The 13-year Old Operative
Chapter 1: Escape
Note: The Operative this story's about is named Shadow, a.k.a Numbah 96.
Shadow's POV:
I walked down the hallway, the younger operatives whispering to each other. I heard a few things like, "Glad he's gone.", "It's him.", and other things. The two guards next to me were holding small laser guns made out of mustard jars. I simply stared ahead as the two guards lead me to a Kids Next Door operatives worst nightmare: the decommissioning chamber.
Normal POV:
The guards lead Numbah 96 to the seat in the middle of the room. In front of the chair was a T.V. It looks relaxing, but the T.V. was specially meant to erase an operative's memory.
Numbah 96 sat in the chair, still not saying anything. His black jacket crumpled as he sat in the old chair. The jacket reached down to his ankles, covering his entire back. His black pants were almost invisible compared to the jacket. His dark boots were flat on the floor. To top it off, no matter what the weather was, he always wore a black scarf around the lower half of his face, which covered his mouth and his nose.
As the guards strapped him down, the head of decommisioning, Numbah 86, walked up to him. She spoke to him in her shrill Scottish voice.
"Attention, fellow operatives!" Said Numbah 86. She spoke to the crowd of operatives who where attending the decommissioning.
"As you all know, Numbah 86 will be decommissioned today. He is one of the most reckless operatives known in the Kids Next Door." She continued.
As Numbah 86 kept ranting, Numbah 96 went to work. On the black glove on his right hand, a small stip of metal came out. The metal did NOT come from his flesh, but from the glove. The metal was coated with a special brand of nanobots. When inserted in any type of keyhole, the nanobots would be released, and move the gears in the lock, thereby unlocking whatever the keyhole is on. When he heard a small think, he left the lock on his arm.
"And now", Said 86, " We will begin the decommissioning!"
Numbah 86 pulled out a remote and flipped a switch on it. The T.V. in front of the chair turned on, showing nothing but static. But suddenly, the screen broke and a plunger shot out, which is what was used to erase a person's memory.
But Numbah 96 was known for his reflexes. Faster than the plunger, he pulled of the lock on his arm, grabbed the plunger, and broke it off.
"GET HIM!" Shouted Numbah 86. Immediately, six guards surrounded Numbah 96 and pulled out their weapons. They aimed the guns and fired at the same time.
But 96 was ready, he ducked the lasers and pulled out a glass jewel and threw it up. The beams hit the jewel, were reflected, and were shot back at the shooter. The guards were knocked to their feet, and fell.
Numbah 96 took one of the guns and blasted open the door. Every person in the audience began screaming. Numbah 96 ran out of the room as fast as he could, which was fast. The guards kept chasing and blasting him, but they missed with every blast.
Shadow's POV:
I ran as fast as I could towards the escape pods. Guards shot at me, but none hit me. I kept my head forward, I aimed my gun behind me and shot blindly. Occasionally, I heard someone go "Aaagh!" so I knew I hit some one. Soon, I made it to one of the escape pods.
Normal POV:
Numbah 96 made it to the escape pods. But he didn't take a regular pod.
The Kids Next Door had one special pod. This pod can only be used in true emergencies that can get the riders to the Earth in half a minute.
Numbah 96 blasted the bridge that connected the rest of the room to the platform that held the pod. He ran inside and managed to get the pod to work, even though the pod needs a special key. He set the pod to go straight at the Earth. Before anyone could do anything, the pod shot into space.
Numbah 86 stood where she was, her face red with anger. Soon, she order to the guards.
"There's a rouge operative on the loose! Ge to Numbah 362 and tell her we need a Sector to go after him!"
With that, the guards left and Numbah 86 stood there, thinking.
You won't get away, Shadow. Not this time.