Spy school: Ben's Pain

Chapter 1

Man I am late on this, sorry about the wait. I won't promise anything time wise for the next chapter. Thanks for being patient.

P.S. I had to google the actual term for the type of hat.

Chapter 1

So, yeah, thats where it all began. I am not going to bore you with the details of how I got back to the U.S., but once I got back I did 3 things, 1. Secretly attend my parents funeral, 2. i got a job, 3. I signed up for a self-defense class. I wasn't sure if the whole thing at Ms.E's house was a one timer or not. Then I began to plan. As you already know I had a team when I took out the the guys who killed my parents, and when I killed Ms.E. And you probably know about Murray's involvement in all of this. So, thats where I will pick up this story from next. How the team began.

I had gone on a run at 5:30 with the intent of clearing my head, and to help me come up with a list of stuff I needed to do in order to find and kill the two men and Ms.E. I would have killed her at Orion's place, but they had her under guard and they were not going to let me in anytime soon. So I left, I figured I could find and eliminate the two men who killed my parents. It wasn't the most thought out plan but it was a start. I knew I was going to need help, I just had to find someone who would be able to provide the money and then I ned a team to help me eliminate the three targets. I continued to think about the possibilities of who I could work with as I ran through a park. As I was running around the cornerI ran into someone and we both fell to the ground.

"Hey! Watch it!" Shouted the other guy.

"Sorry," I apologized as I was standing up, "I was lost in thought."

The other guy froze as he was putting his black center dent crown fedora on his head. He then slowly turned around to look at me and then he spoke, "Ben?"

I stared at him in shock, it was Murray. In a suit. And it wasn't crumpled, in fact it looked freshly ironed like one of Alexander's suits. "Murray?"

"Please tell me your not gonna arrest me?" He asked.

"I'm not going to arrest you. But I need your help." I told him.

"With what?" He questioned.

"Revenge." I replied.

"Follow me," He responded, as he started walking away, "Lets go somewhere where we can talk about this."

I jogged for a few steps to catch up with him and then slowed to a walking pace next to him. "So, where are we going?"

"To my house/office/lair. I told my legal guardian/hired butler I would be home in a few hours but that plan changed." He said as we rounded a corner and proceeded down a street towards the edge of town.

"You have a legal guardian? What happened to your parents?" I questioned him.

"Well, I faked my death to avoid a missing persons case so I could continue to pursue a life of crime and fun." He stated simply.

"Oh," I responded, "sorry you had to do that."

"I wish I didn't have to do it either, but I wanted to leave them out of this," he told me, "Murray isn't even my real name. Its an alias."

"What?" I asked, stunned, "Then what is your real name?"

"We don't trust each other that much." He replied.

We turned and walked up the sidewalk to a Yellow house with a red door, it had one small flower bed on either side of door with some strawberry's growing on one side, and some white, orange, and blue flowers on the other, Murray pulled out a key and opened the door.

I stepped in side and was surprised to see a clean living room, the walls were forest green with white base boards, the floor was a grey wood-floor. Against the wall that the door was on was grey couch, sat behind the glass coffee table. On the coffee table sat two coasters and some books and papers, an Xbox remote and a TV remote. Across the room was a TV with a small table under it, on top of the dresser sat an Xbox one with another remote on top of it and a CD holder. In the corner to the left of the TV was a dest with a computer, a pencil holder, and a notebook on it. On the right side of the TV was a hall that led to the bedrooms, and bathroom. And on the right wall when you came in there was a  coat rack upon which Murray placed his fedora and the door to the kitchen, with an averaged sized man with a handlebar mustache holding a glock.

"Your home, and you brought a friend," the man commented in a slightly deep voice, as he holstered his pistol, "Dinner is almost done."

"Okay, thanks Tom," Murray replied, the gestured to me, "Ben, meet Tom, my legal guardian, Tom meet Ben, the guy who foils my evil plans and currently needs my help getting revenge against Ms.E."

"How did you-" I began before Murray cut me off.

"The whole criminal underworld knows. You've made quite a few waves and people start paying attention when you destroy an entire organization."

"So... even if I were to become a spy, everyone knows my name?" I asked.

"Yep" Both Tom and Murray answered.

"So, I can't be an effective spy anyways."

"Yep." They both replied.

"Well, crap." I said.

"You'll just have to pursue a different job at the CIA." Murray told me.

"That isn't really an option, too many people want me dead."

"Well, once we get revenge your not going to work for the CIA again anyways... or any government organization." Murray stated, "And forget anything with Erica. So, before we sit down to eat, I need to ask you. Are you sure you want to do this. Cause once you start down this path, that's it, no going back. You need to be 100% sure, no doubt, no second thoughts, no nothing."

"Dinner is ready!" Tom called out.

"Think about it as we eat," Murray ordered, "then we'll talk after."