No Ordinary

Chapter 9 Here Comes Trouble

I was busy playing games on my tablet, when my phone rang. The caller  ID said Mom.

“Hello mom? I’m on the plane right now so-“

“No, honey I just called to check if you’re fine.”

“Well, okay. I’m fine. Two more hours till we arrive.”

“Megan, be careful alright? I don’t want to see you in bruises when you come home tomorrow.”

I was a little silent, half  expecting for my dad to ask mom for the phone.

“Uhmm mom is dad here?”

“No, hon he’s at work. But I’m sure he’ll call you pretty sooner.”

“Alright. Bye mom. Love you.” I said and hung up. A tear dropped as I thought of dad. A hand touched my shoulder as I wiped my tears off. I was on a dangerous mission and he barely even talked to me!

“You okay?” Ivan sat beside me, looking worried.

Even a stranger can be worried at me way more than dad is…..

“Y-yeah, I’m more than fine.”

“I guess I’m not the only one with the dad  issues,” He threw a soft laugh.

“You know how it feel like, right? How all he ever cares about is work. More like, family, means nothing at all to him?”

“I guess I do.” He says calmly. I was silent for a while. I wanted to ask some questions, but figured it would be too personal. Instead I glanced away, looking at the window, wondering what my dad would say if  I didn’t succeed on the mission. He would shout at me, throwing back all the previous things I did wrong and telling me how it should’ve happened. How I should’ve been. He wanted me to be little miss perfect, but instead he’s stuck with the reality. The other side of me who is imperfect. 

The thought of it made me cry. I was drowning myself into tears so badly that I found myself hugging Ivan. He was making me calm down, soothing me by saying “It’s going to be okay.” And “Just let it out.” It sounds cliché, but I couldn’t care less since I was too sad.

“Alright, guys are you ready?” Mr Wilson whispered.

“We’re all ready.” Adrian replied.

Mr. Wright, a 36 year old spy, went inside a dark meeting room. The plan was that he will pretend to be the buyer and distract the seller, known as Mr. Y. He will also ask some questions about his illegal business and it will be easier for him to answer because he doesn’t know that we are FBI.  Meanwhile an group of FBI spies including me will help the children escape. We will also get the dead bodies, which will be hard for me to handle, so a substitute will do it for me. While my substitute helps me, I will go find the room where all confidential information are kept just in case somebody finds out that we are here, then we will be able to still get some clues when we escape.

Just in case any security codes prevent us from getting in important rooms, we have another group of agents in charge of that.

“Mr. Wright, you know what to do right?” I ask. Mr. Wright nods and we all separate to our assigned locations, making sure our Invisiblators are working and making us slowly disappear out of sight.

Me and Adrian found the room where they kept the children. But a metal locked door with high-tech security prevents us from getting into it. I took my walkie talkie and told the agents there was a security code that we need to open the door, they said to wait for a signal, but we were getting impatient.

“This is bloody hopeless.” Adrian said.

“I have an idea.” I grinned. I told Adrian my plan and within a while all my agents got the message. I waited for a guy to open the door, and after a long time, we finally found a man in black uniform with a gun. He pressed the buttons on the rectangular keypad, and I ran and jumped between the door, using my arm, to prevent it from closing. Fortunately, nobody except the agents noticed it, and we all hurried in the room, finding all the children with their hands tied with ropes. We also found the man in the black uniform, walking around, checking to see if all the children are present. The walls were completely white, and the room was empty, no windows attached.  Only a circular table was placed, probably to put food on it.

When the man finally left the room, we decided to show up to the kids. Adrian put his finger on his mouth to tell them to keep quiet. I took the extra Invisiblators from my backpack and showed it to them. I explained everything we need to do in order to escape safely.

“We have to make it quick otherwise, you kids won’t be able to see your parents anymore alright?” I told them softly while we untie them to the ropes.

A child said, “But there’s a camera over there!” He pointed to the security camera at the ceiling.

“Don’t worry we’ll take care of that.”

“Megan, this is Agent 443, the security cameras are turned off, and we already got the passcodes.

Adrian took his laser and cut a big hole for us to escape while I gave the children one Invisiblatior for each two kids. After all the children left, another agent helped guide them outside, leaving all of us behind so we could continue the mission. We were now putting the circular part of the wall that Adrian cut, so nobody would know where the children went. When we’re finally ready to get out of the cell, the huge metal door burst open.

 “GET THEM!”  An old chubby man in a brown leather hat, same color with his boots yelled. He was wearing denim jeans and a white loose shirt like a cowboy. We all guessed he was Mr. Y, the leader of the syndicate.

 “LOOK OLD MAN, TAKE OFF THESE STUPID ROPES FROM OUR WRISTS AND LET US GO ALREADY! WE AIN’T GOT NO TIME FOR THIS!” Jessie, an agent for the SWAT like me, yelled at Mr, Y.

“SHUT UP BEFORE I KILL YOU LIKE WHAT I DID TO WRIGHT!”

We were in the same cell where the children stayed. Apparently they didn’t notice the wall that we cut, so we still have hope to escape. Another good news was that some spies escaped, including Ivan.

“You killed Mr. Wright?!” I said before a muttered a few curses.

Then he gave a long speech about how we shouldn’t have messed with them and that our lives were in great danger. While he was talking, I saw a small black recorder. I struggled to get it, and when it was finally in my hands, I shoved it in my pocket.

Might have information we need….