I'm sorry. Once again, I bring you a depressing one shot. But the next time I write a one shot, it will be happy. I promise. Let's get into it.
THERE IS VIOLENCE IN THIS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
It was a mild spring morning in Washington D.C. People who had to go to work back their cars out of their driveways amd headed in the direction of their favorite coffee shop. As they drove they admired all the greenery that grew around them. A smile unconsciously filled their face as the smell of coffee beans filled their noses. They were happy. People on the sidewalks who were out for their daily runs stopped and admired the flowers growing along the sidewalk. The played games and saw how many they could name. They were also happy. Then we enter the more rural part of D.C. Nearer to the edge of Maryland. At the border, was a school.
The public knew it as St. Smithens Science Academy for Boy and Girls, but the school held a secret, which only the inhabitants knew. It was actually the CIA Academy of Espionage.
Now this school, which looked very ordinary, save for the fence surrounding it, looked natural. There were classrooms, dorms, and faculties. There was also a flower bed in the garden, which held many different colors. But if the flowers were to represent the atmosphere in the school, they would be wilted and colored black and white.
The normally crowded and laughter-filled halls were now empty and silent.
The normally noisy and jam-packed gun range was deserted.
The dorms usually filled with people playing Truth or Dare were now vacated.
This was very weird. You'd think everybody would be celebrating and partying, after defeating their long time enemy, Spyder. But no. They knew there were going to be costs, but this cost, left their morale bankrupt. Oh, that day...
That day started normally. Students got dressed, and headed to their classes. The real surprise happened at Lunch.
The students were enjoying their peaceful lunch, when somebody came bursting through the doors. Everyone's heads turned.
"Spyder...is here..." they said, panting. That threw the whole school into panic. Everybody started screaming. Until Erica Hale stopped them.
"Listen up!" she shouted, standing on a table. Everyone immediately stopped and stood still.
"This is our chance to beat Spyder! We can take them down once in for all!" she continued.
"Yeah!" Ben said, standing up. Mike and Zoe followed.
"Let's do this!" Ben said. Erica organized everyone into teams, and in less than 30 minutes, they were ready. They marched outside to the grounds where Spyder was, expecting a whole army of agents. Instead, there was only 1 person.
"Ms. E," Erica said. She smiled maliciously.
"What do you want?" Erica asked.
"To kill you all," she said.
"We can kill you first," Mike said. Ms. E smiled.
"Not if I have him," Ms. E said, turning to reveal Ben, with his hands behind his back.
"Ben!" Zoe shouted. Ms. E smiled even more, and took out a gun and pointed it at his head.
"All of you get on your knees, or i'll shoot him," she said. Everyone looked to Erica to make a decision. But before she could decide, Ben spoke.
"You didn't think of one thing, Ms. E," Ben said.
"What's that?" she asked.
'You can't threaten somebody if you have nothing to threaten with," Ben said. Then in one swift motion, he tilted his head away from the gun, and closed his eyes. Then, with all the force he could muster, he swung his head into the gun. Ms. E realized what was happening, but didn't take her finger off the trigger fast enough. Her finger clicked on it, and there was a shot, and everyone went silent. Then Ben smiled, and slumped to the ground.
"No!" Erica shouted, running towards Ms. E. Mike tried to hold her back, but she couldn't. Ms. E made no attempt to block the kick that was aimed at her face. In fact, she seemed a little shocked that she had killed Ben. She fell backward, unconscious. She ran to Ben's side, and put her fingers on his neck.
Nothing.
Then she put her fingers on his wrist.
Nothing.
Finally, she put her fingers on his heart.
Nothing.
She slumped to the ground and weeped.
Professional Agents soon arrived and took Ms. E away.
But Ben was dead....
Now, there was only one place in the school that was occupied.
The Funeral Grounds.
Everybody had arrived to say their parting words. Zoe, Mike, and Erica gave (with lots of crying involved) speeches about what type of person Ben was. They said he was funny, energetic, a great person, and they would never forget him.
Inside, Erica blamed herself for even suggesting to go defeat Spyder. Now Ben had died because of her. She knew she would not be able to love anyone ever again.
After the ceremony, Erica was pulled aside by a few agents. They handed her a piece of paper. Confused, she read it.
Dear Ice Queen,
Hi Erica. Sorry it had to be this way. You probably have a billion questions, so i'll try to answer some. Yes, I knew that Ms. E was going to be there that day. Yes, I purposely got captured in order for her to get captured. Yes, I killed myself on purpose.
Just know that none of this was your fault. I had it all planned out.
If I had to choose one way to die, it would be for my country.
Hey, at least on my grave-stone it'll say Defeated an evil organization!!!
Anyways, that's all. Bye.
Love,
Benjamin Ripley
Erica's eyes teared at the note. She handed it back and walked silently to her room. She stayed there for several days. Zoe and Mike tried to comfort her, but to no avail.
It took awhile for Erica to actually comprehend it. Ben was dead. And she couldn't change that.
And she would never recover for it.
His death would be forever deep in her heart, same as the closing of his note.
Love.
Sniffle sniffle. I'm sorry, I got the feels writing this. How about you guys? I'm sorry. Next one shot I write will be happy. I promise. But for now, let me cry over this. Bye.
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