Chapter 142

142 A New Plan

The woman seemed to notice me as she looked at me as if she was expecting me to say something-but she just looked away from me and continued walking until she reached a large window that had been placed. I saw that her shoes were high heels, so she was obviously very tall and she looked very elegant and sophisticated as she stood there and faced the window as if she was trying to see someone through it.

“Goodness sake!” I heard Malachi say through the radio. “She is a good looking woman.” September sighed as she looked back at her, viewing her every move. All of a sudden, a guard opened the door and she walked through.

“She has just entered the building,” I said through the radio. Mr. Drails answered from back to the YMPA, “Okay, we’ll be activating the Kenophobe.”

The Kenophobe is basically a device that pretty much captures everything in any location you want it to. Soon enough, a discussion was blaring from our radios.

“Hello, madam,” a manly voice said. The clicks and clacks of the high heels mostly took over the radio, but then I heard a woman’s voice that was crisp and amusing say, “What do we have on the Xeno?”

“Well, so far we haven’t found it yet. The BMO is trying the best they can to finish the product,” the voice said. “Well make it quick, have we found our missing piece?” No other voice responded to the question, instead more compilations of walking began to click inside our earpiece.

“We need someone with a very strong Perk. We’ve been searching for some time, and we were gonna stick with the CEO of the JSA, but then we found one boy that has shown to have a very powerful perk.”

“Let me guess, the one on TV?” she asked. Right there, I froze in shock. Were they talking about me, about my powers? Are they hunting for me? Why? And how? I began to look at the back of the building in confusion as Mr. Drails’ voice came through my radio again. “Nikki, what’s happening?” he asked.

“So far, they’ve talked about the Xeno, apparently some sort of weapon or something that they need. But apparently they need a person with a strong enough Perk to help them,” Nikki reported, confused herself.

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“Why?”

“They said that they need someone who has a really powerful perk to help them complete the Xeno.”

“I see,” he said, sounding thoughtful, “Alright, continue listening.”

“We’ve decided to use the CEO’s son, Masaru Kinu, as the fifteen-year old has shown himself to be quite powerful.”

“Where is he?”

“Japan,” the man said, making sure that we could hear him clearly. “He’ll be flying over tomorrow morning.”

“Alright, keep on listening,” Mr. Drails said in a deep voice. “Keep an eye out for anything suspicious.”

“Got it,” Nikki responded.

We continued to listen to the conversation as the woman talked about something and then I saw her pick up something off of a table. “Masaru lives in the US with his parents, but he was visiting his grandpa, most likely meaning they’re all there. We’ve planned to set up a compromised convoy to kidnap Masaru Kinu, and we should soon have the final product in completing the Xeno,” the man said.

“Anything new?” Mr. Drails asked through the radio.

“Yeah, they’re planning on kidnapping Masaru Kinu, the son of the one CEO from the JSA. They’re going to set up a compromised convoy and kidnap him?” Malachi said.

“Do you have a date?” he asked. “No, sir,” Malachi said. “Nor do we know who’s planning this, but that’s what we have so far.” I heard a deep sigh coming from the radio. “Good, good job. Now guards are beginning to search the area, every report back into a group.”

The radio clicked off, as I got up from my position. “Alright, let’s go,” September said, as we walked down the hill and back to where the rest of the team were standing by now. “They’re planning on kidnapping Masaru Kinu.”

“What does that mean for them?” Tisiah asked. “Why do they need him?”

“I don’t know, but nonetheless someone is in danger,” Malachi said, glancing at me as if I was going to say something, but I didn’t say anything as I watched the back of the warehouse and wondered if they had heard what was going on. “But let’s just report back to-”

The portal opened under us abruptly, the ground sweeping me from my feet, and I fell to the ground in pain. We were back in the room we were just in before we were sent to our mission, although everything looked like a blur. “Good job,” Mr. Drails said, as we all looked up at him as if he was the one who had saved us. “That was a close one.”

“What was that?” Nikki asked, getting up from the floor while I got up slowly as I began to rub my arms that hurt. “You could have at least informed us before you opened your portal?”

Mr. Drails chuckled, as did I as I rubbed my head from when it hit the floor so hard. “You wouldn’t have liked it if I did that.”

“Well, you didn’t have to throw us under the bus,” Malachi said. “My head hurts now.”

“Doesn’t matter, right now we need to find when they’re planning the kidnapping and who’s planning this,” Mr. Drails said, making us all look at him with a serious expression as if he was going to tell us what he expected from us. “And if they’re planning this at any other point in time, then we need to figure out a way to stop it.”

I nodded, looking at everyone else’s faces before I began to speak. “I don’t know when they plan on doing this. If it were me, I’d want to get him before they do,” I said. “Maybe we could get Masaru out before they even try to attack.”

Mr. Drails rubbed his chin in thought, looking like a businessman as he spoke in a way that was like he had been thinking about this for some time now. “Yes, that could be possible. I don’t know if that’s true though because if they’re going to attack here then they have no reason to wait. So, it might be better to just go there first, grab Masaru and get out before anything else happens.” He looked around at us and said, “So we need to get there and do our best to stop them before they can get him. Alright, but we need to find his location.”

“Yeah,” September said, her voice cold as she stared at Mr. Drails with her piercing green eyes. “We have to find out where they are.” She paused for a moment before she spoke again. “Perhaps.”

“Perhaps,” Mr. Drails said.