19 years later
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I went up to the scanner and put my hand on it. The doors opened and I headed straight to Chief Martin's office. "Chief Martin, you called." I say standing in front of his desk.
"Yes, Abrista. Have a seat," he says. I sat down and listened. "Sorry for calling you here so late. But I would like to have a talk. I know you might not like it. You've been going on missions to get the Jack A Harlin Tiger Troop, the people who killed your mother. You are the only female spy, fighter, and agent here at M.A.R.S headquarters. And we believe that you should have company while fighting the J.A.H.T Troop."
"Company?" I ask.
"Yes," he says.
"They can't fight with me. And who's going to fight with me? They don't feel the anger and stress I've been through. They don't have that strong feel to hurt the .J.A.H.T Troop as I do." I say to him.
"I'm sorry Abrista but it wasn't my choice!" Chief Martin argues with me.
"Then who did!?" I yell to him.
"Supreme Justice Mason Giovarriano." he answers. I lower my temper. Justice Mason Giovarriano is one of the most powerful Supreme Justices ever. No one can argue with him. He's practically one of the presidents here. He can make any rule.
"This can't be though. I can do it as a solo." I say in a calming voice.
"And did you win any of the battles?" Chief Martin points out.
"No," I say sitting back down in my chair.
"Exactly," he says.
"Fine, I'll do it. But only because Justice Giovarriano said so. So who am I going to be with?" I ask.
"You'll be with four of Britain M.A.R.S men. They are highly trained. And one Irish man from the Irish M.A.R.S. He's highly trained. They've met each other before. They joined together and called themselves One Direction. I'm sure you'll get along. They've been with M.A.R.S longer than you have. About fifteen years. Professionals."
"When do I meet them?" I ask.
"Tomorrow. You better leave and get to sleep now. You have a long day tomorrow," he says.
"See you tomorrow Chief Martin." I say walking out. I went to my apartment and went to sleep. I kept on wondering about tomorrow.
My alarm clock rang. I hit it and looked at the time. Seven am. Today's the day when I meet the dudes. I got into my black suit and went off to headquarters. I went into Chief Martin's office seeing that the men have already arrived.
"Abrista! I would like you to meet One Direction." he says. They were all dressed in nice suits. "This is Harry, Louis, Niall, Liam, and Zayn." He says pointing to each of them. "Now, both of you with be working together to defeat the J.A.H.T Troop. That is your mission. I will send you to room 217 to plan things out."
Chief Martin sends us to room 217. Just us. I got out the map and laid it out on the table and pointed out to where the J.A.H.T Troop are located. I pointed to the west, which is where we live.
"But wouldn't they be in the mid east? If they've started in the west, then they would've traveled east." Louis states. I took a moment to think about it.
"Yes. They probably in the mid east. How'd you know?" I ask.
"We know all sorts of enemies. We know their traveling system too," Liam points out.
"Alright, have any guesses of where they might be in the mad east?" I ask.
"I'm guessing Kansas. Reports have been pooping up around there." Zayn says.
"Yeah, I agree with Zayn." Niall says.
"Harry?" I ask. He looks up to me, then at the map.
"I'm guessing Nebraska. 93 counties. Sort of big population. And those Kansas reports were last month. They can easily travel up north to Nebraska." Harry says.
"Harry's is pretty reasonable." I say.
"This is going to be hard to figure out," Niall says stroking his hair back.
"Not exactly," I say. All boys raised their eyebrows. "We can contact each state's M.A.R.S to see if they've seen them around." I say.
"That's, a really good idea how come none of us thought of the idea?" Louis ask the boys. They're all talking together to each other.
"Guys, shh! I'm contacting them." I say.
"Kansas M.A.R.S Headquarters, this is Chief Derek." He says.
"Hi Chief Derek. This is Abrista from California M.A.R.S Headquarters. We're on mission 127:Getting the J.A.H.T Troop. We were just wondering if they've been in your state lately." I spoke with the nicest voice I had.
"Yes, Abrista. But they moved up north. Hope you get them. We're loosing population each week." Chief Derek says.
"Okay, we'll do our best. Thank you," I hung up. "He said that they moved up north. I'm calling Nebraska."
"Nebraska M.A.R.S Headquarters. This is Chief Jack speaking." Chief Jack greets.
"Hi Chief Jack, this is Abrista from California M.A.R.S Headquarters. We're on mission 127:Getting the J.A.H.T Troop. We were wondering if they're in your area." I ask.
"Yes. They're in Douglas County. Population of 463,585. Lots of people there. We could loose quickly and easily. Hope you get them." he says.
"Okay, thank you Chief Jack. We'll do our best." I say hanging up. "They're in Nebraska. Douglas County. Population over 450,000. We gotta get there quick."
"Wait, but if they're in Nebraska, then why don't Nebraska M.A.R.S get them?" Zayn asks.
"Because each M.A.R.S gets their own mission so that we can focus on one thing." I answer them. "Ours is mission 127."
"Oh, okay.Jet?" They all say together.
"Jet," I repeat them. I grabbed the jet keys and some money while the boys get the weapons. I went to the jet garage. "Morning Warner." I greet the jet garage security guard.
"Morning Abrista, One Direction." Warner greets us. I took the best jet there. Jet number 40387. We have a lot of jets here but number 40387 is the best. We got in and I took the pilot.
"Louis, you're piloting with me. Harry, you keep lookout. If you see anything weird, tell us. You're our Sky Eyes. Zayn, you read us the map. Liam, you take plane control. Niall and take control of the missiles. If Harry sees enemies, you shoot. Got it everybody?" I say.
"Got it," they all say. Then we started off into the sky.
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Save Me Now (One Direction)
FanfictionAbrista Jones had been through her mother's death alone as a child. Now she works for M.A.R.S to get the people who killed her mother. As she continues, four Britain men and an Irish one joins her. Will they make it?