ISKL+Rionna,+Nazihah

= = __Introduction of Nazihah and Rionna It was a rainy Sunday afternoon in Kuala Lumpur (KL), Malaysia. Police sirens wailed as they chased two robbers down a deserted street. "Hurry, hurry," one of the robbers exclaimed while the other held a gun in his hand, pointing at people in sight. They had just robbed a bank and were running off with sacks of money. Despite their effort in getting away, the policemen eventually caught up with them and consequently were put under arrest. About a week later, the same robbers escaped prison. It made headlines in the local newspaper. Local residents started to panic when they heard that these two robbers were on the loose. A small gathering was held at a meeting hall near the police station. Dozens of reporters came to find out more about the miss hap. They started repeatedly asking questions to the police, such as: how did they escape and where they currently are. The chief police hesitated to give out any comments to the press but he finally replied, "We do not know the whereabouts of these two robbers. Needless to say, I assure you that we will soon catch them and send them back to prison." One of the reporters for the Star newspaper suddenly burst out and asked, "How did they escape the Malaysian jail? Wasn’t the security tight?" The chief police however felt offended by this, though he managed to answer him calmly. "Our security system is the best in all of Asia. However, we did experience some technical difficulties during the period in which the two robbers had escaped." Another reporter suddenly cut in and said with a worried look on his face, "Does this mean that other inmates escaped, too?" "No,” stated the chief officer, and continued, “The two robbers were the only ones that managed to get away. I assure you, everything will be fine and you do not have to worry about being robbed. Just make sure that your house doors are always locked and please leave the rest to us. We will handle it from here." With that, he left the room followed by other policemen. Behind them, they could hear the shouts from other reporters who were eager to ask more questions. Although he thought he had the situation under control, he knew that deep down inside of him; he was scared of losing his job. But being the chief police, he must not let his fear take over him. He rushed back into his office and picked up the phone. Within a few minutes, he had arranged for a quick meeting on the next day with policemen all over KL. The day after, in the meeting hall, he affirmed the situation over a hot cup of coffee with them all. Every policeman sat in chairs silently as he spoke. "We have a big situation on our hands;" he said as he took a sip of his coffee. "The people are starting to panic about their safety, and the reporters are becoming a real pain. I want all of you to search Kuala Lumpur for these two robbers 24/7! Make sure you look everywhere!!!" And with that, he slammed his coffee mug on the desk, breaking a few bits of it. "Yes Sir!" the policemen said in unison as they left the building. A few days went by; there was still no sign of the robbers. A policeman came up to the chief police to report the current situation. "There is no sign of them, sir. We have looked all over KL and beyond but could not find any trace of them anywhere." "I see...," replied the chief, in deep thought. “You know what we must do." "Yes sir," answered his subordinate in concession and consequently left the room, leaving the chief alone still in contemplation. Moments later the chief picked up the phone and dialed a number. Then he spoke in aggression, "I need you guys here on the double.” (Short pause; hearing reply on the other side of the line) “Yes, yes, I know you're busy but we really need you at this moment. Come to the meeting hall located next to the police station tomorrow morning at 9. I'll tell you more about your assignment then." The conversation was short and brief. He hung up, slumped back in his chair and took a deep breath. "Tomorrow will be interesting...," he uttered whilst looking out the window. The next day, hundreds of policemen gathered at the meeting hall again and sat opposite their chief officer. Suddenly two strangers in long coats walked into the room. Everyone turned their heads to face them. They watched the two strangers walk past them in silence as they headed towards the chief police. Afterwards he introduced to the anticipating crowd who they were. "This is Naz and standing beside her is Rio. They are two of the world’s best spies and have been working together with the police force from all around the world for over 5 years." He paused and then continued, "They will be helping us with the prison break case. I will explain the details to you tomorrow," he spoke to the newly hired spies. Naz and Rio nodded in recognition and left the room silently. The very next day, the two spies met with the chief police again, yet this time it was outside the police station. They started discussing the mission in hush tones. "All right then. Your mission is to track down a thief and his partner who had robbed the National bank. Here are some pictures as reference that we had taken of them right before they escaped the Malaysian jail. You have permission to contact anyone that you think can give you any lead on this mission." The chief police carried on, "Also, I heard that you have a spy office in Tennessee. So by all means, if you need their help, go ahead, use them. Oh, and one more thing, good luck" With that the two spies walked off into the dark morning without saying a word. "Quiet girls…," he spoke softly as he took another sip of his coffee and went back inside to speak to the other policemen whom were around. About a week later, the chief officer got a phone call from Naz and Rio. They informed him that they had caught the robbers and were heading back to the Malaysian jail. "Good job. I'll see you back here tomorrow," the chief police said over the phone. However, while they were heading back to the jailhouse, the robbers out-smarted the spies and made them think they were in physical pain. The spies pulled off the road and inspected what the problem was. When Naz and Rio least expected it, they were knocked out by Snake and Panther. With force, they threw the spies in the back seat, took control over the car and turned around. Naz was the first to wake up. She shook her partner and saw that she was injured. They had to get out of there fast. The only problem was, how? Naz pretended to be asleep when Snake continuously glanced at them a few times from the front seat. When Snake was not watching, she took a peek at the meter board behind the steering wheel and saw that Panther was driving the car well over 120 mph. "Where are we going?" Naz thought. "And why do we have to get there so fast?" Multiple questions ran through her mind. This type of situation had never happened in all her years as an investigator. Then the terrifying words snapped Naz back into reality. "How do we get rid of them?" Snake asked his partner in crime hesitantly. Panther replied, "Easy...just take their guns, but let’s get some information out of them first. See what we can find for Dallas." What was going on? It was like Naz could hear her own heart beating. Rio had woken up, and she had that exact same expression on her face. Her face had the expression of fear and shock. Instinctively they devised a plan together through eye contact although they had to put it in motion before it was too late. Rio saw a rope on the floor, right under the seat and Naz tied it up in her hands. Snake and Panther weren't the only ones with tricks up their sleeves. After tying up the rope, Naz whispered to Rio, "I will throw this rope onto a poll and we will hang on to it. We might get hurt, but we really need to escape." Rio nodded to in agreement. The two spies waited until the car started slowing down, and when they saw a poll, Naz threw the rope quickly, and with fortune on their side, it made it. We held the rope while the car started going faster. We were out, but we got hit by the poll, and got bruises and scratches everywhere. Especially near our face. Then cars started honking. They were wondering why we were up there, injured. Suddenly, a car stopped by. It was an old car broken down car with rusted paint on spots. A very old man that looked like a grandfather, stepped out and asked us if we needed any help getting down. He had an old beard that reached his chest and weary blue eyes filled with joy. The old man helped Naz and Rio get down the poll. The old man gave us a lift to the police station, driving at medium speed. As they closed the old carr door shut, Naz and Rio thanked him and stepped inside the police station. Everyone was looking at us. We saw the chief police. He was shocked. He yelled out, "We need doctors, immediately!" The policemen and policewomen called the hospital and asked if there were any doctors available, right that instant. We heard the ambulance. They were had arrived but at that time, the 2 girls were both too tired to stay awake any longer and went into a peaceful darkness. I woke up to this beeping noise. It was so annoying, like it never had an end. I looked around and saw a table with flowers on it. There were voices outside the room. I was so sore. What happened? The last thing I remembered was falling asleep ... the road... the robbers. I started hyperventilating. 'Get a grip. Investigators don't cry.' I calmed down enough to know that I had been in the hospital. I looked around and in the bed next to me I saw Rio. She had bruises and cuts all over her face. She had a broken arm too. I looked down at myself and saw that I had a hand and broken fingers. Those robbers are so in for it. Nobody hurts my partner and gets away with it. And when I say no one, I mean no one. A couple of days later, the robbers were still not found. Rio had broken her left arm in three different places. It would take time to heal, but we would be okay. Now we were dead set on getting these robbers behind bars. It takes more than a couple of broken bones to get us off a case. We followed where we were last. Witnesses say they saw them head south. We followed the trail and came to this old, scary bridge. It looked like it could collapse at any minute. However, we did find tire marks from the dirt road. We decided to leave the car, and walk across on foot. The bridge seemed to scream in agony with every step we took. As we walked across, I accidently took a wrong step. I fell through the broken wood and was so close to falling into the river. Rio caught me just in time. I could tell it was hard for her with only having one hand. I did everything I could to help. Then Rio did the most courageous thing I have ever seen her do in years. She took her arm out of her sling, screaming with pain, and pulled me up with her broken arm."Why did you do that?! You've probably destroyed your arm!" I couldn't get over it. She should have just let me fall."And have you die? Yeah, I would so let that happen. I'm not a baby anymore, Naz. Stop treating me like I'm 7. I can take care of myself." Rio said with a bit of an edge to her voice. I could see she was still in pain. We got off that bridge as fast as we could, but more cautiously of course. Then we took a quick rest. I was still worried."I'm fine Naz! Let go!" Rio was putting up a fit because I wanted to see if her arm had been hurt any worse."Okay, okay. You’re sure you’re okay?" Still a little uneasy, she nodded her head."Alright, let’s follow this road and see if we can find anything." We started walking which had felt like hours, but then we came upon an actually pretty house. It was well taken care of, and the weirdest thing is that we saw the robbers' car. We could here shouts inside. We crouched down and slowly walked forward. We checked to make sure our guns were ready in case anyone came out. We peeked in threw the window and saw Panther and Snake. Another man was there, too."That must be Dallas." Rio whispered. I nodded and we kept listening."You let them get away? They’re not just regular spy’s boys! They're the Silent Sisters for Heaven's sake! You don't let those spies go! We wanted those two! They could have information for us! For once, just use those heads of yours." Dallas had yelled."Come on Dallas, don't be like that. We tried. Snake looked back there and they looked like they were dead asleep." Panther was whining."Did you put all objects in the trunk like I told you to?" Dallas questioned with a doubtful look."No." Panther replied in an annoyed voice."That's what you get for not listening to me!" Dallas yelled. There seemed to be a resemblance between the three men. I just couldn't quite put my finger on it. "Oh no." Rio whispered in a nervous tone. "I know them. You do to. It's them. The ones that killed mom and dad. Look at the leader. The one sitting on the chair." I looked closer. It couldn't have have been Dallas Johnson. The sleek, creepy murderer. The robbers were his sons. This was where they lived, and plotted. Snake and Panther were brothers. That was the resemblance. A family of murderers. "Get them killed, or your going from murderer to murdered." Dallas said without a moments hesitation. He would kill his own family. I can't even imagine what their childhood must have been like. "We need to call in backup. Give the location of this place and get out of here, and fast." I just stood there. Numb from a silent panic. Then we walked back into the woods a safe difference from them. At least, that's what we thought. We were giving the chief of FBI the directions when I couldn't breath. An arm was wrapped around my neck. I looked at Rio and saw Panther behind her. We were caught. We were being dragged by our hair back to the house. When the phone was closed by Panther, I knew they would come as quickly as they could. We were tied with our hands behind our backs. They were looking for a gun in the drawers. Then they found it. That little black object they used for killing. They were lifting it up to Rio when I shouted, "NO! I'll go first. Kill me first. It was all my idea to come here. She has nothing to do with it." What a sister will do for their little sibling. Dallas stared at me with what felt like forever. "Alright. We'll consider it as your death wish." He said with a smirk. He lifted the gun up to my face, and then there was the gun shot. But it wasn't me that died. I heard this loud shriek of anger, but my arm was burning with agony. I looked up to see Rio had screamed and she had turned ghostly white. I wanted to comfort her, but I had my own problems. My right arm was bleeding. I looked up and looked around. When my eyes found a lump on the ground. Dallas was bleeding from the chest. A swarm of FBI swat team. Someone was coming over with a medical bag. I looked down to see a bullet in my arm. Blood was dripping down my arm. Staining my sleeve. I looked over to see Rio was safe. Snake and Panther were being arrested and walked out the door. It was over. Done. Another mystery solved. For now.
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