Chipless

Chapter 7- An issue

A|N- It's about to get serious y'all. So grab your drinks, popcorn, and candy and hop on the crazy train!

After eating an entire bucket of vanilla ice cream, we just decided to mess around with Ana's old magic eight ball, and that ended well.
Now everyone's asleep. Without Ana and Gavin's knowledge, I lean my head on Ze shoulder and he wraps his arm around me. I find it hilarious that what Ana wants to happen so badly is going on right in front of her.
Then I hear voices outside. I rise to my feet slowly. "What's wrong?" Ze yawns and looks at me.
"I heard voices outside," I answer, "I'm gonna go check it out."
"Ok," Ze sighs, "Just don't get hurt or Ana and Gavin are gonna assume it's my fault." I nod and run outside to listen in on what the people are saying.
One is male, the other female. "All I know is that he's a fifteen year old boy named Anthony and he's a threat to our society." The female says.
"A big threat," the male repeats, "without the micro-chip in his head his mind can has the ability to do things that others can't." Micro-chip?
"But there is still hope," the female sighs, "with great caution we might be able to complete our plan."
"But what about-"
She interrupts him, "We don't speak of them." Who is them? Why won't they speak of them? What are they capable of? So many questions and so few answers.
"If we could just get our hands on that guy Steven, we win." The man points out. Steven? If they want to get their hands on him that badly, he must be pretty important.
"Well we don't know where he is!" The female snaps, she folds her arms. "But if you see him or Anthony, you bring them to me immediately, understood?" The man nods his head in agreement. "Good." She leaves
I stand there for a moment to process what I just heard. I haven't even been here for a week and I'm already wanted by someone. Great, just fabulous.
I feel someone grab me and covers my mouth so I can't scream for help, but I try. I'm screaming and kicking for my life. "Oh Quinn will be excited to see you." It's the man that was talking to the woman who I'm guessing is Quinn.
I hear a gun shot and the man falls to the ground, dead. I look up to see who the killer is, he's wearing all black including a mask and he was only one or two inches taller than I. A tattoo of a three pointed star on his shoulder catches my eye. he reminds me of Ze except when he talks. "I wasn't just going to let him turn you over to Quinn," he has a British accent, "that would just be cruel."
"Who are you?" I ask.
He smiles at me, "Steven."

A/N- DANG! Shit hit the fan didn't it? Well this is only the beginning of one hell of a battle. Hope you enjoyed!

~E_Mack21