Spy School Superpowers

Chapter 3. Powers

Nathan Hale administration Building

January 16

1710 Hours

After Mike busted the keypad, the keypad malfunctioned and broke, ending with a *buzz* allowing us to enter. I thought it was the end, as the footsteps got closer, but then the door opened, and we both breezed in quickly. The room was pitch black and looked a little small. Then, the light turned on based on motion senses and there was a group of people in front of us. I recognized 2, Alexander and the girl, as they looked awfully alike. Was this the main office she was talking about?

Mike and I looked confused under the white light of the office. A naked white bulb shine on all of us as it swung from the ceiling. There was a middle-aged woman, and two middle-aged men in the room. The middle-aged woman had a note-pad with a pen and had glasses on. I looked behind me after hearing an awfully weird computer buzzing sound, and realized there were monitors all over the campus, including the places Mike and I had been to inside the campus. 

They looked at us questionably, as though we did something wrong. A disappointed voice rang out, "for both of you, you would probably get a C on this." I grimaced at this, as I had gotten A's all my life, excluding the time I got a B+ in 3rd grade on writing. "This was a test?" I managed to sputter out from my lips. 

"Luckily, because if it was a real situation, you would have been shipped home as ashes in a box." The disappointed voice countered at me. With the light on, I could make out the man with the voice. He had a toupee on his head that looked like a dying cat, and he was balding. He looked pretty old, and he had a brown suit on, which was full of colorized food stains. He looked extremely overweight as his suit was bulging out from behind the coffee table as he sat down. 

The woman made notes on her note-pad with her pen as she wrote quickly. One of the middle aged men shook his head. "But we weren't even taught anything!" Mike exclaimed, sounding upset. "Exactly, this test, also known as the SACSA's is to see how you will react and work in a real life or death situation," explained one of the middle-aged men, who sounded quite bored and unentertained.

Right then, Alexander came to our rescue. "Well, I thought it was pretty smart that Benjamin used a book to lay on top of the enemies head." He replied, "And, it was pretty creative that Mike used his taser that was given to him to tase the keypad to malfunction the system." He was looking at the disappointed man as he said this. But, that didn't seem to impress the man enough, as he replied to Alexander with, "Beginners luck, this is just a first time, and, they didn't even do decent. They would be lucky to pass their first year of spy training." Man, this dude was harsh. I thought.

Then, one middle aged man bumped into our conversation, saying, "Enough with this chit-chat, let's give them their powers." My hands started to tingle, and Mike started to grin goofily. I've been waiting for this moment. I want to get a cool superpower. However, how did this even work? "Uhm, sir?" I ask the man. "Yes Ripley?" He replied. "How would giving superpowers basically work?" I asked in a polite tone. He smiled and simply left off with, "You'll see." 

Alexander beckoned me to a chair, and I sat down. This chair was across from the man, and I now realized it was the principal. It was a golden name tag on the coffee table carved into saying plain out, Prencipol. Sadly, it wasn't even spelled right. He seems like an idiot, I thought to myself sarcastically. 

They left Mike standing, and beckoned him outside. Alexander, the girl, and everyone in the room followed him outside, leaving me alone. When they closed the door, I could hear the soft tapping of feet as they walked away from the door. They turned off the lights, as though they forgot I was even here.