Chapter 2: Orders

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Dani POV

"Here's the ray you wanted." I hand agent Furry the ray beam that I had to fight to get.

"Where are you going?" He asks me.

"Home. I'll be back later." I tell him heading out.

I jump into a helicopter heading to London where my uncle is.

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I arrive at the agency building in my black leather S.H.E.I.L.D uniform with my electric fist off.

Apparently, they let me in. Even if I have a gun around my ankle and iota not wisely hidden.

But I think when they saw the S.H.E.I.L.D attachment they let me come in.

I never been inside this agency before like I live with my uncle and my aunt but I never came into this building.

"Daniella, over hear. Simon is waiting for you." A assistant I think calls me over.

I walk over to her.

We head into the white room. ALL white room.

"He's right in there." She points to the two doors.

I open both of them. And walk in.

"See you came in uniform." He says.

I look around turning my electric fist back on grabbing a gun from my ankle.

I give a kick to whoever is there. And then uncle Simon drops to the ground. Without being hit.

"What on earth do you think your doing?" I put the gun back in my ankle holder thingy and turn off my electric fist.

"Sorry. I didn't know it was you. I got a bit scared." I say being sort of honest.

He heads over to his working desk. And sits down in his rolling chair spinning himself around while playing with his pen.

"Please. Sit." He tells me. I sit down in the white comfortable seat.

"Why did you want me to come? I was on a mission. I was trying to get a ray beam, do you know what would have happened if you called when I was taking it out of the power source?" I ask him while getting out of the seat.

"No. What?"

"It would've blown up. And I wouldn't be here right now." I say getting angry and then my electric fist automatically turns on. It does that when I get mad.

I turn it off.

"I called you here because I want you to do something for me." He says getting out of the seat and sitting onto the desk while I play with his gadgets.

"What's that?" I say playing with a bobble head of a blonde boy with a cute face.

"To protect those boys. The ones that you say should be real teenagers." I put the bobble head down on the stand. I turn around slowly facing him.

I walk up to him and look into his eyes.

"Those boys. You want me to protect them?" I ask him pointing to the bobbles head on the stand behind me.

"Oh. Here's your phone." He hands me a black iPhone with red earbuds my two most favorite colors.

"Why are you giving me this? And why do you want me to protect them? Can't you do it or have bodyguards do it?" I ask him.

"I'm giving you the phone so that if anything goes wrong you can call me and I trust you. And the bodyguards their job is to stop the fans from ripping them apart. I want you to spy on the boys to make sure that when their on tour, they wouldn't do anything stupid. Oh, keep a close eye on Harry, Louis, Niall, and Zayn." He tells me.

"What about the other one....what's his face? Liam? What about Liam?" I ask.

"He's the good and calm one so you don't have to worry about him. And you will have your own jet and you will have disguises in your suitcase for each state they go to. And a car. Here are the keys each state you go to their will be a different car each car key is in your suitcase and their labeled. And I bought you a hotel that's near the boys so you can hear and see and make sure you write down what happens." He tells me.

"Can I bring this suit?" I ask

"Only, when something goes wrong. Or, if they need the help and then you can give them your identity." He tells me.

"Wow. You have lots of orders. I'll try my best." I head out and spot the boys not making eye contact.

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