A/N- Hey guys, what's up y'all? This is the sequel to Girl Meets Double Agent, if you have not read it, then you MUST go read it or nothing will make sense.
I plan to wrap this up by August or July, because I NEED to finish my 5th Wave fanfiction and begin an OC series, which I am really excited about doing. :)
Also, Maya's cabin is based off of the 2015 DIY Blog Cabin Giveaway.
Now, let the Fanfic commence! Btw, if you have any ideas, message me! ;)
Farkle
It's been five years since she escaped. FIVE fricking years. Riley went nuts searching for her, Lucas just shook his head and continued on. Me? I wallowed in self despair. The Organization looked for her, believing her to push on as an Other Side agent, but she disappeared, completely off the grid. Eventually, the Organization disclosed her as a cold case, but any information worthy enough, could set the flame afire once more.
The Organization benched me after a wry mission, where I wasn't focused. I was thinking about Maya. I loved her so much but she betrayed me, all of us, all of her friends. I set out hiking in the Rocky Mountains to refresh my thoughts and clear my mind.
I believed that Maya would have a helped the Organization whole hell lot. But,she's gone, into thin air. I let igh and take in my surroundings. Green, green, green, plants, flowers, foliage. Just what I need, a breath of fresh, unpolluted air, unlike the streets of New York City.
I continue hiking through out the canopy, taking in the sights and smells. A sweet tinge of floral sensations waft through the air and I close my eyes.
The shock of thunder rattles me out of my peacefulness. Impossible I look up to find threatening storm clouds roll over the the valley. Fuck Thunder rumbles again and it suddenly begins to rain. The forecast said there would be no rainstorms, never trust the weatherman.
The rain is pouring down me in buckets. And it sure damn hurts. I literally can't see anything. I just see grey and grey, and maybe bit a green?
I blink hard against the rain and force myself up the trail, but a strong gust wind blows me off course. I crash through the foliage, sputtering from the wet leaves in mouth.
I don't know how it's been, but I stumble on and on with no idea where I'm going. I think I'm going in the right direction.
Suddenly, I see a silhouette of a cabin against the bright white lightning. Help I drag myself towards the cabin. Once under the foyer, I knock on the door, twice. Then I collapse and let the darkness sweep me over.