Agent Jane Doe 1: The Catalyst

Battlefield

It isn't long at all before Trevan parks the van in front of the White House. There still is an angry mob outside, yelling. This must be the LGBT community based on what Raine had shown me in the hospital. I don't blame them for being pissed. Grey is their Jesus. I think that's an overstatement, though.

"I'm staying here in the van. You guys do your thing," Trevan orders. "Go,"

Everybody else steps out of the van as Alessandra and Zahira retreat to the sidelines. The rest of us make our way through the rowdy crowd.

"You know what to do," Mason nods at me as he goes off in a different direction. I nod back and watch as Mason does his thing.

"Heyyyyyy! I think somebody made a bomb threat! You should go arrest them!" Mason yells at the top of his lungs.

"Oh crap!" one of the guards rushes away from the White House. Seeing my chance, I bolt from my hiding place and shoot my grappler gun at the roof. As I begin to climb up, I get butterflies in my stomach.

"Hey! She ain't supposed to be there! Shoot her down!" I hear a guard yell. Shit! I dodge the bullets aimed at me while hanging onto the rope for dear life. A part of the banister starts to crumble. Eventually, it gives way and falls off. With all my strength, I pull myself up and end up on top of the White House. Then, I head off to the elevator and press the 'B' button.

"Going so soon?" someone snarls. Kylie is in the elevator with me, smirking.

"What are you doing here?" I demand to know.

"Bitch, I live here. President Wills is my daddy," Kylie rolls her eyes. Kylie, daughter of President Wills? Well, I should not be surprised. She's as bad as him.

The elevator begins descending. Seeing my chance, I shoot off the top of the elevator and grab onto one of the ledges in the elevator shaft. The door opens, revealing guards who aim their guns at me. In the nick of time, I let go of the ledge and begin to fall. Great. There are butterflies in my stomach---again. I look down and see that I'm close to the bottom. I shoot my grappler gun at the side and hang on until the elevator comes around. The minute I get back in the elevator happens to be right when the door opens to the basement.

"Jojo!" a voice calls out. A flashlight shines on my body. Christian and Nicole emerge from the darkness.

"Chris! Nicole!" I sigh in relief. "Where's Jolee?"

"I don't know. We've gotta get outta here,"

"You get out!" I grab Kylie's scarf and shove her out of the elevator right before it closes. "How were you able to escape?" Christian only responds by pulling his shirt over his head.

"It's okay, Chris. By the way, all I know is that Jolee is not in the bowels of the White House," Nicole comforts. Soon, we reach the ground floor and exit the White House. Outside is an angry mob rioting. This must be the LGBT community riot that Raine mentioned in the hospital. I don't blame them for being angry about Grey's death.

A man attacks one of the guards. Some others follow suit. Another guard takes out a canister and begins spraying pepper spray in the air. The mob backs away as a response. I gasp as two people assault a police officer, who grabs one of them by the sleeve as rocks, pitchforks, and the like were thrown in the air. More police officers arrive on the scene and join in the fighting.

I almost scream as I watch Sidney aim his gun at a little girl holding a teddy bear. Before he's able to shoot the gun, somebody lets out some tear gas and smoke, covering the scene. When the smoke almost clears, a figure is hunched over the little girl.

"Get off, you faggot!" Sidney kicks the figure.

"Nobody calls me a faggot," the figure stands up. By then, the smoke has cleared, revealing this person's identity.

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Author's Note: Who just arrived on the scene? What's going on?