in Utah
May 7th, 2003
"Well, Alex you've become quite the agent"! clapped Jake. "Shh! they could come back any minute" whispered Alex. And sure enough, 1 person came in carrying a fifty-nine milimeter. "That's Derek, my arch-rival when i was working for secret services" hissed Alex through the closet. Suddenly Dereks eyes darted over to the closet. "Ah, Alex and old mr. Jake" he said. Alex jumped out and hit the fifty-nine milimeter out of Dereks hands. "Sorry, Derek" hissed Alex "preperations and manners have to be taken into consideration". "Ah, most spies and agents can sense whats happening befire it happens because of clues and looks over-looked by other, but you, Alex stumoed me" chuckled Derek, "Why not? lets sit down". "You think i don't know you, Derek, you always carry a P-74 silent in your coat pocket" said Alex. Derek through the P-74 silent on the ground "you happy"?. Alex, from clues only spies can see, knew that Derek would try to stab him in the chest with a knife. "And the knife, Derek, i wouldn't want to be stabbed in the chest by 'accident'" said Alex. Derek looked astonished, evidently Alex was a better agent and spy then Derek was. They sat down. "So, Alex you'll have to come with me" said Derek coldly. "I AM NOT GOING ANYWHERE, TRAITOR"!!!! yelled Alex. "Oh but you are, Alex, you see there was one thing you over-looked and that was this" said Derek as he spins 95-auto in his hands. Alex looked beaten. He got up and so did Derek. "forgetyou ever saw this happened, old man or we'll be on you as fast as you can shoot a bullet" roughed Derek. Derek shoved Alex into the car. "Beaten at kast, ickle Awex baby"? laughed Derek. He got in the car. He reached for the sterring wheel but that was a mistake. Alex twisting his arms back and used the rope that his habnds were tied in, to tie Derek. Then he scraped his end of the rope on the knife, and was free. "Derek boy, this is the end" said Alex. He looked away at a noise, and in the second that he turned back around, Derek was gone. "How could i be so stupid"? Alex moaned. He got Jake and they went in the car at 95 miles per hour. Alex was shooting the 95-auto like crazy, shooting the bikers trying to kill him.
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