The Security Adventures

Chapter 13

The fleet took off and we emerged from our hiding spots. Matt sighs in frustration and kicks a chair. "We are so screwed!" Matt shouts in rage. I shrug. "Well, we could do the stupid thing!" I suggest, smiling. Mikayla raises an eyebrow. "And that is?"
"We try find the closest civilised area and catch a bus back home!"
"Great idea! Except we are in the middle of no where!" Matt shouts. I grin. "Besides that, we're good!" I mange. Matt rolls his eyes. "Can we go home? I'd love to!" a small voice says near my feet. I look down. You know, the past several days have been so messed up, I wasn't surprised where the voice was coming from. "Hey guys? I think Mr. Hologram here wants to help!" I call out. Sticking out of the ruins of a cracked table, was a hologram of a man tanning under an umbrella. "My name isn't Mr. Hologram! I am SAIH!" The hologram says. I raise an eyebrow. "Say? What kinda name is Say?" I ask. The hologram grumbles. "No, SAIH! S-A-I-H! Pronounced Sa-eye!" He growls. I raise my hands in surrender. "Well, sorry! But lord Jesus dude. What are you doing? How does a hologram survive some sort of attack?" I demand. Eric chuckles. "Dude, it's a hologram! What does SAIH stand for anyway?" Eric wonders. SAIH coughs. "Security Artificial Intelligence Hologram, at your service! So, last two Guards are here! C'mon, can I have signatures?" SAIH laughs. I kick him (I mean, my leg went through him, but he still screamed like a little girl). SAIH shouts at me. "All right, all right! I heard from emergency calls from Security that everyone in Security is either dead or captured. I going to go to sleep now..." SAIH says. I kick him again. "Where is Agency HQ?" Dawn asks. SAIH sighs. "3397 Hailstone Hill Road, underground" he says, before vanishing. 3397 Hailstone Hill Road? That was...Hailstones College.

Walking through the woods sucked. It got even worse when I fell. The forest was wet, like it had recently rained. I slipped on leaves and cut my cheek. Everyone laughed, but it kinda stung. But after I slipped, I saw I had fallen onto a string. I followed the string with my eyes. It went up a tree. Trap. "Guys, trap!" I yell. Too late. Something wraps around my ankle and hoists me up. I heard some shouting. I was 20 feet about the ground and blood was rushing to my head. I look at the ground. Everyone else was wrapped in ropes, in one big bunch. From the bushes, someone jumped out. He looked like a red Boba Fett with no helmet, but an AFL Bombers cap. He looked old, but strangely familiar. "The shock! This must be scared. You have been caught by Adam Drake" he chuckles. Then I remembered him. Adam Drake, the bounty hunter. He was a wanted man. "Lemme guess, we are your bounty?" I grumble. Adam nods. "O' course! Forget the fact I work for Agency, I'm trying to find you for someone else" he says. Wasn't a surprise he worked for Agency. "Who?" I ask. Adam smiles wider. "Does the name 'Ian' ring any bells?"