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As we entered the room where all the screens were, we were met by three people that were in front of their computers. I’m not sure what they were doing, but all of a sudden the screen pulled up, as we saw a bright room with a brown desk. There was a man with white hair, dark skin, wearing a suit, and an older man with brown skin that looked like an Indian with a short beard. Both of them were standing up as Mr. Drails sat down in his seat.

“Oh, our earpieces!” Nikki shouted, as we all got our earphones.

I plugged them into my ears, as voices began to make themselves known to us. “Hello, Drails,” the man with white hair greeted, “I’m glad you could come.”

“Of course,” Mr. Drails replied. “You know why I’m here.”

“Yes, indeed,” the man replied, “but I must ask you a question first. Have you seen anyone with black long hair walk through the halls by any chance?”

Mr. Drails shook his head, “But what do I know? I’m blind.” The man chuckled, and then said, “But it doesn’t surprise me.”

Mr. Drails’ eyes widened as the other man asked him, “Do you know anything about Charlie?”

“Yes, in fact I came to talk to you about it,” Mr. Drails said. “Now, Mr. Ortega, we know that Charlie was compromised by the BMO recently correct?” Mr. Drails said as Ortega leaned back, nodding his head. “Well then we can work on this together. Now we know that Charlie’s being controlled by someone who knows a lot of information about what we’re doing and is aware of the mission.”

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“What mission?”

“We were building a weapon called the Xeno to help us, but somehow the BMO knew about our idea, and ended up stealing our weapon.” Shock went through all our faces. “That’s why they captured Charlie!” September said, looking at us, as we were all shocked.

It made so much sense though, I couldn’t believe it.

“They took our weapon,” Ortega said, leaning forward from his seat in front of his desk, as the other man leaned forward as well. Mr. Drails nodded, trying to hide his consternation, “That’s right.”

“So what do we do now?” the Indian man said with a stern look on his face as Ortega answered, “We have two options. Destroy or steal it back.”

Mr. Drails nodded, looking around the place, “And that’s where you come in.”

Ortega looked surprised, “Me?”

“Yes,” Mr. Drails replied with a grin on his face. “I want all the folders and information based on Charlie and the Xeno.” “Why?” Ortega asked, puzzled.

“Because I want to know everything there is about the Xeno,” Mr. Drails replied. “And I know that you’re the best at this. I want it to work, but we believe there is a mole that perhaps leaked the information in your cabinet of colleagues.” Ortega looked very disturbed, but Mr. Drails continued. “I need your help to get this back.”

Ortega looked shocked as he nodded his head and replied, “Of course. Now do you have any leads?”

“Not exactly, but that’s why we need your folders. We actually had a visual on who could be the mole, and maybe there could be a connection to one of them,” Mr. Drails said. “Now since it’s your weapon, it would be best if you would assist us in getting the Xeno back. Because it would put a lot of people in danger of being in their hands. You know their intentions.”

Ortega nodded, “I see what you mean. You want me to use it to my advantage.” He paused for a moment before continuing, “But it’s going to take a lot of time.”

“Well, being that we’re working on this together, it may help you to know the fact that they are planning to attack the son of the CEO of Japan-Takeshi Kin’s son-Masaru Kin,” Mr. Drails said. “We don’t know when they plan on doing this sadly.” Ortega looked horrifed and completely disturbed, as Mr. Drails continued to talk, “We have some information that might help us though.”

“What kind of information?”

“Well,” Mr. Drails started to answer as he looked around the room with his eyes closed for a moment and then responded. “We know they plan on attacking when he’s returning, so if you could find their plane ticket for us, that would be exceptional for us. We could help save Masaru Kin and find the leader behind all of this.”

Ortega nodded, and began to fool around in his mouth, as he was thinking. “I think I have an idea where their plane ticket is stored.” Mr. Drails looked at him and smiled. “I hope we find this soon,” Mr. Drails said, looking at him with a determined expression, “because if they have our weapon, then we don’t stand a chance.”

“Don’t worry,” Ortega said with a smirk on his face. “We’ll get it back.”

“I hope so,” Mr. Drails said, getting up from his seat, “and thank you for letting mecoming here today.”

“My pleasure,” Ortega said with a smile as he got up too. “We’re working together now after all.” Mr. Drails smiled and turned around, leaving the room and then walked out of the building with Ortega.

“Well that was interesting,” September said.

“Yeah,” I said in complete disbelief at what happened, “I mean I guess he did what he had to do.”

But all of a sudden, a portal opened and Mr. Drails walked out of there alone, and stretched his back. “Well, that was something new,” he said, stretching out his back as he looked up towards the sky, “I haven’t been able to relax like that in a long time.”

“Really?” Nikki asked. “That was relaxing?”

“I do that all the time. It’s my own ally,” he said. “I’m pretty sure interviewing and interrogation is in your combat class.” I shrugged, before Mr. Drails took his seat, and sighed. “Okay, for the rest of your time, I want you to train, understand?” September nodded.

We left the room, as Malachi chuckled. “This mission is getting better and better.” September nodded, agreeing with him.

“It’s not a mission yet though,” I pointed out.

“Come on, it’s definitely a mission,” Malachi said, as we walked down the hallway. “It’s a mission to stop a madman.”

“You guys are nuts,” Nikki said, looking at us with disbelief.

“But excited,” I said, as I laughed out loud. “I am.”

“What?” Nikki said as she looked at us as we passed her in the hallway.

“Well,” Malachi said with a grin as he put his hand on the door handle and looked at Nikki. “Might as well get ready.” We walked into the training center, where no one was there once again. “But here’s where I’m confused,” I said. “They knew Charlie was compromised, so how did they not question their own cabinet of who could be a mole?”

“Good point,” Malachi said.