The elevator screeches to a halt and opens, revealing the skyline of Washington, D.C. Joseph and I step out of the elevator. President Wills and Shanelle turn around as we approach them.
"So, you've come. I see you've brought a friend with you," Shanelle purses her lips. I watch Joseph clench his fists, one of them holding a pocket knife.
"Joseph, don't. Revenge does no good," I plead, but it's no use. Joseph appears to be fully consumed by revenge.
"Brycen...you jerk! You son of a gun, how dare you..." Joseph mumbles under his breath.
"What are you saying, faggot? Spit it out!" President Wills snaps as the elevator opens, revealing Christian, Nicole, and Mason.
"You son of a gun! I'll kill you!" Joseph dashes towards President Wills, pocket knife in hand. Christian and Nicole scream and flinch. I don't blame them for being surprised. This is WAY out of character. I get it, though. Team Ruber, especially Trevan, knows how loyal Joseph was to Grey. So while revenge is not a good way to handle things, it is understandable.
"Joseph, no!" I cry as Mason and I restrain him.
"Let go of me! I'm gonna kill him!" Joseph shouts.
"No, you mustn't!"
"This scumbag that made American society deteriorate...he killed my beloved, Grey! He killed that innocent man, crushed him like a bug. I'll never forgive him!"
"No, Joseph! You mustn't murder! Revenge does no good to anyone. Grey won't come back,"
"You let me go!" Joseph breaks free of our grasp and dashes towards President Wills, only to trip over a shoelace. As he gets up, the rest of us join him and stand shoulder to shoulder.
"How are we gonna do this?" Christian whispers in Nicole's ear.
"Allow me to lead. Let's go, everybody!" I order. "Let's show these punks what we're made of!"
"Let's do this, squad," Mason clenches his fists and gets into a fighting stance.
"Yes." Joseph grabs the locket around his neck and closes his eyes. "For Grey,"
President Wills and Shanelle turn tail, run, and climb down the White House. All of us follow them. Once all of us reach the ground, the mob from earlier emerges from the White House.
"Where are President Wills and Shanelle?" Alessandra approaches us.
"I thought Jojo was going after them. Right, guys?" Zahira glares at us.
"Let us help in defeating him," Anthony steps forward.
"Okay, then. The more, the merrier." I say. I thought this was my fight and my fight alone, but apparently not. If this many people are willing to help me, so be it.
"Wait a minute!" Shanelle emerges from the bushes. "That's not fair. Nine against two? Sounds like cheating to me,"
"Well, the more, the merrier, as Jojo said. We assumed you'd be getting your bodyguards involved in this mess, no?" Paul folds his arms across his chest. Shanelle whistles and all of a sudden, a bunch of men in suits appear. Of course they would play dirty too.
My team of nine charges towards Shanelle, who starts kicking at us, stilettos on her feet.
"Now!" Shanelle shouts. Suddenly, the men in suits carry several people and slam them on the ground. My team rushes towards our enemy, who does the same. I shove somebody aside as Christian follow suit. I continue pushing people out of my way with Christian trailing behind. All of a sudden, Nicole strikes one guy in the crotch with her fist.
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Agent Jane Doe 1: The Catalyst
Novela JuvenilWhat if society only cares about reputations and social media? Jojo Pullman is a fourteen year old girl who finds herself cast from society when a rumor about her being with Christian Gates, a boy who thinks different from everybody else, is spread...