(During Issue 10: Before Cornelia calls Will)

"Why do I always go for the dirty work while the both of them get all the action again?" Nigel complains as he reads Eric's long message about Operation Hegira as he pedals his bike along the streets of Heatherfield to find the agents.

After Nigel conversed with Officer Lair about the agents that midnight, he biked all the way to Elyon's house and chanted a mage camouflage spell on the portal, which only mages could only see. He then went home to rest and plans to continue the search of the agents the next day. He then woke up by a sudden ring in his phone as messages from Eric were sent to his phone about the later operation.

"Well it's better than babysitting the Guardians, I guess." Nigel says to himself as he arrives at the Cook's Residence. He presses the bike's break and stops on the opposite side of the road. He looks around the area for any suspicious figures that hides and lurks around.

"Good flames!" Nigel sighs with relief. "No sign of the agents around the Cooks, I believe." He says to himself as he holds up a piece of paper written by Martin with the words: 'INTERPOL. McTiennan-male, thirties, blond hair, muscular, long overcoat. Medina- female, round glasses, petite black hair, ponytailed, brown complex. Integra Black Sedan-VS 51299.'

"He even memorized the plate number." Nigel says to himself with amusement. "Not a bad start for him—"

"Hey Nigel!" a sweet voice calls his name from the Cook's Residence.

Nigel quickly shoves the note into his pocket and glances at Taranee as she cheerfully waves her hand at him from the living room window of her home. He then happily and blushingly waves back at her.

She then signals her hand with a stop sign then points at him that says a gesture 'Wait for me!'. She then quickly disappears from her window.

"I'm glad she's alright." He says to himself as lets out a relieving sigh. He then goes off from his bike and rests its pedal on the sidewalk to park the bike.

She then comes out from her door and joyfully runs to him in open arms. As she reaches to the opposite side of the road where Nigel is, he too opens up his arms to her and she leaps toward him for a tight yet tender hug. "Hey Taranee!" he greets gleefully. 'Yet I'm grateful for this wonderful opportunity to be with her!'

"Why are you here all of a sudden?" Taranee asks as they let go with her hands braced on to Nigel's arms.

"Uh—you know, I'm just cycling around the neighborhood that's all!" he replies with white lie and big grin on his face. "And I just wanted to see you, actually." He bashfully and truthfully replies as he looks away from her gaze.

"O-Oh—is it?" she replies as she too blushes as her heart skips a beat and feels a love struck.

"So what are you doing?" Nigel asks as he breaks off after an extensive awkward seconds of silence.

"Nothing actually" Taranee replies as she looks down still blushing. "Do you wanna walk around?"

"Sure!" Nigel replies. "Don't you have to ask your mom—" He asks as he notices Judge Cook sternly and terrifyingly gazing at him by the open door. His mind flashes on that same stare she made when she intimidated and insulted him and his family.

"Oh don't worry about it!" she then pulls and embraces his arm and drags him away without turning back.

Nigel then pulls his bike with the other hand and still sees the distress look on her mother's face. He does an anxious slight bow of a head to greet her but she instead turns away and closes the door behind her.

"I'm sorry about Mom…" Taranee disappointingly and suddenly says as they start to walk along. "She seems upset that I'm hanging out with you. Though I tried to explain it to her a hundred times that you already left Uriah and his friends!"

"You don't have to worry about it." Nigel replies as he places his hands on the bike handles. "I understand that she doesn't want her daughter to date some guy like me."

"But you've changed didn't you?" Taranee asks. "What else can she hate about you?"

"I did after that museum incident, but it will take some time for her to realize that." Nigel replies. 'Seems like the judge didn't give off any information about my awful and shameless family, salutations to you ma'am!'

"I do hope so." She replies with a sad tone in her voice.

"Yet in your kind of tone you don't seem to be." Nigel teasingly says to her. "Is there something else the matter?"

"None, actually." Taranee replies.

"You sure? Because I'm not buying" Nigel comfortingly says as he reaches to her soft hand and holds on to it. "You know you can count on me for anything." He consolingly says as he gazes her directly to her soul.

Taranee cheeks redden as she feels the comfort in Nigel's affectionate and perfect eyes. She then looks away and gazes the road beyond her. "It's about Elyon…" she says.

"And what about her? Didn't she move away from here last year? Unless that's what I heard." Nigel asks curiously. 'I knew it! It's going to be about her…'

"That's what I heard too, but yesterday, there were two international agents named Joel McTiennan and Maria Medina, who asked and interviewed me, Will, Hay Lin, Cornelia and Irma about the whereabouts of Elyon and her parents, since we were her friends before she disappeared." Taranee explains.

"Woah… International agents investigating in a small case?" Nigel says in admiration in his voice. "Well, why don't you just tell them what you know?"

"We tried to but they kept on pushing us a ton of questions, even some that aren't relatable, I mean would they ask on how her parents' car ended up in some place far from here. " She explains. "They even wanted to ask if we recognized this strange wooden chest they found inside the car."

"What chest? Like a treasure chest?" He teases.

"Likely I hope." She replies amusingly by his small joke as she bumps her elbow to him. "They showed us a picture of it yet we couldn't identify what it is. They said they even tried to open it through the lid or to dismantle the locks or its exteriors, but it was too strong to tear it off."

'A magical chest huh…' He thinks as he tries to remember the time he conversed with them. 'What's Alborn secretly hiding in it? And why bring it all the way to Aubry?'

"Anyhow, I guess those agents are still on us, especially Cornelia." Taranee continues. "She made herself to susceptible for being there. She let her rage out when they discussed the matter with her. And I guess it's normal for her since they were both great friends."

"So you think they won't be bothering you anymore?"

"I sure hope not, but my instincts tell me they will soon enough." She replies with a sad facial expression written on her face. "Yet with their files and documents in their hands, we still are vulnerable to them."

"Well if I could be invisible for you to take on those files and take those agents myself I could!" he proudly jokes to himself.

Taranee in confusion at first, smiles then chuckles. "If you could break into their car you can." She laughs.

'Flames! She looks really cute when she laughs!' he says to himself as he notices her cute when she giggles and laughs. 'Yet—'

"Their classified documents are in their car?" Nigel surprisingly asks. "Didn't they have some sort of secret base or something?"

"Don't they have to?" She asks. "I mean if I were the agents and I won't let anyone touch my stuff I'd rather bring them instead."

"Good point." He thinks. 'So Martin was right all along! They were keeping those files wherever they go! So I do have a chance to stop them!'

He then feels as her hand let go from his then starts to feel warmth around his arm when she embraced it and leans on him. "And I think I'd rather choose you just as yourself right now than being 'invisible hero' for my sake!"


(During Issue 10: Will and Vathek walks to Olsen's pet shop)

"Oh heaven's sakes!" Meanwhile, Martin says to himself as he follows Will and Vathek who dresses his disguise that consists of a girly floppy hat, a feather scarf and large brown overcoat. "I hope I could get over with this! And sleep the night away!"

Earlier, Martin quickly ushers Vathek to Will's home before the sunlight breaks out and before people would notice his strange and alienated appearance. Yet Martin's mission is not over yet as he needs to text a message to Eric if Vathek succeeded to persuade the Guardians to help him, and if so, if they then cross the portal. Soon as Vathek teleported to Will's room, Martin waited outside across the street with his hoodie on. A few minutes later, Will and Vathek in disguise, exited out from her home, Martin then followed them from behind.

"Does someone gain knowledge by stalking?" Martin asks rhetorically by himself as he hides behind a lamppost. "No they do not!" he complains as he approaches to another lamppost to hide.

After trailing them for more than a half an hour or so, "Olsen's Pet Shop? What are they doing here?" Martin asks himself as he spots Will and Vathek enter a narrow alley beside the shop. He approaches and enters the messy blind alleyway where piles of carton boxes are stored. He then genuflects and hides behind a large garbage compartment and peeps and eavesdrops their conversation.

"You intend me to get around in this contraption?" Vathek points to a purple compartment van, with the license plate number 'OV 28736' next to him.

"I don't have any other choice! Step aside!" Will says as she takes a weird yet familiar looking pendant out front. She closes her eyes as the pendant lights up as pink rays of light glows out. Suddenly a puff of smoke appears before her and rises from the ground.

"No way!" Martin whispers to himself by what he had witnessed in awe and just like that, a short crouched elderly man with a bald head with hair left on his sides, long nose and glasses appears before her out of nowhere as the smoke clear out; like magic. 'Is that the so called Heart of Kandrakar? Just like the last year's play?'

"Of all the might spells! An…old man?" Vathek surprisingly says as he sees the power of the Heart.

"It's a copy of Matt's grandfather! He knows how to drive!" Will explains as she goes to the back door. "Umm…wait for me in the van! I'll feed the animals and be right back!" she instructs as she quickly goes into the petshop.

"Psst…Vathek—Oww!" Martin calls but stops when he klutzy bangs his head on the garbage container lid which was hanging above his head as he gets up

As Vathek recognizes the voice, he looks around and sees through the glass window of Will talking to some good-looking guy. "Stay here old man." Vathek instructs the old man as he approaches the bins. "Hey kid? You here?" he whispers.

"Right I am." He replies as he rubs his head where the pain is. "You guys here to do something important than let Will feed the animals?"

"She says something about some 'bad people' at Cornelia's house." Vathek explains. "So she needs this 'contraption'—van, I guess, to go rescue her."

"Say what?!" Martin clasps his hand over his stressed-out face in frustration. 'It must be the agents doing! Such a bad time!'

"But you don't have to worry about it, I think Will has a plan. That's why she created a clone of this old man right here to 'tame' it." Vathek explains. "She says she's going to rescue the Cornelia, meet the Guardians at Elyon's house then enter the portal."

"Cornelia then to Elyon's…" Martin thinks. "I've been following you on foot but I can't if you guys are going on a convenient and faster van. It will be hard to follow you guys."

"I think you should proceed to Elyon's place." Vathek explains. "As I said, I think Will has the hang of the situation."

"I guess so—" Martin cuts when suddenly the back door swings open.

"Hey Vathek, what are you doing there by the garbage bins?" Will annoyingly asks in a soft voice Vathek turns his head around to greet her. "And what's with that loud metal banging I heard from those bins?" she closes the back door behind her.

"I—uhh…" Vathek stutters as he takes a glimpse of Martin who was gone in an instant, hiding once again behind the garbage bins. "Nothing! I just hit my foot on one of these—large metal compartments." he grins and laughs as he approaches the van.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Will says as she opens the backdoors of the van. "Let's hurry!"

'Owie…Owie! That was a close call.' Martin exclaims as he covers his head in pain as he crawls out of the alley way. As he once again jerks his body forcefully to hide behind the bins as the door opens. He once again hits his head again on the garbage bin lid that creates a much louder metal banging sound than the first, to which Will heard.

As he crosses the other side of street, still rubbing his head in the pain 'Why am I such a klutz!' he says to himself as he sees the van drives off from the parking alleyway.

"Well I better get going to Elyon's home." Martin sighs as he walks off to Elyon's place.