There's a person that's being chased, they don't know why. But when a spy comes to protect them they don't know what will happen. BUT WHY IS THERE A SPY RP IN THE FANTASY SECTION!? Let's find out.

The boy walked down the street. It was a windy day, but it was still sunny out, and therefore a good day to walk home from school. He hummed to himself, along to the melody that was coming out of, before noticing a shadow in the corner of his eye.
"What..." he took of him headphones, and turned around, but he couldn't see anything weird. Putting the headphones back on, he shrugged and continued on his way.

A man walked up behind the boy and reached out to grab him when a girl jumped off of a low building and kicked him in the head, sending him away. She was wearing all black and had an equipment belt on. Her hair was long and black and pulled back into a pony tail and her eyes were cold and gray like steal.

"What...." The boy took off his headphones and turned around, to come face to face with a girl, whose was clothed in black.
"Uhhhh..... hello there..." He gave a little wave, and attempted to smile.

The girl didn't look at him as the man called. "Interference!" And suddenly there were five men surrounding them.
"Stay close." The girl said, her gray eyes calculating as the men moved in to attack.

The boy moved closer to the girl, clutching his fists. "What-what's going on?" he muttered, or at least attempted to.

The men started to come at her, three at once, they all charged at her and she kicked one down while jumping and smashing the other two into each other. "Amateurs." One made a grab for the boy and she moved to intervene when the fifth one pulled out a knife, she managed to avoid getting hit directly but it did slice her arm. She quickly knocked it out of his hand and punching him in the face, knocking him out, the other one had the boy by the arm and she quickly pulled out a tazer and zapped him in the side, making him collapse. "Are you alright?" She asked as she checked the bodies to make sure none were dead, her arm bleeding.

"Uhh yeah... I'm fine.... say, shouldn't you be worrying about your arm instead of me? I mean, it looks pretty bad... and I don't know you...."

"I'll worry about that later, right now we need to get you to safety, I'll explain after that." She pulled out a communication device and gave some codes and their location saying the words. "Pick up." She put it away and took his hand with her good arm. "Come on." She began to drag him away.

"Wait! Where are we going? And what should I tell my parents?"

"You're family matters will be taken care of. Please, just trust me and come with me." She led him down an alleyway and pushed a dumpster to the side, grunting in pain of her arm.

"Whoa... are you ok? Shouldn't we stop for a while? Your wound could get infected if you leave it like this..." He took off his backpack and pulled out a strip of white gauze. "I guess this would do...." he muttered, wrapping it around her arm.

The girl tried to protest. "You're still not safe, we need to get you through this passage."

"Fine, fine..." he grumbled, hastily tying the ends of the gauze together. "This should be fine for now...." he muttered, before zipping up his bag. "Lead the way."

The girl pushed the dumpster the rest of the way out of the way to reveal a small tunnel. "This way." She waited for him to enter then followed, she then took a rope that was on the wall and pulled it hard which slowly pulled the dumpster back into place. "Let's go." She said, panting softly and made her way through the tunnels, holding her arm.

He silently followed the girl though the tunnels, mesmerized by what he had just seen. After a while, his curiosity got the better of him. "So.... are you like a secret agent or something? Cause that contraption was amazing. ..."

The girl glanced back to look at him as they walked. "Yes, I'm an agent assigned to protect you."

He stifled a laugh. "Are you kidding me? I thought they only existed in movies and fictional stories!" He then muttered something to himself, before biting his lip. "Say, if you're going to protect me, is there like a super cool codename that I can refer to you by?"

The girl let out a sigh. "My 'code name' is Agent Steal. But my real name is Brooke Steal." She said, leading him down a supposedly dead end hallway.

"Ah ok... well, I guess that's a pretty cool name." He took the time to look at his surroundings, before suddenly shaking his head and focusing his gaze back on the girl, Brooke, again. "Well, I guess I'd better introduce myself too. Name's Jake." He held out his hand.

Brooke looked back at him but didn't take his hand. "I know." Was all she said as she led him to the end of the hall, there appeared to be no exit.

"Right..." he muttered, putting his hand back into his pocket, before focusing his attention to his surroundings yet again. "So, are we in the right place? I mean, this looks like just a dead end..."

Brooke didn't answer him as she pulled a card out of her pocket and slipped it into a crack in the rocks. "This is Agent Steal. Operation 163 is underway, advance stage 2." There was a beeping sound and a panel opened in the rock, revealing a doorway. "After you." She said.

He stood still for a moment, amazed with how well the door was hidden. Once the initial shock was fading though, he was able to shake his head and focus. However, that focus was soon gone; the hallway that he entered was peculiar enough to capture all of his attention, and he started to slow down.

The hallway was smooth and hightech looking, and inside it there was another doorway at the end. Brooke led him to it and opened it to reveal a sleek cart attached to rails. "Get in." She said, hopping in the drivers seat.