The Diary of Agent Flopi, Book 2

by John Parsons

The Diary of Agent Flopi:

The Fate of Project J, Operation Mando Hunt, and the Bomb Reckoning

Prologue:

NSA city, after the end of the Communist revolution:

Pontill tower, 52nd floor:

7:54 pm

Titus sat with his feet on the desk, head behind his head, leaning back in the office chair. The rain pattered on the window with the occasional thunder and lightning. He sat there, in the quiet dark, looking out of the window.

So, I lost the war. What else can I do? My allies and contacts are whipped clean. Nothing to build up to, nothing to start with. Heck I‘m even watched by the Council with cams and spies to prevent me doing it again. What can I do? Everything I tried failed.

He got up and paced around.

No I still have allies… Ethan and Micah, but they are still watched as well…

He stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back.

You know what, I’ll play the good guy for now. But later, I need a weapon, I need the power backing that the Revolution gave me. I need terror to strike fear into hearts. Wait… Fear is my ally here, I know what brings fear, and I was close to getting it last time I tried. I just need to try again… And this time, no revolution, and no armies, just me and my friends, with a weapon that will rule them all….

He sat down and started to write a note. He stuck it on his to-do wall, left, and locked the office. The note simply said, “Operation Mando hunt.”

Here begins the Story.

The sound of the crack when the body hit the ground was loud.

There in the crater made by the beskar breaking and the impact force, lay the beaten body of Flopi. He was dead. Yet, this was not Flopi at all. It was a hard projection of what might have been a hologram. Yet in the armor Joshua never had a holo-projector. The armor itself was not real.

Titus had found this out during the autopsy (in which he paid off a few people). Joshua Edmiston was not dead as believed. Yet Joshua Edmiston fought Titus. Someone had saved Flopi DURING the fall. AND THEN that same someone had placed a hardlight construct AND FULLY OPERATION BESKAR ARMOR THAT WAS AN EXACT REPLICA. All was there, but not the helmet.

For Titus, however this was interesting news. He knew that Flopi wouldn’t say anything about the bomb in fear that it would be taken away from him. But Flopi would also need to hide from Titus, as he knew that once Titus knew that he wasn’t dead, Titus would put out a team to find him.

Another bit of information involved Titus. Titus had gotten away with supposedly “Killing” Joshua, but he couldn’t get the @tom bomb. He and his friends all had alibied their way to why they were not even there. It looked like a freak accident. The autopsy had shown the construct, so people wondered where Flopi had gone. But then because of the failed Revolution, Titus was almost under lock and key, so to show a council member informant where the @tom bomb was would kill his plans. After all, only Flopi, Sam, and Cristy even knew where the bomb even was. The rest of the world never knew. Titus capitalized on Flopi being gone and called a search for Joshua, which the council approved as him as leader. This gave him complete control over a search party for the @tom bomb, while looking like the good guy.

Here Flopi’s story picks up.

October 10th 10am

Joshua lay there…not blinking, not moving, on the alley way. He thought that he himself was dead.

Something moved toward him and snuffled his neck.

He opened his eyes and found that his helmet was laid aside on the concrete. And in front of him was a pony, starting with innocent eyes into his.

He chuckled and got up, sore all over, and looked around.

Wait…this isn’t the building I was at! In fact, this isn’t even close to where I was. What in the world…And how am I not personality dead?

The pony nudged him in the ribs, and Flopi chuckled, “Okay, okay, I see you there….who are you anyway?”

The pony stared at him.

“Well okay, you are a pony….just wondering why you’re here and where your owner is.”

The pony cocked its head.

“Well, I got to go. So, bye,” Joshua then hurried away.

He heard the gentle clopping of feet behind him. And then when he stopped, a short nudge in the shoulder.

He turned around with a bit of disgust and said, “Shoo, darn it,”

The pony seemed to glare at him and nickered.

Flopi waved his hand, “I said go, get lost, be on your way,”

The pony glared even more.

“I SAID GO,” He yelled

The pony lunged forward and knocked him over.

That’s when he realized that he didn’t have any armor on.

“How the hey….?” He turned to the pony which had followed him down the alley again.

“You know…this past twenty four hours have probably been the most confusing of my life…I’m even talking to a pony that can’t talk back to me for that matter,” He ran his hand through his hair, “I even almost died or something by being kicked out of a window… HOW IN INSANE DO I LOOK LIKE….. Like. Man, this is just great…I’m standing here with no clue in the world, wondering about what in the WORLD has happened to me…with get this,” He chuckled, “A pony for that matter…like…how insane am I huh?”

He sighed and said, “Well, Titus will be after me, should probably lay low for a while and hope for the best.”

The pony stared.

“Well, I have to go, see you around,” and then Joshua walked off.

He turned around a minute later down the road after another nudge in the ribs, “Okay look, why are you following me?”

The pony hung his head low and once again nickered at him.

“Oh, so you don’t have an owner… Well, I mean…. Ugh, what do I do? I find a random pony that I tell my life’s troubles to, and now he wants me to be his owner…how crazy am I now. Okay fine…I’ll take you in as a Mandalorian foundling. But that means you must listen to me,” he said pointing a finger at the pony.

It surprisingly nodded its head and neighed at him.

Joshua’s eyebrows went up, “Waitttttt. You understand me?”

The pony nodded again.

Joshua once again ran his hands through his hair, well it’s not the weirdest thing in the world…NSA has and always will be odd and weird, He thought.

“Okay, let’s go then,” he said finally.

The pony’s eyes seemed to light up. And it nickered and trotted up to him with what could have been called a smile.

Here started the second recovered Diary.

NSA Year 87, October 10:

So, I’m somehow alive…..I don’t know how. Luckily my diary is stuffed in one of my pockets, for some reason however I never remember putting it there. So, we start again. When I woke up from being kicked out of a building by Titus, I found a pony next to me. To be honest it is a very weird pony. It understands human speech. And it acts a bit like a human. It also seems to want to follow me everywhere. If that’s not creepy I don’t know what is. So being true to Mandalorian code I can take anyone or anything young and make them a foundling. So that’s what I’m doing.

NSA Year 87, October 12

I’ve been laying low in the abandoned district next to the desert of pms. The pony is nice, it’s a girl by the way. It is white and seems to have some type of nub growing out of its head. Maybe I picked up a unicorn? Seems to respond to pony more, however. Trying to think of a name.

NSA Year 87, October 13

Walked around in a denser part of the city to gather information. Thank goodness for disguise kits.

NSA Year 87, October 15

Also learned today that a search party was sent out to look for me. Was about to say that I’m him, but then found out that Titus was heading the project. Why is he looking for me? Why am I not dead? Decided to keep low. I wonder if I should let Christy know where I am.

NSA Year 87, October 16

I still question why I’m alive. I know all about personality death, which would be what happened, but I still haven’t been snapped back to Joshua. I’m Flopi. Christy also knows that I’m Joshua now as well, so that’s something. NSA is so confusing sometimes. I can’t understand.

NSA Year 87, October 18

Why am I alive.

NSA Year 87, October 20

Why.

NSA Year 87, October 21

Right now, I am hiding in the outskirts of the city around the sector of the desert of pms, it’s a good hiding place. I have been able to set up here with this pony, which I still need to name. She is a good house horse if there was ever such a thing. She is very kind, but I feel like she wants to move on. Why, I don’t know. New NSA species? It confuses me. I have covertly hacked back into my Science Guild profile. People seem sad that I’m gone, but nobody has mentioned the @tom bomb. Sam is even confused. He is also suspecting something; his personal notes made me shiver. He might try and look through my notes. Setting up a firewall for my files. It’s hard as I’m working as a hacker now, not a member.

NSA Year 87, October 23

Time passes. Firewall in place. The pony and I are growing closer. Why am I sharing my “home” with a pony again. No time to think…even though every day I can’t do much but think. ugh.

NSA Year 87, October 26

I must be going crazy.

NSA Year 87, October 27

So, I have finally thought of a name for the pony. I will call her Jiju. Sounds nice and girly. Asked the pony about it (Why did I do that…..I don’t even know if she can understand me). She seemed to nod her head, and…..smiled? I don’t know how to put it. Of all the creepy things in NSA…...

NSA Year 87, October 29

It’s begun, Sam is trying to breach my files. The fire wall held. Will re-enforce later. Need to block admin account control, and make it look like it happened before I….died? I just…..can’t explain

NSA Year 87, October 30

Sam tried again today. It held, doing maintenance. A soft block was added to the admin account.

Recorded Account from Samuel Hewitt

So, I was trying to log into Joshua’s account again for the third time. I remember that I had a Science Guild IT administrator with me. What time was this?....Oh it was around the 31st of October. So I’m sitting there, trying every password on record and private passwords that Flopi distributed, twice….What? Oh, the Science Guild asks for private passwords be distributed to friends, as our work might be deadly…. I was also using a hack from IT to bypass the lock out timer.

I remember that once, we got a password to work once, and got three seconds of a look into his main profile, before it rerouted us back to the login page. Then we tried that password again and hit an error message, which the tech guy went to see what kind it was. Then the screen went black. After the IT guy came back with the news that it wasn’t even an error code on their list, we tried the password again, but this time it just said, password not recognized.... murmuring I know, it’s not much… more murmuring can you explain that to me, please?

Diary

NSA Year 87, October 31

Sam tried again, and literally tried everything. He tried so much that he almost got through by overloading my computer. However, I blocked that password, got into his computer, and manipulated his screen to show a new login page that would forward a fake error code. I then blacked his screen and started downloading my content off his computer, as he was logged in as me. I then sent another login page to his computer looking like the login screen, and just had it always send to password fail. Then, in the background, because Sam was still technically on my profile, I downloaded all my files, basic, complex, redacted, hidden, and secret, and then deleted them all off the main servers, and then after a bit of Sam not trying anything, and keeping his computer on, I was able to scrub all of my things from all servers. Strange, that Sam finally breaking in allowed me to finally go off the grid.

NSA Year 87, November 3

Been busy. Decked out my hiding spot, with some new makeshift tech. Nothing much is going on. Jiju stays by me a lot, slobber blocks out next word. That was her. She seems worried about me, does like leaving my side. Trying to piece together armor with what I have, Titus might be planning something. At least I have my helmet.

Declassified Document from Mando Hunt Task Force

Titus Watson, Leader of Task Force:

To: StuCo

We have searched for over three weeks now, no leads. We haven’t searched the outskirts of the city yet, so we can’t rule in the possibility of him moving around. Requesting another round of recruitment. Would also like a permit to search HS.

Signed: Titus

Permit: DENYED

Recruitment: Accepted

Recruitment List and Extended member list

Leader: Titus Watson

Co Leader: Brooke Foster

Members:

scratched out with faded letters.

Gabe Nelson

More missing names

Recruits:

Micah Obermeyer

A few missing names

Christy Sanchez

Ethan Guynn

Missing names

Michael Kane

Diary

From now on, all dates are missing or scratched out.

Entry 1:

Changing format, if they get a hold of the diary, it might spill secrets. I’ve taken liberty of scorching and scratching out some key details, and other things, all that lives on is in my mind, and very little in my armor, just enough to jog my memory if need be. I signed onto Titus’s search team for myself as Michael Kane. Weird name, I know. slobber -ificantly. She now has a horn, so she is a unicorn in a way. But she responds more to pony. Honestly, I’m not surprised anymore. I have a feeling she has more hiding in her than I thought. Strange things keep happening, a wave of a tail sends a book flying out of my hand. A hoof put down with force shakes the floor more than it should. The strangest happened recently, I came home (it’s not even home, WHY DOES THIS SOUND LIKE REALITY TV) and there seems to be a laser scorch on my desk. She looked guilty. Slobber okay that’s her getting revenge for that statement. I also feel like she knows what I’m thinking. She responds to commands right before I say them, she even acts like a human sometimes. She is smart and has helped me unintention- slobber okay fine intentionally, sometimes. I do like her, giving her an ear scratch right now. But, I just feel like I know her from somewhere.

Recorded Session, Redacted

Interviewer: So, sir, can you describe what happened.

X: (with voice changer on) yes.

Interviewer: What can you tell us about the incident.

X: No.

Interviewer: Why no?

X: No

Interviewer: Fine, what is he planning?

X: Bad. Can’t tell much. Let him search, however, might help. He’s also searching.

Inter’: Which side are we on

X: redacted recording

Inter’: Thank you. Should he get him?

X: No, dangerous.

Inter’: How dangerous.

X: Got leave now.

Inter’: WAIT NO….. lots of noise and quick voices.

Interview off

Entry 2:

Jiju is not here right now, she has a walk she takes around 3pm. I write this in secret. I’ve started looking for it. It must remain the priority. If I can’t find it, T might. And T is no good. I know everything about it, and T can’t hurt me, at least not yet. E and M are probably still following him, though I remember M saying something about that, but I can’t place when. SC is good, but weak, can’t hold on. Must find C again and say something. Went to T’s search party, G is a jerk. He thinks he can make friends with everyone. G is suspicious.

Entry 3:

Went again today to T’s searching. Funny that they could just find me by looking at me. Talked with G, still annoying. G is definitely trying to third party something. Saw S, was working on something.

Recorded Interview of Samuel Hewitt

Well, I kept working on it because it felt unfinished. Plus people were interested, and I brought it into public application, Flopi would have wanted it…..I knew it was somewhat dangerous, we were just experimenting…..look I didn’t mean to cause the scratching out. Fine, but Operation Mega Thread was HIS idea, not mine.

Written Testimony from Christy Sanchez

Context: 10 am, HS Plains. Date: error

Sam took us out onto the plains. He said that he had something for the team to look at. He brought us out into an open area, and there was something blanketed, sitting there. He threw off the blanket and showed us a semi-circle object I can only describe as a dome with no walls.

“This,” He said, “Is what I call the Mega Thread. It’s a lag emitter, and it works like Gabing, or spamming. Flopi never really knew about this, but I used some of our research to design this, this is what he would have wanted. M.E.G.A, or the Mega Energy Gunston Automation can generate L.A.G fast, but we have to put work into it.”

He then detailed what he wanted us to do.

He wanted us to bring our projects (any project really, just bring it out if you can) out into the plains next to this machine. He said that us producing things or even just talking with each other here would fuel the machine, and if more people could be there at a single time, the better.

“Now, I just want to test a few limits,” he assured us, “I know about things like FFAE, and how they are really growing big and are taking over several threads a week. What I want to do is just do a thread, and see what happens, and control that thread with this. I think my first goal would be 5,000 msg. It will be controlled and safely used.”

I believed him. So, we started working out there in the fresh air.

And my, did we work there.

Report from X

Titus was stalking around. He was angry. It was me, Micah, and Ethan in the room. He paced around. Micah spoke up and said, “look, we haven’t found him in the city, and we only have a small section left, why are you so worried?”

Titus spun around and barked back, “Because we still haven’t found him, and IT!”

Micah shrank back in his chair.

A pause.

Ethan then got up, put his hand on Titus’s shoulder, and said, “At least we know it….is out there.”

Ethan smiled, and said softly, “We still have evidence 42.”

I don’t know what it is.

Stuco Audio Recorded Meeting 9066

Brooke Foster: … breaking audio but labeled as her voice …..From that we have found an interesting piece of evidence, that is called evidence 42. By static and scratching we have found that the Communists have gathered something sensitive that they hope will give them an upper hand over our efforts. This means that we have been betrayed by Titus. Murmuring However, we must allow him to keep searching for Flopi. The game is to find Flopi before he does Cracking voice identified as Dorshea Goh….No we don’t think he has a ulterior motive, we are pretty sure that Titus wants revenge for Flopi not dying, and how Flopi has stolen Communist Records, which X told us. Flopi will also be searching for a good time to take on Titus, we are also pretty sure of that. Question from Redacted……..Well to answer that, from what we know it’s about his location.

Dorshea (Able to hear voice clearly now): But we don’t know what it exactly is?

Brooke: Correct, even X doesn’t know what it is.

Lots of people talk at once but the recorded volume is toned down.

Brooke: Volume resumes normal state ORDER! ORDER!

Voices calm down.

Brooke: Look, we know what Titus is after, and I have faith that X is telling the truth, we must be satisfied for now and keep watch over his actions. We can piggyback off his actions to get to Flopi first.

End of Recording

Flopi sighed, another page written. Just another one. He flicked on a lighter and then burned part of it. He then took a small book from inside an armor plate and burned part of that to. He rested his bare head in his hands. He felt defeated. Even he didn’t know where the @tom bomb was. All he knew was that one more was made, a “medium bomb” which was bigger than the test bomb, which had been even larger than they expected.

Something insane had happened, something had wiped his memory of where the @tom bomb was.

He knew that Titus was searching, probably Christy, and….no, he couldn’t think of him, that snake, that followed him. The only people he trusted were Christy and Jiju, but Christy was under lock and key by Titus, only just recently had Flopi hacked into the spy cams Titus had set up as a “alert in case Flopi can to a friend’s house” but was just to make sure of the opposite. He still didn’t know how to disarm them.

Jiju walked in and snuffled his shoulder. He scratched her ear; she liked that one spot where an unusual lump was. Everything about her was unusual. The way she instantly trusted him, got frustrated with him, showed emotion, and how she talked to him (in a way of course, she couldn’t talk).

Joshua was tired. He felt spent, and he knew that at some time things had to come to a head. He couldn’t not search for the bomb, he had to, but he had nowhere to start.

Openly, Flopi said, “I wish I could see Christy! This would make things SO MUCH EASIER!”

Jiju looked at him with a look of, “Why didn’t you ask this before.”

Joshua closed his eyes and laid his hands on his scavenged desk; he was just annoyed with himself.

Jiju seemed to give a pony sneeze.

Joshua slept…..

An hour later

Joshua slowly opened his eyes, and felt his desk for his diary, a strange dream he had that was funny. He had dreamed that Jiju had sneezed him into another house. If he was going insane, may as well document it.

The desk felt different.

He looked up from where his armor-plated arms had left stress lines on his head. He was in a different room; he had only seen this place once. This was Christy’s apartment.

He turned around, and there was Jiju, with the look that said, “You asked, and I did what you wanted, plus you could have answered sooner.”

After stammering and waking up a bit more, he finally spoken in knowledgeable sentences, “Did you do this Jiju?”

A quick nod of her head spoke the truth.

Flopi got up, and stood right next to her, and then addressed her again, “Did you sneeze us into her house?” An affirmative nod answered that question.

He sat down and had his head in his hands with shock. Jiju did this. No wonder she acted strange. She was special and had powers. All those seemingly minor incidents were just her powers showing. He had been BLIND.

WHY DIDN’T I PUT THE PIECES TOGETHER BEFORE HAND His voice screamed in his head.

Jiju nickered and put her head in his hands. Immediately Joshua asked, “you can read my mind?”

Jiju nickered.

The questions came thick and fast from then on.

He quickly learned that she was only a few months old, she didn’t know where she came from, the last thing she remembered was shattering glass (apparently she could show him simple images in his mind, that explained why he knew that the stove set the house on fire), her powers included; limited teleportation/portaling, fire breathing, a horn that could become a lightsabeh of sorts (that could also shoot lasers), an almost indestructible stomach (she could eat cookehs), A tail that could go at super speeds, and that he could in fact ride her while she did all of these.

Joshua rubbed his hands together; this was a dream come true. A way to get to the @tom bomb quickly, talk with Christy, and fight Titus all in one. Sure, there were limits to her power, but he could make up for the rest, he was a Mandalorian after all.

Then the door opened.

In a flash, he and Jiju were somehow hiding in closet (A portal showed up in his mind. Jiju did it). And he waited and tried not to breathe too hard……

Oral Report

I walked into my apartment, drained from the Science Guild and the constant looming of Titus asking me for information on Flopi, I had nothing to give anyway. Some people thought he had changed and was looking for Flopi to bring him back to the Guild, but I knew better. He was doing this for a triple meaning. Get Flopi out of the way, have a cover for actions, and find the @tom bomb.

I sank into my bed and sighed. Tired…we were all tired.

And then Joshua fell out of my closet.

I remember being startled out of words.

“Flopi! You’re here?”

He smiled meekly, and said with some color in his cheeks “Yes, I’m here.”

I got out of the bed and helped him up, he still had some of his armor on.

“How did you get here! This is amazing!”

“Oh,” he winked, “magic”

“No seriously, how did you get here! We can leave and go find it right now!” I was so happy, that I wanted to go with him immediately,

Joshua opened his mouth….but then shut it, shuffled his feet, and said, “I can’t tell you.”

“Well why not” I was confused.

Joshua slowly said, “I can’t tell you; I don’t know if I can.”

I didn’t know what he was talking about, Is it Titus, is he afraid of Titus? Did a person bring him here!? Did Gabe smuggle him in? Are they here? I was frightened that Titus had captured him and sent him to spy on me, or crack me for information.

A noise

No, I did think that. I know it’s crazy.

More unintelligible noises that sound like a person talking.

Look, you’re the one auto logging all of the information for us. The memo you had us sign, even though we didn’t NEED to, mutters as if someone will read this later. Back to normal voice. Look, the memo stated that we were to tell it how it was, no embellishing the facts. Everything we thought.

More noise

Look, we run this place. WHY ARE WE SIGNING MEMOS FOR AN AUDIO RECORDING! FOR ONE OF THE MOST DANGERIOUS EVENTS IN NSA! Shouldn’t we just send this out to the public, after all, you’re giving it to John no less

A Sharp NO from the other Talker

Christy: Look I’m the second in Command, WHY DO I HAVE TO CONSENT TO ANYTHING. I run this place; you don’t have to ask for permission to record me going through the history that I remember!

Talker responds.

LOOK I DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THIS YOU INGNORANT LITTLE…

Audio crackles out

After around five minutes of static

Christy: (Note, seems that the Audio recording comes in late)…..we planned together for hours about what to do. He finally said he had to come back later, and that he would. I was to stay here, to make sure that if anyone came to surprise check up on me, I would be safe, and so with him. Something weighted on my mind though, I now had to hide his secrets. Now Titus had something to gain from me…….Interrogations where about to get harder…..

Joshua then magically left the room, within the blink of an eye.

That’s it, that’s all I have…….I’d like to leave now.

Voice: Go… audio breaks off before word ends

Audio recording over

Joshua was shocked how fast Jiju pulled him into his house. He sat down and thought of the plan he had made with Christy. It was risky, it could work, it could not. He sighed and smoothed his damp hair over his head.

This was it, the bomb reckoning. He had options. One, stay with Christy and defuse and destroy the bomb peacefully (The plan he had thought out with Christy). Two, find the bomb with Christy and betray her to keep it for himself. Three, find the bomb himself and keep it, or four, destroy it. Five and six, find it with or without Christy and turn it over to the Student Council. This was not to mention the extreme cases that he fought Titus and lost or turned the bomb over to Titus in return for a few major favors. Heck, he could even give it to Keenan, or Gabe for that matter. As much as he despised some of their actions, they were still options. He could even activate the @tom bomb if he tried, and just end it all, nobody would know how to make another one, they could all be gone with the blink of a eye.

Phrases like, Absolute power corrupts absolutely, with great power comes great responsibility, Unlimited Power, Friend are all you need, they can’t handle what they don’t know, and many others flew through his mind.

Options, the last thing now that he needed.

And so, he quickly made up his mind, saddled Jiju, and sneezed off into the night for the setup of his plans.

He knew that it wasn’t the best, but it was what he thought could be the best shot at not only finding peace, but doing what was right……..at least for him.

Titus tapped his fingers on the table. Why is it that Gabe always seems like the key to all of this. This happened with the Communist Revolution, and I lost because I didn’t get to him first. Gabing took us apart. He got up and left his office. He needed to talk with Gabe, at least once. Just to see if he could help him.

Christy sweated the night out, thinking of horrible things. She couldn’t let this happen. What if Flopi didn’t do what they had planned, what if Titus got there first. He had an idea of the location. To reorient her mind, she drifted to a fitful sleep by thinking of her next project that she would bring to Sam’s Mega thread, it was getting Scientists attention now….that was good……good…..

Sam lay awake excitedly mulling over new projects. The Mega thread was working perfectly, and not only that, but he might also win a medal for increasing experiment production in the science guild. He laughed and then turned over to fall asleep, only to still feel the longing that Flopi could see what he had helped build.

Jiju rode out into the cold night, Flopi not on her, he had something else to do. She needed to go back to that place. That basement she found herself in when she had felt that tug or jerk to wake up. She remembered the glass breaking. Clarity, Clarity was what she needed.

Gabe paced on the deck of a skyscraper, looking over clouds going by. He laid his head on his hands and smiled as he mulled over the plethora of ideas given to him by Titus and that guy named Michael Kane, he seemed like a cool dude.

Micah was nervous. Titus would make the move soon. But when, and should he tell. He did it once, should he do it again?

X was in a lab, far below the surface. He mixed a formula together. It was time for some fireworks. Betrayals all around baby.

Brooke read a book, or at least she was trying to. She rubbed her head as she thought about the next move she could, should, or would make. Something beeped on a printer near her. Great, another report from X, she thought with a sigh. She looked, and it read.

“2 weeks max. Look out for fake plays. He’s found him. He’s in hiding. Alone. Christy knows where he is. 2344 Crystal Drive. Don’t move yet, you could make him beat you. Move slowly. Don’t you dare blow my cover”

Brooke closed her eyes. Her headache was worse. Things were NOT going well for her sleep schedule this week. She sent a few messages. Emergency meeting. NOW.

A figure pulled on a mask. He then tested out his voice changer. Good, nobody could recognize his voice, and body. He cracked his neck, pulled out a grappling gun, shot it, and flew up into the night. Soon, two weeks. He could wait that long. After all, he had a meeting to attend with a certain Mandalorian. A long overdue one.

For the intrigued reader:

Notes from the Author

Hello dear reader, as an Author that I am, I like interacting with my Audience. I am here to clear up several questions and ask a few for you to mull over. If you have any questions or criques, send them to Gabe Nelson (he is a friend of mine), he will forward them to me.

1. Who is X?

A: I love teasing who it is, but not telling you. I will say that I do use grammar in this book to trick you into thinking it could be someone it’s not.

2. Why did you writing the ending that way.

A: It’s a cliff hanger, clarification point, and organization idea I had. It’s a teaser and cliff hanger into what you can expect for book 3, and it allows me to just glance over that part for the main plot, instead of reading my entire manuscript. I also use it to clarify characters, show separation, throw you tricks, and show you who might be on whose side.

3. Okay, you said that you would tell us me what Project J is. WHAT IS IT.

A: You know already, sort of ^_^. It will be specifically shown in book 3!

4. Christy mentioned John, who is that.

A: John will come into play in the third book as a minor character. There isn’t much to know about him that is relevant right now.

5. It’s not a diary anymore, is it?

A: Yes…..and no. Yes, more things are done through “audio recordings” instead of Flopi’s Personal “diary”. This is to further the plot and give you an idea of what other characters in the story are doing. Flopi isn’t the only main character anymore.

Questions from the Author:

Okay….. here are my questions to you

1. Who is X?

2. What should Flopi do?

3. What do you think Flopi will do?

4. Brooke is in a tough spot. What would you do?

5. Jiju is interesting. Breaking glass is a clue, but a vague one.

6. Is Joshua wrong about Gabe?

7. Who would you rather have the @tom bomb, Stuco, Flopi, Flopi and friends, Titus, the underground Communists, a person like X or Sam, or nobody?

8. What is Sam doing?

9. Who are the Heroes, the Villains, and the unknown on their stand points?

10. Who is the voice that interviews most of the people in this book

11. Who is recording

12. What is Christy in the future (I do hint at it, look closely).

13. What seems strange, odd, or suspicious.

14. How will friendships and alliances shake out in the end in your mind?

15. Are Christy and Joshua in love?

16. What do you think of X being the fourth man in Titus’s squad?

See also

• Project @tom Bomb
• The Diary of Agent Flopi, Book 1
• Zer0
• Joshua Edminston
• Gabriel Nelson