Spy Mage System

Chapter 23: September

When our classes finished, I tried to search for September. She appeared to have just gone with the wind, or just disappeared in my sights.

You know, if I brought the team with me on this, I’m pretty certain I’d have to a lesser degree an opportunity to get completely – brutally killed by her. I looked around, taking through the lobbies and surveying up the stairs, but I couldn’t find her.

As I went downstairs, I saw a similar figure or some likeness thereof, but the face wasn’t anything like it should be and I continued to look. Being that I checked the stairs the main spot left was the cafeteria, which not a lot of individuals were entering into.

This must be the spot.

I went into the cafeteria and tried to search for her, moving from one side to another before my eyes caught onto her, just sitting there.

That’s right, just sitting there.

This time, however, my walk over to her was much slower-about two inches per step. I didn’t want to frighten her, but I also didn’t want her to terrorize me and ultimately kill me.

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But then she tracked down eyes with me, and they were filled with hatred. She took a gander at me sternly, her face seemingly to almost snicker, but the face didn’t actually want to move.

She thought down, and she laughed a couple of airy breaths, and afterward she took a gander at me – as though I should be gone. She continued to chuckle after that, but the last one was more coarse, as if she were a bull or something.

There was silence, a moment where she continued to stare at the work area vacantly.

But then, she charged at me and held me by the throat, pinning me to the wall. My windpipes felt as though they were gradually crumbling by the moment, and my body started to shake a little.

“What are you doing here?” she asked with a rough but destructive voice. “What are you doing here?”

“To – to – to tell you something!” I said, trying to get her hands off me, but then she just shut in tighter and presently my pipes were crushing at a faster rate.

“You dumb little brainless kid,” she said. “You didn’t hear what I just said, did you?”

“I did,” I said. “It’s just I have an arrangement that could – ” she shut in tighter, and presently, my body was beginning to flail around, with my legs sliding across the floor in order to get out.

My pipes gradually started to squish and squash, and my breaths felt hard and painful to get into.

“This is what happens when you don’t listen to directions, kid,” she said, with a smile that widened with her bright teeth. Her eyes became red and she started to shake me, as her laughs became menacing constantly.

Then she punched me, straight at the side of my face and I dropped to the floor, trying to heave for breath. She peered down on me, laughing and smiling with her eyes bloodshot red at this point.

“Sept – t – ember,” I stammered pitifully. “I have an idea, to possibly get us denied from being blacklisted.”

She peered down at me with her head turned sideways, with her frightening smile that was still painted onto her face, but then she snatched me by the neckline of my shirt and afterward generally sat me down.

“Alright, say your idea,” she said.

I sighed. “Alright listen, I was thinking we do the mission – ”

I started to hack, and my throat started to consume. September took a gander at me concerningly, which actually made me grateful for that.

” – ourselves, and on the grounds that we accomplished it, he’ll likely renounce the blacklist,” I said, trying to catch my breath.

She sighed and sat down, as her eyes gradually became typical white, instead of the red that appeared to represent her thirst for blood. “That would just – get us kicked out.”

“But what is there to lose?” I said. “We can show him that we are worthy of being official government agent mages, after this is our first mission.”

I sighed and sat by September, still feeling a bit uncomfortable to do so except if she just turns psychotic again.

“I failed my first test – yes I know – so they said it was most likely uncommon that I was going to get any sort of mission until I did another test the next year, but I was fine with that. The main motivation behind why I’m doing this is a result of you all. My mistake shouldn’t have ruined your lives so I want to fix it,” I said.

She took a gander at me and laughed. “Of course, I mean you are right, what is there to lose?”

I gestured. “For reasons unknown you were so elusive, in fact I at first thought I saw you walking through the lobby, but the face didn’t look like ya, so I went away.”

Out of nowhere, September’s eyes widened and she took a gander at me and afterward she overviewed around, and afterward she took a gander at me again.

“OK, get under the table now,” she requested, looking this way and that.

She got her wand out and she started to look behind the walls of the cafeteria.

What was happening?

Was this a joke of some kind?

But then out of nowhere I heard fighting happening behind me. I shivered in dread and I had no real option except to run out and see. Also, when I got out, shock immediately sprinkled onto my face. I saw September and the other carbon copy tussling with one another, with her throwing extreme catastrophes for the face. Abruptly the individual threw September off of her, and quickly tried to bounce onto her feet. But then September thrusted her leg from the beginning she tackled the individual, and afterward they both crashed onto the ground.

“Let go of me!” shouted the individual, who was presently screaming.

September held her by the neck, gradually crushing the neck to where she started to wince and gag. Her arms flailed around the spot and her voice sounded distorted, scarcely being ready to try and say a word. “Who accomplish you work for?!” September shouted.

The individual hacked and wheezed for air, and afterward gazed toward September with her dim eyes.

“I’m not telling you anything,” she said with a chortle that gave me a shuddery feeling. “Then don’t,” September said, and she crushed her head into the ground, knocking her out. I took a gander at her with dismay, and September adjusted her hair. “We definitely know where she was from, and she was definitely trying to kill me. I’ve never seen assassinations so frequent like this year.”

Out of nowhere, we heard footsteps and it was the rest of the gathering who wound up in confusion once they entered our presence.

“What on earth occurred here?” Malachi asked, his face filled with shock and some curiosity.

“Somebody tried to assassinate September by looking like her, presumably so nobody knows,” I said. “Indeed, that’s what she said.”

“Indeed, did you tell her about the arrangement,” Malachi inquired.

“Yeah, I did,” I said. “I think we got the entire gathering now.” Tisiah then said, “So what’s the arrangement?” And I ended up at a corner, mainly in light of the fact that I didn’t think I was going to get this far.

“Um, I don’t know, I surmise we got to design,” I said. “Didn’t think every one of you all were actually going to concur.”

“Indeed, since we have, presently we really want to perceive how we get to Britain and save Dr. Jones,” Nikki said. “There’s an airport here right?”

“Definitely,” Malachi said. “But I don’t think it’s close to here.”

“Perhaps we’ll think about this tomorrow,” I said. “But until further notice, let’s just get to class.”