Tony walked to his room. He was surprised how easy the mission was. Even though WHOOP agents were assigned it too. It was simple enough. Steal a microchip that held the key to nanite chips that would destroy most of the world's technology, making him able to sell his stuff and only his stuff. He was also surprised at his close and silent connection he had with the twins.

He only had to look at them and they knew what to do. Tony felt at ease. They didn't seem like criminals. But he knew what would happen if they were spotted by WHOOP agents. They would be sent to the depths of space, and he would… He didn't even want to know what they would do to him.

WHOOP headquarters. Marc's POV

Marc, Lee and Megan sat around a table in Jerry's office. Their parents sat next to them. They had just recovered their memories of being spies. They remembered that they were spies. The learned Tony wasn't one. But Jerry called them in here for a reason. What could it be?

"Thank you for coming spies," he began, "as you know criminal activity is on the rise. I think it's time to bring in new spies."

"Like Tony?" asked Marc. He felt especially bad because he couldn't look Tony in the eye anymore. It was like he had tried to kill him. And this thing walking in his skin was a constant reminder. The stare was what scared him the most. The lifeless accusing look.

"No. I believe if we bring him back he'll go rouge. For he'd need to have his memories brought back or we'd have to waist time training him," said Jerry.

Marc sat quietly. He couldn't listen anymore. He thought back to the first night Tony had his memories gone.

"Marc," he said softly, "Can I listen to some music?"

"Not now," said Marc, "I'm trying to study."

"Then I'll go outside," he said grabbing a laptop. Marc opened his window. Jerry said watch for signs of insanity. It wasn't common. But it could happen. He heard something he'd never heard Tony listen to before. Dark and fairly uncomforting. At least for him. He looked out his window. For the longest time, Tony was still.

Here I stand

Helpless and left for dead

Close your eyes

So many days go by

Easy to find what's wrong

Harder to find what's right

Tony then started to get in fighting stances. WHOOP stances. And began to move with the lyrics, like it was a dance.

I believe in you, I can show you

That I can see right through all your empty lies

I won't stay long in this world so wrong

He then used more aggressive and more difficult moves. Still as intricate, like a dance. He pulled out his camera and pressed record.

Say goodbye

Then Tony joined in with the song. Marc had never heard him sing seriously when he was alone.

"As we dance with the devil tonight

Don't you dare look him in the eye

As we dance with the devil tonight

Trembling

Crawling across my skin

Feeling your cold dead eyes

Stealing the life of mine"

Marc shuttered. He was good. But the song, was laced with meaning, as if he knew what they did. But that's impossible. No one ever remembered. But even so, Tony looked toward the window. Marc knew Tony couldn't see him, but it was as if he knew he was there.

"I believe in you, I can show you

That I can see right through all your empty lies

I won't stay long in this world so wrong

Say goodbye

As we dance with the devil tonight

Don't you dare look him in the eye

As we dance with the devil tonight

Hold on

Hold on

Say goodbye

As we dance with the devil tonight

Don't you dare look him in the eye

As we dance with the devil tonight

Hold on

Hold on"

Tony slowed with the music and sat down. Marc's jaw dropped. Tony was a showoff. Why didn't he ever show this to people. He'd be instantly popular! Marc hit stop on the camera. He looked over at Tony's desk and saw a brochure. It was for an expensive music school. It said it needed a recording of talent. He knew Tony wouldn't send it. Because he always to lazy to send anything.

"And the one person I'd like you to find is someone by the name of Cover," said Jerry interrupting Marc's memory.

"So what's so special about cover?" asked Lee. His mom gave him a stern look.

"Cover is an inventor. We found some of his or her blueprints. They work very well. But we'd like to recruit this person."

Marc thought for a moment. Maybe Cover could help him bring back the old Tony they all knew and cared for.

Tony's room. Tony's POV

"So wait, why are we all sharing a room?" asked Tony seeing Alpha and Omega in the other two beds.

"We're partners," said Alpha.

"We need to stick together," said Omega. Tony sat on his bed. His family was a team. And they didn't stick together. They would probably end up killing and hating one another. The spy game would be the death of his family. Even before he was back in it, he knew it would be his death too.

"Also we need a song."

"What?"

"We need one by tomorrow."

"Do you want to do the one that got you here in the first place?" asked Omega.

"Look I don't even know what song was sent in," he said quietly.

"It was Dance of the Devil by Breaking Benjamin. It was hard to see you in the video. It was fairly dark. But it looked cool. Even though it was only half of the song."

"But I never recorded…," he thought back to when he was released from WHOOP. That one night, to relieve himself, he sang. He wouldn't have if Marc had let him listen to it in their room.

"I guess someone has too much free time," he said to himself. He thought hard. He didn't want to sing that song. He wasn't with a devil anymore. He was trapped in the shadows. He wanted to tell people his pain, feel his trapped darkness. But he felt like color was returning to him. And he knew that his time he wasn't supposed to remember was all bad.

"How about Promise me?" he asked Tony.

"Who's the artist?" asked Omega.

"Dead by April."

The twins looked at each other.

"Sure," said Alpha.

"Sounds good," agrees Omega.

"Hey guys?" said Tony. The twins look at him.

"I saw WHOOP agents on our mission. You two need to be careful."

They smiled.

"Thanks T-bear. We will," said Omega.

"T-bear?"

"Like teddy bear. Except you're our Tony bear. Our friend," said Alpha.

"And you need to be careful too Tony."

"Why's that?"

"Because we don't want them to take you away and make you forget us."

Tony was speechless. The twins turned out the light and Tony moved under his covers. He felt happy. No one, not one single person had ever said to him that they cared. Sure his mom and dad did but that was an obligation. He went to bed, happy he had made his worst enemies, his new best friends.

Thanks Again to Bloody Alice. Please review and give me music ideas.