The house was almost like any normal house for the past three weeks with the calm atmosphere of any other. Nine was always building his crazy inventions, Six was building a proper garden for his exotic collection of plants and Four was…
Now that I think about it where was Four? He was always looking for some way to have fun without the internet. Nine made him new weapons yesterday then he disappeared.
"Don't tell me?" A sudden bang came from the attic and seconds later a second explosion came from the mountain.
I rushed towards the attic to find a childish man looking out the window with a silver and glowing blue. It almost looked as if it was alive.
The man looked at me with an awkward grin after being caught red handed. "How old were you in the simulator?" Part of me was starting to see this was not the behaviour of a middle aged man.
Four scoffed at the question as he answered "9 duh. Why do you want to know?" This felt like a punch to the face, we not only had the military after us but a 9 year old with a gun with us. It reminded me of an old saying 'its more dangerous to have an incompetent ally than a strategic enemy.'
Nine and Six ran up the attic stairs to see us "what happened we heard explosions?" We all stared at Four who was holding the rifle.
"Four. How many times have we told not to use weapons like that when we have to lie low? We're not even mad we're just disappointed."
"Uh, your going to use that parenting line Nine." Six and Nine looked at each other "No. we just wanted to see how you would react. I'm a little disappointed in the reaction though." I looked at the jokey two as they gave Four a firm speech.
After the lecture Six took the rifle with him as he walked away down stairs with a proud smile but now we had other things to worry about. That explosion will be on somebodies radar.
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In a small house in a hooded figure was typing away on a computer set up "Finally! I found you guys. After twelve years of searching I found you."
The figure sat back in it's chair with it's hands in the air to signify it's victory "Lets hope its not too late to warn them HE is coming." The figure started typing.
After they finished, they sat back into their chair and chewed their nails "God have mercy on your souls."
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[The Colonel is sending a spectre to hunt you all.
From Ghost]
Everyone had gotten this text through the neural encryption network "who's ghost?" I sat next-to the others and wondered who this ally was. "Thats a problem. He's gotten desperate to have sent a Spectre this early. Ghost is really a saint."
"Ghost is our eyes inside. He's the one who helped us find you." The room fell silent as the group planned how to prepare for our special guest coming soon.