* IAgents Four * By Rebecca * Preface - Chapter Two *

"Gun!" Alley shouted, and Dan threw a gun towards her. She caught it with one hand and whirled around, putting two rounds through the henchman headed towards her. She threw it back to Dan, who in turn used the butt to knock one henchman out. Blake and Lauren tag-teamed a group of four, fighting hand to hand because they claimed it was too much fun to for-go weapons. Of course, it was fun to watch big beefy men get beat up by two kids.
Jay and Jacob switched positions, throwing up their legs and roundhouse kicking each of their henchman backwards, before lashing out and snapping their necks in unison. Ben moved towards two henchman, ducking right as they both swung and watching amused as the two knocked the other out. Rebecca laughed lightly as she turned around and punched the henchman trying to sneak up on her. Soon, everyone was dispatched and Alley came over to sit on the floor. "I swear if Anna keeps sending so many henchmen, she's going to run out soon."
It had been five months since they had gotten kidnapped and tortured by their friend, two weeks since they had left the letter explaining everything and gone after their ex-friend. Ben ran a hand through his hair and managed a weak chuckle, "Well, they are getting tougher to fight. Maybe she's pumping them full of the stuff we've all got in our systems."
Dan struck a pose, moving his shirt sleeve back and flexing his muscles, "Yeah, but we've still got them all beat." He muttered in a thick accent, that reminded everyone of the Terminator, "But they'll be back." The group laughed breathlessly as Rebecca looked around and did a head count, making sure each person in the team was there, minus the one that had kicked them to the curb for some shiny Russian computers.
She frowned, "Anna sent eleven this time around. Good grief, where is she finding enough men to fuel her little hissy fit?" The IAgents had stolen some sort of disk thing from Anna's hideout about a week ago, and since then they'd been getting little surprises every time they turned a corner. Big beefy surprises that wanted to kill them, but surprises none-the-less. "Jake," She turned to the teen, pulling the disk out of her pocket and tossing it to him, "Can you see if you can get whatever's on this off of it and onto your computer?"
He nodded, "Sure, I guess. I mean, it'll be kind of hard, since she's got everything encrypted twice, and then translated into Latin, then Russian." Jacob went silent for a moment like he was calculating something in his head before looking at the group, "Give me a week. Tops."
Rebecca grinned, nodding, "Good. We can keep fighting for a week."
Everyone glared at the girl for a moment, before Dan pulled out a cell phone from his pocket, "Who wants Pizza tonight, and who wants Chinese?"
The group had been staying at a safe-house unknown to most in the center of Moscow, the main city of Russia. None of them had even heard about it until Lauren had beat it out of a CIA newbie when they were leaving. They'd jacked the plane tickets and come straight to the house, making sure it was still 'safe' before setting up a temporary home in it. The group gathered what they could get from Anna's henchman and headed back towards the city, away from the small bit of forest they had currently been exploring.
Alley raised her hand, along with Blake and Lauren for Chinese while they walked, and Jay, Jacob, Rebecca, Ben, and Dan raised their hands for pizza. Ben did a little dance and grinned, "Pizza again, suckers. I call dibs on a pepperoni." They all fought each other for toppings while they left the forest and made their way through the semi-dark city streets. The side of the city they were on wasn't exactly the best part to be, but a group of seven agents could handle themselves, no matter what the threat was.
When they got back to the house, then entered it in pairs, Lauren going in last and covering everyone with a once over, while holding a gun. The door was locked and bolted as soon as they all got inside and Dan phoned in their order. It was strange, but the pizza people were used to the group of kids calling in at odd hours of the night. They figured they were all part of some strange American exchange program, and they waited until their guardians went to sleep before partying all night.
In reality, they spread out in the living room with documents about Russian spies and Anna, trying to connect two and two together to make a nice even four. They had yet to count to three. The doorbell rang and Jay stood up, grabbing some money before peaking through the hole and opening it. He paid the pizza person, told him to have a good night in Russian before locking the door back and facing his ravenous six friends.
He slowly sat the pizzas down and dived out of the way, not ready to lose a limb just yet.
Unknowingly to the seven people in the house, the pizza guy walked back down the street and around a corner before pulling out a cell phone and pressing seven buttons. "Hello?" A female voice answered quickly, and then continued with a snap, "This better be good Dimitri, or you're going to find a bullet through your stomach when you get back. No medical treatment either. Hope you don't die."
The man rolled his eyes before replying in a thick accent, "I've found the IAgents. They're in a safe-house on the East side of Moscow. They just ordered pizza from me and paid me. Can I keep the extra cash, Boss?"
The girl grinned and replied happily, "Of course, Dimitri. Did I ever tell you how much I love an appreciate such a hard working henchman as yourself? Come back to the base and we'll talk about you getting a better room to sleep in, instead of those horrible barracks."
"Thank you." He closed the phone, shaking his head slowly before adding, "Anna."