Chapter 156

156 The Meeting

As I entered, I found it to be-let me say this way-very white. White walls, white floor-everything white with a small red stripe running across the wall that seemed like it was the emergency exit-it was pretty small but it did seem like it would be good if there was an emergency.

There were a few guards wearing a bunch of black vests like us, so luckily we blended. “Alright, where do we go first?” I asked, looking around the place.

“I’m not sure,” Tisiah said as he shrugged his shoulders, “I didn’t think there would be this many guards here.”

“You know what we have to do, right?” I said, as he looked at me confused, before looking at him and nodding his head slowly. “We have to find Maddie’s base. Okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” he said with a nod before his eyes opened wide in realization. We walked through, as I continued to look around the area, and found out that we had to go through the first floor before heading up to the second.

The first floor looked like a gym or something like that, with weights and benches and such all over the place, but I didn’t see any people in this area. It didn’t look exactly important or anything useful, but there were stairs going downwards that led to what I thought would be another area, so we went down there instead of going through the gym.

There was a sort of hallway with doors all around it; completely overwhelming.

“Okay, check which ones are locked,” I said to Tisiah, who just stood there staring at me. I looked around me, wondering if this was really what I wanted to do. Then again-I wanted to find Maddie Cone’s base, so it was worth it. Tisiah moved from door to door, opening them one by one as I looked around me in case any of these doors led somewhere important or something.

As Tisiah was opening the next door-I noticed something odd: the door had a big red mark on it like a warning sign that read ‘keep out’ or something. “What’s this?” I muttered, as I walked towards it, opening it up. It was dark inside-the lights weren’t working-and there were about ten beds along the walls and about twenty cots lining one wall. I looked at Tisiah, who had an eyebrow raised.

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“Well, let’s just close that,” I said, closing the door.

Then all of a sudden, I heard shuffling behind me. I turned around, seeing a guard who was walking by, dressed in black with a gun on his shoulder and a black mask covering his face. He didn’t seem to notice that we were here-even though he had just passed us.

“Well that’s creepy,” Tisiah said under his breath.

“Tell me about it,” I responded, as I followed the guard who had just passed us-he had long blonde hair and a thin face with black glasses that were covering his eyes-as he went through another door, opening it for us before he stepped in and closed it behind us.

“Are you guys going to the meeting?” he asked, and that really caught me off guard. “Uh-yeah!” Tisiah said. “Specifically requested us to do so.” The man nodded as we walked ahead, then he pointed to some stairs that were at the end of the corridor.

“Yeah, let’s take those,” I said as we walked over and began to climb up them. When we got to the top-which was about twenty steps high-he opened another door for us and we walked through. I saw a big oblong table that was a light wood, with brown chairs and screens stamped on the ceiling.

Guards and men in suits came in, as I examined the scene. “Seat over there,” I said to Tisiah, pointing to an empty chair as I sat down next to him. There were only six other people there who all sat next to me: three men and three women.

“Now what?” Tisiah asked, looking around at everyone in front of us. “We listen,” I said with a smile, shortly before he smiled as well. “What do you mean?”

“We’re not here to watch,” I said with a smile as everyone turned to me, looking at me with confusion as I nodded my head. “We’re here to find out what is happening.”

“I’m confused,” he said, and I nodded. “Me too.”

But all of a sudden, I heard the loud click-clacks making its way to the table. And soon enough, Maddie Cone revealed herself. She was wearing this black sort of dress: not exactly a skirt, but something similar to that-like a robe or a robe-like thing that had a slit on the side and it was probably about two feet long. The robe seemed to be made of silk and it shimmered with every movement she made.

Her shoes were glistening, with gold trimming around the edge and her hair was styled into this huge bun at the top of her head that looked like it had been done by some sort of expert hairstylist-her lips were also painted a deep red color and her eyes were piercing black.

“Wow,” Tisiah said with a very confident nod, as everyone stared at her.

Maddie Cone looked at us as she began to talk. “Thank you all for coming today,” she said in her smooth voice before looking at us with a smile on her face. “Now, a few things to be exact. We know of our mission, the mission that will determine our lives and the effect it has on,” she said. “Get Masaru Kinu, start up the Xeno.”

They nodded, and I followed on as well, looking at Tisiah with confusion. “What is this?”

“This is like an opening statement,” Tisiah said with a nod as he looked at me. “It is meant to get people excited about what is going to happen.”

“Imagine, the BMO ruling-stomping over every single EMO organization there is,” she said a snicker, which caught everyone’s attention. “It will be a better world for everyone! A world without fear!” She smiled and her eyes sparkled with life as everyone else in front of us nodded their heads at her words.

“A world ruled by us,” she said, viewing everyone from left to right, as we all nodded our heads again. “And now that we know our mission,” she said in her smooth tone of voice, “Let me introduce myself.”

“I am Maddie Cone,” she began to say, as everyone stared at her. “I’m an BMO agent who is very passionate and experienced, as well very picky, and I want to talk to you about a potential threat.”

“Threat?” everyone murmured as I chuckled, sitting next to Tisiah in his chair.

“Yes,” Maddie Cone began again as she looked around the room before continuing her words. “We have had reports of something that has been following us since we have been here,” she said as she pointed at everyone in front of us. “The YMPA.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

I gulped, knowing that was us, but yet no one knew. I could tell Tisiah was getting very nervous, but he still managed to keep his calm as he nodded his head. “What do we do?” he whispered to me under his breath as I shook my head.

“It’s okay,” I whispered back. “Stay calm. Turn on your radio, but turn down the volume. We don’t want anyone else hearing.”

Tisiah nodded, as I turned on my radio.

“Now, we have had reports of some sort of terrorist activity,” she continued as she looked around the room, “and I want to talk to you about it. This is not a joke. I want to talk to you about a threat.”

“About five agents from the YMPA were in a hotel, and while we almost apprehended them, the authorities came at the wrong time. And conveniently, the JSA just overrode our signal and that being so-they are probably lurking out, trying to find Masaru Kinu. Who knows, maybe one of you are here.”