The Agent

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Suddenly Clay and Tucker heard police sirens approaching the school, Clay and Tucker looked at each other, but Clay seemed to be not so surprised. “Come on Clay.” Tucker warned, and started running towards the other side of the building. Clay stabilized in his place, until the police sirens kept heightening. Tucker jumped off the school fence from the other side, and sneaked to reach his motorcycle. The police cars were parked in front of the school, and all the students in the playground gathered behind Clay. Agent Jane Spencer walked out of the car and started moving towards Clay. “So Clay Thompson, turns out everything was caused by you. I have to admit you are really professional in your job.” The agent said.

She started looking all around her, as if she was looking for something. “Where is he?” Agent Jane Spencer asked. “Who?” Clay replied confidently. “Your brother where is he?” The agent asked. “I don’t know, I came here alone.” Clay replied, still with consistent coldness. “You came with your brother, where is he?” She repeated her question. “I guess I already answered that. I came here...” Clay was interrupted by the kid who approached them previously. “He came here alone ma'am.” The kid said. “Okay. Get him.” Agent Jane Spencer told her men to capture Clay. “I am not a ma'am, I am an agent. Now go to class.” The agent spoke to the kid.

As soon as the men started approaching Clay to hold him, he raised his hand and created distance between them and him. “I will get in the car alone. I guess I can do that by myself.” Clay said. “Leave him.” Agent Jane ordered. “Don’t make that hard for you Clay, just get in the car safely. No one is going to touch you.” Agent Jane said, comforting Clay. Clay started walking slowly towards the car, not looking anywhere, but forward. He reached the car, he put his hand on the roof of the car, and contemplated for a while. All of a sudden he jumped on the roof of the car, and rolled himself to the other side. “Get him.” Agent Jane shouted.

Tucker drove the motorcycle with the maximum speed he could reach, his driving was like a suicide, he was just averting all cars, and evading from all obstacles. He was like a lightening bolt to all the others driving, some of them just heard the sound of the motorcycle’s engine, but didn’t seem him out running them. He was heading towards Kaito's palace. The policemen started running towards Clay, Clay stopped running when some of them approached him, he was fixed, ready in a fighting position. One of the policemen punched Clay in his face, but he evaded it, and struck him with his knee. He punched another one in his face, but soon they accumulated over him, and outnumbered Clay. A policeman came from behind him, and struck him with a baton on the back of his head.

Clay fell down at the moment, his head was bleeding. “Get him in the car.” Clay could hear Agent Jane Spencer shouting, he was still awake, but subconscious, he wasn’t totally alive, but he wasn’t faint yet either. Before fainting, the only memories which emerged in his head, where the memories of the school. He was remembering a specific fight, that fight in particular which made that bond between them, Zack and Kaito. It was that fight when a gang in the school, tried to take Clay’s place, and let him fall alone. Tucker was back-to-back with him, but he remembers the moment when Zack and Kaito came running from their other school, and jumped off the fence to join Clay’s fight.

He remembers how they fought deadly from their heart to protect their friends, at that moment Clay and Tucker looked at each other during the fight with synergy, and they knew from this moment onwards that these guys were their gang, that they would be friends forever after. Clay's memories kept dragging him even after the eye contact with his brother. He remembered when one of those thugs of the gang was rented to take Clay down, was just few seconds away from hitting Clay with a baton, Kaito jumped on the man and choked him. No matter they were in the seventh grade, but that didn’t stop them from fighting like men. He also remembered how they won this fight, and through his memories he fainted.

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