Chapter 8- No Answers

Chapter 8- No Answers

   There was silence after my question. Dave stopped walking, and his face froze. His head slowly turned to face mine. "We do not speak of their parents." I was stumped. "But, but, but, before I..." "I guess I must tell you. Follow me." So I did. Once we had retraced our steps from the PSCR, we went up a stair case, which made me think we were going to the training center. We were the only ones on the staircase of course, as everyone was, I guess, locked away. Not really, but still.
    I was right though, that we were going to the training center. We went to the right, towards the spy training center rooms, but we went right past all the rooms. I was about to ask "Where are we going?", but Dave must of known I was going to say something and said "Silence." A few moments later we arrived to a door with 6 padlocks down one side of the door. They we all silver, shiny, and a purple dot marked the middle. I was thinking it would take a very long time to unlock all of those locks, when I realized Dave had gone. I turned round and round, wondering where he was. He couldn't be gone I thought, but I couldn't see him. He couldn't have gone back down the hall with all the spy training rooms because I would have seen him go past me, but he could have I guess. Now, I was really scared. I was alone, without Dave. No one to protect me or call to. Then suddenly the bright yellow lights, shut off. A door slammed, but there wasn't any door around me, but that door with 6 padlocks. Then I felt a stabbing, painful sensation in my back. I screamed for help, I screamed for my life. I then remembered though that, yes, Jabu, the person who makes my clothes, had been warned that I might be attacked on when I was alone. He specially installed a hard pic. It had a little camera, it shone a light all around my back, which would protect me for a short while. It would give me time to think up a plan to attack my attacker. I was feeling happier now, but then I thought, why do I have such a bad stabbing sensation in my back? I then remembered something. My happiness drowned. My pic had deactivated for some reason this morning. I was going to tell someone, but I forgot. I then thought, why am I just standing here when I should be fighting my attacker or whoever it was that stuck a sharp object in my back. I did a back handspring, so I was facing my attacker. I was surprised though, that there was no one there. I then heard something behind me. I then realized someone was sneaking up on me. When I felt like my attacker was right behind or close to me, I brought my leg up to my chest and punched it backwards. It must have been a man, because I had aimed for the part between the legs, and now this person was groaning. I guess he didn't expect that. I did another back handspring, landing with one of my legs on my opponent's chest, knocking him down. There was another groan. I leaned down and whispered "Never sneak up on me. It will always end bad." The person then started to lift his arm, I blocked it with my other foot. Then the other hand started up, I was too late though to stop it. The person's hand went up to his black covering on his head, he pulled it down and it was, it was... no that cant be right I thought, but it was. It was Malcom.   
   "What do you think your doing, Mr.?" "Um-mm..." He started stumbling. "What are you doing? I said." shouting now. "It is a long story." obviously trying to avoid the subject. "I'm a good listener." I replied  feeling quite clever now. "Well you might not want to hear it. It might startle you." I gave him a frown. He went on. "Well, it started when I was a spy in training in the Halo when I was 9. You know, with the little kids. Anyways when I was 14, I was captured by Hell and threatened to..." "I know that part. I was given that short story when I was with Inke." "OK then, well you probably don't know the whole story." "Then tell me." I said. 'So, when I was with Hell's spies, the day I escaped from his spy force. Well, I didn't really escape on my own. Inke might of told you something else, but the real truth is, well, I was trying to escape on my own. Hell caught me escaping. He was going to kill me, but he came up with another option for me. So, I could either die or go back home to the Halo, but get information about what is going on and send it to him. Help him. Of course I didn't want to help him, but then I was sort of selfish and wanted to just stay alive, so, I took the second choice. I was the one who glued the earpiece to your ear..." I  frowned at him. "Oh... by the way, sorry about that. I was also the one who helped that guy in black, that sort of barged into your Top Secret Meeting. I also was the one who let that other spy crash through the mirror in your training room. He was the one who just stabbed you in the back. Ya... sorry about that too." I was really mad at him now. "I was starting to like you, and was going to say sorry for hurting you in the Sleeping Problem room, but now, I will never say those things to you You are just truly awful, truly a jerk!" I was screaming now. "Wait, but where is that guy who stabbed me? Where is Dave? Why did you do all this today?" "I have an explanation." "You better have a good one." "I hope it's good then. So, first, Dave is in the closet over there. The guy who stabbed you is dead... So is the guy that I helped come into the Halo through your training room." "What, dead?" "Ya, I killed him, turned on him, because I knew or realized what I was doing was wrong. An by the why your back is dripping blood on me. You might, maybe, want to call the Halo Health Emergency Crew. Just saying." There was a moment of silence. "You're not as bad as I thought. Ya, my back does have quite a bad ache or sharp pain." At that moment it got worse and I couldn't keep my balance, it hurt so much. I feel down face first. Right on Malcom. Awkward. I rolled over to the left to lie on my stomach. Malcom, trying to be nice, called Halo Health Emergency Crew. He turned on the lights too, before they got there. Gloriana arrived too. And Malcom, had to explain the whole story including all the bad things he did. It must have been embarrassing. After hearing the story, Gloriana came over to me. "How are you feeling?" "Not very good as I just got stabbed with a knife in the back." Then Malcom remembered about Dave and let Dave out. Then Malcom had to tell the whole story to Dave. Th Crew arrived a few seconds later and put me on a flat squishy mat and strapped me in. They hurried me to the ER. They had to do a couple surgeries and I had to stay in the hospital for about 3 weeks, with many guards, guarding my room. I felt like a queen, from getting food in bed to many guards protecting my room. The only thing that didn't make me feel like a queen, was the IVs in my arms and my back hurting. And just to mention, I always thought, getting stabbed in the back would be more painful then anything else, but honestly, it wasn't as bad as I thought. But the thing that sucked the most about all this, was I never got any answer or information about Gloriana and Hell's parents.