The Real Me

A/N: HI! So I'm new to fanfic and this is my first One-Shot/Two-Shot/ maybe even story, whatever you guys want it to be!

This is my take on what happened on the roof top although there will obviously be some changes. I'd LOVE some reviews telling me what you liked/hated/want changed in this story and let me know if you want me to keep it as a One-Shot or not

Disclaimer: Ally Carter owns all!

Chapter 1- Cammie POV

Cars zoomed by below us. Birds chirped above us. However, the silence on the rooftop screamed louder than anything else. I jogged to the edge of the roof trying to decipher where we were. Something was wrong. "Macey, are you sure this is where the video was being taken?" I asked.

"Of course it is! It said so on my schedule," Macey shouted, clinging to her cover.

"I'll go and check on Charlie and make sure we're in the right place," Preston muttered so quietly we might not have heard him. But we're Gallagher Girls. We hear everything. Preston turned around to leave, but, there was a slight flaw with his plan. Charlie was nowhere to be seen.

"Where'd he go?! He was with us seconds ago on the elevator!" Engulfed in fear, Preston's eyes darted back and forth frantically. And that's when we saw the elevator doors shut and knew that we were stuck here. Yet nothing kept me from being that innocent, panicked child who ran faster than seemingly possible to the door and tried to open it. I knew it wouldn't budge but I still needed to try.

"It's not going to open!" Macey screamed, voicing my exact thoughts.

I spun around, doing a quick 360, taking in my surroundings, possible exits and possible threats. There was a Macy's shop 200 yards west of us, a Starbucks shop 300 yards southeast, a shopping mall 750 yards north and a small shaft 20 yards east of me. Everywhere else there were rows and rows of office buildings. Although, the area was quite public, if we got into any trouble, no one would hear us. We were on our own.

I glanced at Macey and our eyes connected; we were thinking the same thing. Just as I was about to turn around, Macey's eyes turned wide and her pupils dilated. Macey pointed upwards and screamed, "LOOKOUT!"

Do I cling to my cover? Or do I lose my cover? Two questions that rapidly flew threw my brain as I quickly changed into fight or flight mode and knew that there was no way to stop the inevitable. It was time to be Cammie, the spy in training…the real me. I did another quick survey of the rooftop as the helicopter flew closer and closer towards us like a black raven circling his prey. Zip lines fell out of the helicopter and knew that it was only a matter of moments before people started to slide down those ropes. I had two simple options: 1) save Macey, one of my closest friends 2) save Preston, an innocent boy who knows nothing about anything. The helicopter was at the edge of the rooftop. I glanced at Macey and knew that she had shed her cover too. I sprinted towards Preston.

I heard more than saw, men landing to my left and right. Fists made contact with skulls, kicks turned into grunts and a gunshot whizzed past my left ear. I grabbed Preston, with my goal-the shaft-in my sight. But that was before a brick of muscle slammed into my right side, winding me.

I should have heard him. I should have seen him. I should have anticipated him. But I didn't.

And that sent a burning chill down my spine. He was charging at me again, I rolled to the right at the last minute so that he made contact with concrete instead of soft flesh. He made a mistake, this gave me a window of about 2 seconds and that was all I needed. I sprang to my feet, just as he staggered upright, and gave him a blow to the stomach. Someone grabbed my shoulder; I flipped him over me, using his ample weight to my advantage. The first man dashed towards me but I stepped to the left and gave a devastating kick to his spine. Somebody planted a kick to my chest, unbalancing me and another kick from behind, had me sprawling forwards. My arms softened the fall, and I took this momentum to roll forwards as two men bashed skulls to catch me.

I got up and sprinted, with adrenaline coursing through my veins; making me run faster and faster. I grasped Preston's hand as I sprinted forwards. The shaft was 5 yards away…4…3…searing hot pain blasted through my right shoulder as a bullet made contact with muscle; I propelled Preston forward who landed awkwardly on the shaft. I thought for a worrying second that it wasn't going to work but then gravity took over, dropping Preston 200 yards to safety. I turned around just as I heard a scream from Macey and a fist made contact with my skull.

I staggered backwards, unwilling to give up. I took every ounce of power, strength and stamina to land a double kick to the man's stomach and chest and raced towards Macey. She had been able to hold her own against 5 men but now more and more helicopters were zooming in and for a ninth grader who hadn't taken one CoveOps class, she was starting to give out. Her left arm was bent at an unnatural angle and a man was getting ready to kick her in the left shoulder. I quickly landed a blow to his knee taking him by surprise and started delivering punches and kicks to the surrounding men, whilst for the third time this evening, surveying my surroundings for exits. And that's when I saw the vent. Big enough to let some nimble teenagers through, small enough to cause hindrance to the kidnappers' assault. I shouted, "5 o'clock!" confusing the surrounding men, giving Macey time to sprint towards the vent. I landed a fist to my captor's skull and was one step behind Macey. She kicked the vent, not once, not twice but thrice until it finally gave way. Despite the pain in my right shoulder, I grabbed the lid off the vent and chucked it backwards with both my hands. I pushed Macey through the vent.

I was so close. I could make it. We would be alright. Just, then a destructive kick landed to my skull, and someone pulled me backwards. "I thought you knew how to fight, Gallagher Girl," I looked up to be met with Zach's cold emerald eyes. Then, everything faded to black.

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