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It was a normal day at spy school when the bomb when off.

I was sitting in the mess with my friends arguing about the best way to take out the enemy.

"Ben, come on the best way to defeat them is to capture them are selfs, then they can't keep doing horrible things but we don't have to kill them, and we don't have to worry about being backstabbed,"  Zoe looked over, exasperated after the argument.

"Yes, but why not let the authorities capture them? Why do we have to. In case you didn't realize, I am not exactly a huge fan of trying to capture someone and almost killing myself," I countered, taking a bit of my peanut butter sandwich.

"I agree with Ben," Mike jumped in, "I would prefer to not have to drag angry guys into jail, that isn't the fun part of being a spy,"

Jaw nodded in agreement, siding with mike and I.

"Why not just kill them?" Chip asked sitting down at the end of the table.

Zoe looked mortified,"Chip that's against protocols! You are not supposed to kill anyone unless their is no other option!"

"What are rules for other than to be broken?" He smirked, as we all frowned at him.

"To be fallowed," Chip practicality jumped into the air as the ice queen sat down at are table, scarring everyone.

"What?" Erica looked at all of us, confused why we are starting at her.

"Why are you sitting with us?" Zoe asked, staring at Erica like she was about to inflict pain into her.

"Because someone boobytrapped my table," she said calmly, and returned to eating her salad. 

We all instinctively turned around to look at her table, wondering how.

"There is a small lazar that around a the entire table, and the bottom of the table has 3 military grade smoke bombs set to go off as soon as the lasers are hit," she said while eating

Chip stood up and headed over to the table, armed with his plate and butter knife. He reached down and through the knife under the table, and  ran away using his plate as a shield for his face against the incoming smoke. 

But that wasn't the only thing under the table.

Erica soon noticed the spark and shouted, "GET DOWN!"


And then the world went black

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