Ok, so I figured out my calculations on how many chapters Im going to write for this book, and it was a shocking 40 chapters for the most, and this is my 9th chapter.

And Also, Im starting to get a bit of writer's block here, so this chapter might get a bit crappy and bad, but later in this chapter, I will improve.

Have fun!

-Hycoon

2134 hours

December 8th

Underground Sewers

Ben POV

I was following Joshua as I was tailing him towards the secret base. We were still in the underground sewers. After that incident with the mysterious agent, I became curious about where he was, and I was intrigued by the information about SPYDER. I wanted to hear more of it.

But I also followed Joshua, because If I were going to get information, maybe I would get info from SPYDER itself.

Joshua led to another tunnel that I hadn't seen before, and then headed towards a sewer hole with a ladder, so this was the real one.

I then felt my pockets and took out the key, and I blew a sigh of relief. I thought the agent had taken it.

I wonder what the other items were for. Was it more keys? Or something else?

I focused on Joshua first, whom he started to go up the sewer hole. I, for example, smelled like one.

After his gang climbed up, they closed the sewer door cap and then locked it.

Crap.

OH CRAP.

Now I was locked in this smelly sewer.

I then contacted Erica again.

"Hello?" Ben, were in Times Square, did you tail Joshua?"

"I have some bad news, Im trapped in this sewer, and I have the key."

"Where are you?" Erica said.

"I don't know, Im in a random sewer."

"This was one of SPYDERS plans of fighting, and if we faced off each other, they would do it in the sewers, where there are thousands of them."

"I don't get it. What are you talking about?"

"New York City is crowded with Police, so if we fight, it's either down the sewers, but we don't care about that right now, we need to get you out of here."

I just wondered how even people could lock a sewer.

"Look for some opening around the sewer; then you might be able to escape."

I searched around the sewers. There was a tunnel that had some cracks of light from it.

"I think I found a tunnel where it leads to some opening," I said.

"Ok then, go there, we're gonna stay in times square, you come to us, and then we leave to the hotel."

"roger that."

I then started to go into the tunnel. It smelled.

I still had my stickz on me. I took them off and dropped it on the floor, where a rat swiftly took it.

I then entered the tunnel and started to crawl through.

The tunnel was about 100 feet long, and it would take me some time.

Erica POV

I looked at times square as Ben went radio silence. We were hiding in a shop devoted to glue sticks in Times Square. The streets were still busy when it was still around 11 Pm.

We were waiting for Ben when I saw Joshua in the distance. He was headed towards the glue shop.

"Oh, we're so toast," Mike said.

"How did they know we were here?" Zoe replied.

"Well, we're about to find out," I said.

Ben POV

I had finally crossed the tunnel and found myself in another sewer hole. I decided that this hole wasn't locked because Joshua thought I had gone with the Agent to have loosened his guard.

But SPYDER never lets down their guard, so I hoped for the best and gave the sewer cap a push.

It opened.

I peeked through the sewer cap and opened it slightly. I was on the road, and a car was passing by. It was going to run over me if I didn't close it.

I saw as the car came right at me. I immediately closed the lid right as the car tires made a dent on the sewer.

Now that was a close one.

I opened the sewer cap again and escaped it. People were looking at me like I just came from the ground, which I did.

But I tried to act normal, as in a spy game, the example of brunettes third principle of going unobserved had taught me well: If you act like everything is fine, and typical, then everybody will think its normal, even if it's weird or not, like the time we used it when we landed in the Paris museum.

I tried not to look strange. Instead, I pretended everything looked normal.

It worked, people started to go back to their businesses. It felt like everything stopped for a second, and it kept ongoing.

Unfortunately for me, I wasn't an average tourist.

Because a car was aiming straight for me.

It was a car that I had seen earlier, with the 856-V9dh license. So more before they were trying to make me get pancaked.

I didn't know what to do. My legs were frozen, and a chill went my back. I couldn't move because I was so scared and nervous, essential human nature.

I thought I was going to die when I saw something up in the air.

It was a helicopter, man we were breaking the rules a lot.

But wait, the person in the cockpit wasn't SPYDER. It was someone else.

Well, if the savior had come to rescue me, he was too late.

The car was now 5 meters ahead, without thinking, I jumped like I was jump roping a car.

I landed on the windshield as the car speed 40 miles an hour.

Inside were SPYDER agents, who were now pointing their guns at me, even though the windshield gave me some protection.

The car veered to the right and left as the SPYDER agents struggled to drive as I was blocking their view. Meanwhile, the other agent opened the window and pointed his gun at me.

I panicked and lost my grip as I slipped on the car and almost got crushed on the asphalt road, but managed to grasp the headlights before I fell to my doom. My feet were flapping like a kite.

The left window then suddenly opened, revealing the driver. He pointed his gun at me. Wow, this happened again.

I had nothing to do. My only body part that was touching any part of the car was a hand, and it was a headlight that I was feeling. It was like I was holding onto a cliff but sideways.

The Agent fired the shot at me, but then wildly missed when the car veered to the left.

Now that was a close shot.

The car turned wildly and almost crashed into another vehicle, and I thought I would get crushed by two cars.

But then, right when this situation was going to get worse, the helicopter unleashed an anchor hook, which was usually used for ships.

The hook landed straight in the windshield as it shattered, then clung onto the dashboard as it stuck to there, and then all of a sudden, the car started to rise.

The helicopter was lifting the car.

We were soon rising 20 feet in the air, with, of course, police coming at us.

The good news was that whoever was rescue helicopter was rescuing us from this tragedy, and the bad news is that my hands about to slip off the headlight.

The headlights were my only hold, and since we were now in the air, the gravity was pushing me in, and I wasn't on the car, only besides it handing on.

All of a sudden, a grappling hook hit the car, and someone landed on the vehicle.

Thankfully, it was Erica and the others.

They had bruises and welts, but other than that, they survived.

"We need to get out of here," Erica said.

"First, we're gonna defeat the SPYDER agents here," I replied. "And also, can you help me?"

"Zoe, go help him, and Mike try to fight the agents. Im going to try to see whos in that helicopter."

I was shocked. Erica was so focused on the hunt. Why not just rescue me?

Zoe was about to reach for my hand when another grappling hook hit the car's headlights.

This was terrible news because I was holding onto the headlight, and we were now about 200 feet high. The headlight broke free, and for the second time today, I was falling again.