Spy school treasure hunt (DISCONTINUED BC OF WRITERS BLOCK)

Information and Chase

0200 hours

December 9th

Ben POV

Boston, Massachusets

"I see Harvard University," Zoe said.

Indeed, we saw the Greek-like buildings of Harvard University, squat in the middle of Cambridge, just outside of Boston.

"We need to focus," Erica said. "Let's go this way"

We had landed in Cambridge, just outside of Boston. We planned to "Sneak" Into Boston. We would first cross the Charles River in a bridge, then make our way up to the city. Usually, this plan wasn't decided. But Greg and the other three men( which, their names were Jeff, Kenny, and John) had first inspected Boston, and they saw SPYDER agents in random streets, pretending to be casual people. They were mostly in the Boston Harbor. So we decided to stick with the sneaking in the plan.

We all headed towards the other side of the road as a car crossed by. The other part of the plan was Jawa, Chip, Dillian, and Flapper to stay in the helicopter to monitor things with Greg and the others, to be as a backup when we arrive at troubled times.

We finished crossing the road and headed towards the sidewalk. We tried to stay like normal tourists. I even saw a SPYDER agent on the way.

But I had no intention for that right now because I was still stunned by the conversation that Greg told us earlier, and indeed, it was one of the best and intriguing convos ever.

Greg first started with the beginning. He talked about how SPYDER usually was a good organization in the Wales part of the United Kingdom. But it got corrupted with evildoers and activists, so King Geroge wanted them all to be wiped out. So SPYDER fleed towards the United States, and they got caught up in the American revolution. In the 1800s, they got revenge on Greg's nation and planted a bomb on the Buckingham palace, it didn't do much damage, but it was still severe to the United Kingdom, so Greg's ancestors made their organization and attacked SPYDER, but SPYDER somehow survived all those attacks and then escaped.

Greg also said that SPYDER also worked with many other evil organizations, including the tulip organization that Murray talked about back in the British Museum.

Greg said the tulip organization leader's name was Jenna Cuevo. The last name seemed familiar, but I couldn't catch the name from the place.

Greg then said SPYDER wreck havoced in America for the next 300 years, and nobody was able to stop them. They did everything in secret, and also took part in the assassination of Martin Luther King JR.

But their history was mostly kept secret, so Greg doesn't know a lot about them, but he does know some.

We crossed perhaps another road and kept on heading into Boston. It was a great place. It was very busy, with shops opened, with souvenir shops with an "I love Boston mug" and hot dogs stands to be bought at a price.

There were also lots of markets. Fishing Markets, meat markets, and ice cream. If Murray was with us, he would gobble up half this section.

We decided to buy ice cream anyway because we hadn't eaten much for the past day. I got a mint ice cream, while Zoe got french vanilla and Mike chocolate.

But Erica refused to eat icecream and instead, went to get a salad.

"So, our main plan is to just sneak in?" Zoe said as she was eating her french vanilla icecream. Bits of white coating from the ice cream was starting to get around her mouth.

"Yes" But our main goal is to go to the harbor, which is the hardest part of all"

"Dang, this is gonna get complicated"

Erica then finished her salad and then threw it in the trash can. "Let's go"

My mouth dropped. I didn't even eat 1/4th of my icecream.

"But we're not even done with our ice cream!" Zoe said.

"Too bad, we need to keep on moving ( Erica said.

"What the heck," Mike said, looking at me. I shrugged in return. Sometimes Erica was wired.

I decided that having a waste of ice cream was bad, so I put it in a plastic bag and melted it, so maybe later I could freeze it or use it as a weapon, although that second choice seemed better.

We continued to sneak up into downtown Boston and didn't take taxis. (Erica said SPYDER would keep track of taxis in Boston, the typical SPYDER technique.)

So we kept on walking on foot, kept close to shadows and near buildings, and then soon, we were not less than a mile from the Harbor. In which was near.

We could have made it if some old guy caught us red-handed. He looked at us, and then he screamed.

"ENEMY ALERT ENEMY ALERT!" he yelled.

I thought he had some mental problems when all of a sudden the old man peeled his mask off, revealing some other face that I had seen before

Dane.

All of a sudden, a machine gun fell on top of him. Dane grabbed it like this was a baseball instead of a 100-pound machine gun and aimed it directly at us.

Which, of course, we weren't ready for it.

Except for Erica.

She did the batman style technique. it was one of the learning skills that we had to do in spy school, the rules for escape for simple: 1. She threw a smoke bomb, a casual batman move.

then 2. She got a grappling hook. I couldn't see it, but she later told me that she used a grappling hook. I don't know why she had to use it, but she said "She was a spy, and spies can do things unpredictable.

Well, she was right.

The grappling hook hit a paint shop's roof, and Erica "grappled" out of the situation. For a second I thought Erica was abandoning us, but it turns out she was doing something else.

When the smoke cleared, Dane pointed his machine gun right at me, and when he was about to fire it when some white paint splatted Dane from the top.

Up from Above was Erica, who splatted white paint onto of Dane. Erica then jumped out of the building, did a double flip, and then landed softly on the concrete floor.

"Let's go"

She then ran, we followed her as Dane screamed from the Paint in his eyes. He tripped over a trash can as people watched him.

We ran away fast, fearing that more SPYDER agents will come. indeed, there were more coming our way. We ran towards buildings as the agents chased us with guns ready.

"This Way!" Erica said. She turned left to a random street. We were so close to the harbor. I could see the ocean.

We soon arrived as fast as we can. Bullets tore through the place while we ducked for cover.

"Grab these!" Erica said. She had goggles and flippers on her. She must have put it on like a second ago.

In her hand, there were three other goggles with blowing pipes. This would make us swim and breathe.

She also gave me slippers. We ran towards the harbor while bullet fire tore through the place.

I put on my slippers and then put my googles above my eyes. I was very close to the shore, where I can jump.

More bullets tore over like angry wasps. I then jumped, so did Erica and the others.

We splashed into the cold waters of Boston harbor. Erica told me to take a deep breath, and go down as deep as possible.

So I did.

As soon as I touched down and looked underwater, it was almost impossible to see. Everything was murky and dirty. All I could see was green water.

It was gonna take some time to find the sunken ship.