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“I think it does, being that it’s a surprise,” I said, but he rattled his head. “Just be patient, would you? Just make it easy for me. You’ll know after we’re here, okay? Trust me.”

“Does it have to do anything with anything personal?” I asked, but Tisiah said absolutely nothing, only continuing to walk away from me.

“Well?” I said with a furrowed brow. “Tisiah?” He still said nothing as he walked away from me. “Tisiah!” I called out as he turned around with a sigh on his face.

“Sorry,” he said, looking at me with a sad face. “It’s just that I don’t like surprises.”

“Well then, stop acting so surprised,” I said with a furrowed brow as he chuckled and walked away from me again with his hands in his pockets. “What are you doing here?” I asked as he stopped in front of the training mats and crossed his arms over his chest with a deep sigh.

“Training,” he said simply as he looked up at me with an angry look on his face.

“Why aren’t you in the office?” I asked as I sighed and walked over to him, leaning against the wall and crossing my arms over my chest as well.

Tisiah gave me an angry look. “What is the point of me being in there? We’re not supposed to talk to each other unless we’re alone,” he said as he put his wand inside his utility belt and turned his head away from me. “I thought that was just when we were talking about the surprise,” I said.

.....

“Funny thing you say. We are talking about the surprise,” Tisiah hissed, and he wasn’t wrong. “What did Greg say?” I asked. Tisiah shrugged his shoulders before giving me a look of annoyance. “We’re supposed to be together all the time until we know what Greg said,” he said before turning around and walking away from me with his arms crossed over his chest.

“Well, if you need anything, you know where to find me,” I said with a shrug of my shoulders before walking away from him.

“Where would that be?” he asked me.

“My room, obviously,” I said with a bit of a rumble in my voice, which caused Tisiah to look back at me with a frown on his face.

“Oh, really?” he said with a raised eyebrow. “Why would you come here if it was your room?”

“I want to make sure you’re okay,” I said with a soft smile on my face. He gave me another angry look before turning around and walking away from me again.

“You just wanted to come here and make sure I’m okay?” he asked. I nodded as I walked out of the door with a big sigh. I don’t know what it is, and to be honest-I’m not sure I wanna find out, but it seems like Tisiah really wants to avoid talking to me about this whole situation.

I sighed as I walked down the hall and opened the door to my room. It was empty, so I sat down on my bed and put my hands behind my head and sighed loudly.

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Soon enough, time went and Mr. Drails portaged me back to my home, but I needed to get to the diner first. There I can actually see what the surprise is, and get some answers for myself. I walked down the hallway towards the diner, when suddenly a loud voice came from the end of the hall, calling my name.

The diner was bright and white in this way: white walls, white ceiling, and white carpet. There was also a big window overlooking the main street, which was always filled with people who were just waiting for someone to eat at their diner. The chairs were red and a little old-fashioned, and there were booths and tables as well.

I sighed before turning around and walking towards it. There was Tisiah, walking towards me with his arms folded across his chest. “Hey, Tisiah,” I said with a smile as I walked towards him and gave him a hug, patting his back lightly before stepping back and looking up at him with a smile on my face.

“Where’s Greg?” I asked.

“Right here,” I heard as Greg exited from where it seemed to be the bathroom, with his face full of smiles as he walked towards us with his hands in his pockets.

“Well, let’s sit down,” Greg said with a big grin as he sat down.

I took a seat, taking a deep breath as I looked around. “Remember when we were back in Russia? That wonderful time,” Greg said with a sigh. I nodded, unsure of where he was trying to get here. He took a sip of his water and then put it down.

“And this one guy-that one guy that always had his interest in you.”

“You’re not talking about...”

My face widened in shock as memories began to shoot through my mind, and just remembering him, I was almost happy, but also dreadful to hear. I sighed. “What does he want?” I asked.

“Based on his studies, he’s found that there was a certain uprising that was beginning to make its way towards the top. We may be in conflict with all of MSTO-but this certain war could determine the tide,” Greg said. I nodded, feeling a bit scared of what was to come. What uprising?

What sort of war is coming?

What was about to happen?

“The first starting with a man named Dr. Mord, the man whose sister you killed apparently,” Greg added. I looked at him with a furrowed brow. “What sister?” I asked, scratching my head. “What-what sister did I-”

“Maddie Cone,” Greg revealed, and I took a deep breath. “He-he was the-he was the-”

“Yes, he was,” Tisiah said. “Maddie Cone wasn’t her real name but more of a-alias name sort of. It was to separate her ordinary life from her spy life. Her real name was Betty Mord. But that’s not even what we’re focusing on.”

“I’m sorry, what’s more concerning than that?!”

“It’s not about what’s more concerning,” Tisiah answered. “It’s about how we can stop him before he gets to us, excluding you Greg.” Greg shrugged.

“Anyways, he’s apparently trying to make a virus that would affect the military and perhaps the entire country, so that they would have less force when they try to start their whole grand plan,” Greg said. “We’ll be working with the FBI-which I’m not sure you exactly have a great relationship with.”

“I guess,” I said, rolling my eyes.

“But I hope you can use this time to make amends,” Tisiah said. I shrugged. “Are we working with the same task force?”

“Yes, we definitely are-being everyone else was too busy,” Greg said. I sighed as I took a deep breath.”I gotta deal with Agent Cassandra Nelson again,” I grumbled, rubbing my temples as I sighed heavily. “This should be fun.”

“Well, the sooner you get started, the sooner it’ll be over with,” Tisiah said as he scratched his chin and looked at Greg. “We’ll tell Mr. Drails,” Tisiah said, as he got up. “And hopefully we can stop Dr. Mord before we end up with a pandemic in our hands.”

Greg nodded and agreed with him, so I got up and walked out of the diner as well. “I’ll go ahead and get some work done,” I said with a sigh as I walked out into the bright sunlight.

“Yeah, you finish your homework,” Tisiah said, which caused me to look back at him as I smiled at him and shrugged my shoulders. I didn’t have any homework or anything. But what was the MSTO planning? And why did they need an uprising?

I began to walk home, still thinking about these things, but the questions wouldn’t go away. And I knew that this would be a long time before I’d be able to find an answer to them. But the more I thought about it, the more questions I had.

Who was leading the uprising? Who, indeed, was Dr. Mord? And what was this virus?

It was a long time before I got back home, and I walked in and shut the door behind me with a soft sigh, not even bothering to take off my coat. My mom was probably sleeping because Dad was busy speaking on the phone inside his office, so she’d probably be there until later in the day. I walked up to my room, and my stomach rumbled in hunger, so I walked to my refrigerator and pulled out some leftover food from yesterday’s dinner.

Ahh yes, the beautiful fragrance of mac n’ cheese.