Area 51

Chapter Nine

The raindrops thudded against the bulletproof mirrors of a black limousine. A man sat at the leather seats as he tapped the screen of his phone, looking for decent news.

     The average humans think they’re so clever with all their new invented machines. The man’s lips curled into a smile. He always despised humans, even though he’s one himself. He isn’t one of the Elites by blood, but he is very much aware that he’s much more superior to them. Even to those Silverstones.

     Then, his phone’s screen flickered, and after a few moments it stopped and stabilized. The screen didn’t show lists of news anymore, it showed a fingerprint scanner. He stared at the phone screen for a moment, his thumb hovering inches above the phone. Then, he pressed his thumb against the screen for the scanning. The phone beeped and the screen blacked out.  The man waited patiently, then just as he expected, a large golden E appeared on the screen with golden Greek olives on either sides. The image disappeared and revealed a message from the most powerful yet most easy to manipulate person he knows—the head of the Elites have sent him an urgent message with three simple words:

     It has begun.

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     After eating their food that the cook has prepared, the two girls went to their rooms and changed clothes and prepare their needed equipments for breaking in a top secret government facility.

     Freya didn’t change her clothes, though. She was still wearing the same hoodie, leggings and boots. She slung her bag onto her back, over her shoulder.

     She had dismissed her idea of abandoning Margaux and her crazy mission. Why? The answer is simple. Freya had never realized how her family is so secretive before, until Margaux had started asking about it. She remembers a time when her mother had asked her to get her father’s phone because it had received a message when she was eleven. When she accidentally opened the message, she saw that it was just numbers and dots. Freya guessed that it was a coded message.

     Freya’s determined to find out what her family is about and what they’re hiding. She’s going to make sure that she’ll find out. Sure, risking your life to find out a secret that might never actually exist might be a pretty stupid reason, but there was this nagging feeling that the Silverstone family has something to do with Area 51, and Freya doesn’t like the sound of it. Not a bit.

     Freya went out of her room afterwards and knocked on the door of Margaux’s room. “It’s open,” Margaux’s voice called from inside. Freya twisted the doorknob and entered the room and saw Margaux putting tranquilizer darts inside her backpack.

     “Here,” Margaux said handing Freya a tranquilizer gun and a bag of darts. “You’ll need that.”

     “Thanks,” Freya said as she stuffed the darts and gun inside her bag.

     “No need to thank me,”

     “Marge,” Freya said, “you look like some sort of spy.”

     Margaux wore black pants, a black short sleeved shirt and black flat boots which were just below her knees. There were two guns strapped either side on her waist. The only thing that doesn’t match her outfit was the silver necklace with a silver circle which has a golden C engraved on it.

     “We’re going on a dangerous mission,” she said, “I better dress up like a person who looks like it.”

     “Okay,” Freya said, then, pointed at the gun at her left side, “but what’s up with the guns? It’s not like we’re going to kill anybody, right?”