Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Five
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[SIXTEEN]
    When we woke up a few hours later, we were ready for our gig. But, we had a slight problem. Tabra was the one who woke us up.
    "You guys are...a thing now?" He asked as our eyes opened.
    "What?" He said, and I sat up.
    "We'll talk later," I said, jumped out of bed and threw Jerek his clothes. He went to his closet to retrieve his coat.
    "Let's go." Tabra sighed and left us to it.
    We reported to Shropee, who handed us our weapons. Mine were two knives that curved up like an arrow on a road sign saying RIGHT TURN AHEAD, and she gave me the sheath they fit in. I threw it on, and sheated the knives. She then handed me a bar, which I thought could do some damage. Well, duh, it could! At the end of the bar was a very sharp tip. It looked like a fire-place poker. Jerek had his essentials, and Shropee handed him a wooden staff.
    "Made of pure oak. It's light, but does great damage if swung correctly. You know how." Shropee handed Tabra four things: a pencil, a note pad, a disguise and a camera. "Use them correctly." She said, and handed me the map on how to get to the killer doctor's headquarters. We got into Jerek's car, and left.
    We ended up at a castle, and I'm not joking. It was all mid-evil and stuff. There were people up in the high towers, with guns, of course. There was a draw-bridge, surrounded by a huge trench of water, and the guards in front of the front door had three things on them: a gun, a tazer stick, and a knife. Hmm....
    "Tabra, put the disguise on." I said, and he threw on his disguise, and put the make-up on quickly so it looked like he was an insect fumigator. Infact, we were driving in a car with a big magnet on the side of it that said BUGS BE DEAD, We'll Kill Them For You....
    "I'll wait for him to go first, and slip behind the guards, head under the door, and slip inside." I didn't approve of what I was wearing, but I had a leather suit on. That way, in case I fell into the water, I didn't drip on everything and mess something up with wet foot-prints or dripping noises. My hair was in a bun, and I had it tucked under a leather hood, that once you press the tigthen button, secures to your head. I looked very weird! Jerek was wearing the same thing, but no hood. His hair was just long enough, and yet just short enough, to be fine. Damn his perfect hair!
    "Jerek will do the same. Tabra, we're counting on you.
    "Ok." He was a bit moody about what he figured out, but right now, I really didn't care. We needed the killer doctor out of the way, and nothing will distract me of that simple mission. Just spy, get book, kill, speed off into the night. Easy as pie! Hopefully it's not the 3.14 pi or this will be hard.