Creative Writing Collection

Colliding Shades: a Spy Kids Fanfic

       “I hate you.”

       “No, you don’t.”

       Junie smirked a little as he continued tweaking on the wall panel, cutting and rearranging circuits. His little robotic beetle assisted him, moving the wires here and there so that its master had more accessibility. Gerti Giggles crossed her arms impatiently, her blonde pigtails swishing a bit. “You’re taking forever, Cortez.”

       “Almost… finished…,” he muttered, the door beside his accomplice sliding open. With an ‘I-told-you-I-could-do-it’ look, he gestured for her to go inside first. She rolled her eyes as she did so, Junie giving a light huff; she was never content.

       The teen spies looked about themselves in awe and caution. The castle was made of stained glass and colorful panels of each and every color, the light coming through in differently shaded rays. “This is just a rescue mission—no taking things, no investigating, and most importantly, no-”

“What do you think this does?” Gerti raised a strange looking gun with green liquid, examining it.

Junie’s words faded away. “- touching, things…” He sighed and shook his head, taking what she held and putting it aside on a strangely shaped seat, or, at least he thought it was a seat… “Gerti, this is serious. Carmen and Gray are somewhere in here, and we have to find them.”

Quiet for some time, Gerti eventually nodded. “Right.”

The OSS had lost communication with two of their best youth spies during a possible set up. With some newly invented technology that had yet to be tested, they used the lost comrades as guinea pigs. The machine would intake a small sampling of blood, then would search the globe for them; the 2nd best agents were then sent on a rescue mission to find the others.

Junie carried his little beetle upon his shoulder as they walked through another paneled hallway, the creature moving from one side to another to his liking. It whirred loudly after passing a red panel — something was different about this one than the others. Furrowing his brows a bit, Junie pressed his hand on the panel. Nothing. His fingers trailed about the square shape, searching for an indent for him to pull on; it wasn’t supposed to be pushed or pulled. Gerti tentatively put a hand on one of the corners and pushed it clockwise. This made a noise.

She smiled at her partner, who then helped her continue to twist the panel. Another door opened, rising up off the ground with each turn; it slowly came back down as they left the panel and into the room.

Here, the glass was larger, grander, wider, a room filled with colorful splendor. There was only one wall — from the hallway they had come from — while the rest was stained glass. They depicted stories, like most did, but these seemed all too familiar…

The glass facing out to a wonderful view had the largest of windows than the rest of the entire castle. There were six in total, two of them grander than the others. The first had a hand with thumb fingers holding robotic children; the downfall of Alexander Minion. The second was of an island with a grey sphere above it, the cuts below showing distorted and malformed animals; the Island of Lost Dreams. The third was of two fighting robots with green digital numbers scattered all about the piece, a small group of seven seemingly on a pilgrimage — a junkyard of a rusting robot was at the bottom of it all; Game Over and the fight against the Toy Maker. The fourth was of a young blond haired boy circled by a shark like boy and a flaming girl. That one and the following others were alien to them. The first of the largest, centered alongside the second largest and nestled between four of the smaller, depicted two children standing on tilted cogs of a clock, strange electric blue people floating about them as a men laid seemingly dead at the bottom.

Junie frowned, but was frightened at heart. These were almost all of his past missions, everything the OSS has been involved with. In each of these ‘stories,’ a small redhead and a taller brown-head was incorporated strategically, discreetly shown on a small though visible enough scale.

“I think someone’s been watching us…,” Junie said quietly as he viewed the last of the two larger stained glass; the agencies OSS had been changed to SOS, while Carmen and Gary were joining bodies, an explosion behind them both.

{ oh no not another fanfic Dx gaaaah what do you guys think? Spy Kids are da bomb and i think 'Game Over' was their best movie. anyways, please leave comments and thoughts below ~ }