The Wrong Place at the Wrong Time
737 Words
WHOOOOSH!
Purple energy exploded through the air.
A violent gust swept across the lobby of Madam Seraphine's mansion.
Then—
Merson.
Mirabel.
Schizzel.
Kaiden.
And William appeared.
The servants nearby nearly screamed.
"What was that?!"
"Who are those people?"
The five heroes ignored them completely.
Mirabel's eyes were already scanning the area.
"She's here."
"No..."
Mirabel corrected herself.
"She was here."
Merson looked around.
"This is the Skizzites' headquarters?"
William frowned.
"It doesn't look like a place hiding a Full Total."
Kaiden folded his arms.
"Looks can be deceiving."
Schizzel pointed ahead.
"The Technical Building."
Without another word they moved.
Fast.
Within moments they had entered the technical department.
The technicians inside looked up.
Then froze.
Nobody knew who these strangers were.
But everyone immediately knew they weren't ordinary people.
Kaiden looked around.
"So this is the Skizzites' place."
Merson nodded.
"Looks like it."
The Head Director stood up.
"Excuse me, who are y—"
Before he could finish—
WHOOM!
Purple energy wrapped around him.
"What?!"
The director was yanked from behind his desk.
His chair flipped over.
Papers exploded into the air.
The man flew across the room.
CRASH!
He landed hard on the floor.
Several technicians screamed.
"Director!"
"Sir!"
Mirabel marched forward.
Her eyes glowing purple.
"Where is she?"
The director looked terrified.
"What?!"
Meanwhile several technicians reached toward the emergency alarm panel.
CLICK—
Before they could touch it—
SHHHHHK!
Dozens of razor-sharp ice droplets appeared in the air.
Each one stopped inches from someone's head.
The room instantly froze.
Literally.
The temperature dropped.
Everyone slowly turned toward Schizzel.
She stood calmly with her arms folded.
An icy mist surrounded her.
Her eyes were cold.
"I wouldn't try that."
Nobody moved.
One technician slowly lifted his hand away from the alarm.
"Good choice," Schizzel said.
The room became completely silent.
Mirabel grabbed the director by his collar.
Purple energy crackled around her hand.
"Where is she?"
The director swallowed.
"Where is who?"
"I don't know who you're talking about!"
Kaiden groaned.
"Oh, come on."
He looked at the others.
"He's obviously lying."
The director immediately shook his head.
"I'm not!"
Kaiden pointed at him.
"He knows exactly who we're talking about."
Mirabel's patience finally snapped.
Purple energy surged around the room.
Computers flickered.
Monitors cracked.
The director nearly screamed.
Mirabel leaned closer.
"Let me spell it out for you."
Every word came out colder than the last.
"Where."
"Is."
"T.L."
The room became silent.
The director's eyes widened.
Then realization hit him.
"Oh."
"T.L."
"Why didn't you just say that?"
Mirabel stared.
The director quickly continued.
"She left."
"Left?"
Merson stepped forward.
"With who?"
The director pointed weakly.
"Madam Seraphine."
Mirabel froze.
For the first time, genuine concern crossed her face.
"You mean Agent Seraphine?"
The director blinked.
"Agent?"
William immediately looked toward Mirabel.
"You know her?"
Mirabel laughed once.
But there was no humor in it.
"Oh, I know her."
Kaiden frowned.
"Who is she?"
Mirabel looked at them.
"One of the deadliest field agents the Skizzites have."
The room went silent.
Merson's eyes widened.
"What?"
Mirabel nodded.
"The top kick-ass agent in their headquarters."
The technicians exchanged confused looks.
The director looked even more confused.
Mirabel began pacing.
"No."
"No."
"This can't be good."
She turned sharply.
"She came here pretending to live a quiet life?"
"Keeping a low profile?"
"Looking after Total?"
William folded his arms.
"Maybe she doesn't know."
Mirabel shook her head.
"I hope so."
Merson stepped forward.
"What party?"
The director looked at him.
"What?"
"What party did they go to?"
The director quickly told them the location.
As soon as he finished—
Mirabel's expression hardened.
"We're wasting time."
Merson nodded.
"Let's move."
Kaiden cracked his knuckles.
"Finally."
William adjusted his coat.
"I'm ready."
Schizzel smiled slightly.
"About time."
Mirabel extended her hands.
Purple energy exploded around the group.
The technicians backed away.
The director shielded his face.
WHOOOOOOOSH!
A storm of purple wind filled the room.
Papers flew everywhere.
Computers toppled over.
The lights flickered wildly.
Then—
They vanished.
Just like that.
Gone.
Leaving behind a room full of stunned technicians.
The Head Director slowly stood up.
His hair was a mess.
His tie was crooked.
His office was destroyed.
One technician looked at him.
"Sir..."
The director stared at the empty spot where they had disappeared.
Then slowly sat down.
"...I think today has been a very strange day."
Nobody disagreed.
- Writer
