All in Alice's POV unless I say otherwise. :) Sadly, I do not own twilight. :( This was inspired by Selena Gomez's music video for "Round & Round".

Click, Click, Click. Taping my black heel against the pavement, I took out my small mirror out of my small jacket pocket. I held it up to where I could see around the corner. Luckily, no one was in the ally. I turned the mirror on me, fixed my pink lip stick and put on my sunglasses. Now I was just waiting for Bella's—or Agent B's- signal.

Looking out at all the buildings, I noticed something black on one of the roofs. I squinted but still couldn't tell who—or what—it was. I hit a button on the side of my glasses and my vision immediately increased by miles.

It was Bella. This was the signal. It's time to act.

Hitting the button once again, my vision went back to normal. I turned the corner and saw Agent E—Edward—walking towards me with a black suitcase in his hand. We smiled and walked past each other.

Now, to the untrained eye, you wouldn't think anything of it. But if you were an agent or trained to kill off agents, then you'd know that I was now carrying the suitcase. Smirking to myself, I made my way through the hustle and bustle of New York, New York. For 9:30pm it's busy. Very busy. Then again this is New York. The City of Lights.

I sighed. Then I saw a yellow Taxi about a mile ahead of me. This is just what I needed. But I didn't want to get anyone involved who weren't agents. What to do, what to do?

I looked around for another option, one that wouldn't get anyone hurt. Bikes? No, too slow. Rent a car? No, it'd take too long. Motorcycles! I was about to walk over there and "borrow" one when I saw Victoria, James, and Laurent, all dressed in black, and hopping on their bikes.

Never mind that idea. I made my way back over to the Taxi. Though it wasn't a Taxi cab, it was a van.

"Do you need a ride Miss?" the driver, I'm guessing, asked. He had blonde hair that was smoothed back and pale blue eyes.

"Yes please," I hopped in to see two other guys in the van also. I sighed. These three are my responsibility now. One of them was, well, huge. That was the one way to describe him. He had short brown hair, brown eyes and dimples that showed even when he wasn't smiling. The other had messy, honey blonde, curly hair that fell into his hazel eyes. He was tall. Extremely tall. Even with my four inch heels I'd only go about up to his shoulder.

The other blonde, the driver, got in and started the car. "Where to, Miss?"

"New York Hotel and Casino," I answered opening the suitcase. In it was a laptop, a file on the President's daughter, and a hand held gun. I opened the laptop up and got a message from the head of the Secret Service. It read:

Agent A,

If you are reading this then you should be on your way to the New York Hotel and Casino. You mission is simple. Get to the President's daughter before Victoria, James and Laurent do. You are to protect her at all times. Agent E and Agent B also have this same mission. They'll be helping from afar.

Need I remind you Victoria, James, and Laurent are all lethal, deadly. And they are after the President's daughter and they won't stop until they get her. Good luck.

I sighed and closed the laptop, placing it back in the suitcase. I started to look through the file. In the file it held a picture of the President's and just some basic information. Her name was Rosalie Hale. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes. She was also tall. Rosalie was 18—like me, Edward and Bella—and spoiled.

I put everything back in the suitcase and closed it, then laid it next to me.

"Hey I think some people are following us…" one of the guys said in the back.

I held my breath and turned around. About two miles behind us were three motorcycles. This is just what I needed. I quickly turned back around and grabbed the gun out. I spoke quickly and calmly.

"Ok, everyone listen up. My name is Mary Alice Brandon. I go by Alice or Agent A. I work for the Secret Service," I showed them all my badge and continued. "I'm currently on a mission and who you see back there are Agents from a different company, sent to kill me. I need everyone's first and last name."

"M-Mike Newton," the driver said, clearly scared.

"Jasper Whitlock, ma'am," the other blonde said.

"Emmett McCarty," the huge one said.

"Great. You are all involved in this mission therefore you're my responsibility. You will all do what I say. Newton, you will be my driver. You will drive how I tell you to drive, you will drive when I tell you to drive, and you will drive where I tell you to drive. Got it?"

"Y-Yes, ma'am,"

"Good now speed up, cut through traffic."

He did what he was told. I turned to the other guys in the back.

"Whitlock and McCarty. You two will follow me and assist me when I need it. How good are your fighting skills?" I asked.

"We both have been taking Kung Fu since we were 8," Jasper answered.

"Good. Mike, open the sun roof and speed up some more," I said. I watched as the sun roof opened. I looked ahead of us and saw a turn. "Turn when I tell you to."

I popped out the window and began shooting at Victoria, James and Laurent. Luckily they didn't have guns on them. But they did know me too well. The hit behind cars, knowing I wouldn't shoot. Every time they became visible I would shoot, I just needed to distract them until we turned.

Suddenly a car pulled up beside us. The door opened and reviled Edward and Bella.

"Emmett! Open the door! Help them in!" I yelled over the wind and car horns.

He did what he was told and soon both sliding doors were open, Bella and Edward leaning out and shooting. I turned around for a split second, ducked back into the van, pulled Edward and Bella in and yelled, "Turn to the right, Mike!"

He did what he was told and turned. We all watched as Victoria, James and Laurent drove right into a lake.

I sighed. "This is gonna be a hard mission."

Hey! What do you think? The next chapter will be here by tomorrow at the very least. Please R&R. :)