Hello people. Sorry for not updating - having a school crisis. It's okay now. I'll post at least two chapters to make up for it.
Tom for the first time ever, decided to go by foot to HQ. The traffic was terrible so it would be quicker to run. Also, after the stairs, a couple of days before, he felt more energized. Running only took half an hour, by which time, Tom was practically crawling in through the automatic double doors. Even though he felt like dying, he also seemed rather pleased with himself for running so far. No one recognized him so he pulled out his M. card as he lay on the floor in the middle of reception.
"Need. Help. Every. One. MAFIA. Need. To. Rescue. Dr. Death." Tom said in between gigantic gasps for air.
"Why don't you set Dr. Death free, maybe they'll get rid of team meaning we get them back?" Suggested someone. This was a totally, down right, idiotic, barbaric, absurd, crazy idea that could potentially kill quite a few people because it was Dr. Death. Tom's dad who had abused him. Sometimes Tom wondered how some of the agents actually got into M.I.9 because they were totally stupid. Then again, most were rather athletic.
"Stupid idea, Dr. Death is so dangerous you have no idea. Anyway, if they find no use for my friends, they'll shoot them!" Tom said, now standing back up but leaning against the reception desk.
"Worth a shot though. If we give them Dr. Death, we can then break in and grab out friends and arrest everyone, including Dr. Death."
"Right. Yeah! Good idea!" Tom shouted, completely oblivious to the dangers of the plan. He cared too much about his friends.
"You, you, you, you and you, oh and you, come with me!" Tom ordered, pointing to six people, including the one who suggested the idea. "Wait, and you six too," Tom said, pointing to a group of six in the corner. He had never bossed anyone around but he was enjoying it. He felt responsible and in charge. Okay, so he felt like that all the time on Coms, controlling his friends' every movement but he had never ordered about twelve adults who seemed to tower over him. Even though he was quite tall, they were all at least 6'+. They all ran behind Tom who got in one of the M.I.9 cars. Obviously not the driver's seat as Tom couldn't drive. Someone else went in though and they began to drive towards the prisons where Dr. Death was.
The drive was only so long but one of the agents took the time to send a voice message to MAFIA to tell them that they were giving back Dr. Death on the condition that they could take back Agent's Howard (Dan), Smith (Keri), Lester (Neish), Godley (Joe), Andre (Frank) and Toil (Stella). They agreed to the condition, complaining how useless they all were and they were happy to get rid of them.
After half an hour, the team were now heading towards central London where the MAFIA were based, now in a car holding to arch enemies, one trying not to kill the other for putting him in jail for so long. Oh how long this journey would take!
Shortish but oh well. Will be posting again tonight and a lot tomorrow – it is the weekend after all!