Barbie Spy Squad: Discovering Dark Secrets

Mission accomplished!

Third person's POV

No! Please no....this can't be happening!

Barbie was losing blood really fast. He didn't know how long she could hang on.

Her skin was pale, clammy and cold.

Ken started to panic. He was skilled in First aids and CPR since he was a junior life guard.

But never in his life he imagined seeing the love of his life...slowly losing hers like that.

Before he knew George and Margaret rushed to their side. They managed to break free from the soldiers holding them back.

Ken quickly noticed something that made blood freeze in his veins.

She has stopped breathing!

Without wasting another second, Ken started giving her CPR.
George quickly took off his jacket and wrapped it around her daughter's wound, pressing it deeply.

Margaret however..... she noticed a certain someone, trying to get away with the briefcase.

"Oh no you won't!" she growled out and raced after him.

Ken wasn't paying attention to any of the choas in the room.
His only goal was to save Barbie.

"Barbie....I'm begging you," Ken whispered to her before blowing two breaths in her mouth and switched back to chest compressions, "Stay with me...please."

He knew that her ribs were injured....but injured ribs was better than dying.

Ken was busy giving her CPR....George was trying his best to slow down the bleeding....by lifting her lower lower body and pressing hard against the wound.

Hell had broken loose once again.
Margaret was chasing after Dunbar in attempt to stop him from getting away.
She quickly blocked his way.

"Get out of my way, Margaret," he threatened lowly, "I really don't want to hurt you."

Margaret scowled and growled. "But you're okay with hurting my daughter, huh?" she spat, "You're not going anywhere!"

Then she grabbed at a sword on the ground and charged at him without even s warning.

Their swords clashed against each other, each trying to get the upper hand in the the battle.

The swords were awfully sharp even after all these years. Margaret's sword sheared right through the briefcase handle, letting the case tumble free again.

Margaret rushed to catch the briefcase before he did.

However they both reached out to the briefcase at the same time.
She quickly kicked the briefcase away before he could reach it, sending it sliding across the floor toward the writhing electrical wire.

However when the briefcase was only a few feet from the electrical wire that would have fried its circuits, Leonard Finch stepped into its path.

But he was wacked in the head and fell on the ground.
The next thing Margaret saw was Cassandra grabbing at the briefcase.

She quickly charged at Dunbar, giving Cassandra enough time to get away with the briefcase.

.....or so she hoped.
She was shoved roughly and her back hit the wall.

Before anyone could react to what was happening, Dunbar whipped out a gun.

BAM

Cassandra gasped in pain.
Her hand went to her chest. She felt blood trickle down her chest.
In less than a moment, she dropped to the ground and let go of the briefcase.