Jake, Trent, Bridgette, Eddie, and Nikki are five teenagers who live as a secret agent group called the "Alpha Teens", advised by their mentor, David. The Alpha Teens are sent on several missions. Eventually the Alpha Teens find out about an evil m...
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I can't sleep, I guess I'm just not sure what's happening with the team. Jake sort of butted heads with Trent, quite literally might I add, and with Bridgette. The past couple of days, everyone (except Nikki) has been training and working their asses off, but not trying to gather any information. Are the Alpha Teens over? That's all I can think about.
I reach for my phone on the bedside table, and quickly turn it on to glance at the time; it's twelve o' four. Maybe a glass of almond milk might help? I hate regular milk so don't bash me now. I throw off the covers and roll off the bed, and out of my room.
As I walk down the hallway, I hear subtle footsteps. I assumed someone else needed to get a late night snack, so I head down the stairs, and hear the footsteps running. "Uh, hello?" I asked in confusion. "It's just me, I'm not that intimidating." I shouted, or am I intimidating? Nah, probably not.
I shrug about the running, and walk into the kitchen, turn the lights on, and open the fridge and take out the almond milk carton and a plastic cup, and pour the milk, gulping it down. Before I turn around, I get knocked down. As I turn around and look up at the person, it's a teenage girl with dark brown eyes, pale skin, jet black hair with gray streaks, and she's wearing a black leather jacket over a black tank top, with combat boots.
"Who are you?" I ask while holding my neck in pain.
Her eyes glowed red, it's a teenager under control.
"Oh no," I quickly get up and tackle onto the girl, trying to hold her down but she fought back just as much as I did. I manage to push her back onto the kitchen table, and then push her off. As I look down at myself, I realized I was wearing Pikachu pajamas. But I'll just leave my Pokemon pajamas out of my badass moment.
The girl who frankly reminds me of some glampire, gets up from under the kitchen, charges at me, and thrusts her foot into my stomach, and I fall onto one knee. She swings at me, getting blood across my face as fall onto my back flat.
She taps on a black watch of hers, and vanishes completely. Man, I don't know what happened, but somehow one of these controlled teenagers found a way inside of our base...
