The Sidekick.

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Harry told me to keep my distance for rest of the week, so nothing would be so suspicious to Government supervisors. Though, I really dislike to his distance rules, I had too many questions. I didn't even know the task we were to complete at the end of the week. It was killing me, but I tried not to show it. Not to mention the fact that I was practically tricked into my job that I would have for the rest of my life and lied to my face by my family.

"Good night, Sandrine." Niall waves as he walks towards the tube, his brief case slung around his shoulder.

"Night!" I wave, excited that the office was finally to myself.

Once the brunette boy catches a glimpse of my dark skin and crazy curls, he rushes to the tube, grasping my wrist tightly. Harry enters the Sotto's code that he has yet to tell me. Fitz greets us once again at the entrance of the Sottos.

"We need to work fast. Your suits are in your cubbies and the tubes are in quadrant 16." Instructs the younger boy.

Harry and I continue our fast pace, my heart was beating faster than s cheetah could run. I was so unsure about the whole situation, but at a young age my father told me the rush of adrenaline was important. That if you reached the edge of danger, you would find the window to a person and discover anything. So, I keep running.

We are arrive in a long room lined with liquid black cabinets. They were just like our school ones, but less colorful and endless. I had been here before, the cubbies were full of our stuff in the Sottos.

"739, Sweetheart." Harry yells out as he splits from me at the beginning of the dark maze. My eyes scan the cubby numbers as my hair flopped along behind me.

739, I throw the door off the cubby open to reveal the outfit I would be wearing for the mission. Typically it would hold a yellow jump suit, but today wasn't a training day in the Sottos.

Instantly, I slide of the slick suit. A sense of comfort runs through my veins. The black suit with yellow pattern was one that my family often wore. I slip a pair of running shoes, only offered to children by the Government. Lastly, I tug on a black parka hood that hides my face and massive mane of hair. As I tie my shoes, Harry appears just as he had disappeared, now in a similar outfit. His was labeled 437.

"You must run when I say-"

"I know, run." I repeat before we break into a sprint. He lead me to a round tube, that carried us up to pitch black room. These tubes were connected to the city's trash disposal system. I couldn't ever see Harry's dazzling, bright eyes in the room.

"Do not speak." The brunette whispers as we quickly creep through the darkness. Harry's abnormally large hand wraps around my thin wrist, he drags me around, clearly he's been here before. I was still very unsure of the task, which was difficult to work with to finish the said task.

"Do you see it?" A mumble escapes the boy's lips, shadows covered he face, but in many rooms away I could catch the glowing blue bow on a stand. The light from it glistened in the glass walls between us and it. This was our task.

For the Government's most important item, it sure wasn't protected well. We easily slipped into the glass room, that was once far away, without trouble. Harry made me keep watch while he removed the special box.

Within seconds of lifting the box off its pad, instant buzzers began to go off. Long hallways lit up on every side or our room.

Harry looked alarmed, "Run." The boy stuffs the box in his poncho pocket as we run down the halls. Men in  purple pop up through tubes at the ends of the halls. We weave in and out of the rooms, but there was no hiding in rooms made of glass.

My eyes catch a glimpse of a young woman her hair long and white runs down her back like silk. A grey dress tugged on her body, her long, slim finger presses on a button where she stands straight. The lights flash out and the buzzing stops. Harry continues to drags me down an empty tube. Jumping in the open hole, the ceiling shuts off above us.

"Did you see that woman?" I blurt as we are somewhere safe. He puts a finger to my lips to make me silent as a rattling noise rocks below us. His finger made me shiver.

"We are above the surfing trolley tunnels" he pants.

"And?" I question.

"We are going to jump." Harry squeaks excitedly, but my stomach drops as his words frighten me. Harry must be at least half insane, there had to be a safer route. The trolleys went fast, lightning fast almost.

"No." I spat, there was no way I would be jumping from a small vent onto a trolley top.

"I can hear one coming now." The boy labeled 437 completely ignores my comment. The rattling increases and Harry sticks his feet out of the exit vent. "Just take a breath." A smirk tugs on the green eyes boy's lips. He swiftly takes my arm again before counting down. A ball of adrenaline floats up my chest as we fall, before we hit hard on the top of the trolley. 

"Wasn't so bad, was it? You weren't scared Windser?" Harry jokes, hugging the top of the trolley as it speed by the buildings.

"No, Windsers don't get frightened." I add, the wind felt nice on my face. I felt like I was floating through the city. The sky was turning into an orange color and warmed our bodies.

"There should be a small button on the neck of your suit, quickly press it." The other instructs me, and I follow. The suit soon turns to a glass like suit and my former work outfit reappears on my body. Harry reaches into his suit pocket and tosses me and black pen, which I catch with a free arm.

The trolley slows to its stop in front of our complex. I click the pen and it transforms into a briefcase just like the Government made one I was gifted. I slide off the top and strut to the building but the purple suits catch my eye. Three men dressed in the famous purple suit approach Harry and I.

"Keep going, don't look at me. It will look suspicious." Harry whispers and gives me a push forward to the complex lobby. I watch from my tubes as the men take Harry away from the building and fear takes over my body. Windsors did get scared.