"Now where do we go?" Israel questioned as they reached the top of the tenth floor. He looked back at the stair case. "That shield won't hold for much longer."
"I know," Andrew looked around, "come on, there has to be another exit here." The alarms were still shrieking as they ran around the tenth floor, but thankfully the machine generated voice stop.
"Turn the corner!" Jazmine shouted as she clutched onto the metal box in her arms.
"Guys, they got through to the shield!" Israel shouted back as the security guards advanced on them, their guns trained on them but not shooting.
"Shit!" Andrew shouted as they came to a dead end. They stared at the brick wall in front of them as the footsteps came to a halt behind them.
"Hands up where I can see them."
A couple hours earlier...
"Staying up til midnight to watch Game of Thrones again?" A voice asked snarkily, causing the superhuman to look up from his television and to his bedroom door. A girl, probably a year or two younger than him, stood at his open bedroom door - Israel was sure that he locked it - with her arms crossed in front of her. She had a frown on her face as she tried to stare him down. Israel nodded, remaining unfazed by his younger sister's stare.
"Yeah, so?" He said gruffly and turned back to his television screen. He grinned as he turned up the volume with the remote. "Goodnight, Cynthia." Cynthia rolled her eyes and turned around.
"Whatever." She waved dismissively and walked back to her room after slamming the door.
"Why mom and dad keep her, I have no idea..." Israel muttered and looked at his wall clock, "wow, it is midnight." He looked back at the television and paused as if he was contemplating something. After a few seconds, he shrugged, a wide grin appearing on his face. "Tomorrow's Saturday." He concluded and settled back into his bed, his eyes glued to the screen.
BEE-BEEP. BEE-BEEP.
"Wut?" The superhuman turned to the bedside table on his left and saw his Doreen watch glowing and beeping. He raised an eyebrow and paused the TV. He picked up the watch. "Why's Doreen video calling me?"
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"Doreen," Melarni snapped as she rubbed her eyes, "do you know what time it is?" The ombre haired girl looked around and all she saw was darkness in her room. Well go figure, it was already midnight, and good thing her parents were asleep or else she would've had her Doreen watch confiscated with an interrogation.
"I know, I know," Doreen chuckled, "it's midnight, but this is serious."
"How serious?" The shapeshifter yawned as she sat up in her bed. Doreen looked at her seriously.
"You guys have your first mission."
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"A mission?" Andrew asked excitedly, but lowered his voice when he remembered that he was sharing a room with his little brother. "Hang on." He whispered into his watch and tiptoed his way out of the room, making sure not to wake his brother. He carefully made his way to the bathroom across his parents' - but now his mom's since his dad is now sleeping on the couch in the living room - bedroom through the dark. He opened and closed the bathroom door quietly and turned on the light. "Okay, what mission?" He asked with interest.
"It's BSIA business related." Doreen explained. Andrew quirked an eyebrow.
"What do mean?"
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"What?" Jazmine hissed as she turned on her bedside lamp to see Doreen's face through the screen clearly. "Doreen, we are not gonna steal something from them! I just got ungrounded," she pointed an accusing finger at her watch, "and I am not going down that road again."
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Metamorphosis
Science Fiction"So Jazmine thinks all of this is happening because of the Gatorade Doreen gave us?" Israel said and Jazmine nodded. "Think about it. All of this would've never happened if we never drank those Gatorades." She elaborated. "So if what you're saying...