The Last stand

“Dr. Drone has been doing some kind of chemical reaction to experiment his procedure during the bombing,” announced Finnick, my boss. I thought deeply to the statement as he moved back and forward from his seat.

“There must be some way to stop him. Can’t we try?” I asked Finnick desperately to know his reply as he came forward to me.

“I have been watching Dr. Drone and I know he used an simulation serum inside the bomb so that when the bomb bursts, the simulation serum goes inside each and every person’s brain and then he can control all of us,” with a huge sigh Finnick ended. “But if the bomb is touched by solid carbon dioxide, it will defuse the bomb,” he said that with a great hope and with a bright smile in his face which gave me the confidence that I will live, the world will live.

“You have to do this Martha, you are the only person who has certainly enough experience among all of the secret agents,” I felt confident, but slightly fear arose inside me as Finnick said me that.

“Are you sure I can do this?” I asked him as I felt very scared, however Finnick assured me that I would be fine and as good as a new car, I laughed.

After that I left the meeting room, where only me and my boss, Finnick could enter for important discussions like this one. I felt very angry at Dr. Drone, he was always helpful to the government but since the last incident of the accidental death of Mr. George, our minister of nations with a wrong treatment to his sickness, Dr. Drone was blamed for it and he had to take his revenge.

My heart started pounding very fast as I ran down to our office corridor with bright blue lights flashing into my eyes from each side. Our office was underground, a secret agent office so that no one can possibly find us, for American Bureau of securities and I am the Star top agent of it. And that was one of the reason why Finnick gave me the mission this time.

Beside the end of the corridor, I took the left where a subway was there. Holding the steel bar I jumped into that tube- like hole. My whole body slid and as soon as I saw the ground, I let my legs stretch straight, hoping for the flat surface. With an electrified shock though my spine, by whole body stood up as I landed on the ground straightening the hem of my shirt. I saw around, the subway ended up on the main road of Manhattan, people walked past me not even bothered what will happen to them if I fail this mission. Thinking that the whole world now depends on this mission of mine, sweat started gathering in my forehead, reminding I didn’t have much time to save the world.

I tapped on my sensor on my wrist showing me the exact time and how many hours were left. I exactly had only 4 hours to go. I wondered how I would ever make it to the bomb. My eyes again went to the sensor giving me direction to the way to the bomb- plotted area and it showed me I stood at the Upper East Side of Manhattan city and the bomb was in the Lower Manhattan.

My sensor tracts all the information been given to track down for a certain thing or a person. Now my sensor was set to the way of the bomb and this was how I could see it. It also tracked my destination from the satellite which was only launched by our own agency so that no other institute could ever see our information which had been recorded.

“Excuse me, excuse me please,” I went on saying as people started to crowd over the road. People was all over me and I was squashed by them. All I could think of at that time was of my sensor. I removed the hem of my sleeves from over the sensor and I tapped on it to a tab called the wind tab by which the molecules of my body is absorbed by the wind and so I transformed into a wind and easily I slipped into people, passing them.

After I passed the mob a voice came over from my sensor notifying me my location. I was on the Grant St road, 2 hours away from China Town. I rushed down as I increased my pace, but suddenly I remembered that I forgot something. The Solid Carbon dioxide.