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1Chapter 1-Fighting A Falcon
2The bell rang announcing the end to the last class of the last day of the week. The thirty two hours were now to be replaced with the two days of the weekend. Jay Divine the fifteen year old child despite the horrific incident where he was forced to release the true potential and power of his body through the mistreatment and kidnapping of a megalomaniac scientist still continued school. Even despite the incident of the glove testing being still somewhat fresh being roughly four months ago from the day. 
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4 Jay elbowed the door and exited to outside the school walking alongside the football pitch. His shoes slapped against the mud, his hands buried deep in his trouser pockets. He was the type of boy that talked to many people but only had very few friends, true friends. 
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6A black earpiece was placed in his ear and was visible to others. It was often made fun of by others however the sly and smart comments were set aside in the hopes to achieve greater good for humanity. Realising the teenage boy had the power to transform and control powerful creatures MI9 handpicked him to be an agent. He had continued this job for several weeks now. His service to MI6 and the country was unrivalled. 
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8“Jay,” Rachel, one of Jay’s closest friends quickly yelped with a somewhat moaning tone. She quickened her walking pace to Jay whom during this time was standing still. She was the same age as Jay and had been a friend of his since the previous year where Jay had lost a dare with his friends Shamus and Samuel was ordered to get Rachel’s phone number, this request was mostly from Shamus, it seemed more in his nature rather than Samuel who was normally very sweet. Jay not only succeeded in receiving her number but had made a lifelong friend. She was also cute, Jay considered that as an undeniable fact, both her eyes and flowing long hair that reached her elbows were chestnut brown. She didn’t talk to many people; in fact almost all the people she did talk to were friends of Jay. She kept very to herself except in the presence to those close to her like Jay. He knew small things about her that probably nobody else in the universe did. 
9“Hey Rachel,” Jay grinned. 
10“It’s not like you to be alone,” Rachel responded.
11“What do you mean?” Rachel giggled.
12“I mean, it’s pretty self-explanatory Jay, you are usually talking to someone.” The two began walking together
13“And is that a problem?”  He inquired with the intention to tease her.
14“No,” Rachel refuted “I was just stating an observation.” After a left turn they began approaching the gate alongside every other pupil from the school who began to funnel through. 
15“School’s finally over for this week,” laughed Jay slightly raising his voice above the general chatter in the background “Looking forward to the weekend?”
16“Horse riding, homework and helping out at the vets,” Rachel answered “So, no, not entirely.”
17“You sure love your animals,” Jay muttered making Rachel smile. Waiting by the gate and just putting his phone away was Shamus. Again Shamus was a close friend of Jay’s and was in the same year. He was a guy that seemed to not know his limits, he would do what he desired, several classes he would be found spinning around on the teacher’s chair because he “felt like it.” He was also a real talker too and someone who liked the sound of his own voice. Every event that involved speaking: school play, general announcements, debating or other events that contained speaking were sure to have him. Despite his sociable nature in his speaking his careless attitude towards his looks was near hilarious. His hair was often frayed in several directions and today was no exception; he was half clean shaven and half not. Several parts of his chin and neck contained blobs of overgrown hair he couldn’t have been bothered to shave off that morning. The soles of his shoes were worn and torn. It seemed like Shamus put minimalistic effort into his looks and did enough just to get by. He of course, as per usual greeted them in the most annoying way he seemed to know possible. 
18“Hello Jay, and what a nice girlfriend you have too.” Jay grimaced; the exact same line was used no longer than a week ago. 
19“We’re really no-”
20“Shame’s joking Rachel,” explained Jay cutting off Rachel’s justification.
21“Yeah, I am,” Shame responded kicking dirt into the air with a sudden kick of his shoe against the ground.
22“You should be A-Shame-d of yourself,” Rachel winked. The two boys sighed in retaliation to the awful pun. Rachel blushed and looked behind her “Anyways, I need to get going.” She scurried off after promising to see them again Mondays. A few seconds passed with nothing but the chattering of individuals in the distance to cancel out the potential silence. Shamus dug his hands into his jeans, obviously ripped, to mimic Jay.
23“It’s funny,” Shamus began. Jay turned to look at him. Shamus continued staring into the distance “If I hadn’t made that stupid bet with you she might not be someone you talk to. You mightn’t have even known her name if it wasn’t for me.”
24“Your point is?” Shamus gave off a toothy grin.
25“You sound like Rachel. That’s how I know you two have been spending more and more time together,” he turned to Jay but immediately turned back to look into the distance again when he realised the expression on Jay’s face was one that didn’t accept or appreciate the unrelated response “I’m just theorising things, throwing ideas about Jay, normal Shamus things. I like thinking about what would happen if things or events didn’t take place. I enjoy it.”
26“Right,” Jay informally replied “Just don’t get too cryptic on me. I have another several months to bear with you if not longer.”
27“Yeah,” Shamus rasped “And on the topic of that Jay there’s something I should probably tell you.” Jay looked at him preparing to ask him “What?” but the earpiece buzzed and Jay pressed it accepting the reply. On the other end was a man in his mid-thirties with a standard voice.
28“Jay, you are required to visit MI6 headquarters for a crime incident immediately.” 
29“Seriously,” Shamus scowled.
30“I’m sorry,” Jay apologised sliding on his water glove. Then, after a second of immense light was a being. It was the same build as Jay but cloaked in blue with swirls of cloth around the legs and wrists of the outfit. With quick leap torrents of water sprayed from the heel of his shoes propelling him further into the air.
31“Duty calls!” He reminded then soared off. Shamus watched in awe, he had witnessed Jay transforming a few times but every time he was always immensely impressed. Isaac stood by the gates too and had previously been smoking a cigarette and watched Shamus and Jay during their conversation. He was the head boy of a school, a known leader with a tendency of his getting his own way; apparently even the teachers were scared of him. He was a 6.5ft African American male who had been renowned for his family trouble. His brother Jake was kidnapped months ago by Felix Giovanni during his testing for the elemental gloves and was trapped in the body of Isknail. His brother in his new form was found stumbling across the sewer by a passer-by. His family, of course, were in disbelief to this revelation originally until they realised Jake’s phone was left by the sewers with finger prints from the scientist. It was clear to say he was the newest victim but his family despite acknowledging he wasn’t the same as he was still took him in and let him return back home. Every day for the handful of months now he has been completely neutral and unreactive, he just stumbles around the house, as if a lost dog. Jake was in the same year as both Shamus, Rachel and Jay however Isaac was his older brother being two years older and had got through the days of school by bullying those younger than him. Through his power and influence nobody refuted his bullying, they were all secretly terrified of him. He had never talked to anyone outside of his year before but today would change that.
32“That’s Jay isn’t it?” he croaked, his lungs clearly not reacting favourably towards the tar filled in his lungs. 
33“Yes it is,” Shamus nodded watching the figure disappear into the distance. Isaac threw his cigarette to the ground, stopped onto it and then walked off. 
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35 The sun was setting casting golden beams of light throughout the city. Thousands of people were walking back and forth across London enjoying the city life. Meanwhile located fifteen feet upwards was a middle aged man dressed in a silver suit. Two wings with handfuls of metallic feathers stemmed from his back. An important observation was the suit, wings and general mechanics this man wore all stemmed from the glove attached in his left hand. He reached to the ground opening the suitcase by his feet and stared at the several components carefully placed within it. He began taking the two components closest to him snapping them together, grabbing a scope and attaching it as well, grabbing several more of the components to create a fully extendable stand. With that he had completely emptied the suitcase and was left with a sniper rifle in his hands. He placed it against the steel railing that outlined the perimeter of the rooftop, closed one eye, and carefully looked through the scope. He shimmied the rifle left and then to the right slightly until he had perfected and honed his aim onto his target. Visible and displayed through the scope was an elderly man in a three piece suit. His outfit was a mitch-match of colours; the peach shirt he had decided to wear completely contradicted the dark greys and blacks of the suit, trousers and boots. The man in the grey suit breathed heavily with his finger on the trigger challenging his concentration to this one task. He then moved his finger intending to pull the trigger but was blown back by a shower of water. The sniper rifle fell to the ground accompanied a second later with the man. 
36“Back to your old ways Nicholas?” teased Jay positioned on top of a crate a couple feet away. The man growled and rose to his feet sneaking a look at his rifle which was a few inches away. 
37“Why, it’s Aquarius, why am I not surprised?” Nicholas grimaced and swung his wings flicking the water off himself. 
38“So formal,” Jay commented “I don’t see why. We’ve talked so many times these past few weeks ever since you’ve been committing crimes. Hell, I’d even say we were friends.”
39“We’re not friends,” Nicholas refuted “The only reason you know my identity is beside of those asses in MI6 scrounging for information on me yet can’t confront me. They have to send some teenage boy and his gloves.”
40“Insult the gloves all you want Falcon but even you wear one,” Jay argued. With one solid front flip he landed on the rooftop and began striding towards Falcon “Now, for once can we actually talk this out?”
41“It’s cute for you to think that,” laughed Falcon “After all, as you said, I’m back to my old ways.” He proceeded to bend down picking his sniper rifle and grasping it firmly in one hand. Jay predicted this beforehand and successfully kicked Falcon in the jaw successfully knocking him to the ground, the bullet was fired into the air. 
42“Okay Falcon, let’s chat this out, if so dinner’s on me.”
43“I have a better idea,” Falcon sneered, clutching his arm and rising from the ground again. He shot one final glare at Jay then leapt off the building extending his wings after a second of falling. 
44“Chasing it is,” Jay sighed, sprinted across the rooftop and with a front flip leaped off the building after Falcon. Falcon glided to the left catching the next rooftop followed seconds after by Jay.
45“Still with me huh? I’m surprised.” he mechanically laughed whilst leaping over the several obstacles on the rooftop. 
46“Sounds like you’re counting your falcons before they hatch.” Jay did the same jumping over a steel railing. 
47“Real smart Aquarius,” Falcon retorted and proceeded to leap off the building attempting to glide towards the next one closer to ground. Jay continued in pursuit off him leaping off the building after him, he was making slight progress at closing the ground between Falcon and himself. Whilst soaring through the air and tracking Falcon Jay’s earpiece proceeded to buzz, he immediately answered while landing on the next building Falcon decided to. 
48“Jay, this is Divine. How’s the situation?” asked the same voice from earlier. Falcon reached the edge of the next building, turned and fired a volley of metallic feathers forcing Jay to leap out of the way and continue the chase. 
49“I’m in pursuit of Falcon,” responded Jay leaping off another building gaining a second or two on him because of his pause on the rooftop’s edge by Falcon.
50“You must catch up to and capture him Jay, Nicholas Smith is a dangerous man; seven MI6 agents were killed no longer than two weeks ago attempting to scout out a building that was rigged with explosives thanks to yours truly.”
51“Thanks Divine,” Jay responded. Falcon turned mid-air and fired another volley of feathers which with a torrent of water from the palm of his hands Jay avoided by propelling himself left. 
52“Is there any other news on Nicholas Smith?”
53“Don’t quote me on this but I think Falcon…Nicholas…Might be working for somebody.” Falcon landed by a two storey building, slid across the rooftop and leaped off the building, he extended his wings for no longer than half a second before hitting the ground so he wouldn’t damage himself, Falcon then proceeded to race across the street. Jay, of course, chased after him. 
54“It doesn’t seem like Falcon to work alongside anyone let alone work for someone.” Jay leaped off the roof, landed on the tarmac and ran after Falcon who was heading towards an alleyway knocking anyone and everyone over who was in his way. 
55“I know, Divine,” Jay replied. He carefully darted past the knocked over bodies “I mean, there was that information about him we discovered last week referring to his gambling addiction.”
56“You think he’s doing it for the money?” Divine questioned.
57“I don’t know, he might very well be,” Jay answered then hung up. Lined in front of the alleyway was a six foot locked gate, which after kicking off the brick wall Falcon managed to vault over. Jay propelled himself over with a sudden blast of water; he rolled with the fall on the other side and cut valuable seconds off the time between him and Falcon. Falcon’s suit was now gleaming in the orange sunlight that bathed the sky. Quiet pants could be heard from his mouth buried deep underneath his steel mouth covering that extended from the chest plates of his outfit. He turned on his heel, grasped the steel railing and proceeded to race up the alleyway stairs. Jay from the other side of these stairs propelled himself onto the first flight with a water blast. He saw Falcon in his sight bounding up the first flight of stairs and knocked him back down with a torrent of water. His body smashed against a step then against a steel railing then continued this process until he crashed to the bottom of the stairs and rolled onto the alleyway and finishing rolling momentum when he landed in a puddle. Jay slid down the railing and landed by Falcon’s side. The body of the water elemental stood dooming over that of the Falcon. 
58“Now,” Jay panted “Time to get you to the police and learn the answers to why the Falcon crossed the road.”
59“To get to the other side,” Falcon wheezed, flicking himself to his feet with his wings and firing another volley of feathers that slit Jay’s wrists that were used in a defensive reflex response to the attack. Falcon vaulted over another six foot tall gate on the opposite side of the alleyway. Jay chased after Falcon; luckily his suit had absorbed the damage of the attack so no body parts of his were cut in the process. He repeated the process he used to vault the previous gate and continued chasing Falcon who at that moment had somehow vaulted another gate into another alleyway a metre away and proceeded to climb the next alleyway’s stairs despite appearing more fatigued that the very start of the chase. Jay launched himself onto the top of the gate and with an explosion of water thrust himself onto the rooftop of the nearby building. Falcon finished the flight of stairs and continued sprinting as Jay landed feet first onto the building and raced after him. No more than a metre separated them. Once again like the previous times before Falcon kicked himself off the rooftop and began gliding off it again. Jay followed and with the realisation in his current element he couldn’t catch up with Falcon he changed gloves mid-air. The once calm water elemental was now replaced with one that was fully crimson red and grey in design with scaled armour that looked bullet proof. Its mask was the most intriguing part of the suit, it looked like a leather gas mask with the eye sockets replaced with what looked like mosquito netting; the type you might use in your car or tent. Extended from his back were two long moveable arms that looked like a mix between a steel pole and a tentacle. At the end of these arms were three sharp pieces of metal that looked almost like the fingers to the “arm.” This suit due to its increased weight due to the added armour and arms forced Jay to fall faster and unlike Aquarius which was more streamlined and aerodynamic the elemental fire glove Inferno was not. Jay essential began to fall like a sack of bricks unable to control his movements very well. Spotting Falcon a foot away from him he extended his arm, catching Falcon by the ground, and pulled him to the ground alongside his velocity. Falcon crashed face first into the tarmac of the road while Jay controllably smashed into the tarmac alongside him feet first. The occupants in the cars looked in confusion to the creatures ahead of them that had just fallen from the skies. Falcon attempted to run again however Jay caught his back with his claw and smashed him into the ground.
60“Nice try Nicholas,” Jay croaked. The desperation in his inhales for air was heard even more clearly now thanks to the gas mask. 
61“If you think this is more than a minor inconvenience then you are stupid Inferno,” Falcon cackled, his face buried underneath the tarmac. With honks and gunfire forcing the cars in front of Jay and Nicholas to move it was soon revealed that a black Jeep Wrangler with no license plate was driving at a considerable speed towards them both. The front passenger window rolled down and a man leaned over the side with a semi-automatic rifle and dressed in a burglar mask, the one comically used in the likes of comics and TV, began firing at Jay. Jay was forced to let go of Falcon and back-flipped avoiding the first few bullets then made a shield with his metal tentacles to deflect the gunfire. The jeep turned then stopped. Its doors faced Jay allowing the gunmen to fire extremely accurate shots. Falcon lay beneath this gunfire; he was a few inches from where the jeep had parked. From the back of the jeep two more men in the same outfit, same build and with the same semi-automatic rifles opened the door and began firing. One supported the gunfire of the man in the front passenger seat whereas the other with a firm tug pulled Falcon to his feet behind the individual. Falcon was carefully loaded into the jeep alongside the other masked men. Jay, juxtaposing his once defensive attitude towards the gunfire now offensively leaped over the several bullets fired and with one tentacle clamped the individual firing his semi-automatic outside the ground. His body lay motionless on the ground; the gun skidded far enough so he couldn’t grab it from his current positioning. The jeep doors closed as the second tentacle of Jay’s smashed the window in an attempt to reclaim Falcon. The gunman from the front passenger seat however fired another bullet striking Jay directly in the heart. Jay fell to his knees. The gunman whistled to the driver and began to roll up the window. The jeep raced off. Jay, who was on his knees fell to the ground, all power from his glove had died, he was now just a regular fifteen year old child lying on the road of London. Police sirens could be heard in the distance. The gunman, however, once realising he wasn’t clamped down any longer crawled along the ground and grasped his semi-automatic rifle. He rose to his feet looming over Jay with the gun titling towards his face. Jay held one hand in a desperate attempt to take the bullets that were sure to come. He closed his eyes as the gun was positioned to his forehead. Then the sound of the bang came. Jay, seconds later, opened his eyes in the awkward realisation he wasn’t dead. Instead the gunman dropped to his knees directly in front of Jay, the palm of his hand was shredded completely. The cut in his hand was that of a circular shape. The semi-automatic rifle he once held in the hand had now fell to his knees. The cop that seemed to have had shot him was an Asian man in his young twenties. The glock and the officer’s hands shook. His colleague, an older, bald gentleman reached for the handcuffs from his back of his trousers and began handcuffing the gunman while saying aloud the “anything you say may be used in evidence against you…” The other police officer however placed out his hand to which Jay gladly accepted. He was pulled to his feet. 
62“The name’s Stephen, Stephen Kokoshi,” he spoke “I’ve been a fan of yours for a while.”
63“Thanks,” Jay replied rubbing the dust and debris off his school shirt. They shook hands “Always nice to meet a fan of my work.” Kokoshi turned his head to watch the other police officer load the gunman into the car.
64“What were you doing here anyways?” Kokoshi proceeded to ask.
65“Fighting Falcon, A.K.A Nicholas Smith,” Jay answered “However things got a bit chaotic. Now I’ve learned never to bring gloves to a gunfight. Without you taking that shot I would’ve probably died then and there.”
66“That’s my job, saving lives.”
67“Kokoshi, can you stop fanboying and get in the police car? The folks at the station are waiting for us,” the man from behind called.
68“Sorry,” Kokoshi called back “Look, I really need to get back to the station, although if you call by I would love to make plans with you for maybe going out sometime and chatting or-”
69“-Kokoshi!”
70“Yes, yes, sorry,” apologised Kokoshi hurriedly.
71“I’d love to and yeah I’ll call by,” nodded Jay. Kokoshi placed his glock back into his gun holster then marched off back to the police car. As the car set off Jay looked at the state he had left the tarmac in. A small patch of the tarmac was damaged however that was nothing in comparison to the giant crater that Jay had once created with Inferno. The glove that was once growing with red and greys had been replied with the mundane toned down varieties of those colours. It would take a while for the glove to charge back up unfortunately. Jay’s earpiece once again buzzed.
72“Divine?” Jay asked.
73“Yes, glad to hear you’re okay Jay,” replied Divine on the other end “I was scared…That…”
74“Dad I’m fine.”
75“Jay,” Divine warned on the other end “Professionalism.”
76“Divine,” Jay grumbled. Noticing a bakery on the other end of the street he began walking across the pavement ignoring the confused looks from the town’s inhabitants. 
77“How did capturing Falcon go?” he proceeded to ask.
78“It’s better if I explain to you face to face and in MI6 grounds,” Jay replied as he entered the bakery. The bell rang calling to the attention of the lady at the counter. 
79“That doesn’t sound good.”
80“One gingerbread man please?” mumbled Jay. The old lady smiled with a toothy grin, nodded and began getting the gingerbread man. 
81“Anyways the Colonel will be arriving today as well, he was meant to arrive by now however he was having apparent trouble with his taxi.” Jay payed the lady and plucked his gingerbread man from the paper bag. “I know you haven’t met him before but I expect perfect behaviour. He is the head of the military after all.” Jay bit into the gingerbread man.
82“When am I not on my behaviour or when do I not have the best of manners?” Jay responded whilst eating the gingerbread man, crumbs spewed from his mouth and were scattered on the ground in every direction.
83“I’m just saying Jay,” Divine retorted “Anyways, I’ll see you when I see you.” 
84“See you,” Jay replied. Ate the reminder of the gingerbread man, shouldered open the door and slotted on his Aquarius elemental glove. At once he launched himself into the sky with torrents of water from the palms of his hand and soles of his feet. It took a few seconds for him to catch his bearings but he propelled himself forward. The cries of people below could be heard suddenly as Jay passed over them splashing water over them, some even reached for umbrellas.
85“Sorry, sorry,” Jay apologised. He ignored swears from the group of men he passed over “Sorry, look, if it’s any consolation I nearly died today. Listen it’s this or I wear the earth glove that’ll make me destroy even more of your road.” With a spurt of extra energy from his soles he fired ahead and off into the distance. 
86  Jay arrived by the MI6 building deciding to walk the final one hundred metres instead of soaring in with Aquarius. The MI6 building overall was roughly seventy five metres tall looming over the rest of London essentially. It provided a save heaven and protection for those in need. Jay skipped up the several stone steps and arrived at the main entrance. From there he took a quick left, tapping his feet against the marble floor with each step, and entered the elevator clicking for floor twelve. The ride would take a while and to make matters worse some old low quality background music was playing on the elevator. To entertain himself Jay slotted on his earth elemental glove. This creature was called “Everest” and was similar in figure to Inferno. The armour covering his body, legs and even feet were crafted from Nepheline rock with an unknown protective coating. Because of this Everest was overall a very light orange shaded monster. The hand that the glove was not slotted onto was replaced with a drill of the same colour and also crafted from Nepheline. His face mask was hollow and thick, his eyes glowed with bright dark blue as if neon. His bottom jaw was displaced somewhat from the rest of his head and top jaw as it was forced downwards further than the regular human’s. Jay produced to spin the drill that displaced his hand, even on some occasions he would drill it into his own arm attempting to spell his own name. He had made the later “J” and began on the letter “A” when a young woman entered the elevator. She looked confused and began to look the monster up and down. Jay turned to her and gave off a nervous laugh.
87“Oh hello,” he barked. She timidly clicked the elevator button, the door closed and the two occupied the elevator. She faced away from Jay when he attempted to look at her. He then proceeded to use an icebreaker to make her more talkative “Nice weather today huh?” His “huh?” was gruff and made her leap. The elevator stopped by the floor; he removed the glove, and turned to her once more.
88“Well, see you later,” he nodded leaving the woman to herself. The floor was dedicated to two rows of tables and computers with employees searching information on them. Halfway across the room and to the right, with a table, was Jay’s father. As per usual Divine had dressed to impress with a matching dark suit, shoes and dark blue buttoned shirt alongside a tie a slightly lighter blue. Accompanying him was the man Jay recognised as the one Falcon was trying to snipe. Clutched in his hand was a briefcase. In the other hand was a pocket watch. His face was worn and wrinkled with a frayed dirty blonde moustache that drooped to either side of his bottom jaw. The frayed dirty blonde also went for his hair too. Divine turned to Jay and held one hand out.
89“Colonel Harrison, this is my son, Jay Divine,” Divine introduced. The Colonel set his briefcase on the table then shook Jay’s hand with both his hands. Jay remained stone faced in defiance to the old man practically shaking Jay’s body back and forth.
90“Very nice to meet you,” he nodded and let go of Jay “However, I must say you are rather late, what was the matter?”
91“Oh, you know, just fighting Falcon, one of the greatest criminals this year,” Jay coughed.
92“And well, did you capture Mr. Smith?” 
93“No,” Jay answered wearily. The colonel’s eyes peered at him.
94“And why not?” the Colonel laughed, he turned to Divine for a second then turned back to Jay “Do you think it was some sort of joke to let the Falcon escape so he could terrorise more people?” 
95“No,” Jay replied calmly. He and Divine looked into each other’s eyes; his eyes begged for him to remain good. The colonel laughed, Jay rolled his eyes, and his laugh was completely obnoxious. It was half phlegm too. He turned to Divine who was beside him.
96“I imagine the boy is too young to understand the severity of death.”
97“I imagine you’re too old to be alive,” Jay retorted. Several members of MI6 who were typing in the background burst out in laughter. The colonel turned to Jay in disgust.
98“Divine have you taught your son any manners?”
99“I have and I do apologise colonel,” Divine apologised “It won’t happen again, I assure you sir, do apologise Jay.”
100“I won’t,” Jay refuted. Both the colonel and Divine glared at him “I saved his life today and he accuses me of losing Falcon, even though many agents dead or alive now have and to my knowledge haven’t been blamed not nearly enough as I have, I nearly got shot by a masked gunman with a semi-automatic rifle just to save you.” The colonel looked in confusion whereas Divine looked in shock.
101“Wait,” the colonel mumbled thinking the sentence Jay just spoke over “Falcon, Nicholas Smith apologies, was attempting to assassinate me?”
102“Yes,” Jay replied, nodded and watched the colonel’s face drain to the colour of white. It was a hard thing to tell someone they should be dead but it was something Jay knew he would have to mention “I’m still trying to find a motive for his attempted assassination though.”
103“When or where was this?” 
104“Downing street,” Jay replied “Presumably when you were waiting for your taxi.” 
105“Maybe he wanted to kill you for that,” Divine spoke to Colonel Harrison then pointed to the briefcase he had set on the table.  
106“What is in the briefcase?” asked Jay. The colonel growled and turned to Divine, Divine nodded. The colonel obediently opened the two locks on the briefcase. Jay stood by the table looking at the contents. Inside the briefcase was polystyrene packing with a rectangle hole cut into it. Inside the hole was a rectangular vial. Inside the vial was a red liquid that glowed. 
107“What is it?” Divine asked. Jay turned to him “I only knew the colonel was coming with an important package but not the contents.”
108“This is a one by one metre vial of what is known as DOOM.” 
109“What is this chemical’s capability?” Divine inquired.
110“It has the ability when fused with the secondary substance to be a radioactive bio-weapon with an incurable disease. It could quite honestly wipe out an entire country.” Jay looked confused.
111“Why the hell is this even in our country?” Jay snapped “It should be buried under some dessert for the rest of humanity to never discover again.”
112“I originally agreed,” empathised Colonel Harrison “However on its own DOOM is completely useless, get this vial’s contents spilt on your finger and it would have little to no effect. The secondary substance OBLIVION needs to be combined with it for it to be a danger. However there is a third substance that although undiscovered still exists called HOPE rumoured to be located in the shorelines of America. There’s an entire team of researchers and builders attempting to discover it as we speak. DOOM, OBLIVION and HOPE create the substance DOH one of which has the entirely opposite effect to that of DO in which it can cure anything.”
113“Where is this other substance OBLIVION located?” asked Divine. 
114“My lady friend and lead researcher in science in the organisation S.T.A.R.T months ago, rumoured to be thanks to Felix Giovanni, discovered OBLIVION adding to the substance of DOOM in their storage which had been discovered many centuries ago. Sarah Porter, my lady friend, after being nearly killed by Falcon weeks    ago-”
115“-Which Jay had to come to the rescue for-” interrupted Jay. The colonel took no notice of him.
116“After realising the threat of giving a known criminal with elemental glove powers both substances to creating the biggest bioweapon known to mankind she handed me one of them, as you can see DOOM, with the ideology that this substance would receive the protection from the military and after today the protection also of MI6.” 
117“You still didn’t answer my question,” interrupted Jay “Why are these two substances capable of making a bioweapon in the same country? England, nonetheless, this should be in area 51 with the entirety of that American Military protecting it. In fact, keep one here, give one to America.”
118“We were intending to actually give America both substances,” the colonel responded “They were interested a month ago in the idea of creating a bioweapon that they could use to retaliate with against any country that declared war on them.”
119“It would be an exact repeat of world war two then,” Divine commented. 
120“Somewhat, yes,” the colonel nodded “So moral of the story is to keep eyes on Falcon and make sure we get him apprehended as soon as possible.”
121“And I used all my good bird related puns on him that fight too,” Jay groaned “I guess I’ll just have to find some more.” A man dressed in full black and in his late twenties waltzed over with a classified case folder in his hands, Jay already knew he was he had heard of him before, his name was Adam Michaels, one of the best MI6 agents. It had been rumoured by many that last year he had beaten half a dozen gun armed thugs in a shootout by himself. Although the rumour could never be one hundred percent true his powerful muscles and legs that were the size of trees proved validity to the claim. His outfit was entirely black.
122“Here’s some information that might help out with Falcon,” Adam explained. The three stared at him as if he was speaking another language “Nicholas Smith?”
123“Yes?” Divine answered.
124“I couldn’t help but overhear the conversation,” Adam answered and pulled a file page out of the folder “There was some information I researched that was in relation to Falcon and this scenario.”
125“Do tell,” ordered Jay. Adam showed him the sheet showing bank account details.
126“My sister works for a bank and sent me this information, he’s three hundred thousand pounds in debt,” Adam explained. He then turned to look at the colonel “Now, how much do you think is the price on your head colonel?”
127“I don’t know,” the colonel nervously croaked.
128“See boys, I have a theory, Falcon’s a hired assassin.”
129“He gets three hundred thousand pounds for the assassination of Colonel Harrison,” Divine answered. Adam nodded. Divine turned to the suitcase on the desk “This service of clearing Nicholas of his debts is so that the person who hired him can get the vial filled with DOOM.” 
130“Bang on,” Adam replied.
131“It’s a great theory Adam but I can’t see Falcon working for anyone,” Jay answered. 
132“True,” Adam sighed “Falcon’s the top criminal at the moment I doubt there’s any criminal that would even go near him let alone strike a deal with him. With his glove he makes a thug with a shotgun look like a kid with a water gun.”
133“If there was someone more powerful than Falcon potentially we would consider it,” the Colonel jumped in “But until then we have many missing puzzle pieces to this puzzle.”
134“Colonel, I am leaving you in the presence of Adam Michael’s one of my best agents, he will act as a bodyguard and will protect you,” Divine explained.
135“Yes Mr. Divine,” agreed Adam.
136“Meanwhile, while you debrief Adam about the importance and dangers of the substance DOOM in this vial I shall have a word with Jay, my son, if you will.” The colonel agreed and went towards the table pointing out the vial to Adam. Divine dragged Jay aside.
137“I heard what you said previously,” Divine reminded Jay “About how you almost died today by a masked man with a semi-automatic rifle.”
138“And what?” asked Jay.
139“I don’t want you putting your life at risk by being a member of MI6 anymore-”
140“Dad…”
141“No, it was a stupid idea to ever let you in Jay, your service was greatly appreciated but I’m sorry. I greatly appreciate your contribution to MI6 and your country but you have to leave us.” Jay’s eyes welled with tears; the legacy he had once protected now threw him out. This place was one that accepted him and his identity for who he truly was, it was a place he could finally be free with his gloves. 
142“Okay,” Jay nodded, licked his lip and rubbed his eye “I understand.”
143“Jay…” Divine attempted to call out, but it was too late, back turned Jay entered the elevator and shut the door behind him. The elevator began moving down floor by floor. Divine watched the numbers on the screen decreasing and nearing zero. Adam marched over and placed a hand on Divine’s shoulder. He watched the numbers decreasing alongside Divine. 
144“This was the best decision as a father to do,” Adam reminded him “As someone who was a stupid kid years ago you’re mad at the start but eventually you’ll understand people do these things for your benefit and he will too.”
145“I don’t know Adam,” Divine sniffed “I don’t know if that was the right choice. I miss my son in this building and organisation already.”
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147 The elevator stopped on the ground floor, stone faced and head bent downwards Jay left the elevator and stomped towards the entrance to the building. He brushed past a man on the steps downward, despite that there were no other obstructions to his leaving of MI6. The rain beat down from the heavens and wetting Jay’s school clothes which he still wore, they stank, and after all he had worn them for nearly twelve hours now. Jay grabbed the first glove in his pocket he could grab and slotted it into his hand. It was Shade, the wind elemental, the hood was thin and not the most comfortable that the elemental was forced to wear. The snood restricted Jay’s breathing immensely however he kept it on. Its protection was more valued than nothing. It wasn’t until the first time that Jay looked ahead of him ahead of at the ground that he saw a police car outside with the lights flashing. The window rolled down in Jay’s presence. It was Kokoshi.
148“Hey there,” Kokoshi called. Jay tilted his head downwards again and continued pacing forward “Jay, hello?” Jay tilted his head upwards and approached the police car “Scared I got the wrong person there.” Kokoshi proceeded to laugh. Despite the news that he was forced to leave an organisation he loved working for in the presence of Kokoshi he couldn’t help but smile.
149“Hello Kokoshi,” Jay greeted.
150“I hope you recall our conversation previously, when I said I’d get back to you, well I kept my promise.”
151“I remember,” Jay answered. 
152“Well not specifically you know “getting back to you” as such I actually said we could chat sometime and, you know, we’re chatting now…” Kokoshi blushed with embarrassment.
153“Its fine Kokoshi,” Jay laughed. 
154“Oh okay,” Kokoshi replied giving off a sigh. He reached to the compartment between the front passenger and driver seat and pulled out a notepad with pencil “We haven’t got any information of worth mentioning from that gunman you helped us apprehend but if you give me your phone number I could text you the information or give you a call…Unless you don’t want to have a call then that’s fine.”
155“Either works,” Jay sniggered and wrote his phone number onto the notepad. 
156“Thank you,” Kokoshi gleamed and snatched back the notepad with the pencil. There was a second of awkward silence in which Kokoshi was staring dreamily at Jay. 
157“Anyways, I’ve got to go,” Jay replied and tapped against the roof of the car.
158“Oh, yeah, of course I forgot you were so busy, sorry if I kept you back from anything.”
159“You didn’t Kokoshi, no worries,” Jay replied. His earpiece began to buzz. Kokoshi rolled up the windows gave one final sigh of relief and drove off. Jay on the other hand had to take off his glove forcing his body and school uniform to take the rain that pounded down from the sky. He answered the buzz from his earpiece and attempted to put his glove into his pocket. However, since it was raining, the glove slipped out of his hand and landed on the pavement. 
160“Crap,” Jay snapped “Thank goodness tomorrow is the weekend; I could never clean this school uniform for tomorrow if it was a school day.”
161“Hello, Jay?” asked Divine. Jay bent down to pick up the glove, instead another hand beat him too it, the hand of a female. He looked upwards locking eyes with Beth, a girl from his school except a year older. She was undeniably the best looking girl of the year if not the entire school. Her hair despite the rain was as always blonde, bright and pristine. It was also rumoured her and her family were millionaires if not billionaires. She was extremely sporty as well doing volleyball, hockey, football, netball, tennis and cricket. She did debates, school announcements (if Isaac for some reason wouldn’t) and was the main in the school play. She played four different instruments, spoke six different languages and had been talent spotted twice for two different organisations. Many had wondered how she had time to fit all her responsibilities in. 
162“Here you go Jay,” she spoke and nodded towards the glove he picked up. She had one hand buried into the pockets of her jeans; much like Jay did with his school trousers. 
163“Thanks,” Jay mime spoke and pressed two fingers against his ear to signify, as he did with most people, that he was speaking to MI6. He grabbed the glove; Beth moved forward and grasped his hand with hers. 
164“Jay? Are you there?” asked Divine on the other side. Jay and Beth once again locked eyes both staring quietly at each other. Beth tightened her clutch of her hand around his.
165“I’m here,” Jay answered finally as Beth let go of him. During the phase she held his hand he could not think of anything, it was as if his mind hit a brick wall. Beth smiled then walked off; Jay looked behind him and watched her waltzing down the pavement completely ignoring the horrific rainstorm that was happening. 
166“You took a while to respond after you picked up,” Divine commented. Jay placed his glove into his pocket. 
167“Sorry, I was a little busy.”
168“No worries Jay, look, take today and the weekend of to relax. You’ve been wrapping yourself up in protecting others so much that you need some time to yourself.”
169“Yeah,” Jay mumbled “You’re right.” The rain continued to patter.
170“In fact tomorrow your brother Johnny is having his shift in the ice cream parlour. Bring a friend and go over there to get some ice cream and of course make sure he’s not slacking.” 
171“You know what dad you’re completely right, that actually sounds like a great idea,” Jay replied. The phone in his pocket buzzed.
172“Anyway got to go back to work, the colonel wants to speak to me, chat to you when I get home.”
173“Bye,” Jay spoke. After pressing his earpiece again he reached into his pocket, pulled out his buzzing phone and answered it.
174“Hello Jay? This is Kokoshi. I just wanted to make sure I got your number correct!”
175“Yes,” Jay answered “Yes this is Jay.”
176“Nice!” Kokoshi replied “Anyways, I better get going, I just wanted to make sure your number worked. See you when I see you.” He hung up. Jay with a smile switched off his phone and placed it into his pocket. Transforming once more into Aquarius he soared in the sky, at least the townsfolk wouldn’t be too upset when getting soaked now; Mother Nature had already been soaking them. 
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178  Saturday had come around faster than expected and before long the plans of meeting for ice cream had actually became a reality. Shamus pushed open the door followed by Jay. The ice cream parlour was half filled with people reading newspapers, on phones or just generally chatting. 
179“Thanks for inviting me Jay, I needed a break from that Physics homework,” Shamus grunted. 
180“No worries,” Jay replied “In fact if you want to pay for both of us next time just so you can get away from Physics I’ll happily agree.”
181“Okay, don’t push your luck,” Shamus winked. The two boys approached the counter and like Divine had said Johnny was there working.
182“Ah, there’s my favourite brother,” Johnny grinned, washed the scooper and approached Jay and Shamus.
183“I’m your only brother,” Jay scowled.
184“Yeah, Jay, that was the joke…”
185“Nice to meet you, I’m Shamus,” Shamus greeted.
186“Johnny,” Johnny winked and pointed the scooper towards Jay “I’m this guy’s big brother.”
187“Unfortunately,” Jay retorted.
188“What can I get you both anyway?” he asked. Johnny’s physical appearance was very different to that of Jay. His hair was dirty blonde and he was six foot while Jay was a few inches smaller. Granted Johnny was three years older than Jay and had taken a gap year out before university so he could get some work experience. Shamus and Jay got their orders and sat down by the table closest to the door. 
189“Well go on then,” Shamus grinned “You’ve got to show me your gloves.” 
190“What?” Jay asked.
191“It’s pretty self-explanatory,” Shamus retorted “I want to see one of your gloves that you use on your MI6 missions.”
192“Yeah, MI6,” Jay muttered. He begrudgingly pulled out the Inferno glove from his pocket and set it on the table. Shamus ran his fingers down the fingertips. His eyes were wide opened. It was a surprise to nobody he was immensely intrigued by this new discovery. He grasped the glove turning it in his hands and grasped onto it with one hand, the fingertips facing Jay who sat on the opposite side of the table. 
193“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Jay warned. Shamus exchanged looks with him then proceeded to slide his hand into the glove. Jay ripped the glove off of him before his fingertips fully entered the glove. 
194“What the hell man?” Shamus snapped.
195“Do you know what happened to Jake when he wore one of these?” Jay countered “He turned into a one tonne amethyst and stone infused monster.” Shamus paused for a second thinking of his counter argument. 
196“I could have the genetic mutation; I could help fight crime alongside you!”
197“The chances for that to happen are insanely low and are not worth me losing a friend to,” Jay explained.
198“Oh you’re selfish aren’t you,” Shamus snarled “I get your game. You just want all the fun for yourself.”
199“Maybe I don’t want to lose another friend to these,” Jay retorted with his own snarls. He waved the glove of Inferno in front of Shamus’ face “I was there, pinned to the ground trapped in duct tape, and I saw his face and final emotions when that glove was forced onto his hand and I’d give anything to in see them.” He pressed his head against the cold table top. 
200“Jay,” Shamus croaked attempting an apology, his mouth grew dry and he couldn’t muster the words “Look…”
201“I’m the selfish one?” Jay continued, face still pressed down against the table top “You’re willing to transform into an uncontrollable monster that could damage the entirety of humanity just for your own pleasure?” Shamus held his head in his hands nodding.
202“Yes.”
203“I haven’t talked to him since the funeral months ago and beforehand I had never talked to him before, but you only need to see how Isaac is acting now at the loss of his brother, think of how your family would’ve reacted Shamus.”
204“But I want to change the world Jay. I want to do something my current form cannot.” Jay’s phone buzzed, he immediately pulled the phone out of his pocket and read the text from Kokoshi.
205“New information gained on Falcon and whereabouts. Call ASAP for more information, if I’m not called in five minutes after this text then the police will have to handle the situation.”
206“Work in a foodbank or help in a homeless shelter,” Jay instructed. He cartwheeled off the back of his seat and landed on the tile flooring feet first. 
207“I suppose,” Shamus nodded timidly.
208“Just, whatever you do don’t put people’s lives at risk for you to do what you want,” Jay ordered. Those words resonated with Shamus. He nodded his head like a woodpecker against wood. Jay began to walk off towards the door.
209“Jay, where are you going?” 
210“I need to hunt down a criminal alongside the police,” Jay replied and gave Shamus a friendly nod “I’ll make sure to see you at school on Monday.” Shamus responded with a similar nod and watched Jay leave the parlour. Shamus remained at the table and finished the ice cream he had been served. He forced his fingers through his tangled hair while thinking over what Jay had told him. The main foundation of the argument boiled down to putting others before himself and definitely not putting them at risk of his stupidity and childish ignorance. The door opens as Isaac accompanied Beth entered the ice cream parlour. Shamus faced the wall looking at a nearby framed picture of the building from 1986 to avoid eye contact from the two others from his school. They passed by however there was one important part of their relationship that Shamus couldn’t un-see, they were holding hands. 
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212 Jay flipped onto the recycling bins that were kept in the alleyway beside the parlour. 
213“Kokoshi, pick up,” pleaded Jay as the phone continued to ring and buzzed with no answer from the recipient. Fortunately, Kokoshi did eventually pick up and answered.
214“Jay,” Kokoshi instructed sternly “Do you have your elemental gloves on you?” 
215“Uh, yes, of course, as always, why?” 
216“The gunman leaked information in the interrogation room. Apparently Falcon is staging another assassination this time on your father. He’s climbing a building and is attempting to snipe Divine in less than an hour’s time. We police officers would go down immediately but for all we know it could be another trap set up to kill us and we heard of the awful thing that happened to that group of agents not too long ago. It’s better, in my opinion, to send someone semi-immortal.”
217“Divine?” Jay murmured and flipped off the recycling bin “If Adam Michael’s theory is true then Falcon would be stopping at nothing to pursuit, target and kill the colonel. It’ll fulfil his contract and would allow him to steal one of the two DO substances, if that is his plan.”
218“Maybe DO isn’t his plan, maybe he’s just trying to pick off leaders of the big organisations protecting England. Especially because after failing to kill colonel Harrison the military and MI6 will be throwing themselves in front of bullets to save him.”
219“We have assigned one of our best MI6 agents, Adam Michaels, as a permanent bodyguard for the colonel and yes the military will probably be sticking close to him as well,” Jay replied “Still, if killing people with little protection but high authority and are responsible for DO then why doesn’t he just kill the owner of S.T.A.R.T? She’s holding onto the vial of oblivion.”
220“Falcon already attempted to kill Sarah and failed. I guess your father is the only one of the trio he hasn’t tried to assassinate yet; it’s a pretty stupid idea but Nicholas Smith has never been the smartest of individuals.”
221“Just sent me the location of the building he’s planning to climb so I can get to it before him and hopefully put him behind bars.”
222“Amen brother and I’ll send you the location now.”
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224  Falcon pulled himself over the edge of the rooftop after climbing the drainpipe. He rose from his knees to his feet with the sniper, already assembled in his hands. From the darkness a torrent of water was fired colliding with Falcon and knocking him to the ground. The sniper knocked against the edge of the rooftop after skidding across the rooftop for a few seconds. Falcon hauled himself to his feet. Jay stepped out from the darkness. The evening night bathed the atmosphere. Several hundred metres away Jay could see his father at his desk researching on his laptop completely unaware of his assassination. 
225“Back again?” Falcon cackled. 
226“Of course,” Jay responded “I couldn’t just leave my favourite criminal to his own devices could I?”
227“Three times we’ve had this song and dance,” spat Falcon “How many more times of chasing me and failing to capture me will it take before you realise you just can’t beat me?”
228“Okay, to be fair, the first time I was inexperienced, the second time was a chase five hours past my bedtime and I hadn’t slept the night before that and the third time I had four masked gunmen firing at me also.” 
229“I’m somewhat impressed Jay Divine that you survived that assault. Last time I checked your glove was drained of all energy and I had left you with one of my finest gunmen.”
230“The police came,” Jay answered “Just in the nick of time.” 
231“In one way I’m disappointed that you weren’t killed that day,” Falcon smirked “But in another it allows me to end you myself.” He fired a volley of metallic feathers forcing Jay to front flip over them, Falcon charged towards him but was pushed to the edge of the rooftop with a surge of water. 
232“You’ve tried killing many people but attempting to kill my father is the last straw,” Jay screeched. 
233“I guess it’ll make up for one of my best colleagues shot and captured by the police yesterday,” Falcon retorted with a hiss throwing a punch which Jay ducked underneath and retaliated with an uppercut. Falcon was forced backwards a few steps, his movements grew slower than beforehand. 
234“So why are you killing these important folk to the development of science or protection to the country?” Jay inquired. 
235“I talk, I’m dead,” Falcon refuted and leaped off the building. 
236“Not this time,” Jay snarled and took off his Aquarius glove; he looked to the sniper weighing the positives and negatives of taking the shot but instead transformed into Shadow and drew his bow. He jumped off the building after Falcon spiralling down directly afterwards, the fabric of his elemental’s outfit flapping against the air which he hit with such a remarkable velocity. Bow in one hand Jay summoned an arrow which he clutched in the palm of his hand. He slotted the arrow into the bow, drew it back and fired launching the arrow into the Falcon’s left wing and forcing him to head first crash land on top of the nearest rooftop he could find. Jay followed seconds behind and rolled with the fall which allowed him to propel himself forward and rugby tackling Falcon back to the ground. Builders overseeing construction of the scaffolding to the new extension to the building, they obviously were in shock and unaware of what to do when a ninja and a man-sized bird landed feet from them. 
237“Excuse me, sir?” asked one of the older men who was accompanied by two younger men all in their orange vests. Falcon shoved Jay off him but received a kick to the face from Jay in response. 
238“Sorry to bother you boys just trying to capture this megalomaniac, annoying birdbrain,” explained Jay whilst avoiding punches from the Falcon. He launched his foot into Falcon’s chest, used the advantage of that positioning to then kick off his chest and smash his foot into Falcon’s jaw. Jay landed on his feet after the flip and Falcon fell to the roof’s edge after the impact of the attack. 
239“Excuse me, gentlemen?” the old man asked once again. He held a phone in his hands with “999” already dialled in. Falcon screamed and fired a volley of feathers at the builders. Jay sprinted and leapt in front of the feathers teaching each and every one. Their metal tips sliced through his hood and killing the energy from his suit. Jay replaced the dead glove with Inferno’s that since yesterday had become recharged. With Inferno’s new birth he breathed a gust of fire from the mouth piece of the gas mask. Falcon fired several more feathers one after another which Jay dodged with ease. Pushing himself off his tentacle which he shoved into the ground of the rooftop he gathered enough momentum to fly kick Falcon. Both feet pounded into his chest as an audible bark of pain could be heard from Falcon’s mouth despite being concealed underneath the mouthpiece. The momentum was so great that the velocity Falcon was hit with launched him off the building. In sudden realisation Falcon couldn’t glide any longer because of his damaged wing Jay shot out a tentacle and caught Falcon. Despite Falcon’s best attempts to squirm free the claws of the tentacle grasped him tight and wouldn’t let go. 
240“So,” Jay panted turning to the three builders staring in awe “You guys come here often?”
241“What are you?” asked one of the younger builders who took a few steps forward. The older gentleman held him back with his arm preventing him from moving any further.
242“I’m Jay, I work…well I used to work for MI6,” realising the sentence didn’t have much weight and would’ve provided more questions than answers he attempted to clarify again “I’m in association with the police. I’m one of the good elementals and one of the good guys.” That seemed to communicate effectively his point to the builders, at least the older gentlemen who nodded rapidly. 
243“Can you please call the police for me? Tell Jay, the kid with the elemental gloves, has captured Falcon.” 
244“Uh sure,” the builder nodded and began ringing up the police and saying the exact same words Jay had told him to. Jay slammed his other tentacle into the rooftop and carefully lowered himself down the side of the building and with the other tentacle pulled Falcon upwards him. He still attempted struggling and pulling at the claws but again, to no avail. 
245“Believe it or not Falcon but I’m here to help you, I just need to work out your motive for these attempted assassinations,” Jay croaked. His face was no more than two inches from Falcon’s. They both dangled from the side of the building with nothing but an eighty foot drop beneath them.  
246“My boss said if I said anything to anyone I was as good as dead,” Falcon spluttered and tried pulling the claws off him once again. He looked in disappointment then looked at the drop below him “However, if I did fail this assassination I was specifically told I was as good as dead to them anyway.”
247“Tell me so I can stop them,” Jay begged “Then work with the forces, go through the court sentences, spend the time in prison and then come out a better man and make something of your life.”
248“I don’t know who my boss is,” Falcon explained “That’s God’s honest truth. All I know is that they are terrifying; they summoned dozens of pink neon knives or something along those lines. I would’ve looked like a porcupine by the time that person would’ve finished with me but we made a deal. They would clear me of my debts if I killed either Sarah Porter owner of S.T.A.R.T, Colonel Paul Harrison head of the military forces or Matthew Divine owner of, as you being his son know, owner of MI6. I also needed to get the Oblivion substance or Doom substance. Then I could escape to France, make a new name for myself and live a normal life with the money I would receive. Or so my boss said.”
249“There,” Jay nodded. Police sirens could be heard from below “Was that really so hard?”
250“Yes,” grumbled Falcon “If my boss knows I gave you that information I would be dead.”
251“Well yeah, now that you mention it, it might have been a little bit harder to say than I expected.”
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253 The three full police cars full of officers had arrived at the crime scene shortly after. Nicholas Smith had his glove’s energy drained after a permitted thrashing from Inferno, which Jay enjoyed more than he cared to admit, he was handcuffed and lead to the police car with a police officer on both sides and a third with a glock a few steps behind with a pistol trained on Nicholas’ head. Jay, dressed as Aquarius, leaped down from the building and landed on the roof of the police car which Nicholas was due to enter. He was kneeling with a hand pressing downwards on the knee that was knelt. Jay stared down at Nicholas who was already looking up and glaring at him.
254“Who knows Nick; you might have some fun in prison with the bad boys,” Jay teased.
255“Just you wait Jay Divine,” Nicholas grimaced “Every night I will dream of an overdue thrashing on your behalf.”
256“That’s uh…thoughtful?” Jay muttered. He flipped off the police cars as the doors were slammed shut. Nicholas and the four police officers had entered and were ready to leave. Several officers were collecting witness statements from the builders and bystanders passing by at the time. Approaching with a steady pace was Adam, the colonel and Divine. 
257“Good work Jay,” Adam started and nodded towards him.
258“Yes,” the colonel agreed “Congratulations in capturing the notorious villainous mastermind that is Nicholas Smith, thank you for your contribution to your country Jay Divine.” Divine looked left and right to Adam and Colonel Harrison that had both already spoke. 
259“I guess it’s my turn to speak huh?” Divine murmured and stretched the back of his neck. 
260“It is,” Adam encouraged, swivelled on the sole of his shoe and turned to Divine with a smile.
261“Long story short, Jay, Adam and I have been going through the best way to tell you this but everything I planned to say sounded stupid so I might as well say it now I’m in the moment,” he spoke. Adam couldn’t stop grinning ear from ear, even the colonel who was standing at ease couldn’t prevent a smile despite his best efforts to hide it “We…I want you back in MI6. We…I…I need you.” Jay slid off his glove and approached his dad allowing for the two to hug. The colonel temporarily wandered off panting his eye with a handkerchief. 
262“It’s funny though,” Jay commented still hugging his father, something so simple yet something he hadn’t done in months.
263“What?” Divine asked.
264“The one time I manage to capture Falcon is when I’m not associated with MI6, you lot are a bad influence on me,” his father laughed “but no, and I’ll come back to MI6. I’ll help my country.” 
265“Right then,” Divine replied, grasping Jay’s back with one hand and showing him the MI6 building ahead of them “May I show you to your new workspace?”
266“On the condition it has a glove compartment.” Jay, his father and Adam broke into laughter. 
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279Jay’s faced buried deep into the pillow mechanically rose as he heard his phone buzzing against his bedside table. He moaned, felt his forehead with his hand and then grabbed his phone. It read half nine, he should be up by now, was yesterday really that draining for him? He answered the phone, rubbed his eyes and crawled out of bed.
280“Jay?” asked Rachel from the other end of the line. 
281“Rachel,” Jay croaked with a laugh “Why the call so early?”
282“I’m doing horse riding for most of the day but after watching the news this morning I knew I had to call. Congratulations on getting Falcon behind bars finally though.”
283“It wasn’t easy,” Jay laughed. He slid off his pyjama bottoms and changed into a pair of jeans “But I appreciate it Rachel and it means one less psychotic criminal that the poor townsfolk half to endure.”
284“Just don’t get too invested in MI6; I don’t want you to stress yourself out, or worse, get yourself hurt.”
285“The sad truth is Rachel I’m in too deep; I fight crime nobody can stop. Capturing Nicholas Smith took me four attempts overall and he had also killed many MI6 agents beforehand.”
286“Just, remember to take a breather every now and again, anyway I’ve got to love you and leave you. I have a horse riding lesson now.”
287“Have fun and talk to you tomorrow,” Jay replied. 
288“Bye,” Rachel giggled on the other end of the phone and hung up. Jay stared at the phone that lay in the palm of his hand, he just stared at the name “Rachel” with a picture taken several months ago containing them two as the recipient’s profile picture. A small smile grew and extended across his face. To his left and again set astray on the table was the black earpiece once again buzzing. Jay darted across to the table, picked up the earpiece and answered. 
289“Hello?” asked Jay while slotting the earpiece into his ear.
290“Hello Jay, this is Divine, after the arrest of Nicholas Smith several members of authoritative positions in terms of wellbeing and protection of England are to meet in MI6 headquarters sharply in an hour. The near assassination of three powerful people in our society in an embarrassingly short amount of time was an eye opener Jay.  Adam Michaels and Paul Harrison are already here with Magenta Harrison and Sarah Porter arriving shortly and unlike Friday do actually be on the best of your behaviour Jay, even if the colonel does go into a rant like previously, we are trying to set an example.”
291“Yes Mr. Divine,” Jay responded.
292“Good, although admittedly with one seat left unaccompanied at the meeting it will look rather awkward.” Johnny entered Jay’s bedroom but quietly was immediately shewed out. 
293“If you have a seat that needs filling I have a good friend and someone that takes protection of society incredibly seriously that can come.”
294“Well yes,” Divine coughed “That would be beneficial, what is his name?”
295“Stephen Kokoshi,” Jay answered “He was the cop that saved my life on Friday from the masked gunman.”
296“Then if what he is saying is correct then the man is a hero,” Divine laughed “After the meeting I might very well organise a ceremony with a medal of bravery to be presented.”
297“I’d like that to happen,” Jay smirked “Anyways, I’ll swing by MI6 then in an hour’s time, see you then.”
298“See you,” Divine responded. The earpiece cut out. Johnny re-entered the room.
299“Yes, Johnny?” Jay asked.
300“I just came to ask if you were going out today for MI6 work,” Johnny responded innocently. 
301“I am, but what reason would you ask that for?” 
302“Just curious,” Johnny countered. He walked away attempting to slam the door behind him but turned and walked back into Jay’s bedroom “You should probably tell mother, who’s downstairs, you’ll be going out today. You haven’t spoken a word to her since Friday when she left you off for school.”
303“You’re right, Johnny, completely right actually,” Jay agreed.
304“I wouldn’t have said it if it wasn’t right,” Johnny winked and slammed the door shut. Jay yawned and began searching his room for his four elemental gloves. Inferno was lying on the table with his earpiece and Shadow was left on the blanket after his bed, it fortunately was recharged. That was half of the gloves discovered and shoved into the pockets of the jeans, now was the problem of finding the other two. Jay acknowledged his bedroom wasn’t the biggest so finding his other two gloves wouldn’t be impossible. After doing a full three sixty degree turn he spotted the third glove, Aquarius, fired on top of the book shelf. Jay grabbed it.
305“Now,” he muttered to himself “Where on earth is Everest? Of course it would be the last one I would find.” He looked to the ground directly in front of the door and laid his eyes upon it; with one fell swoop he lifted up the glove and stuffed it into his pocket. He opened his bedroom door, closed it behind him and rushed down the stairs to the living room where his mother was reading the front page of the newspaper. She was the same age as Divine with old reading glasses worn. Her blonde hair formed into a neat bun. 
306“You weren’t hurt last night, were you Jay?” Mrs. Divine asked. 
307“No,” Jay argued “Not a scratch mother.”
308“Good,” she nodded and continued reading the paper “I don’t know what you or your dad was thinking letting you fight Falcon alone.”
309“I captured him didn’t I? And uninjured too,” Jay continued. He sat down on the armchair facing his mother “Like it or not mother but my method of capturing criminals is the best way, if I wasn’t there to stop them half the MI6 agents would be killed trying to stop him.” His mother set the newspaper behind and lowered her head.  
310“I know Jay,” she murmured “I just wished that risking your life to save others wasn’t the best alternative.”
311“Unfortunately it is,” Jay responded with finality “It seems like I’m the only person in the world that has the control over their gloves and actually uses it for good.” He slotted on his glove and transformed into Aquarius.
312“Are you leaving again?”
313“Yes, I have an MI6 meeting to attend and I have to be there sharply,” he informed, opened the living room window and launched himself outwards. The torrents from his feet enlarged and grew more powerful firing him into the air and allowing him to somersault through the sky. He headfirst dived downwards to the ground until he was a foot away and fired two torrents of water, one from each palm, allowing him to be catapulted once more into the sky. He landed on a rooftop of a nearby clothes shop and took a few seconds to take a breather and admire the busy city life before him. Jay walked a few steps, approached the rooftop’s edge and then sat down once again watching the unaware townsfolk passing by, some even entering and leaving the shop directly beneath him. Jay swiped open the phone in his hand and called Kokoshi. It took no longer than three seconds before he picked up. 
314“Jay?” Kokoshi asked.
315“Yes,” Jay bluntly replied.
316“Wow, I never actually expected you to call me, uh, congratulations on the Falcon takedown yesterday by the way, I knew I could rely on you.”
317“Thanks for the callout,” Jay replied “Without you being there I would’ve never got him…On the topic of being at places; how far are you from the MI6 building?”
318“About twenty minutes. I’m going for my morning jog, why?” asked Kokoshi.
319“MI6 are hosting a meeting with the likes of Colonel Harrison and Sarah Porter to crack down on the wellbeing and protection of the country, I asked if you could come and the head of MI6, Divine, agreed.”
320“Well sure,” Kokoshi nervously laughed at the other end “I’d have to get changed though.”
321“Meeting starts in an hour, sharp.”
322“Right, I can make that,” Kokoshi replied “Thank you so much Jay.”
323“You saved my life days ago Kokoshi, it’s the least I can do.”
324“I know, but still, it’s very much appreciated and something you didn’t have to do Jay,” he laughed “And maybe afterwards we could potentially go out for something to eat?”
325“Sure, I know some of the best diners in the area,” Jay replied “Anyway, I should head on, chat to you at the event.”
326“Yes, of course, see you.” The call ended. Jay leaped off the building and landed on the pavement. Realising for the first time in a while he had some time to himself Jay wandered around the town confused. Several people looked at him in his Aquarius outfit shooting either looks of confusion or awe. After a minute or so of walking Jay approached a bakery, unfortunately not the one he had previously went to, he entered hastily. The middle aged man at the counter with a beard that different variations of hair length stopped his work at looking through the till then looked at him and opened his mouth completely drowning in astonishment.
327“Hello?” Jay asked as he approached the man frozen and firmly rooted to the spot. 
328“Hello, Aquarius,” he gulped and hurriedly positioned himself behind the counter “What can I get for you?” Jay eyed one of the baguettes in the corner of the room. 
329“Just one of the baguettes,” Jay replied. The man nodded, grabbed at the paper bag rack with the intention to lift one and instead grabbed a dozen. He nodded his head and hastily grabbed a baguette from the rack and placed it inside the bag.
330“One pound please,” he ordered and slammed the bag onto the top of the counter. Jay felt for his pockets and instead felt the fabric of his Aquarius suit. He groaned, removed his glove and began searching his pockets for the money. It took a few seconds for the man to speak, possibly that was the length of time it took for him to muster up the courage to speak again “Don’t worry, it’s on the house.”
331“Oh,” Jay blushed and snatched the baguette “Thanks.”
332“No problem,” the man nervously giggled. Jay grasped the bag and approached the door “Wait!”
333“What?” Jay asked and turned around on his heel. The man produced a chewed pen from his pocket.
334“Could I like, uh, have an autograph, but of course, you don’t have to if-”
335“Yeah, that’s fine,” Jay smiled. The man dropped all but one of the paper bags to the ground and handed it to Jay with the pen. The paper bags behind the counter were scattered across the floor, dispersed in all directions. Jay signed the paper bag and rushed out of the bakery. The man picked a paper bag from the floor and began inhaling and exhaling into it, the paper bag comically inflating to its maximum volume then crumpling over again. The customers watched in confusion. 
336
337 Jay skipped out of the bakery munching on the baguette. The sky was darkening hastily with clouds circling above. He reached for his Aquarius glove when his phone began buzzing from his pocket; immediately answering it without checking the name he realised it was Shamus. 
338“Hey Jay,” he began. His tone of voice was much gentler than the past few days, in fact weeks.
339“Hey Shamus,” Jay replied then finished off his baguette. He left his phone on a deserted bench and put on his Shadow glove then picked up his phone and continued the call, during the meantime of these sequences Shamus was still talking. 
340“I just wanted to apologise to you Jay for yesterday, what I did was completely unjustifiable, it was wrong for me to do.” Jay jogged into an alleyway then began pacing up a stairwell, with two dark railings trailing down the side of it, the stairwell was small with the two walls on either side being high and blocking out the majority of the sunlight. Still, it was often abandoned leaving Jay to himself and was the easiest ways to reach one of his favourite rooftops. 
341“Yeah, I won’t sugar coat it Shamus it was wrong, extremely wrong. However I know that you like most people are fascinated behind the power of these gloves.”
342“It’s just your life changed dramatically so much when you had the power to transform into those creatures; I just…”
343“Just what?” Jay asked after the few seconds of “uh” and “urm” on the other end of the phone. 
344“It doesn’t matter,” Shamus refuted “Anyway, I was wondering if you would be interested in going down to my Uncle Tommy’s ranch this evening and doing some shooting?”
345“Sure,” Jay replied. He approached near the end of the stairwell, light gleamed from the other end “I’m a little busy today but I’ll text you when I’m free.”
346“Certainly,” Shamus replied then hung up. Jay smiled by the convenience of him reaching the rooftop the exact second Shamus hung up. One after another and with no gaps between them was fifteen buildings that then lead, after a few hundred metres of a walk, to the MI6 headquarters. Scattered across these rooftops were bins and all sorts of ridges and bumps. To Jay this was heaven a parkour play area at his fingertips that nobody could destroy. Taking a deep breath and laughing he sprinted forward with the added backflip, summersault, front flip or other move. His head sliced through the air with every one of these flips. Admittedly Jay wasn’t too fond of fighting criminals but felt it was his duty because of his new powers. In fact, he didn’t practising martial arts or boxing like the majority of those in MI6 but instead gained his athleticism through doing parkour across rooftops. He kicked off a wall on the rooftop and with a quick push from two hands fired himself on top of the next story of the rooftop. Slowly filling his minds was the thoughts of Rachel; his friend. One he had been encouraged many times by Shamus to date but never had. It was no denying she was attractive however with Jay’s work he feared for her safety if she became too close to him, he was also debating whether their relationship was a friendship and nothing more. Landing on the last rooftop and fuelled with adrenaline he leaped off it without thinking. Face half-hidden underneath a black snood he was open-mouthed screaming as he span and rolled over and over while falling from the rooftop. 
347“Crap!” Jay screeched as he descended from the heavens and crashed to the pavement. His limp body bounded off the ground and rolled for a few more feet before landing directly in front of a red Vauxhall. The driver’s seat was shoved open and two feet hidden behind black boots stomped onto the pavement one after another. Jay looked up at the person carefully; somehow his glove hadn’t been completely damaged and had the ability to retain the suit’s power. 
348“Speak of the devil,” the person looming above Jay exclaimed. Jay raised his head to see Adam standing over him dressed in fully black attire and a pistol in a pocket beside his waist as per usual. From the passenger seat was a young woman Adam’s age with golden hair and a face that was splashed and coated with many variations of makeup. Her lips were also drawn over with rose red lipstick. Her outfit was one out of the military, matching camo jacket and leggings with boots that were alike to Adam’s but smaller and more worn. Adam held out a hand to pick up Jay, Jay accepted and was hauled to his feet.