Niche

CHOP THE INGREDIENTS. Boil the meat. Wait for it to soften. Add the other ingredients. Add seasoning. Wait five minutes. Go to the phone and contact Nica. After a few rings, and nobody answered go back to the kitchen. Check what you were cooking. If not cooked yet go to the harbor.

Niche played with the water. She had been wondering how Nica and Nico is. They weren't able to contact them, and she was getting more worried.

BOOM!!!!

What was that? She turned around and saw black smoke coming out from the kitchen.

"Oh shit!"

She ran inside. She saw Nis on his way to the kitchen.

"So this is the part where I tell you, 'I told you so.'" he cleared his throat. "I told you so."

"Oh shut up and help me out."

"Oh no. I warned you." Niche rolled her eyes and dragged him to the kitchen by the ear.

"Ow. Ow. Ow."

"Come on."

*****

Niche picked up the last piece of the stove that got blown apart and threw it in the trash, when the phone rang. She raced with Nis and beat him because of his injured leg.

"Nica?"

"Niche! Hey! I just wanna let you know, Nico and I are alive. Though Nico's pretty injured." she heard Nica on the other line.

"Where are you?" Nis asked.

"We're still in Brooklyn. We're uh, in a place. We'll go back there when Nico's alright."

"Can I talk to Nico?"

"He's asleep. I gave him enough pain killers to knock him out." she paused. "You guys, It'll take time for Nico to be healthy enough to continue searching for mom and dad. I'll try searching for them here. We'll see you soon. Let's meet up three days from now."

"Okay. We'll see you."

And they hung up. Niche sat on the nearest chair.

"Nico will be alright. Both of them will." Nis assured her.

"I know. Come on, we need to find mom and dad."

*****

A knock in the door stopped Niche and Nis from hacking the military satellites to track their mom and dad.

Why couldn't they have trackers like normal agents and soldiers do? Niche thought.

Wait, trackers?

An idea struck Niche. "Hey Nis, can you hack a U.S. Navy tracking satellite?"

"Err, why?"

"Try and track dad. He's a three-star General of the Navy, he's ought to have a tracker."

"How about you?"

"I'll hack into the CIA satellites."

Silence.

"WHAT?!" Nis yelled. "Are you nuts? That's the CIA. It got more than 500 acres of firewall! It got more defence than the Department of Defense! And besides, mom already retired, remember?"

"So? I'm Niche Alexandria Michelle Cortes-Warren. I can do everything!" she beamed.

Nis face-palmed. "This is the result when you name a person from an ancient city. Well, good luck! I'll do my best in my work."

The two started to work on their tasks. A sudden knock on the door stopped the two. The two tensed up and their hands reached out to their weapons. Niche walked to the door and opened it.

"Director Orebil?"

"Ah, Niche! May I come in?"

"Uh, sure."

They all sat in the living room.

"So..." nice conversation starter.

"Why are you here? Sir." Nis asked, who tried to be polite.

"Oh. Uhm, I found out you failed on Brooklyn." Niche raised an eyebrow. "Well, about the Codex, do you have it?"

"No sir." Nis answered.

"Oh. I suppose it's with Nica back in Brooklyn." Niche gripped her gun.

"How did you know that?" she asked.

"Does it matter my dear?" the director smiled.

"Nis?"

"You know, this one week game set by Collusus was never part of my plans. I always want smooth and fast operations. Now, tell me where in Brooklyn Nica is staying? Somehow, she managed to block the Codex's and her tracking signal."

The phone suddenly rang. Nis reached it for it. "Hello?... Uh, yeah... Uh huh. We kinda figured it out too..... Yeah..... We will."

"Was that Nica? What did she say?" Niche asked.

"Uh huh. She said Director Orebil of the CIA is the big boss of Libero. His last name is just spelled backwards."

"So you figured it out. I didn t expect the Warren quadruplet's this smart. Six and Seven was just here weren't they? Those guys, too loyal to your mom. Well, she was their mentor. Now, where is your sister?" he pointed a gun at them.

"Like hell we'll tell you." Niche kicked the gun and kicked his face. She dragged Nis, took one of their duffle bags and ran to their car. Then she drove off.