Up, up, up they rushed knowing they left Peter behind with more monsters to handle than even their best training could deal with. Faster, faster, faster, they ran knowing he had given them this opportunity.
The twin Special Agents burst from the tunnel into the bright sunshine of mid-morning. The wind whipped around them. Shielding their eyes with their hands, they saw The Woman, the Son, and the man in the bowler hat climbing onto a helicopter. They charged without a word.
Darting under the swift blades, Lauren bounded on the Woman wrapping her arms around the Woman’s neck. She opened her mouth and let the siren go off right in the Women’s ear. The Woman collapsed to the ground, but Lauren didn’t let go. She kept her mouth wide-open incapacitating her arch nemesis.
“Mom?” the Son said, glancing back.
Rachel slugged him right in the mouth.
“That’s for lying to us,” she said.
She kicked him in the shin, “And that’s for kidnapping our parents.”
The man in the boiler hat reached for the girls with hairy hands. Rachel and Lauren grabbed a handful of robot roaches from their pockets and flung them at the man. The brown bugs clicked and crawled into his sleeves and the neck of his shirt. He screamed clawing at his clothes.
The Woman blacked out. The Son held his hands to his face, his nose bleeding. They had not escaped.
Several children and Agent Carmichael, in black uniforms and guns, surrounded the helicopter. He tossed Rachel and Lauren zip ties to secure their prisoners. The helicopter shut down, it’s blades slowing to a full stop.
“Good work, Special Agents, you stopped the Woman, again” Carmichael congratulated them.
“Peter!” Rachel shouted.
Leading the way, Lauren and Rachel rushed back down the tunnel with several Special Agent teams behind them. Back in the experiment room, they found Peter. He held the doorway, one Super Soaker empty, and one on low. A nasty cut bled into his face and his jeans were shredded at the knee. Someone tossed them some fresh Super Soakers. Lauren and Rachel stopped at Peter’s side and opened fire. They pushed into the room capturing monsters left and right. The rest of the Agents spilled in around them making quick work of the last few Creepers and Boogiemen and Mash-ups.
“Did you get them?” Peter asked.
“Yes, yes we got them,” Rachel said
Lauren opened her mouth and wailed. Gasping, she dropped to the floor, all of her gone white with scales. Rachel rushed to her side. Lauren’s siren went silent.
Early morning sunlight stung Lauren. She blinked trying to clear away the sleep stuck in her eyes. The world came into focus. She lay in her bed, in her bedroom, and the light poured in her window.
“Look who’s awake,” Mom said. “Feeling better?”
Lauren nodded. She opened her mouth just a crack but no siren came out. Excited, she touched her face. No scales covered her skin.
“I am feeling better,” Lauren said. “Where’s Rachel?”
“She’s working on some school work. You’ve been sick for several days, so you’ll have lots to catch up on. I’ll send her down to say hi.”
Lauren groaned. “School work waits for no one.”
“Yes it does, it’s waiting for you to be well enough to do it. You have some videos you can watch this morning for Astronomy.”
“Mom, I just woke up.”
“Homeschoolers don’t get to skip education,” Mom said cheerfully. “I’ll bring you something to eat in a second.”
Mom left the room. Lauren hid under the blankets wondering what had happened. How had she been cured? Where was everyone? What happened to the Woman and the Son?
“Lauren?” Rachel hissed.
Lauren jumped out from under the covers.
“Rachel! I’m fixed!”
“Yeah, Victor found an antidote in the room with all the experimented monsters. They got Mom and Dad home and fixed their memories. Something new Jane’s working on. Look who I have.” Rachel held up a fat black cat with glistening fur.
“We get to keep him??”
“Yep, Mom said we could. I named him Loyal.”
Lauren nodded. “Good name.”
“Listen Lauren, I just got a message from Carmichael. There’s a report of trolls in a culvert out near town. Two kids have already gone missing. He wants to know if you’re up to it?”
“When do we go?”
“One other thing,” Rachel said.
“Peter’s coming with us. Carmichael wants us to train him.”
Lauren grinned. “Sounds good.”
“Girls,” Mom called from the kitchen. “Schoolwork!”
They shared a glance and a groan. “Yes ma’am,” they said in unison.