The Mistake | Colby Brock

Chapter One Fifteen-Boss Shit

(this chapter switches pov's)
Jordan's pov
I smacked Colbys side, getting his attention quickly. Everyone made way for the nicely dressed lady with bright red boots, with a white puffy dress. I walked up to her, Colby a couple feet away. "You said it was the system coming?" Sam whispered to Mike. I guess this lady wasn't with the system. So who was she with? "I guess she beat them." Mike answered, shrugging. I stood in front of her, but she pushed right past me, her eyes on Colbys. I fumed one anger, balling up one of my fists before Reggie and Aryia held me back silently. "We don't even know her dont." Aryia whispered, holding my shoulder down. "Exactly," i whispered back before the bitchy lady spoke. "Are you the boss around here?" She asked, holding up a red envelope in her hands, and handing it to Colby. He hesitated to grab it, looking between me and the letter before i teleported next to him, snatching it from her hands. "No, i am. He just... pays for everything." I answered, trying my best to not sound so pissed off. "She's right, we uh, make everything look nice." Colby smiled. She nodded, taking a step back. "Then i suggest we have a talk... in private." She looked around like she was silently judging everyone, only making me even more pissed off. "Nope. We can talk here." I answered, standing my ground. She looked almost surprised, like if no one had ever turned her down before. "J, just go, it's fine." Colby whispered behind me. I exhaled sharply, before nodding at the lady. "Okay, lets go." I walked past her, this time me shoving her. She stumbled, gasping dramatically as the guys all nodded in approval at me. I met her down the hall, where there was less rubble and bullet holes, shocking me on how much damage was done.
Colbys pov
"Sorry about the mess dude." The guys sighed as we picked up pillows that had stuffing everywhere, and my cardboard cutouts had holes all over them. I laughed, pointing at the one on my couch. "Oh poor you." Sam sighed, laughing as he pat my shoulder. "Don't worry about it guys, i'm sure a recked apartment is better then us being dead." We laughed in agreement, casually stepping between the bodies of the guys that attacked us. Super shady, but we could get to the bottom of it. "Hey wasn't there like two other guys?" Brennen asked, re counting the bodies. "Oh yeah i think J threw some out the window." Aryia said before him and Cassie finished throwing away any popped bottles or cans in the kitchen. "Of course she did." Reggie laughed. "Ill go get them, can you help Kevin?" Mike asked as Kevin nodded. "Cool, i'll race ya." He said before zooming by, a gust of air following. "Damn it." He mumbled before running after him. We laughed before Corey gasped dramatically, making us turn to him. "I found a Colby that survived." He said, holding a cardboard cutout that wasn't damaged. "Oh yeah," i smiled, taking it from him and laying it on the couch where there wasn't any blood or anything. "Hey man," i turned around, nodding at Reggie who looked slightly concerned. "What's up man." I said, setting my trash bag down. "You need to talk to her," he said, lowering his voice. I looked around me, Aryia turning his head away. I knew he would hear us regardless, but oh well. Sirena wasn't here either, not sure how Jordan would take that anyway. "What do you mean talk to her?" I asked, keeping my voice at the same level. He sighed, and leaned closer to me slightly. "I mean she's not stable right now. She might look like it but this is just feeding into her addiction, today was risky enough, next time she might not stop." I sighed, i knew he was right, but why did i have to do this stuff? Man i swear i always have to pull the bad guy card. He was right though, i couldn't let something happen to her. Not again. "Okay, i'll talk to her soon." He nodded, leaving it at that and walking away. I glanced at Aryia, who shook his head before turning back to what he was doing. Fuck. Well how the hell was i supposed to tell Jordan something like that? I should just make Reggie do it. Logical reasoning in my opinion, i mean, it's his idea right? Jordan popped back into the room, her smile wider than ever. "I need you." She pointed to Jake before leaving the room again, just seconds before coming back. "And you, and you." She pointed to Sam then me, our eyes widening before she grabbed our wrists and taking off. I groan with Sam as we teleported in the hall along with the not so nice lady that we knew absolutely nothing about. Once i got myself to stand up straight Jordan left again, just to come back with Corey this time. "Oh gosh, how do you guys do that?" He asked, grabbing his head in pain. We chuckled a little, before bringing our attention back to Jordan who was now standing next to the lady, and a huge smile on her face. One that i haven't seen in a long time. "You wanna tell them or should i?" She asked, covering her face from excitement. "What?" I asked, returning a smile to her. "Let me introduce myself first." The lady said, looking between all of us. "I'm Miss Spirit, i am head of the time paradox for this century and every one beyond that." She smiled, before stepping back into position and fixing her dress. "Century? How do you...?" Sam trailed off, crossing his hands over his chest. "Ah yes, you see i can time travel as well as stopping time particularly whenever i want. Me and dozens of others work on making sure that everything goes by smoothly and if not we go in and tweak things up. Not to mention i'm a cyborg so half robot type of thing keeps me young." Spirit smiled, looking at Jordan. "Okay then, more specific question, what are you doing here?" I asked, looking between Jordan and Spirit. She nodded, and pointed to the inside of my apartment. "This wasn't planned according to our viewing. We don't know who came and attacked you, we want you guys to figure that out for us, so we can simply take charge and make sure this doesn't happen a second time to you or others." She handed me a folder, and as i flipped through the pages i saw every one of the guys that came onto us. Same name, same hairstyle, same face structure, but no background to anyone besides their date and location of birth. "You want info on someone we just killed. And with only this?" Corey said with a laugh. "Yes. We think that if there's this many there has to be more, but there's no data of them even existing or in any time paradox, that's what we need you guys for." I looked through the photos again, noticing they all looked nearly the same. But just a few changes, they all had that same pin design on their right shoulder though. I looked up at Jordan slightly, her hand moved to her side, before she flashed the pin at me, before looking back up and smiling like normal, tucking the pin in. "We'll take it." I said, crossing my arms. Spirits face lit up, and everyone but Jordan looked at me like i was crazy. "What?" Jake said, turning to me. "You don't think we should talk about this first?" Sam asked, also slightly offended. "Okay, then let's talk." I said. We all turned our backs, huddling up while Jordan walked up to us. "One sec," she said, before hopping over to us happily. I think that's the only reason why i'm taking this wack job. We had so much going on already, too much actually, but i trusted Jordan's intuition. "Okay so why are we taking this again?" Jake asked in a whisper. "Well why not?" I asked, shrugging. "Um because we have like seven different things going on." Corey said, laughing at himself. "Well i would rather get to the bottom of a random threat too and not have it happen again." Jordan said, looking around. "Good point, but what if it was just a wrong person type of thing. Like they tracked the wrong car or something." Sam said in defense. "Or what if this isn't random at all and this Spirit lady just called them in for us just to set us up. Like a deal with the devil or something." Jake said, rolling his eyes like if we just missed the obvious. We all looked at him weird for a second, but also noticed he had a point. "Okay one that's a coincidence that her names Spirit and you just brought up the devil. And two she's like a robot so she probably has some sort of bionic hearing anyways." Jordan said, taking a deep breath before carrying on. "Three, either way, if she is behind this, i'd rather find out then have to watch my back more than usual." She said, making eye contact with each of us. "I can hear you guys by the way, we're only four feet away." Spirit said from behind us. We widened our eyes, but Jordan gave us a 'i told you so' look making me laugh. We broke up, standing shoulder to shoulder, we all knew what we wanted, and it was almost like he talked it out in our own heads. "Well i'm guessing you and Jet over here have already talked about what we're gettin out of it, why don't we pick up from there." Sam said, as we all stance in our own way. I wrapped my arm around Jordan, noticing her holding in her smile for a second, before looking at Spirit, and nodding in approval. "We did, want me to start with you guys, or the group in general?"