Chapter 150
150 An Introduction to a Foe
“You think it’s the BMO?” I asked.
“Could be,” he answered, and took both bottles of water out of the fridge, handing one to me and the other to Nikki as he walked back over to sit on the bed. “It’s possible.”
“But how would they know that we’re here?” Nikki asked, looking at Malachi, as she took a sip from her water bottle and then put it back on the bed. I took mine as well and gulped it down quickly, getting a little bit of water in my mouth as well as my stomach.
“Don’t have much of an idea to be honest,” I said honestly, as I walked over to the other side of the bed and took a seat next to Nikki, who just shook her head as she took a deep breath in and let it out slowly. “Alright, well maybe we can call the JSA, tell him we need to get back to the YMPA,” September said hopefully, looking at me with a sad look on her face. She must have been thinking of the same thing I was thinking of; how were we supposed to get back to the YMPA if there was no way to communicate with them?
“Listen, let’s not worry right now and-”
Suddenly, Tisiah stopped as he rushed over to the window. “What?” I asked, following him. But as I looked down, fear crept into my heart sneakily, like an intruder; the way I had felt as if I saw a giant bear in front of me. But this feeling was different; more intense than before. “What is it?” September asked.
“I think the BMO is here,” Tisiah said shakily, looking out of the window before he grabbed his wand and ran over to the window as well, looking outside with me. I didn’t see anything; no large bears or wolves or anything that I would have been terrified by, but I could feel something in my body that tingled.
“Did they already enter the hotel?” Malachi asked frantically, turning around and looking at Tisiah and September with concern on his face as well as Nikki.
“I don’t know,” Tisiah answered nervously as he turned his wand on and pointed it outside of the window. “I don’t know.”
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“We need to get out of here now,” September said.
But soon enough, there was a knock on the door, and it wasn’t the knocking sound that I had gotten used to; this sounded like someone pounding on the door with their fist. “I don’t like this,” Tisiah said nervously.
“Don’t open the door,” Malachi whispered with fear, but there was a loud voice that came through the door in Japanese; I could tell from the accent that it wasn’t Japanese, but another language that I wasn’t familiar with.
But then, they kicked down the door with a boom, as BMO agents poured in, their wands pointed at us. “Don’t move!” one of them shouted, as fear and confusion raced through my mind, causing me to tremble as they walked in, with guns pointing at us. They were holding rifles in their hands that were pointed at us; at me specifically. I didn’t know if I should be afraid or not.
But then, our eyes widened in shock as Maddie Cone walked through the guards towards us. “So you guys are the YMPA, not sure what I expected,” she said, as she pulled out her wand and looked at it curiously before she started to walk over towards us with her wand pointed at us. “Now don’t even try anything funny, because I’ll be happy to kill you all.”
“Same with you,” September spat fiercely, standing up from her chair and standing tall as she faced Maddie Cone. “And if you harm even one of our people here, you’ll be sorry.”
“Maddie, please don’t do anything dumb,” Malachi said desperately from the bed. “I don’t think that would make sense.”
“Why not, after all you guys are just an annoyance to me to be honest,” she said with a chuckle, as she looked at all of us with contempt in her eyes. “And I can’t say that I care about you either.”
“Maddie, please listen to me,” Tisiah spoke up nervously from behind her, but she simply turned around. “We can talk about this perhaps.” Maddie Cone looked at us like fools, but she then shook her head and waved her wand. “I told you not to say anything.”
The BMO’s then started to pull out guns and put them in their holsters as they walked around the room, looking at each of us carefully and cautiously. I looked at September, who looked at Tisiah, who looked at Nikki, who looked back at me. I had no idea what was going on. “Tisiah,” I whispered, feeling like my body was burning up from fear, as I held my wand out in front of me, “what is going on?”
“Just wait,” September said. “Get them all into custody,” Maddie Cone said, adjusting her jacket like some rich woman, as she stood in the middle of our room. “I want them out of here.”
But all of a sudden, September stomped on one of the guard’s feet, making him scream in pain before she followed with a hard elbow. I’m not sure what she was planning, but hopefully she planned well enough. The other guard rushed towards her, leaving me alone and swung a punch.
In a matter of seconds the man found himself falling onto the ground, crashing through the glass table.
“Stop them!” one of the guards shouted, but the other guards quickly followed suit and they all started to attack.
Oh, boy.
Quickly one of the guards shot towards me, coming in with a quick swing, which caught me across the face, sending me stumbling backwards a few steps. He then followed up by swinging again and hitting me square in my jawline. The pain shot through my head and I could taste blood as I spit out a few teeth before he grabbed my shoulders.
I needed to somehow get out of here, get me some space between him.
I kicked him in the stomach, and then he stumbled back a few feet. Then I finished off with a kick to the chin, sending him flying back and hitting his head on the wall. I looked beside myself, seeing September being mobbed by three guards. I needed to help her.
I grabbed one of the men by his tie and threw him across the room into his friends before I charged towards the other two guards.
One of the guards rushed in, throwing a quick punch, but I blocked it and then countered with a left hook to his head and sent him stumbling backwards. As soon as he was off-balance I grabbed him by his collar and pulled him into the window. September looked at me breathlessly, “Thanks.”
“What did you expect me to do?” I responded with a chuckle, as we looked back towards the other guards that were now fighting against our other friends.
“You were a lot more aggressive than I was expecting,” she responded.
I looked back at Maddie Cone, who had an evil smile on her face as she looked around. “I guess I have to do this myself,” she said, as she got out her wand. “Oh shoot,” I muttered, as she ran towards September. Quickly, September grabbed her wand and quickly blocked the swing, sending her stumbling back from the hit. But I noticed that there was a bit of fire coming from her wand as she struck out at September again.
But this time she took a lower approach.
She attacked September at the thigh, stumbling on her stability, but that wasn’t enough to stop her from blocking her wand. But then suddenly she threw out another hit with her wand; this time at her shoulder blade. But September didn’t even flinch; as if she was terminator.
But Maddie Cone wasn’t done-not even close.
Suddenly she came with a flurry of attacks at September, like some sort of a boxer who was trying to knock down a heavyweight champion. But September didn’t even flinch, and when she finally did block one of her hits it caused her to fall forward onto the ground for a moment.
“Okay, so you’re not bad, not gonna lie,” Maddie Cone said. “Might have to turn up the heat a little bit.” Suddenly she sped towards September, throwing her wand in front of her and using it like a sword in her hand. September was quick to move, jumping over it and avoiding any serious damage at all.
I could only screech in fear.
September rolled onto her feet, her wand firm in her grip, and then started to counterattack. I had to give her props; she was fighting like someone who had experience. And then suddenly she blocked another attack before she countered with one of her own.
Maddie Cone was slowly moving back, trying to dodge and weave each attack that September swung, but it didn’t seem to be enough for her. But then suddenly she began to fall backwards, until she hit the ground and lay there on her back for a moment before she got up.
But she looked mad.
And I mean mad.