No.9 and his crew went into the police station to find Sam E.
As they walked toward the front desk, a tall, slender man came towards them and slipped No.9 a note with a wink. His tag said "Sam E"
The note read, "To get to the door you must go to the front desk and say '112212.' This notifies that you're with Jim. Next he'll direct you to the door, the combination is 1423. After that you're on your own. Good luck."
No.9 and his crew headed to the front desk and whispered, "112212."
The desk manager pointed down to the jail cells and said, "Room D3."
They all started walking towards the jail room when Blonde Bomb noticed the desk manager push a red button and start chuckling.
When they got to cell D3 they didn't see a door at all. Just a simple jail cell.
"Hey, where's the door?" Genie Wiz asked.
"I don't know but it's gotta be around here somewhere," No.9 said.
No.9 moved slowly toward the jail cell bed and looked under it.
"Hey, there's something down here," he said as the others walked towards him.
No.9 moved the bed to discover a steel combination door. He took out the note and reread the combination. No.9 turned the dial to 1 very slowly. The lock made a click and all of the crew got very excited inside.
He turned the dial to the number 4. It didn't make a sound.
"Man, I think Sam E. gave us the wrong numbers on accident!" No.9 said.
"That was no accident. I think he did it on purpose," Blonde Bomb said. "I saw the the desk manager push some kind of button and start laughing when we were walking down here."
"Well, we'll have to figure out the combination ourselves," No.9 said. "Maybe it's in numerical order?"
No.9 turned the dial to the number 2. It made a click. Now the team members got very excited. He turned the dial to 3 and it made another click. Finally, No.9 turned the dial to 4 and it made a final click and opened.
"Amateurs," Genie Wiz laughed.
The team slowly went down the stairs.
No.9 made a stop sign with his hand and pointed to a surveillance camera. He took out a can of blue spray paint and whispered, "So they won't see us." He sprayed a stream of blue paint to cover the lens.
No.9 and his crew walked a little faster down the stairs.
Suddenly Mr. Invent said, "Hey, look!" He pointed to a glass room with the inscription MAIN COMPUTER.
"Let's go get the power lock off," Genie Wiz said.
They walked towards the glass room and suddenly stopped.
"Man! This room is protected by code locks!" No.9 said.
"So! I can just use The Panther to decode it from here," Genie Wiz said.
"Okay, do your thing," said No.9.
Genie Wiz pointed The Panther at the computer and pushed the D lace. The computer made a BEEP sound and started to decode.
Suddenly, footsteps were coming from down the hall.
"Mr. Invent, use The Stinger to see what's down there!" No.9 said quietly.
Mr. Invent took out The Stinger and directed it down the hall. The screen showed five men coming in their direction with hockey sticks and baseball bats.
"Blonde Bomb, take care of it," said No.9.
Blonde Bomb took out the Basket Bomb and the detonator. "Herrrreeeeee's Basket Bomb!" she said, rolling the bomb like a bowling ball towards the guys. When it was an inch away from them she detonated it. "STRIKE! Blonde Bomb wins the championship!"
BEEP
The computer had been hacked and the power locks were turned off.
"Now to find that weapon," No.9 said. "Mr. Invent, use The Stinger again to find a door with a high-tech weapon behind it."
Mr. Invent only had to look for 30 seconds before he said, "Found it! At the end of the corridor turn left and it's in the third room. But Blonde Bomb needs to get her weapons out because there's two guards up there too."
Blonde Bomb automatically took out the Artillery Shell with the Roman candles taped to it.
"Alright, let's go." she said.
They made their way to the door of the room holding the weapon and stood right in front of it, hesitating to go in.
"Alright, are you guys ready?" No.9 asked.
The crew nodded their heads. At that exact second No.9 opened the door and the two guards came running towards them.
Blonde Bomb lit the Roman candles and when the ball of fire hit the guards they both jumped up screaming, "OWWWW!"Then Blonde Bomb threw her homemade explosive powder on them and lit the artillery shell. Suddenly, it went off and made a small explosion, knocking both of the guards out cold.
No.9 grabbed the weapon from the middle of the room before really looking at it. They had all started running out when they heard a voice say, "Not so fast, No.9"
No.9 turned around to see Jim.
"I see you got the weapon I needed. Thank you, I'll take it from here,"Jim said reaching for the weapon.
No.9 pulled the weapon back and asked, "Why Jim? Why?!"
"Well, you see, I work for someone much more powerful than your little secret agent group, and much more powerful than the CIA. I've been using you to get things for the people I work for, and now that you've gotten the weapon I don't need you or your team anymore!"
"Not this time!" said Mr. Invent, taking out the pencil.
He threw the small bomb towards Jim. It exploded and Jim fell to the ground. Mr. Invent tried to shoot him with the poisonous bee-bee's, but he missed. He ran towards Jim to stab him with the pencil knife but at the last second Jim dodged out of the way and pushed Mr. Invent against the wall.
Jim turned towards No.9, but Mr. Invent drew a perfect square around him with the acid mustard. It started to sizzle and burn the floor away, but Jim noticed this and jumped out of the way. The floor fell twenty feet down into the sewers below.
Jim laughed and pulled out his knife, coming towards No.9.
Blonde Bomb pulled out the Power Bomb, lit the fuse, and said, "Astalavista Baby!"
Suddenly the three artillery shells went towards Jim and hit him straight in the chest, knocking him back five feet and into the 20 foot hole into the sewers.
No.9 walked over to the hole, looked inside, and said, "He'll be in there for a while."
No.9 and his crew walked off to his underground office to meet his original crew and decided to move to a new place and leave the agency to start their own. Little did they know how many more adventures and cases they would have....
As they walked toward the front desk, a tall, slender man came towards them and slipped No.9 a note with a wink. His tag said "Sam E"
The note read, "To get to the door you must go to the front desk and say '112212.' This notifies that you're with Jim. Next he'll direct you to the door, the combination is 1423. After that you're on your own. Good luck."
No.9 and his crew headed to the front desk and whispered, "112212."
The desk manager pointed down to the jail cells and said, "Room D3."
They all started walking towards the jail room when Blonde Bomb noticed the desk manager push a red button and start chuckling.
When they got to cell D3 they didn't see a door at all. Just a simple jail cell.
"Hey, where's the door?" Genie Wiz asked.
"I don't know but it's gotta be around here somewhere," No.9 said.
No.9 moved slowly toward the jail cell bed and looked under it.
"Hey, there's something down here," he said as the others walked towards him.
No.9 moved the bed to discover a steel combination door. He took out the note and reread the combination. No.9 turned the dial to 1 very slowly. The lock made a click and all of the crew got very excited inside.
He turned the dial to the number 4. It didn't make a sound.
"Man, I think Sam E. gave us the wrong numbers on accident!" No.9 said.
"That was no accident. I think he did it on purpose," Blonde Bomb said. "I saw the the desk manager push some kind of button and start laughing when we were walking down here."
"Well, we'll have to figure out the combination ourselves," No.9 said. "Maybe it's in numerical order?"
No.9 turned the dial to the number 2. It made a click. Now the team members got very excited. He turned the dial to 3 and it made another click. Finally, No.9 turned the dial to 4 and it made a final click and opened.
"Amateurs," Genie Wiz laughed.
The team slowly went down the stairs.
No.9 made a stop sign with his hand and pointed to a surveillance camera. He took out a can of blue spray paint and whispered, "So they won't see us." He sprayed a stream of blue paint to cover the lens.
No.9 and his crew walked a little faster down the stairs.
Suddenly Mr. Invent said, "Hey, look!" He pointed to a glass room with the inscription MAIN COMPUTER.
"Let's go get the power lock off," Genie Wiz said.
They walked towards the glass room and suddenly stopped.
"Man! This room is protected by code locks!" No.9 said.
"So! I can just use The Panther to decode it from here," Genie Wiz said.
"Okay, do your thing," said No.9.
Genie Wiz pointed The Panther at the computer and pushed the D lace. The computer made a BEEP sound and started to decode.
Suddenly, footsteps were coming from down the hall.
"Mr. Invent, use The Stinger to see what's down there!" No.9 said quietly.
Mr. Invent took out The Stinger and directed it down the hall. The screen showed five men coming in their direction with hockey sticks and baseball bats.
"Blonde Bomb, take care of it," said No.9.
Blonde Bomb took out the Basket Bomb and the detonator. "Herrrreeeeee's Basket Bomb!" she said, rolling the bomb like a bowling ball towards the guys. When it was an inch away from them she detonated it. "STRIKE! Blonde Bomb wins the championship!"
BEEP
The computer had been hacked and the power locks were turned off.
"Now to find that weapon," No.9 said. "Mr. Invent, use The Stinger again to find a door with a high-tech weapon behind it."
Mr. Invent only had to look for 30 seconds before he said, "Found it! At the end of the corridor turn left and it's in the third room. But Blonde Bomb needs to get her weapons out because there's two guards up there too."
Blonde Bomb automatically took out the Artillery Shell with the Roman candles taped to it.
"Alright, let's go." she said.
They made their way to the door of the room holding the weapon and stood right in front of it, hesitating to go in.
"Alright, are you guys ready?" No.9 asked.
The crew nodded their heads. At that exact second No.9 opened the door and the two guards came running towards them.
Blonde Bomb lit the Roman candles and when the ball of fire hit the guards they both jumped up screaming, "OWWWW!"Then Blonde Bomb threw her homemade explosive powder on them and lit the artillery shell. Suddenly, it went off and made a small explosion, knocking both of the guards out cold.
No.9 grabbed the weapon from the middle of the room before really looking at it. They had all started running out when they heard a voice say, "Not so fast, No.9"
No.9 turned around to see Jim.
"I see you got the weapon I needed. Thank you, I'll take it from here,"Jim said reaching for the weapon.
No.9 pulled the weapon back and asked, "Why Jim? Why?!"
"Well, you see, I work for someone much more powerful than your little secret agent group, and much more powerful than the CIA. I've been using you to get things for the people I work for, and now that you've gotten the weapon I don't need you or your team anymore!"
"Not this time!" said Mr. Invent, taking out the pencil.
He threw the small bomb towards Jim. It exploded and Jim fell to the ground. Mr. Invent tried to shoot him with the poisonous bee-bee's, but he missed. He ran towards Jim to stab him with the pencil knife but at the last second Jim dodged out of the way and pushed Mr. Invent against the wall.
Jim turned towards No.9, but Mr. Invent drew a perfect square around him with the acid mustard. It started to sizzle and burn the floor away, but Jim noticed this and jumped out of the way. The floor fell twenty feet down into the sewers below.
Jim laughed and pulled out his knife, coming towards No.9.
Blonde Bomb pulled out the Power Bomb, lit the fuse, and said, "Astalavista Baby!"
Suddenly the three artillery shells went towards Jim and hit him straight in the chest, knocking him back five feet and into the 20 foot hole into the sewers.
No.9 walked over to the hole, looked inside, and said, "He'll be in there for a while."
No.9 and his crew walked off to his underground office to meet his original crew and decided to move to a new place and leave the agency to start their own. Little did they know how many more adventures and cases they would have....
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