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NOTES THAT I SUGGEST YOU READ: To all those who care or are annoyed by OC's, sorry for the presence of them in this story. I don't much like them either. Though I had to add them as fill-ins, and I promise you they will not be super stuck up... Hopefully... If it annoys anyone reading this. Please PM or leave me a review and I will remove them instantly or down play them. Mostly THEY ARE THERE FOR HUMOR. Also, I'm sorry for my terrible writing in the beginning AND ANOTHER THING... This story has a plot . it's not romance and humor. Now, I'm sorry for all these words, you may read.
Ian was dressed like a perfect male model of course. He had put on a pair of shorts (designer of course), and a black plaid shirt with a pair of black Nike sandals. Ian felt ridiculous as he looked at himself in the mirror. This was the most casual he had ever dressed but it was all worth it he reminded himself. Amy seemed to like guys who dressed casually but still, Ian decided to put something on that would show he was a Kabra. As he searched for something casual but Kabra worthy, his eyes landed on his dart gun. He had brought it because of usual Kabra habit. No matter where you were, if you were a Cahill, someone was always trying to kill you. Something in his mind told him to pick up the gun. The amber-eyed boy glanced at the gun, then out the floor-to-ceiling windows. No one dangerous was outside, only some vacationers and they didn't look particularly dangerous. Yet the feeling tugged at him like crazy. Ian ignored it, and went out the door.
Though most people hardly realize it, they have a sixth sense almost. A sense that warns you of danger even if your other five senses don't pick it up. It was Ian's sixth sense that took control over him before he could close his room door. The Kabra went inside his room, picked up his gun, shoved three extra paralyzing toxic darts in, and put the gun in the waistband of his shorts before he had any idea what he was doing. Better safe than sorry were his last thoughts before he walked towards the elevator leading him downstairs.
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The pool area was a huge place, the pool was not that big but it was still impressive. In the middle of it, there seemed to be a stone circle with four lounge chairs that doubled as massage chairs and swung back and forth. A little farther away from the pool, there was a bar that was loaded with refreshing looking drinks but no one looked after it. Lastly, from a hidden stereo, music from the movie Rio played. It all seemed like a multimillionaire's playpen .
Dan and Natalie were trying to shove each other into the pool as Jada and Jason relaxed on lounge chairs near the edge of the pool. A few feet away from them, three men seemed to be drinking iced-tea. All of them were physically well built and in their early twenties, and were laughing and talking about various random things. Strangely, the whole hotel had few people there. Most of them seemed to be rich young newly-wed couples who were touring the historic sights of Virginia or ultra-rich businessmen. All in all, the Comfort Inn was real classy and not very crowded.
"You stupid little peasent! Ugh! I hate you!" Natalie shrieked seething with rage, shaking her hair much like a dog. Dan had finally succeeded in shoving her into the pool. Said blonde boy was howling with laughter literally.
"Gotcha Cobra!" Dan managed to say in between his laughter. This time, as Dan was laughing, Natalie had a wicked smile on her face. She kicked Dan right in the small of his back. Dan was not an idiot, and a second after Natalie kicked him, he got into a perfect diving position, and landed in the pool gracefully, grinning ear to ear still. Now Dan tried to pull Natalie into the pool, trying to grab her arm. Everything seemed absolutely ordinary as Natalie and Dan fussed and Jada and Jason laughed. The three men sent smiles their way.
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When Amy stepped out of her room, there was a brochure of the hotel in front of her door that had probably fallen out from a tourist's hands. It stated in colorful letters that Comfort Inn was newly created by a multimillionaire named Mr. Llihac. Thanks to the brochure, Amy also found out that the hotel was large enough and fancy enough to have two pools. An indoor swimming pool which was somewhere in the hotel, and the outdoor pool which was connected to the lobby where Dan, Natalie, Jada, and Jason probably were. After about ten minutes of randomly wandering down hallways, she had stumbled into Ian who also seemed to look a little lost. He wouldn't admit it of course, he was a Kabra, Kabra's don't get lost. And more importantly, he was a Kabra man, and men don't ask for direction. In silence, the two just acknowledged each other with a hello. Ian took charge and started walking. He looked so utterly confident, Amy decided to just follow him.
First they went into a brightly lit hallway with various doors to gyms or studio's on either side, then they walked down polished stairs, and found themselves in another brightly lit corridor, which led them to a balcony. They traced their steps back, and finally appeared in another long hallway, there were many doors here. They seemed to be doors to more rooms for vacationers. Other than Amy and Ian, the silver haired lady from the lobby was there too a few feet away, talking on a phone to her staff most likely.
"Let's go ask that lady over there!" Amy smiled, walking toward's the lady's direction but Ian grabbed her arm, jerking her back.
"Why bother? I can totally find my way out of here, it was just that turn we made that confused me." The Kabra insisted, giving her a confident arrogant grin with perfect teeth, he always seemed so sure of himself and could never bring himself to admit he was just dead wrong.
"Ian, please, you're lost. Suck up your hurt pride." Amy gave him a glare, suddenly annoyed at the idiot Kabra, she wrenched her arm out of his hand and almost stomped to the lady leaving a surprised Kabra behind.
"Miss, could you please help?" Amy asked politely, tapping the lady on the shoulder.
"Of course! What would you like?" Her voice was unusually high pitched.
"Where's the outdoor pool?"
"Oh, just take a turn from here into that hallway! You'll see a elevator, take the elevator down to the first floor, and then you'll be out of the hotel! Then when you get to the lobby, there's a blue door, and that'll lead you out to the pool." The lady pointed to her left, a big friendly smile on her face. For some reason, Amy thought she didn't look old at all, there was no wrinkles on her face, and her eyes were unusually clear, the lady also seemed to be a little bit bulky. Amy ignored all this, thanked the lady, and walked huffily to the elevator, with Ian following. He looked like a sad puppy, but also managed to look smug at the same time.
As the elevator landed on the first floor, Amy walked out not even looking at Ian. As Amy began a fast paced annoyed walk out the door of the hotel and to the lobby, Ian tried to match her pace and did so easily. For some reason, this annoyed Amy, and she walked faster but again, Ian caught up with no effort. Now she really was bothered, and started a slow jog to the lobby but again, Ian just quickened his pace. Amy suddenly broke into a run for the lobby, which seemed a mile away. The redheaded girl didn't know why she did all this, all she knew was that she was annoyed and Ian whatever-his-middle-name-was Kabra was a moron.
Ian smirked, the usual signature Kabra thing and sprinted. He gave Amy a small playful salute, and ran ahead of her smiling. Amy's brilliant eyes literally seemed to gleam, and she sped up, passing Ian, now she was the one who gave Ian a salute, and found herself smiling as she raced into the lobby of Comfort Inn.
By the time they were inside the lobby under the intricate dome of it, they were both actually laughing.
"That was interesting." Ian said after the laughter subsided, a smile decorated his face, not a smirk or a arrogant grin but a happy sort of smile. Amy couldn't help but nod and smile back.
Maybe he's not that bad.. She thought as she walked into the pool area. Jada waved at her and gestured for her and Ian to come over. Amy passed by Dan and Natalie, they had both given up fighting each other and just silently sipped on some fancy French smoothie.
"Y'all took looong, eh? Any special reason?" Jada gave Amy and Ian wicked grin, that made them blush.
"I didn't know where the pool was, and Cobra here, got me lost. We asked some lady, and she helped us." Amy explained. Out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed the three men yards away from them. Habits from the clue hunt told her to keep her eyes open.
"Kabra, thank you very much dearie." Ian smirked at Amy, and Amy gave him a quick death glare for the nickname, but her attention was fixed on one of the men near them. He'd just stood up to go get a drink. As he did, he stretched a little, and that's when Amy saw it. As the man stretched, his shirt rose up a bit and revealed something. In the waistband of the man's shorts, there was the butt of a gun. Amy instantly knew what it was, a Heckler and Koch USP, a sleek looking but real nasty piece of work. Amy visibly tensed and stiffened.
"Ames?" Dan inquired, walking over to her with Natalie. He knew something was wrong.
"They've got a gun, and I think they're Vespers." Amy spoke softly, hoping that the men would not realize that they'd seen it and they'd have a chance to escape. Ian, Natalie, Dan, Jason, and Jada all glanced at said people not moving their heads as that would cause them to be suspicious.
One of the men had felt something wrong, and sensed that there was an odd silence coming from the other group and turned. A small grin appeared on his face. Finally.
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There was a moment of absolute silence as the Cahill children all got into position, grabbing whatever they could. Dan and Natalie had their smoothie glasses in hand, ready to throw. Jason took a martial arts, balancing all his weight on his heels. Amy also got into a professional martial arts position, while Ian reached for his dart gun. Jada took one look at him, and snatched the dart gun away. For a second, Ian was shocked but then the boy remembered something from a long time ago when he had first met Jada at some Cahill archery practice at their HQ. Jada had three darts in hand, and there were exactly there targets. The red bulls-eye dots were about as big as pencil dots yet somehow, when Jada threw the darts each hit their target perfectly. All of them were great fighters really and each had some special skill.
Accuracy for Jada, speed for Jason, Ian had strength, experience and perfected balance, and Natalie knew just about every weak point in a human body. Amy and Dan had the most useful gift, they were resourceful and fought in ways that the Vesper agents probably would not expect. Yet knowing all this, Ian still felt a little panicked. I care he realized. I'd care if Natalie, Amy, Jason, Jada, or even Dan got hurt in any way. I've got weaknesses and weaknesses are FLO... Ian took a fighting stance, and got ready. He would not loose.
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The moment of silence passed, the Vesper agents pulled out their guns but before they could shoot, Jason struck first. He sent a flying kick towards one of them, knocking the gun into the pool, and a second later, Ian kicked the man right under the ribs and sent him flying into the pool but he managed to pull the trigger before he crumpled, Ian heard the sound of the bullet right next to his ear as it missed.
"Get the guns!" Amy shouted through the chaos, ramming herself into another Vesper, getting into a furious fist fight with him. Apparently they were very well off physically, and the man Jason and Ian had hurt stood up and sent a series of hard kicks at them and Natalie.
A few yards away, the third Vesper was running with Jada chasing him carrying the dart gun. Jada took aim, and just before she pressed the trigger, Dan ran in front of the man, trying to tackle him. Jada had less than two seconds to make a choice. The man still had his gun, if Jada didn't shoot him, he'd shoot everyone else but if Jada shot the dart, her aim could be off and she might knock out Dan giving the Vesper the chance to shoot Dan. Jada pressed the trigger. Someone crumpled and fell with a horrible thud.
"Nice shooting!" Dan gave her a big grin and Jada smiled back.
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Amy finished off one of the men by knocking him out with the butt of a gun. The other agent was dealt with by Jason, as he gave him a lethal punch under his jawline and then a kick to the cheek. Only one agent was conscious and Natalie had given the man swift rabbit punch knocking him out again. All in all, it seemed unusually easy, besides the thing with Jada and the dart gun. To the paranoid Ian Kabra, it seemed as if these men were sent here wanting to be defeated. Vespers did not fight fairly, or stupidly. These agents had done both. The agents could have easily killed them with the guns but they didn't, they had purposely missed each time. Ian shared his thoughts with the other Cahills. His words were met with a thoughtful silence.
"Maybe that's true." Amy said breaking the silence.
"But why would they do that? I mean, they wouldn't just send these people to let us defeat them. Maybe they're warning us to stay alert?" Jada replied. Once again, there was absolute silence.
"No, Vespers wouldn't alert us. They were sent here to make sure we were here." Dan said breaking the silence.
"Explain." This was from Natalie.
"Well, the Vespers wouldn't know for we're here, so maybe they sent these men to make sure we were here. Now, if we these people didn't report back to them, they'd know yes, we're here for certain." Everyone considered this new theory, and finally decided it made sense but that still left the most important question unsaid until Natalie asked it.
"What do we do now?"
"We let them escape, and then we stay here." Ian looked at the surprised faces looking at him, and smiled.
"If we keep them captive, and then escape back to the HQ, they'd expect that and they'd also find the location of the HQ even if they couldn't attack it. But if we let these lovely people go, and put a tracking device on something of theirs, we would know where they arrived from." Everyone smiled at him, besides Amy. Ian sighed.
"But what do we do after that? They'll send more people here and we can't be here when that happens." Ian was about to answer her, but Jason got to it first, smiling. He was beginning to understand Ian's plan.
"We go spying."