Inspirational quote: Character is how you treat those who can do anything for you.

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Kieran looked vacantly at Dr Kozak in bewilderment, not believing his ears.

"You," he pointed at Dr Kozak, "want me," Kieran pointed at himself, Dr Kozak still longingly staring at him. "To become a ssssssppp-"

And it remained elongated like that for a long time.

"...A spy, yes," Dr Kozak said to him, almost laughing in the process. "I've got way too many girl spies. I need some male ones once in a while. You in?"

Kieran didn't respond. Was this a set up? Kieran had first met Dr Kozak when he was eight and Dr Kozak was genuinely not this nice at all.

It was amazing what old age could do to you. Despite Dr Kozak currently only being 35, Kieran still thought he looked way older than that.

Kieran was looking at Dr Kozak for a very lengthy amount of time, that Dr Kozak had to pour water at his face to bring him back to reality again.

"What was that for?" He exclaimed for everyone in KOZAHKISTAN HEADQUARTERS to hear.

"You kept staring at me for way too long. I was starting to wonder if you were feeling okay or not. I tried calling your name but it was like you shut down. So throwing water at you was the only option. Sorry."

Kieran rolled his eyes, wiped his wet glasses, put them back on again and changed the subject.

"So you want me to become a spy?" He remembered.

"Yes!" Dr Kozak yelled jubilantly, almost fist bumping the air. "Well, I mean if you want to. Although it isn't really optional. If you say no, you die."

Kieran must not have heard the last part of Dr Kozak's sentence properly because he was still full on considering whether he would have liked to become a spy or not.

I mean... What if Dr Kozak has a mental illness?

What if he's secretly a villain that's out to get me?

What if he's only using me and then is going to kill me straight afterwards?

What if this?
What if that?

"Kid, if you could stop thinking stuff now, I believe I asked you a question," Dr Kozak snapped at Kieran.

"Your mind reading thing is pretty legit," Kieran told him. "I hope your telepathy doesn't last forever though. It's starting to freak me out a little bit."

"I'm making no promises," was all Dr Kozak answered back, smiling to himself smugly.

It was then that Kieran finally decided that yes, he did want to become a spy, so what Dr Kozak did was to give him a contract to sign, the same one that he gave Lauriel, however this time in baby blue, and not light pink because Kieran was a boy, not a girl, even though he was supposed to be.

"If you could just sign there in your neatest handwriting and...." Dr Kozak trailed off, then gasped once he saw Kieran finish writing his name. "Oh my god that is so neat."

He physically had to snatch the contract away from him and squint three times to see Kieran's handwriting because it was that beautiful.

"...How?" Dr Kozak asked him, looking at the contract then at Kieran. Kieran just shrugged his shoulders in return because there was pretty much nothing to do or say to that.

"That's got to be the most perfect handwriting I've ever seen in my entire life," Dr Kozak told Kieran, literally taking a picture of Kieran's signed contract since he was so madly in love with Kieran's penmanship.

"Yeah yeah. Stop fussing over my handwriting before you kill yourself because of it," Kieran told him, snatching his contract away from him. "So is this it? Am I a spy now?"

Dr Kozak looked away, then looked back at Kieran again in confusion.

"Huh? What? No no no no no no. You're not a spy yet. You have to take three very significant tests first actually."

"Tests? But I didn't revise! And I always revise for tests."

Kieran was seriously kidding himself right now.

"You can't revise for these tests, kid," Dr Kozak lectured, fully writing on a blackboard as well. "Well. You can't revise for two of them. The second test, you kind of have to revise for."

Kieran didn't reply.

"Anyway..." Dr Kozak continued, realising that he was half boring Kieran. "You're going to take three tests in the space of three days. One day equals one test. I don't usually do this but I'm going to tell you the names of the tests because I feel like I can trust you, kid."

Kieran smiled.

"Test one: The perilous obstacle course test reversed."

"Why reversed?" Kieran enquired thoughtfully.

"Because. Boys and girls get different tests. This was my idea. Girls get the normal mainstream version of the perilous obstacle course test. It was my wife's idea to split them up into dissimilar age groups."

Kieran lost interest.

"Test two: the test of justice. Just pretend that you're doing your GCSEs or A-Levels because you'll be sitting there for a very very long time in tedious exam conditions."

Kieran really wasn't paying attention right now...

"And test three. The Knife that killed me. Surprise test. Any questions? You may now raise up your hand."

Kieran raised up his hand immediately. Was Dr Kozak trying to pretend that they were in a classroom? Because there was only one person there.

"Yes, Kieran."

"Why is test three called the knife that killed me? That doesn't sound too pleasant."

"Because it is. And I can't say anything more than that. I hope you're ready as well, because your first test begins now, and my son Agent Tyrese is sending you there. Here he comes, just in time."

Just then, Agent Tyrese popped his head around the door, before entering the room fully. Dr Kozak had a lecture at him to take Kieran to test room three hundred and thirteen and that was what he did, sort of.

Kieran had forgotten the names of the tests completely. Soon after, Agent Tyrese landed in front of test room three hundred and thirty.

"Welcome to your first test, Kieran. Spider mania two."

"What happened to spider mania one?" Kieran wanted to know eagerly.

"Oh. My father doesn't want me to tell anyone. It will make him seem... Careless."

Kieran didn't reply. In all honesty, there was no reply.

"Right. Time for your first test, kiddo."

Agent Tyrese had escorted Kieran into test room three hundred and thirty where a monotonous silence filled the room.

The room was metallic and silver, nothing surrounding it, no pictures of agents or flowers or anything like that.

In the middle of a room was a metallic cubed box. Worst of all, it looked like Kieran had to take this test all by himself with no one to talk to as long as possible.

"Hang on a second?" Kieran turned back to agent Tyrese again, who was full on frowning at him now. "I thought your father said test room three hundred and thirteen?"

"I heard three hundred and thirty," Tyrese admitted truthfully.

"You know what?" Kieran told him, yawning. "Now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure I heard three hundred and thirty as well. And I can't be bothered to walk back seventeen rooms from here. Let's start the test."

Agent Tyrese grinned mischievously but said nothing else as he told Kieran to sit down on the metallic cube that was located right towards the centre of the room.

For some reason, every time Kieran had asked agent Tyrese what he had to actually do in this test, Tyrese just wouldn't reply.

Before he realised it, Kieran was already sitting on the metallic box, agent Tyrese strapping his whole body with a rope so that he couldn't move.

"What?" Kieran echoed around the room. He then eventually looked down and realised what agent Tyrese was doing.

"What the hell do you think you're doing to me?"

"Hahaha! Sucker! Really hope you die in this test!"

Agent Tyrese just sniggered at him, then cackled dementedly like villains usually did in movies, Disney movies mainly, when everything went their way and their arch nemesis was in trouble.

And without warning Kieran whatsoever, agent Tyrese left the room...

...and soon after...

...Spider Mania 2 had started.

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Moral of chapter: Don't trust Tyrese XD