Agent 1 chapter 1

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Action and Adventure  |  House: Booksie Classic
Agent 1 is sent down to take down to protect student from Bin Laden's children. This is just chapter 1 and the prologue.

Submitted: October 12, 2013

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Prologue

My name is Agent 1, I work for the British Kids Secret Service. This story starts when… I was walking down the restricted corridor. The walk way was narrow and dark, the cool air was giving me chills. I had to meet the director of the British Kids Secret Service, he told me that he had an important mission for me. I finally reached the door, it was big black thick door, well it looked like a normal door but it wasn’t it was probably one of the strongest doors in the whole of Britain. There was a small keypad next to it, I pressed the call button. I was sure there was a video cam somewhere because when I pressed the call button the door made a creak and unlocked. I put my hand on the handle took a deep breath and opened the door.

Richard Dyer, the director. Stood to welcome me, he was middle aged but still looked like a fit twenties adult. ‘Come, come agent 1. Please take a seat’ Mr Dyer was wearing a thick black suit and long black trousers, which didn’t suit him. I took my seat, it was a comfortable chair. ‘So as you know agent 1, I have a very important mission for you. Probably the most important in your career’ that sent fear shivering through my back. He was so strong he turned the chair that I was sitting on making me face the TV. He turned on the TV stood next to it. Mr Dyer pointed at a picture on the TV, he was dark skinned man. I knew what I was looking at; a terrorist. ‘Mohammed fiz Bin Laden’ I knew what was going to happen, I thought, am I strong enough to go against a terrorist. Mr Dyer spoke ‘Mohammed has been quite active lately; he’s been up to something’ I cut in ‘Are we working with the Americans’ Mr Dyer nodded. ‘Ok what’s the mission’ I asked. Mr Dyer pressed a button on the remote and the pic changed to a country. ‘In Vietnam there are a group of retired agents acting as parents. Mohammed has just discovered that these people were the cause of the Americans finding Osama and killing him. So basically he is trying to get revenge by killing their Children. Now, we have asked the school to put them together in one class’. Mr Dyer handed me a piece of paper ‘These are the children names’ I didn’t understand so I asked ‘Is the mission to bring them here or something’ Mr Dyer looked at me ‘Your mission is if, only if there is a terrorist attack bring them here, Their parents have been informed and everything is set, oh and read this’ he shoved three copies that said Mission Vietnam Mr Dyer turned around and was going to sit down ‘wait why are there 3 copies’ Mr Dyer turned around in confusion ‘What?’ he asked ‘3 copies’  ‘OH he said you will be working with agent 21 and 13 for this mission, give it to them please’.

Finally I had got a mission with my best of friends.

Chapter 1- Crush at first sight

Well I am half Indian. My cover name Abhishek Patki, a well know name in India. Agent 21 became Andy Bui, Andy or Agent 21 was half Australian half Vietnamese. Agent 13 as James Smart, agent 13 was full British. I still remembered when I was agent 41; the numbers classifies your ability in the whole of the agents. We were all in the same class which made it a lot easier to know what was going on.

I got out of the black Fortuner, first day you’re supposed to bring your parents so I got a pair of MI7 agents and so did the others. I entered with them, Agent 21 and 13 were following me with their group. I entered the class room, all faces turned towards me. I kept my gaze down and walked to a deserted table. I took a seat then agent 13 and 21 followed and sat next to me.  The teacher spoke ‘Well my name is Robert Marsh I will be your form teacher for the rest of the year. I am new to the school and I am aware some of you are to’ he looked at us, me in particular. Mr Marsh was an MI5 ex-agent. He had agreed to help us. He was an old man in his tie and t-shirt and long trousers. ‘Please may the new students come up and introduce themselves. Me and the other 2 stood up and walked to the front of class, Agent 13 went first ‘My name is James Smart, I am 12 I come from Britain’ ‘Thank you’ said Mr Marsh.  He nodded at me ‘My name is Abhishek Patki you guys can call me AB if it’s easier, I am 13 and I come from India.’ I didn’t hesitate to add the part that you can call me AB. Then agent 21 went ‘My name Andy Bui, I am 13 and I come from Australian’. Ok Thank you please introduce yourselves’ Mr Marsh pointed at the class. ‘You start’ he nodded, at a boy in thick black outline glasses. He was definitely an Asian the boy spoke ‘My name Tom Lee I come from Korea’ ‘ok’ said Mr Marsh. That boy had an attitude. I looked at the next person. My heart suddenly felt heavy, it was a girl. She was beautiful, I could see the joyfulness in her eyes; her smile perfectly curved. It was official, it was not even an hour of the first day and I already had a crush. ‘My name is Kirsty Stewart, I come from Scotland.

I was so lost in my feelings; I had no clue who the other people were. My first lesson Drama, I hadn’t acted for a long time. Drama was awesome; the teacher Mrs Astley was quite kind. The day way along until brake came. I set out to look for Kirsty, I couldn’t find her anywhere. I met up with agent 13, ‘Hey James right. He nodded. Why don’t we go and sit in the library’. The library was quite, ‘give me information page’ I told agent 13. He took his laptop out and we sat in the corner, ‘here’ he gave me the laptop and I signed into my account. I searched up Kirsty Stewart; her latest pic came up with a tonnes of info. ‘Why you looking at her?’ asked agent 13, ‘I don’t know’ I answered. Agent 13 understood ‘someone’s got a crush’ he teased. ‘Shut up’ I said shyly. ‘Where is Agent 21, let’s go look for him.

The bell rang to tell us the last period had ended; I got up and walked outside with the whole class ready to go home. I walked behind Tom, overtook him; I was walking behind Kirsty until agent 21 pulled me back. He waited for them to go ‘where you going? Remember we have a meeting with Marsh’. ‘I messed up’ I told him ‘let’s go’. We ran back to the room, ‘what were you doing?’ asked Mr Marsh. ‘Nothing’ I replied. ‘Well next time it shouldn’t happen’ Mr Marsh’s tone changed.

I was in my room with my fake parents. ‘So how was it?’ asked Mr English. ‘AH great, their friendly and nice, all that you know’ I told him. Mrs English looked at me ‘Any cute girls’ she asked, I looked at the ceiling ‘there is one girl’ and I looked at her and gave a smile, she replied with a smile. I had hard time sleeping thinking about Kirsty she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I woke up sour throat, I had been informed, that the school had a safety drill in case they got attacked which was good for us. It was the 6th period, French, Miss Bellaoui had already closed the blinds, and there was a speaker in the room. The speaker boomed Lockdown! Lockdown! Everyone looked around at the teacher. Miss Bellaoui calmly said ‘Right I want to you to hide there and there’. The class took their place. Miss Bellaoui locked the door and hid behind a tall drawer. The head subject teachers went around seeing if the door were locked and banging on them like someone who would do that. After a while of crouching the speaker spoke ‘This is just a drill, this is just a drill. Please continue with work. Thank you’. It was the voice of head teacher. There was no point of doing more French it was lunch time already. I walked downstairs to the playground. There was nothing to I could down there expect play a tennis ball game they called handball. There were four squares, the king square which serves the ball. The queen, bishop, and peasant square. The point of the game was to hit the ball, make it bounce on your square and then someone else’s square. If you didn’t bounce it on your square or you hit it out you moved to the peasant square, then everyone moved up. There was a line, if the peasant was out he had to go to the back of the line and the first person from the line gets in.

I tried to play it, but I was a failure. In the library it was cool and sweet music in the background. It was quite big with computer in the middle, bookshelf’s surrounded it. There was a quite area for people who wanted to do work on their laptops. Mr Jack the librarian was quite strict, if you got to loud you get kicked out of the library. I was walking to look for interesting books. I loved to read, I was looking for a book until ‘Hey Ab right?’ I turned around facing Kirsty. I knew how to talk to girls so I said ‘Yeah, Your Kirsty right?’ she smiled and she asked me ‘Hey do you understand History Homework?’ here was my chance ‘yeah I actually finished already, quite like history’. ‘That’s great would you help me?  She asked me. I nodded and followed her to the table she was working on’.  I sat next to her. I pointed ‘Ok look the homework was to finish this grid, now you already finished it, now you have to pretend, that you’re a peasant and write a letter to the government in that time. Except we send to Mr Perera’ she smiled at me ‘Thanks a lot?”. She looked at me you’re a really nice guy’. I didn’t know what to say, so I just smiled back at her. Then she left with her books.


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