Spy Mage System
Chapter 221

221 Prison Escape

A guard was holding Nikki, throwing her around, keeping her intact in position, choking her to stillness, making sure that she could not escape his power.

I saw her eyes widen as she saw me coming closer. She tried to struggle but couldn’t escape. “Let her go right now!” I shouted, with my eyes bulging in rage, fear, and fury, as my hands began to shake and my legs were beginning to wobble like jelly.

The guard chuckled wickedly as he threw Nikki around with his wand in one hand-not knowing what to expect from me or anyone for that matter. “Oh dear,” he said sarcastically, as if he was laughing at my own thoughts of fear and panic-which seemed to wash over me again. “Let me deal with you first,” he said with a cackled smile, as he threw another flurry of attacks at me and I ducked them as they flew over me. “That was fun,” he said as his wand shot a bolt out at me-but I rolled under.

“No, not really,” I muttered, as I came in with the charge, swinging my wand before he ducked, returned with an attack that sent me back, but it only worked for a second as my Perk made him fall back and out of my way-as I kept charging forward until I got close enough to Nikki who was looking at me wide-eyed in fear-but yet-still kept her eyes on me in anger as well.

“Let her go!” I shouted again as my hands began to shake even more violently than before. The guard and I swung and our wands clashed, clanged, collided with every swing that we attacked with, but in the end, he got the best of me and shot a bolt out that hit me right in my stomach-not giving me any time to react or do anything.

I felt myself rise from the ground, into the air before I landed with a loud thud, sliding through the ground before I halted, crumpling to the ground in pain as I coughed and then wheezed, gasping for air.

Wow-that hurt.

I slowly got up onto my feet, seeing the smirking man walk towards me, his wand glowing and ready. “You know what you did?” I asked him, as my chest felt like it was burning up with pain.

The guard chuckled wickedly at me and then raised his wand with a wicked smile on his face. “Yeah, destroyed you, like I’ll do again,” he said, holding his wand firm in his hand.

.....

This man is delusional.

“I think you’re forgetting something,” I said, as my hands began to glow red again with heat and fire. I readied all my strength and threw two punches to the ground, sending a shockwave that ripped the floor, sent it towards him at flying speed, hitting him square in the chest. He fell back as I turned and ran to Nikki’s aid-and then he quickly flew back into position before he fired another blast out that struck me in the shoulder-which sent me back against the wall and then down on the floor in pain.

I was still alive-but barely-and the pain was immense, like I was being stabbed over and over again with a knife inside me and I thought for sure that I would bleed out. I was gasping for breath now and was beginning to see black around the edges of my vision, feeling myself growing weaker by the second.

I couldn’t go out to a guard.

I won’t go out to a guard.

I readied my wand, putting my hand on the ground and slowly getting up, looking at the guard stare at me. But then I felt my legs wobble, stumbling down back to the floor. Although I caught myself, I felt a heat of embarrassment warm my face, making me blush even more as I could feel sweat drip down my forehead.

This is not me. This is not what I am about to do.

But suddenly, I heard the roar of an engine, as if it was coming our way was about to crash into this room. I looked behind me, seeing light flash inside of the room, which meant a boat was near. But suddenly, bullets sprayed from the boat, crashing their way into the room. The guard fell from a load of bullets, dropping to the floor, dead.

“Get down!” I shouted to Nikki, who was staring at the dead guard with wide-eyed shock on her face-not realizing that it was her that was supposed to be in danger from him. Bullets unloaded and ripped through the walls, frightening me as I curled over Nikki to protect her, taking cover myself under the table beside her as I closed my eyes and prayed that this was all just some sort of dream that I was having before I died from these wounds.

But then it stopped, which I looked up, realizing the light blare through the room, showing that the boat was no longer near us anymore.

And then I saw someone enter through the light that shone through the door-a man. A tall man with a wand in his hands, with a magnificent structure, good posture-and a face that showed a lot of class, poise, and bravery.

“Mr. Drails?!” I shouted in shock, as he revealed himself from the light, looking at us both as if he couldn’t believe his eyes either. He took off his hat as he walked towards me-which gave him a very strong sense of authority. “Are you guys okay?” he asked, and I nodded in response as well as Nikki.

“We’re trying to replace the others, but we couldn’t yet,” I said.

Mr. Drails nodded before he stretched out from his crouched position. “Alright, let’s go quickly,” he said, with a determined expression on his face. I nodded as we got up and immediately dashed down the hall, searching for the rest of our team. I hope Malachi and them are safe, I really do, because I’m feeling guilty right now for being so selfish and not thinking about them and what they could be going through at this moment in time-all because I wanted to save Nikki’s life-but at this rate, if we don’t replace them soon-then they’re probably all dead.

The hallways seemed to stretch on forever. Everywhere we went, we saw a dead body or blood everywhere as if there was some war going on here instead of actual order.

“Did Dr. Mord actually do anything to you?” Mr. Drails asked.

“Interrogate me of how I killed his sister. The weird thing was that, when he got the footage of that time, it showed that I had stabbed her or something. It must’ve been a deep fake,” I said, shaking my head, still surprised and confused.

“I see,” Mr. Drails said, looking at me strangely for a moment-not seeming to believe me at all but not saying anything more about it. “Hopefully we can clear it up once we get back.”

“Did you guys replace the virus or something?” I asked. Mr. Drails shook his head. “But I think Dr. Mord can tell us, and he’s on this ship.” We turned the corner, seeing prisoners rush through the halls, screaming and yelling, probably fighting, in fact. But we continued forward towards the sound of fighting until we came upon a group of people who were fighting against guards and they were all being forced back with guards using their wands to hold them back.

“Stay low,” Mr. Drails said, as Nikki nodded, before we crouched ans slid by the raging prisoners, inching our way through before we finally escaped the horde.

We reached the end of the hallway and saw guards standing against another set of doors that were shut tight, not letting anyone pass through except for these men who were guards of some sort of prisoner block. But then by the side of my eye, I saw a few people that piqued my interest, showed familiarity, looked like...my friends.

“Guys!” I shouted in joy, as I rushed over to them, looking at their excited faces before I turned back to Mr. Drails. “I found them!” I shouted at him, as him and Nikki rushed over to where I was, looking at them through the chamber, with excited but sorrowful faces. “Finally, miracles have come,” Malachi rejoiced, as I laughed, looking at my friends before I smiled at them, showing that I was relieved that they were still alive-despite what had happened.

“Alright, I’m going to get you guys out of here,” I said, looking at the bars, and charging up my Perk before I held onto it, pulling it back with all my strength, as it pulled back with me, bend like straws before it exploded in a thousand pieces. “Be ready!” I said, as Mr. Drails nodded his head in understanding and Nikki readied herself by putting her hands on her hips in an action pose. She took a deep breath in and out as she began to glow a bright light green before she shot it out at the bars as they broke like glass-allowing everyone to get out of this cell.

“Perfect, alright let’s get out of here and quickly,” Mr. Drails said.

We ran through the halls before arriving to a door, which he opened, and then we pushed right through, and led to the outside. But right then and there, crewmen and guards noticed us.

“Oh, no, that ain’t good is it,” Tisiah winced.

Suddenly, like a pack of bison, they dashed at full speed towards us, with their weapons in their hands and ready to take us down, any moment now. “Run!!” Tisiah shouted, as we sped through the ship. Bullets and bolts worked together, creating a symbolic friendship to blast us completely, explode us to smithereens.

“We don’t have our weapons,” Malachi said, slowing down from his running pace slightly so we could catch our breaths-noticing that our enemies were closing in on us rapidly-which made us more than nervous since we didn’t have our weapons or anything to defend ourselves with except me, with my Perk, unfortunately.

But then, more guards began to arrive from the front, closing us in before we were surrounded by a greeting circle of men, guards, and crewmen that held their weapons at us, not showing any mercy, or any sort of grace.

“We’re surrounded, bad,” September said with worry on her face.