent ran in direction of the door, but another group of agents fenced him. "U-watch actived: I-cutter selected." But before he could use it, one of the agents grasped him for his back, another one pounded him on his stomach:
- Aaaahhhh! – he released the I-cutter and fell on the ground groaning of ache.
- Fix those stupid! – Gladys came in the room – Now just one more fails.
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