The Anonymous

Chapter 9: Game Time

Blaze’s POV

"I'm really sorry, mate. That girl is really kind, maybe you did something that—" Neron immediately cuts his words when I sharply look at him.

"I didn't even get a chance to do something, Neron. I told you, I was smacked on my head the moment I came in." 

"So, you were planning to do something after all?" Donovan teasingly asks.

"Argh! Are you really my best friend?" 

"Oh, I didn't know you are that kind of person. What were you planning to do, you naughty Zac?" 

I slapped Wyn's hand that was roaming on my chest. I can't believe they are my friends. They were worried at first when they saw the band-aid on my forehead but after I told them what happened, they started teasing me. 

"Geez! Stop!"

They all laugh at my reaction and sit back comfortably on their seats. The boys and I are on the hub after receiving our very first mission as members of the Society.

I am busy treating my thumped head after my first uncivil encounter. That girl is really aggressive and rude, she didn’t even offer to help in treating the lump on my skull even though she knows she’s at fault.

I look at her bedroom door where she has gone to after I introduced myself to her. Clearly, she doesn’t like the idea of having a visitor.

I tossed out the used cotton ball when I felt my phone vibrate, signaling a new message. I lazily pick it up and read its content. I immediately straighten my back upon identifying the sender.

“The day has come for the 133rd General Assembly of the Society. Tonight at 2000 hours the meeting will begin. Are you ready for your first mission?”

My heart vehemently races upon reading the message sent by the Anonymous. It didn't even take a good minute before my friends started to call on our group chat.

We all stare quietly at the big digital clock in front of us. We look like high school kids waiting for summer break on that one musical movie, counting every second that is passing by. I’m so nervous and excited at the same time, and I know my friends are feeling the same thing. Oh damn! I think it’s been a long time since I felt this kind of anticipation for anything.

“Ten more minutes!” Wyn states the obvious.

We are going to join the meeting using separate gadgets and our own accounts, but we also decided to convene so that we can have each other's opinions while the meeting is ongoing.

We already set up our accounts and are just waiting for the exact meeting hours and for a link to show up. Maybe it’s a good thing that I left home a while ago, it would’ve been difficult for me to hide since my grandparent’s mansion is full of bugs and cameras.

No one dares to speak when the time hits 11PM, we just click the link individually. It brings us into a secret server where everyone aside from the H1 leader has an open cam. The H1 leader is the highest leader throughout the Society inside of Huxley. Every country has their own respected TA leaders. We can only see them when a mission needs assistance from a foreign sector of the Society.

One thing that we learned during our first week as a member is the ranking system among the Anonymous. The one that civilians always see behind the camera is the spokesperson of the Society. They belong to the top associates which they refer to as the Gramma Line. These associates are composed of the founder, the group leaders of each country and community sector, the patronizer, and the spokesperson. Aside from them, the rest belongs to the Fellow Line.