Runaways

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Kaiser Scott is officially an $$hole, just so you all know.

Chapter 9: Checking the Wires

"You know the way that things go

When what you fight for starts to fall...

And in that fuzzy picture

The writing stands out on the wall

So clearly on the wall"

"Will you turn that off!"

"No."

Amy reached over and turned off the CD player.

"Why'd you do that?" asked Jenny.

"I told you to turn it off five times," said Amy, "and you didn't."

"Sorry, then. I thought you liked Peter Gabriel."

"I do, you've just been playing that damn song over and over again for the last hour."

The entire group of teens were at David's apartment again, waiting for Jay, David, and Jade to finish with their plan, whatever it was, inside the study.

Amy, Jenny, Mark, and Darren were all playing cards at the dining room table; Melody, Kuma, and Violet were in the living room, screwing around with the instruments they'd brought. Melody had an electric guitar, Kuma was pounding away on his drumset, and Violet was messing with her keyboard. It was slightly annoying, but it could have sounded a lot worse. At least they were all working on the same song.

Darren was bored beyond belief, which wasn't much of a surprise; he'd been left out of the majority of the missions that they'd done. He thought they just ignored him, but in reality, the reason why was he hardly volunteered at all.

Melody started belting out one of her favorite songs, Holidayby Green Day. She will never shut up, he thought.

The door of the study opened. "Ready."

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David was explaining the plan. "The printing press room is filled with more security than what we saw the last time, so we're going to have to take some out again." The last heist they'd pulled off didn't require any security to be turned off, as the only obstacles were guards who would leave for ten minutes between shifts, making it very easy to stroll in, take the loot, stroll out.

"At least this means that Dimitri's not completely brain dead," said Violet.

"I wouldn't say that yet," replied Jade, glancing at her little sister.

David resumed speaking. "One of the most important things to get offline is the motion detectors. As soon as someone steps into the room, they'll get pummeled by machine gun fire unless the detectors are turned off."

Another image appeared on the screen. "The chamber with the off switch is only accessible by a water tunnel. We'll need someone who's a good swimmer for this." All eyes turned to Jay and Mark, the two otters in the group.

"Yeah, sure."

"What the hell, why not."

"The thing is, the water tunnel's entrance is inside a locked room, and the only guard who has a key to the door ends his shift when the club closes. So we have no way to get at it while nobody else is there."

Amy shook her head. "And you haven't come up with a way to get it, have you?"

"Well, we have... sort of. Jade was listening to you guys playing very loud music in my living room- the landlord's gonna yell at me for that, stop grinning- and she thinks that if you can sign up to do one or two songs, then we can make a distraction near that guard without any others hearing the commotion over the music. The problem is, nobody can pickpocket him without being noticed. And that's the problem." said David. "And I said stop grinning, Kuma, you look like an idiot."

Darren was thinking. "Couldn't you just get someone who's good at pickpocketing?"

"That I know, no."

Melody smiled thinly. "Je pense que je sais quelqu'un qui peut aider nous."

Darren gave her a withering glare. "Speak English."

"Pourquoi? We are in France, dipsh--. You know that, right?"

"Just hurry up and say who you think can help," said Jade. She sounded tired all of a sudden.

Melody smiled again. "Sure."

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"... but the thing is, none of us can swim," said Bentley. "So I have no idea how we're going to turn the detectors off."

The phone hanging up on the safehouse wall started ringing, causing Murray to fall out of his chair. Sly picked it up. "Hello?" he asked in a fake voice.

The reply that came was very sharp. "Cut the crap, Cooper, I know it's you."

"And who would this be?"

On the other end, Jade said, "It's Jade Akio, I believe you met my friends and I a night or two ago."

"Ah. So, what do you want?"

"We need a bit of help getting a key off a guard in a nightclub. Would you help?"

Sly glanced at Bentley. "What nightclub?"

"It's a yes-no question... and it's Dimitri's nightclub."

"Sure, we'll help."

"Good." Click.

"Bentley," said Sly. "I think I found someone to help."

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It was 10:02 pm. Melody, Kuma, Jade, and Jay, who was the bass player, were setting up on the stage. The rest of the group, except David, was mingled in the crowd, close to the guard who had the key. David was by the locked door, Sly was hidden in the rafters above the guard, and Bentley and Murray were in the Cooper van outside.

Suddenly, a blast of sound came out of the amps. Melody had started the first song with a guitar note that was so loud you could hardly hear anything else. She started to sing.

"Don't wanna be an American Idiot

Don't want a nation under the new mania

And can you read the sounds of hysteria

The subliminal mind f--- America"

Yep, thought Amy, I knew it. I knew she'd sing this.

The group was waiting for the second song, but that didn't mean they couldn't sing along, or talk to others.

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The band were now two-thirds of the way throughthe second song. Now, thought Jade, to start a fight.

It was easier than she expected; all of the crowd in the club seemed to be easily p--sed off. She 'accidentally' bumped into a 18-year-old lion, who quickly turned around, aiming a fist at Jade's head. She ducked, and gave him an uppercut to the chin; he staggered, and kicked out. The kick hit her square in the stomach, but she was very quick to recover. He tried to punch her in the face again, but then hit her in the shoulder.

Well, Jade thought, ignoring the stream of curses and insults that came from the lion, it's working. The guard was coming to break up the fight.

Jade ended it as soon as she saw Sly disappear into the rafters again. She dealt the lion a hard blow to his face, slightly surprised that his jaw made a cracking noise as she hit it. Jade quickly vanished into the crowd, while she heard the guard mutter, "Where'd the freak go?" to himself.

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The entire group was inside the water tunnel entrance room"Did you get hurt?" asked Violet. Her older sister was holding a small bag of ice on her shoulder.

"No, not really," said Jade. "The guy was one of the worst fighters I've seen. I think he was drunk or something." She shrugged.

"Well," said David, "can you swim, Sly?"

"No, I can't."

"Then it's just us two," said Jay, glancing at Mark. "You are still coming."

"Yep."

"Good." Splash!

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The water tunnel was surprisingly long, and very dark, which just made the end all the more noticeable.

Jay came up first, shocking awake one of the two guards sleeping on cots in the small chamber. The guard managed to get him gun drawn when Jay landed a roundhouse punch to the guy's face. The guard collapsed.

The other one was standing behind Jay now, gun pointing at his head. "Say goodbye," the guy said.

Jay heard a loud crunch. He turned around. The guard was lying on the ground, bleeding a little out his left ear. "Goodbye," Jay told the inert figure. He turned to Mark. "Nice one."

Mark was already at the control panel. "Thanks, and where's the thing for the detectors?"

Jay looked."See that menu on the screen?"

Mark said, "Yeah. There's no keyboard though."

Jay touched the sign on the screen that said 'Printing Room Security'. The computer beeped, and the screen changed. It was now a list of all the security in the printing press room, but only one wasn't crossed off the list. It said 'Motion Detectors'.

"Neat," said Mark.

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The mission had gone without a hitch, and Cooper had vanished as soon as it was over, probably because he had other spots to rob.

Gambler's Ruin, thought Jay. Yeah right. Nothing's gonna screw this up.

And that is the perfect example of a load of bullsh--.

And this is the end of Chapter 9. I have nothing else to say really, except REVIEW THE STORY.