Spy Mage System
Chapter 203

203 Riding Around

Today was the day: the day where we would go to D.C and stop Dr. Mord. It was gonna be a long time between Las Vegas and Washington D.C, like how many hours...like a couple of days or so. Immediately, we made our way towards the lobby and Agent Nelson was there, and I could feel the intensity of the stare she was giving us.

“You guys know what to do?” she asked us sternly, but I couldn’t tell if she was being serious or not. I didn’t know if we knew what to do or not. I didn’t know if it would be a good idea or not. We were so scared of what might happen if we didn’t do the right thing. I looked at Nikki, “Do we really know what to do? Like...do we have a plan or something?”

“No, but we know our objective,” she responded. “Find the virus which I hope Agent Max already has ready. It’s just us five, September, Malachi, Tisiah, you and me.”

I shook my head and let out a nervous sigh. Nikki kept looking at me with her eyes narrowed. She didn’t have much to say to me, but she still looked mad at me for some reason. Or maybe it was me that had caused her to look that way.

“Are you okay?” she asked me as if I was a kid who got in trouble.

I laughed nervously, “Yeah, I’m fine,” I replied, shaking my head again. “We’re ready.”

“Now, here is the game-plan, okay?” she said, looking at us while pointing to the screen. “We’ve checked out the base and its big, to be honest, and we haven’t found anything yet, but we will. Dr. Mord is very smart so he will make sure of that. But we have one advantage over him.”

“What’s that?”

“Surveillance,” Agent Nelson said with a wide grin, as if this was a joke and not real life. Agent Max then typed something on his laptop and turned around and looked at us. “The drones are fully loaded with sensors so we can monitor Dr. Mord’s actions and movements, but also the entire base at the same time.”

.....

“Ooh, nice,” I said. She nodded. “There are five guards at each corner of the first floor, there are four guards on each side of the second floor, three guards on each side of the third floor, and only two guards on each side on the fourth floor.” She showed us the image on the screen and the path that she thought was correct.

“Use the shadows to your advantage,” she said, turning to us. “The guards don’t move as much as they did when we were stealing the folders from that one lab.” I sighed in relief, knowing what happened that day, but that didn’t mean it was going to go well for us today. It just means that hopefully it would be easier to get past them and into Dr. Mord’s office.

“There are a total of fourteen guards stationed around the entire base, but no other scientists except for Dr. Mord,” Agent Nelson continued. “I have access to his security system so we should be able to disable the alarms if need be.” I nodded in agreement as Agent Max continued to move the screen through all the floors.

“I’m gonna need another nap after this,” Malachi muttered with a deep sigh, leaning back in his seat. He was really out-of-it, but he still helped us out with our plan and get us this far. We needed him and I knew he was tired, but he was doing something good here. “Alright, get set up before we leave for Washington D.C,” she said, as we got up and headed over to our dorms.

I checked my belt.

Gun, knife, grappling hook, flares, grenades, batons, and more-and my gun was loaded with armor piercing bullets. My wand was ready and charged, and I was ready for anything.

This was going to be a dangerous mission.

It wasn’t just because of what we were about to do to Dr. Mord, but also the virus that he may hold. It will be super dangerous, but I’m ready-I hope.

I walked out of the dorm, heading up the stairs where everyone was ready. Next thing you know, Fulton ran up to me and sighed. “Oh, Fulton!” I said with a joyous relief, looking into his eyes as he stared at me. “You’re okay!” he said, his eyes brightening in happiness.

“I am,” I replied as I gave him a hug.

“Well, ready for this?” he asked, and I nodded. “Depends if everyone else is.”

He nodded in agreement before he turned back to me, holding my hands. He then looked over at September. “Are we good?” he asked her.

She smiled back. “We’re good, let’s go get Mord.” Immediately, all six of us made our way to the yellow elevator. We rose to the top floor, where the helicopter awaited us. “Alright, get in everyone,” Fulton said as I made my way towards the helicopter. The wind blew against my face as I approached, opening the door, and got inside. I took a seat and strapped myself in. Everyone was in the same position I was, except for Nikki-who sat across from me, facing me.

“Everyone good?” Fulton asked as I was putting on my earpiece.

“Yeah,” I responded, knowing that we were about to save the day.

“Okay, here we go-”

The door closed as the helicopter began to fly forward and I felt the force of the wind hitting me in the face. “This helicopter got some rocket thrusts behind it or something,” Nikki said as we chuckled a bit. Malachi shook his head with a little smile. “Obviously, I think.” I looked down, seeing the town get further away from us-scaling down to little toys. The clouds arrived at our doorstep as we continued to rise to the sky. “I’m telling you, these people from the BMO are crazy people,” Nikki said, and I nodded in agreement.

“Tell me about it,” I said, looking out of the small window.

“First it was Maddie Cone, now her brother,” September said. “We just woken a big family beast.”

“Who knows what the TSA are planning, because we haven’t had to deal with them in a while,” I added, and silence filled the room. Tisiah sighed in thought, “Yeah, kinda scared of them.”

“Super scared of them. They literally were hunting us-remember Demetrius Rocke?” Nikki asked, and that name made me freeze. I could still remember, and it hurt to remember.

“Yeah...” I muttered with a sigh, looking around. “Yeah, I do.”

The helicopter flew onward as we talked amongst each other. There were two windows, one on either side of the helicopter. I sat there looking out the right window, trying to see anything at all. I didn’t even know if this was even going to work or not. We knew where Mord was; however, we didn’t have the time to waste. We needed to go there fast and replace him-bring him back.

***

Soon enough sleep converted my body, and I woke up to hearing the pilot speaking. “Hey listen, we’re going to stop at one of the nearby bases in Oklahoma real quick. We need to refuel the helicopter.” I immediately woke up, eyes clicking open as I got up, noticing everyone else waking up too. “Hey, how ya’ doing?” Fulton asked me as I pulled out the earpiece and took off my headphones.

“I’m fine,” I responded. “I think.”

“Maybe we can get something to eat while waiting for them to refill,” Fulton suggested, and Malachi shrugged. “I’m fine with that.”

“Of course you are,” Nikki hissed back at him, but I looked back at her curiously.

“What’s wrong? You’re usually the first person to be starving after a long flight.”

“Yeah,” Nikki started as she opened her mouth to say something. “But Malachi eats all the time!”

“What does that mean?” I asked, confused by her tone.

“Nothing,” Nikki said, glancing away from me and smiling. “It just means he’s always hungry.” September looked at her suspiciously, as if she wanted to say more. As we approached down to the ground, I could see a bit H in a circle presenting itself useful for our landing with a few people waving their hands to direct us towards that target. The pilot flew us down towards that circle, and soon we were on the ground. The pilot immediately went over to an old man, talking into his headset and telling him to refuel us as quickly as possible.

Slowly I exited the helicopter, feeling the wind from the blades whipping my face, making it uncomfortable to breathe in. I pulled off the earpiece, hanging it around my neck as I walked over to where Fulton, Nikki, Malachi, September and Tisiah had gone, hearing footsteps walking up behind me.

I turned around, seeing a man that was about 5’10, with black hair and some freckles on his nose. He had a black jacket and pants, as well as black shoes with no logo on it.

“We’ll work on fueling up the helicopter, but just for safety measures for the FBI, we’ll have to check your identification before we let you go anywhere,” he told me, opening a badge holder that read FBI. He checked my name against his list, then smiled and nodded. “You’re good to go.”

“Thanks.”

He nodded to me as I walked away, but then stopped in his tracks. “One last thing-if anyone asks about this helicopter, it’s supposed to be part of a delivery.” I nodded as I walked inside of the elevator, which Tisiah and Nikki shortly arrived with me. As soon as the doors shut, Tisiah glanced back at me, his eyebrows raised curiously.

“What’s that about?” Nikki asked.

“I guess they don’t want anybody to know that they have this helicopter or anything related to the case,” Tisiah responded. The doors opened and I found myself completely overwhelmed by how much was going on. The lobby had a pretty dim feeling, with tables all around and instead of a big screen, it was just a bunch of cameras watching certain areas of the base.

I looked ahead, sighing at the sight. “So where do we eat?”