Walking down the hall I am shaking with anger, but I know that people flying across rooms isn't something that is received as reality to most people. In fact, it was really new to us. I knew that the 6th sense had some power over people, but nothing like this before.
Well shoot. I guess it's time to leave town. I thought as we reached the end of the hall. We still have friends here, but they don't need to be discovered. "Libra, can you tell anyone who can hear that we are leaving? " I say to her, knowing that she is better at these sorts of things.
She nods and I can still see the fury in her eyes. It only takes a few seconds before I sense this message or feeling of goodbye encompass the campus.
We continue to rush towards the gates when I hear an annoyingly familiar voice. "Hey! You could at least wait for mwa if you invite mwa to come. "
I stop and turn around to see a
monkey-like face, brown skin, and black hair. "Hi Jorge, " I say slightly annoyed as I notice that everyone else turned and continued to walk. "Don't act like you aren't thrilled to see me!" Jorge said pretending to be offended. I hear mumbling coming from ahead of us and figure that they have moved on to their own conversation.
"We have to go, " I said as I turned on my heels to leave. "Well, if you insist, of course I'll come," Jorge says to no one in particular.
"Why are you even out of class?" Bing asks from far out in front of us as we try to catch up. "School sucks and all the people that are relatively close to my intelligence are already out the gate." Wow, he is so modest.
I can here sirens in the distance. "What the hell do they think the police going to do?" Libras words mimick my thoughts. "Who knows? Let's just blow this popsicle stand!" Queen says as we continue our escape.
"Okay, head to HQ," I say, as we all know the drill. Our short tempered minds and hearts for justice (or at least we like to think this) make moving around the normal for us.
We take a short cut threw the back parking lot, and start heading down the road. "Running, why is it running?" Bings words mimick all of our thoughts.
We are about 100 feet away from the abandoned building and quickly make our way around back. As we rush threw the bush in the back, I see a police car.
"Wow. Are you guys new at this? That was really close." Jorge ever so kindly informed us. Everybody gave him a death glare. "If it wasn't for you it wouldn't have taken half that time," Libra retorted.
"Oh! Thats what took you weirdos so long," a familiar voice welcomes us. "Ginette!" Bing, Queen, Libra and I shout. "My peoples!" She responds very happily to us.
"Sheesh. I didn't get that kind of welcome," Jorge says rather bitterly. "Please, you know you love me," Ginette says sarcastically.
"Guys. I am just so happy we are all together now," I say kind of randomly. We all stand there for a moment just admiring our friendship.
"Well, umm, I hate to brake up this reunion, but can someone explain to me what happened and why we are in this shack?" Robert asks.
The rest of us, except his sister, share that 'oh we totally forgot that they were here' look. "Umm, well lets start with the easy part; this is HQ." I start saying. "Fire 'er up!" Libra shouts.
Ginette goes to the wall and flips a board. The lights come on and like in all the high-tech movies a few screens flip out of the wall on the right and a control board from the floor in front of them.
As soon as everything settled, the course of ahh's still going threw the room, the monitor rang. A familiar face popped up onto the screen. "Hi Agent W!" We all said. She is our official government executive and is in charge of all of our affairs. She managed to pull a few strings... quite often to keep me, Queen, Libra and Bing together. In fact for the past 3 years, even under all the pressures we put her through, she managed to keep us in one place. Very recently she informed us that some of our closest school friends, Ginette and Jorge were part of the organization, too. She looked abnormally pale and shaken up as she began to ramble. "Oh thank goodness they are there. What were you guys thinking? I am so angry at you guys, well maybe more proud. How did you do that? I mean I feel the power shift, but was that from you guys or did you guys just use it? Why did you take them with you? I am actually really happy that you guys took them. Oh, I was so worried when I saw the news."
"Woah, breathe-" "M-m-mom?" Queen was quickly cut off before anything could be figured out. My head snaps back to see Robert staring in disbelief at the women on the screen. Holy crap! Holy crap! Agent W is Roberts mom?!?!?!? She is Mrs. Weaver!!!!! Everything finally clicks as my mind reels everything in.
Agent W smiles like a knowing mom seeming to have finally gained her composure. "Yes honey its me. Robert, Alexias are you guys okay?" She asks very gently, but the anger behind her voice is obvious to everyone with ears.
"Umm, I think we are okay, but I am so lost," Robert replies with a hopeless tone. "Some people know nothing about the world around them," Jorge mutters only loud enough for the 6 of us to hear.
Agent W explains in short about what is often simply called "the things you cant see". She also explains that it has a very long history in their family.
Suddenly her face drops, "Well now we have to relocate you guys too," she chokes on the last word and looks immeasurably sad. "If it helps, no one saw Alexias at all," Bing adds in her quite, kind voice. Agent W face brightens as she says "That helps hugely! She doesn't have to leave me now, and Robert, you were just about the right age to discover it, at least for our family."
The mood in the room is once again joyous and Robert is taking all of this extreamly well. "So, what school are we being transferred to?" Ginette asks.
"None," Agent W's smile widens, "You all are old enough and, for the most part," acknowledging Robert, "experienced enough to start on missions. You guys, even as what society refers to as children, are easily among the most powerful in the whole agency."
We all look at each other, to confirm what we already know, nodding it is unanimously agreed; we are ready for this.