Spies

Chapter 8

Seth's POV

          I waited to make sure Cathy escaped. I then got in the elevator to check on Crystal. As soon as the elevator opened to the prison, I was pushed aside by Crystal. I remained in the elevator with her as we rode back up to ground level. I saw red marks on her arms. She looked enraged.

"What happened?" I asked.

"That traitor happened! I was gentle on her! I regret my decision." Crystal narrowed her eyes.

We got out of the elevator. The Boss approached us.

"What happened, there, Crystal?" Pure anger showed in his eyes.

"She trapped me, sir." Crystal stared at him.

The Boss slammed his fist into the closed elevator door. Crystal and I flinched. The boss put his hand on Crystal's chin.

"You're my best fighter! I'm sending you out with Seth to go get her. Dead or Alive. Do what you must." The Boss looked at me then back at Crystal.

"Yes sir." Crystal and I said in unison.

"You'd get something extra for bringing Zoey in, too. It's best to leave them leaderless. They wouldn't know what to do." The Boss added as he released Crystal.

He walked away. I looked at Crystal. She had a slight grin on her face. I looked down. Crystal took the elevator down. I went to the gadget room and got a couple of things. I waited by the elevator with keys. Crystal came up. I saw a whip at her waist. She had a duffle bag which, no doubt, was full of torture devices.

"Let's go." She looked at me.

I nodded. We both walked out to the truck. I got in the driver's side and Crystal got in the passenger side. I drove to the Spies base. Crystal and I got out of the truck. I shot the camera. I pulled out a decoder and put it next to the keypad. I punched in the code that the decoder said. The door opened. I put the decoder in my pocket. All the Spies must've been sleeping, there was no one around.

"You go look for Zoey, I'll go for Cathy." Crystal whispered.

I nodded. I ran to the hall of bedrooms. I can hear Crystal behind me but she was going more slowly. I heard a door open. I looked over my shoulder. Crystal found her. I found a set of double doors. I opened them. The room was dark. The light of the hall way brightened on a Queen sized bed. I strolled over to the bed. I stood over the figure. I put my hand over her mouth. Zoey's eyes shot open. She looked at me. I put my finger to my lips.

"I'm sorry." I whispered to her. "But if you cooperate, Crystal won't hurt you. Just do as I say. Get up." I whispered.

Zoey slowly got up.

"Stay quiet." I uncovered her mouth slowly.

She nodded. I cringed as I heard Cathy scream. Zoey looked frightened. I heard hurried footsteps. I looked towards the hall. Cathy ran past the room. Crystal ran past also. I looked at Zoey.

"Follow me. But please stay quiet." I told her.

She nodded. I walked to the doors and looked down the hall. Crystal had Cathy pinned down. I cringed. I looked at Zoey. Zoey was staring at me.

"You like her." She whispered.

"Crystal is my sister." I told her, knowing she was talking about Cathy.

"I'm not talking about Crystal." She said her name with so much hate. "I'm talking about Cathy. I can see it in your eyes."

I looked down.

"I know what you're going through. It's not easy." Zoey shook her head.

I looked at her. "You're the Spy girl that The Boss liked?"

She nodded slowly.

"That makes sense. That's why he wants you." I whispered.

"He still wants me?" Zoey asked.

"He claims that it's to leave the Spies leaderless but there are other Spies who are capable of being leaders." I pointed out.

Zoey looked down and I knew she was blushing. I peeked out the door again. Crystal walked towards me with Cathy thrown above her shoulder. I stared a Cathy, shocked.

"Don't worry! She's still alive! I'm not done with her yet." Crystal winked at me. "And here, you forgot the handcuffs." She handed me handcuffs.

I put them on Zoey. Crystal led the way. Zoey followed her. I brought up the rear. I saw Cathy moving her head. I stared at her with a sad look in my eyes. She looked up at Zoey. Zoey looked at her. Cathy looked past Zoey at me. I slowly shook my head. Cathy started to struggle. Crystal was much more stronger than her. Zoey kneed Crystal in the back of the knee. Crystal fell. Zoey put her foot on Crystal's face to keep her down. Cathy crawled away from Crystal. I looked at Zoey. Zoey motioned for me to come closer and winked. I ran towards her. She flipped me. I looked at Cathy. Cathy was staring at me with widened eyes. I looked at Zoey. She had Crystal's arms behind her back. Roger had come out of his room and approached me. He grabbed me by my arm and made me stand. Cathy stood up. She stared at Crystal. Crystal was struggling to get free.

"Fighting only makes things worse." Cathy told Crystal with a smug smile on her face.

"I will get you! Don't you worry, I'm not finished yet!" Crystal threatened.

Zoey dragged Crystal away. Roger searched me. He gave my gadgets to Cathy. He dragged me off to the prison. He pushed me into a cell. He closed the door. I sat down on the bed. I heard the door open. I looked up. Cathy entered.

"Sorry about Crystal. She just can't stand that you outsmarted her." I stood up and chuckled slightly.

Cathy giggled. I smiled. I put my hands on Cathy's face. Cathy stared into my eyes. I leaned in. Cathy closed the distance between us by pushing her lips against mine. I put my hands on her waist and pulled her closer as I kissed back.  She put her hands on the back of my neck. I pushed her against the wall gently. I let my hands travel up and down her body. She ran her fingers through my hair. I pulled away and touched my forehead to hers. We were both breathing heavily. I smiled. Cathy smiled, too.

"I love you." I told her.

"I love you, too." She breathed out.

I took off my shirt. I smiled slightly as her eyes shifted down to my muscled chest. She passed her hand over my toned pec. I put my hand on hers. She smiled. I pushed my lips against hers. She kissed back. I fumbled to get her clothes off. To my surprise, she helped me. I lay her on the bed without breaking the kiss. She took my pants off. We took off our remaining clothes.