(Previously)

A huge chess piece, as wide as a trampoline, and as tall as a pillar, began being unloaded from a helicopter right above the basketball court. All the boys heard was a thump. A loud, chilling, thump. "What's that?" "Ahh, it's arrived." The teacher ran towards the center of the room, before adding "It's my new giant chess piece being unloaded from my private helicopter!" Carter stared; mouth open. "He has enough money to buy a helicopter and a giant chess piece, and yet he can't afford a psychologist?" Daniel sniggered. "Just wait, this is going to be AWESOME!" The boys sighed in unison. They all seemed to be thinking the same thing. "Totally a normal day" Daniel muttered sarcastically.

(Now)
BOOM! The chatter in the room ended abruptly as all the boys stared in the direction of where the teacher went. “What the actual - ” Daniel walked towards the commotion. When he saw the sight, he almost cried, and laughed at the same time. The teacher was pinned under 5 massive chess pieces, his face bright red. “Dammit, get this thing off me you imbeciles.” It seemed that not only had the teacher ordered one giant chess piece, but accidentally a whole set simultaneously. However, although the scene was probably the funniest thing Daniel had ever seen, something else caught his eye, and made his blood run cold. The Michael Jordan, 23, $100,000,000 dollar jersey was pinned. Right underneath the teacher. “Sir, could you please get up this instant” Daniel shouted. Confusion showed in every boy but Daniel’s face, until they saw what he was looking at. And of course, chaos, an unwelcome visitor, walked in through the door of their minds. 5 boys rushed to the teacher's side, hauling the chess piece off him with all their might. “Easy does it,” the teacher began, but shut up immediately under the glare of every boy. Another five boys started screaming, running around with their hands covering their mouths. The rest of the boys either just stood and did absolutely nothing, or tried, and failed to calm everyone down. Inevitably, in a situation like this, something disastrous always happens. “RRRRRRRIIIIIIIIPPPPPP. The silence was awfully loud. Then - “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

(Ten minutes later)

The boys looked at the ripped jersey, horror slowly showing in their faces. “N-no, t-that was our - ” Daniel whispered. Carter moved so suddenly, it was almost scary. He grabbed the teacher. “I want that shirt fixed, it’s worth more than all of us combined.” His voice was barely audible, but its effect was immense. The teacher nodded his head quickly, twice, and Carter released his hold. “Coach John is gonna kill us.” Agreement was heard from the crowd of boys. “So we gotta fix it!” Once again, agreement was heard from the crowd of boys. “Now, I want you to get some - ” “No.” The teacher got up, standing with his chest out. Carter stared at him. “What do you mean, no?” “I have another plan, basically we …”

(1 minute later)

“We are not doing that!.” Carter looked positively livid. “You will do as I say, and if you even try touching me” the teacher added “I’ll see you in jail.” The boys looked at each other, before finally agreeing to follow the teacher. “So here’s a list on how to accomplish our plan,” said the teacher, before strutting away, looking very smug. Daniel looked down at his list. It read:

1. Become a master of stealth and armed combat
2. Become a master of hacking
3. Learn how to effectively kidnap important people
4. Find out the location of the most secret doomsday bunker in the world.
5. Become a master of disabling security cameras
6. Find the richest bank
7. Find out how to use a super accurate missile
8. Find the best glue shop in town

Daniel read the list again. And again. When he finally absorbed the information, he groaned in utter disbelief. “You have got to be kidding me.”

And so, the boys trained. What was thought to be almost impossible to achieve with years of training was achieved by boys who had less then a week. Talent, some may call it. Stress, others may call it. Whatever it was, it worked. In 5 days, the boys become the most deadly, high trained soldiers/assassins in the entire world. They converted their muscles from basketball training, into muscles suitable for battle. They spent late nights going notes over how to fire a missile, and the best way to disable an armed person. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the boys were ready. As Daniel looked back at the basketball field for the last time, he thought about the madness he was about to get into. Daniel shrugged, madness was his thing, and wrapped his jacket around him tighter.

Crash!
The door of the prime minister flew open as Carter and another 6 boys marched inside. The prime minister cried out in alarm, and reached for his emergency button. Carter pulled out a gun, and pointed it straight at the prime minister’s forehead. “I suggest you don’t do that,” said Carter in a voice that didn’t sound like his own. “We have killed or disabled all of your guards, any resistance will be met with a bullet through the head.” The prime minister started sweating. “I advise you to come with us,” said Carter. His voice made it clear that arguing would be a very bad idea. “Who are you people?” said the prime minister in a shaky voice. Carter smiled over his shoulder, as he turned to the doorway. “Oh, just some basketball players.”

Meanwhile, Daniel was hacking into the very door that prevented him from getting into the doomsday bunker. “Any second now … ” His partner, a boy named Jack, was fidgeting nervously. The door creaked slightly, before swinging open, revealing a stylish room, and a box which contained the super accurate missile. Plus 5 armed men, looking astonished, obviously in the middle of a conversation. Daniel whipped out his gun, and shot two of the men before the other four could even react. Then he ducked under a couch, and squeezed out a one-handed shot that sent another man flying. Jack, on the other hand, was engaged in furious combat with a tall, muscular man that looked like the boss. Daniel ran towards him, but before he could assist Jack, the man he had accidentally missed in the chaos flew at him. Daniel punched the man, and elbowed him in the face, before flipping the man over, Judo-style. And lost the gun. Before he could reach for it again, a fist slammed into his cheek, followed by a forehead. Daniel staggered back, before kicking the muscular man’s knee, and hitting him with two clean hooks, and receiving a knee for his trouble. They both fell, but the man got up first, and hit Daniel so hard, stars appeared in his vision. He thought he was finished, until Jack came out of nowhere, and pointed Daniel’s gun at the man. Everything froze. Daniel got up, and reached for his walkie talkie. “Hello you,” said Jack casually.

At the same time, Mario, a boy with a strong accent, waited for Daniel to fire the missile. Then, he heard the walkie talkie crackle. “About the fire, stand clear.” Mario nodded to himself, and waited for the missile to come. A few moments passed. Then, a distant streak of red appeared in the sky, growing larger and larger before hitting the lock that locked the bank’s front door, and burning it until the metal dissolved. Mario slowly opened the door, and crept inside, hoping that everything would go according to plan. He checked the blueprints, before climbing up into a vent, and crawling his way to a vault, in order to avoid people. “Jest keep going, jest keep going,” Mario sang to himself. Finally, after an eternity, he reached his destination. Dropping down as lightly as he could, Mario started hacking into the complex system. When he finally, he reached for his walkie talkie, and walked straight into Carter. “Wot ze - ” Mario resisted the urge to scream, before he realised that it wasn’t a random man that stood before him, but Carter. “We got here early,” whispered Carter, simultaneously showing Mario the prime minister. Mario felt sick, the plan was actually going to work, but he nodded, and opened the door to the vault. Inside were hundreds of rooms, each one designated to an individual. But Mario only wanted one. “Theez one.” Mario held the prime minister’s face up to the camera, and a soft voice said “Access granted.” Mario gasped. “Soh mech money!” He hesitated. Although the teacher had given him strict instructions to only steal a little bit of money, he couldn’t resist the urge to fill up his bag to the brim with lovely cash. Carter raised an eyebrow. “He’ll niver know!” Little did they both know, cameras had been installed on each and every one of the boys, and right now, the teacher was staring at each of them. “So you think I don’t know huh.” The teacher laughed to himself. “You couldn’t be more wrong.”