Ok. This is so nerve wracking! All the team is in position, and they're all counting on Jacob and me to start. We took a deep breath and walked through her palace door. According to her daily schedule that Andie and Drew sent us, she should be in her throne room by now. We followed the map, running silently down long hallways filled with paintings, weapons, and statues. Finally, we got to her throne room and burst open the door.
"Hands up, Amàya!!" Jacob yelled,
Amàya, startled, stood up clumsily.
"GUARDS!!" Amàya screamed while grabbing a knife and beginning to advance on us I formulated a snow ball with my hands and Jacob thrust his hands toward mine, making the snow ball fly toward Amàya, knocking the wind out of her. She lay on the ground with snow all over her face and chest. We heard running footsteps as two older guards came running in. We started to aim, but then the female said, "WAIT!" We stopped and dubiously looked at the female as she took a wipe from her pocket and began to wipe her face. She looked up frantically and shoved her glasses on her face.
"It's me, Bryn!"
"Bryn!" I said, thankfully, as we realized Sam was the male guard, wiping off his face.
They quickly stepped behind different doors and changed into their suits. Then the four of us, placed strategically, surrounded Amàya. Amàya got up and snapped her fingers, catching herself on fire. We gasped. This has NEVER happened before. Just as she was formulating to explode lava from herself, Ember, Cam, Ben, and Connor jumped down from the chandeliers and, courtesy of Ember and Connor, smothered her in water and rocks. She began to become infuriated as Ben began to shoot at her with enchanted arrows, and Cam moved daggers at her with her mind. Sam ducked as she morphed into a pink toed tarantula and began shooting barbs at him. Finally, he picked her up and threw her at the wall, making her even madder. She turned back into a human and seethed with rage. Amàya threw a lava blow at Bryn and just as it was about to hit her she flipped her hair. Next thing I knew she was 3 feet away and pushing Sam out of the way of another ball of lava.
"DADDY!!!!" Amàya called, as she was being smacked with Ben's hard hair because of trying to kick Cam. Cam escaped her unharmed, but Ben didn't do so well. Amàya smiled deviously and hit his leg with lava. He screamed in agony and fell to the floor, moaning in pain. Cam gasped and rushed over, Bryn and I right behind her. Cam collapsed onto him, sobbing into his chest.
"BEN!! BEN DON'T LEAVE ME!! BEN!! Bennnnnnnnnnnnn..." She cried.
"It's ok, Cam. I'll," he winced "I'll be ok."
She said nothing, continuing to cry, her tears staining his face. Bryn gently took his wrist and seconds later red glowed from his body. Cam screamed as his breaths ceased, shaking him.
"BEN COME BACK!!! I- I LOVE YOU!!" She cried harder, and began to yell at Bryn.
"BRYN WHAT'S WRONG WITH HIM?! WHY IS HE RED?!"
Bryn ducked from a stray bullet, and smiled a little as Sam used his strength to throw poison-frog Jacob at Amàya, ready to inject poison as needed. Ember and Connor began to work on a big water/earth cannon.
"Shh, Cam. Red means he's in danger, but will not die."
"THEN WHY IS HE NOT BREATHING?!"
Bryn's eyes got wide.
"I stand corrected," she muttered. She called 911 and I began CPR, Bryn finally finding an AED in her bag. We hooked it up and shocked him, and he jumped back to life, breathing quickly. We tended to his wounds, and Cam kept sobbing, running her fingers down his face.
"WHERE IS MY STUPID FATHER WHEN I NEED HIM?!"
"He's right here," Andie said, walking into the room with Omõro struggling in handcuffs. Drew followed with an angry fireball ready just in case he tries anything.
"It's over, Amàya." Connor stated firmly.
Then she tried pleading for her release from us.
"Nice try, cupcake," Ember retorted, stressing the word cupcake as if it was a jellyfish she found on her favorite bathing suit. Bryn called the higher officials of the FBI, and they arrested her with high-tech handcuffs. The medics came and tended quietly to Ben, fixing his leg with gauze pads and ice. They wrapped his leg up and gave him crutches, telling him he'd be ok by next week, and giving him pain medications.
"Guys we did it!!" I whispered.
"Oh...!" Cam gasped. She never finished her sentence because Ben managed to swoop in and kissed her passionately, making the rest of us silently swoon with jealousy-not because we wanted to be kissed by Ben- but because we wanted to be kissed just the same by our... well. How do I put this? Significant Other. Well apparently Jacob saw that not so secretive look in my eyes, so he wrapped his strong arms around my waist and pulled me close to him. His eyes met mine and he finally got his unspoken answer. He pressed his lips on mine with such warmth, such gentleness, such love-that I forgot about Cam and Ben. We all celebrated as we all got in the big FBI jet and we went back to headquarters, getting rest for "big news tomorrow".
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Chemistry
Historia Corta10 international teenagers with mutant DNA, living in one house, and working for the FBI. What could go wrong? This story was written when I was 13 in response to a creative writing period in English. I will be leaving most aspects untouched to allo...