* * *

Dear, John and Xenix.

If you are reading this you have either found this by accident, we have finally decided to tell you and recruit you, or we are dead. This is very important information that we are going to tell you, so read carefully. Your father and I as you know started out poor until Xenix was ten and John was fourteen. What we did was create a business ourselves that became a success and provided us a lot of money. We created the U.A.G.A. Yes me and your father were the head and top of this organization, we are, or were, spies. We are telling you this because we would like the two of you to follow in our footsteps and take over the business as the leaders of the organization. Your father and I will explain more if we are still around. By the way their are some weapons that are extremely rare and valuable under this paper. You can split it between you and your brother.

Love,

Mother and Father.

* * *

I raise the glass up and lock it in place. I lift up the paper and see a small compartment inside of it sits a Midnight black box. I pick it up Everyone of them looks exactly the same but they have one small difference. Every pen has a different color on the clip. One has a solid gold color, another has a navy blue clip, one has a black shade, one is a lime green color, and the last one is a dark violet colored clip.

I pick them up and they are ice cold. These pens feel normal, nothing different with them. So my parents reveal they are part of a different spy organization and they give me pens in return, that makes sense.

"What are those pens for and what did the letter say?" Scarlet asks inquisitively.

I read the letter out loud to them as I show them all of my pens.

"Do you guys have any clue what the organization U.A.G.A is, or what it means?" I ask looking over at Scarlet and the other kid.

"I actually know something. We were allied with them about three years ago but they mysteriously disappeared, no one has seen them since then," I listen the older kid say.

"That is actually useful information, thank you," Scarlet says thankfully and kindly.

"Okay, well, I'm going to write that down so I guess these pens can go to use," I joke.

I pull out the lime green one and place it in my hand. It's still freezing cold. You can tell that no one has handled these pens in ages. I move my thumb up to the top of the pen. I push it down and I hear a click I look down and I don't see any point. I look up over at Scarlet whose head is turned towards the older kid. I look down and see him on the ground. He isn't moving at all I concentrated and see that he is breathing but he isn't moving.

"Awesome, my pens stun people!" I exclaim.

"Umm... you just stunned him." Scarlet states, pointing at the guy.

"Oh, yeah," I say uncaringly.

"So what are we going to do? How to we get him out of the house?" Scarlet asks looking out the window.

As she says that we hear a faint sound. Sirens. Police sirens.

"We need to get out of here right now," Scarlet anticipates.

I go over and pick up the kid and throw him over my shoulder. He almost crushes me.

"Scarlet, come help!" I yell almost losing my breath.

"We have to get out of here! Just leave the him!" she yells over the wails of the sirens.

"What would the commander say?" I yell defensively.

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⏰ Última actualización: Jan 24, 2016 ⏰

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