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 Chapter 3: Hidden attack





 One week later I woke up to go to school at the Boomerang Dojo. It‘s where all the Boomerang Throwers and Glaive Throwers went in hopes that one day they might be powerful Glaive Lords and help protect the Monkey Town from destruction. Dad suggested that I go back. Mum didn’t like the idea at first but eventually she agreed. I was really looking forward to going back to school and seeing my friends again. As I walked out the door Mum stopped me.



 “Be careful Justin, don’t do anything dangerous. Don’t try to fight any bloons unless they are green or less.”



 “I’ll be fine, Mum,” I said.



 I walked out the door and jumped onto my bike. It was a little bit harder to ride now that my bionic arm was twice the size of my other arm but I managed. I turned out of Main Street and onto Monkey Lane when I fell off of my bike. When I hit the ground I heard a pop. I looked but I couldn’t find any bloons in sight. I couldn’t see anything moving except for the giant windmill a short distance away. Suddenly I felt something brush past my bionic arm. Rubber. But as I looked again I couldn’t see any bloons anywhere. Yet I was certain that I had felt something.



 I called out, “Is anyone there?”



 When all I heard was the wind I shrugged and picked up my bike. As I started to ride again I was knocked off of my bike by something rubbery. I panicked. I couldn’t see anything yet I knew that I hand’t fell off of my bike for a second time. Something clicked inside my head. What had they told us last year before I had had my coma?



 “Be aware of camo bloons. These bloons are quite annoying as being a Glaive Lord is the only way for you to detect them on your own. In the meantime, if you are faced with some, I’d suggest that you get near a Meerkat Spy. Those guys can help you and other towers see them.”

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px3.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica;color:#3a3a3a"> I released that I must be facing some now. I turned in a 360° circle to look for any clue which could show where these bloons were. I found none. I felt the bloons close around me. I tried to reach my glaive but I couldn’t. The bloons were too close. The last thing I remember before I blacked out was the sound of popping bloons.