Spy Mage System -
Chapter 105
105 Arguments
We’ve been driving for probably a few hours since that crazy situation with those TSA agents, and we were all in shock from what had happened back there. But now we were just so exhausted that we just wanted to stop somewhere and get some rest. Or at least I did.
Greg seemed fine, as if nothing had happened. But I knew that he had to be feeling something more than just okay about the situation right now. He had to be feeling something very strong for it to affect him like this right now. Maybe he isn’t showing it or maybe he is, but he was probably scared to death right now like me and everyone else in this car right now.
“So what do we need to do now?” Greg asked, as he looked at me with his eyes open wide with a slight expression of fear.
I just stared at him with a blank look on my face for a moment as I tried to figure out what to say at this moment.
But then Vickie responded, “Get to the airport. We want to get to Russia as fast as we can, just so that we can get away from these agents.”
“Makes sense, but should we go there now?” Malachi asked, looking up at me as if I could answer him.
I just nodded my head yes and looked back at him and said, “Yes.”
“No,” Greg said. “We just escaped from one of the craziest chases of all time, with this robot sitting by you, and you immediately want to get on a plane?”
Silence filled the car for a moment before September spoke up and said, “That’s what I would do.”
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“Why? That’s dumb, that’s insane!” he shouted, shaking his head as if he couldn’t believe it.
“Well, because they’re chasing us right now. So we need to go somewhere that’s far away from here to get away from them,” September said. “You don’t want to end up getting killed in your own sleep by them.”
“Makes sense,” Nikki said, agreeing with her words.
Malachi looked up at me as if he was begging me to agree with him and tell Greg to not be so stubborn. But Greg didn’t seem to balk at anything anymore. He just shook his head in agreement with Nikki and Vickie as if they were right on the money with their advice.
I wasn’t sure what to do at this moment, but I felt like if I didn’t agree with them, then they might become mad at me later for not taking their advice into consideration, which would make them even more mad at me.
“Okay, how about we vote then,” Malachi said, raising his hand into the air as if he was asking us a question in class.
Nikki raised her hand next and said, “Okay, I vote we get on the plane right now.”
“No!” Greg shouted, looking back at her with a frown before turning back around to look at me.
I looked back at him with my lips pressed together tightly as I tried to stay as calm as possible in this situation. I was already shaken as it is from the chase, but I wasn’t about to tell him that.
“I vote we get on the plane too,” Vickie said.
“I say we will try to rest for now,” Tisiah said. “What if they try to attack us while we’re at the airport? What do we do then?”
“He has a point,” Malachi said, looking at Greg before looking at me.
“Yeah,” Greg said, nodding his head. “If they did that then we need to be prepared for that and be able to handle them. Let’s just get to a hotel or something, it’s three against two.” September took a big breath and sighed heavily.
I could see the anger and frustration in her eyes as she stared at Greg in a glare as she spoke up, saying, “No, Greg. We can’t. I’m not gonna risk our team again.” Vicki shrugged. “Maybe I can ask Captain Vance to send some agents to watch us, he might do so.”
“You never thought to tell us that?” Tisiah asked, as Vicki shrugged her shoulders, not saying anything in reply.
“We need to rest for now and let our adrenaline die down,” September said with a sigh as she closed her eyes slowly. “It’s for the best.”
“Yeah, but isn’t the FMA warehouse in a certain situation, if you know what I mean,” I said. “They most likely already dealt with it. I’m pretty sure they tried coming after us before the Cybertron went Rambo mode. The Cybertron turned its head at me, like it was staring at me.
Greg just shook his head from side to side slowly and said, “That’s not important right now. The point is to rest, and plus we didn’t even think about buying a flight to Russia.”
“Oh yeah...” I muttered. Yeah, it was probably best we found a place to stay, but it would’ve been nice if we had gotten our plane tickets first and then go look for somewhere to stay. I felt like it would’ve made things easier for us instead of having to replace somewhere to stay right now, and worry about getting killed before we even get to pay for our ticket, which was another thing I didn’t think about until now.
But I was so busy trying to figure out a way of getting out of this crazy situation that I didn’t think about that until now.
Now I had time to think, and it was making me feel extremely tired because I knew that I had been pushing myself hard and I was getting exhausted from all of this stuff.
“Is any hotel close here?” Malachi asked, as he looked back at me with his eyebrows raised in a question mark. I shrugged, giving him the same expression with my shoulders and nodding my head. “Most likely not,” September answered wryly, closing her eyes again.
“You guys are staying at a hotel,” Greg said with an angry tone.
“We already know that,” September said an annoyed voice as she sat back into her seat.
“Well then how about you replace one for us too? We all need to work together here,” Greg said with a slight annoyed tone as well as a little bit of frustration in his voice.”
“Alright, how about we all calm down here,” Tisiah suggested, licking his lips nervously and looking back and forth between everyone before turning back towards me and asking, “How about we just replace somewhere to rest for now, like a garage or something. For now Nikki, just order us some plane tickets or something.”
“Why not just give them a fake one there,” Malachi asked, as all our eyes watered up from the exhaustion in this situation.
I could hear Tisiah breathing heavily. “Yeah probably for the best,” he said with a deep sigh.
“Let’s just replace a garage or something,” I said, a little frustrated at all the arguing that was going on between everyone right now. We were all tired and we just wanted to get out of here and replace a place to rest and figure out what we should do next. “Yeah,” everyone said in unison.
I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me as I let out a heavy sigh myself as I closed my eyes slowly and tried to relax a little bit by taking deep breaths in and out. It was probably the best feeling, or I’m just overexcited or something, but I felt a little better as I continued to take deep breaths and relax a little bit more.
As I looked up, I saw one of those tall parking lots for hoarding cars, with cars everywhere, and trucks, and motorcycles parked in it, but all of them seemed empty right now as there was nobody here and I started to get excited because I knew that replaceing somewhere to stay in meant that I could sleep.
Finally, sluggishness began to overtake my body as I looked over at the garage again and smiled as I saw that there was a huge sign out front of it that said ‘Parking’ and ‘Garage’ with an da-da-dum symbol on it and it was one of those old school garages that you would’ve seen back in the day, the ones that you had to pull down those metal doors using these ropes that were tied or something like that.
Doesn’t really matter anyway, we can finally sleep in peace.
September pulled into the garage slowly as everyone in the car began to get out of the car and stretch their legs a little bit as we all sighed in relief. “Oh yes!” Nikki rejoiced, stretching her arms over her head as she laughed from a relief.
As we all stood there and looked around, it seemed like this parking lot was mostly used by food trucks or something. I’m not sure but, but it looked like the garage was open at the moment, which meant that we could go inside and use it for the night or something.
And that’s exactly what we did.
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