Just a random idea I had...

DISCLAIMER: I don't own CHERUB

Conner's face was ashen and his eyes sparkled feverishly. Even his breathing seemed laboured. James stared at him for several seconds before voicing his thoughts, "What the hell's wrong with you? Someone chopped off your dick?" Though James' words were course and flippant, his friends face worried him.

"Conner," Lauren's hand brushed her boyfriends. That was something James was still getting used to, "What's happened?"

He was so quiet that they were considering repeating the question when he finally answered. "CHERUB's been compromised."

James got it before Lauren did. "Oh shit." Images of care homes flashed in his mind.

"But Zara and the politicians will sort it out, right?" Lauren's face was anxious.

"By compromised that there are rumours on the ground," as Lauren opened her mouth to argue James continued over her, "rumours that people are starting to believe. The evidence is all there, it's just that no one's bothered to look. If someone dug deep enough, asked the right questions... we can't tamper with people's memories." His little sister's face dropped and her eyes widened.

"What's going to happen to us?" James asked Conner who seemed to know so much.

The boy shrugged, "Who knows, anything..." he looked horrified.

"How do you know all that?" James suddenly realised that Rat had been standing behind them.

"I found out on my latest mission. Someone's put feelers out. Asking about kids who've appeared and then gone after a load of shit." Conner shuddered. "we are so dead. Anyway I told my mission Chloe, my mission supervisor, who told Zara. Apparently everyone who can is being called of missions and onto campus. Tomorrow evening they'll call a conference to let us know what's going to happen to us." Conner pushed his food away and sighed shakily.

"After getting away from the survivors they're gonna throw me into a care home," Rat moaned close to tears before walking to another table.

"Oi Rat," Conner suddenly shouted at the retreating boy, "Don't tell anyone." His sudden animation died quickly.

"What do we do,' James couldn't stand just sitting. He was desperate to be doing something. James was so used to sorting things out for himself. But what could he do?

Connor couldn't think of anything and Lauren looked moments from crying. James pat her gently on the shoulder as he walked out of the food hall. What else was he meant to do? His life was on a deadline and every second was bringing it closer.

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James was only vaguely acknowledged the vibrating floor as he turned the corner to his room. But as he opened the door to his room, there was no way he could ignore the Eminem making his walls 

pulsate. The kid next door had left for uni a fortnight ago and the room had been empty when he had left for lunch an hour ago. Apparently, someone new had moved in.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!" he roared at the wall as loud as he could. In reply the music lowered enough to stop the wall shaking but he still could have sung-well rapped along with it. But he wasn't in the mood to ruin the last moments of fun for another kid before they were all sent away. Instead he flopped on his bed and tried to ignore thoughts of care homes, never seeing his friends and worst of all, no CHERUB.

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