Chapter 10- Predator:
Alexy:
I sat down with my head in my hands. I really liked that kiss, but…I shouldn't be getting a crush when I barely know the guy, right? I sighed again, nope…never too early to have a crush…
Lihim:
"You kissed my cousin," I said slowly. Kyle threw up his hands,
"You've been saying that for the past five minutes!"
"You kissed my poor, desperate cousin."
"You kissed Castiel," he protested.
"Castiel isn't your cousin. You kissed Alexy- who is my cousin," I snapped back.
I ran a hand through my hair and then blushed at the memory of Castiel. Kyle looked at me suspicious.
"Why are you blushing?"
"…Nothing."
Kyle grinned slyly,
"Oh! You're blushing because I mentioned your kiss with Casitel, aren't you!"
I blushed more. Kyle laughed,
"Wait," he stopped and then looked at me, "Or are you blushing because you did more than kiss…."
"KYLE!"
I hit him on the arm and he put his hands up in defense.
"Hey! I'm just saying, there's nothing wrong with it as long as I ain't becoming a Godfather."
"We didn't do anything like that!"
I stopped yelling when I realized what the other half of his sentence implied. I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms.
"What makes you think you'd be the Godfather of my kid anyway?"
He gave me a look that made me fidget under the gaze.
"Okay," I admitted and then shook my head, "What did you find?"
"Well I-"
He was interrupted by the sound of the computer fizzing. We both ran over. The screen went black and then white words slowly came up,
"So close yet so far. One more clue to go, though I'm not sure you can think straight after two doses of that drug…."
The familiar logo came and went across the screen. Kyle gave me a look. I sighed,
"Look, apparently I was drugged twice…but the only drinks I can remember…THE SHOP!"
"What?"
"I'll check the shop again. You go on a search and we meet back up later, or call, okay?"
I needed to quickly head down to the shop. Kyle took my ride so I was stuck walking.
"Hey!"
I turned. What were the odds that I saw Castiel? He smirked under his flame helmet and I smiled.
"What's up, Cherry?"
He ignored it,
"Why are you walking?"
"Feel like it."
I shrugged,
"But I gotta go."
I saw Castiel raise an eyebrow. I kept walking, but he followed.
"Come on, I'll give you a ride."
I shook my head.
"Come on," he protested a bit angrily, "you're my girlfriend, so please let me give you a ride."
I stopped. I turned with a raised eyebrow and he froze realizing what he said. He reddened and I chuckled,
"So, I'm your girlfriend, huh?"
He sputtered and I waved my hand,
"Look, as flattering as that is, Castiel, and I do like you, I can't. Not right now. Maybe in a day or two, but at this exact second, I am a bit caught up in something."
He narrowed his eyes but nodded,
"Sure."
Castiel:
I don't know what she was talking about, but I sure as hell as worried. I mean, if something was going on- my first thought: sex, drugs, violence. Was she on drugs? Was she in a gang? Was she being threatened? I had to follow her- secretly.
Lihim:
Castiel eventually left and I continued walking. I continued walking and I swore I was being followed. Considering the circumstances, I knew the best thing was to wait. I continued to the shop. I walked through to find the familiar old guy. I sighed and put on a fake smile.
"Good evening," I said.
He smiled back,
"How may I help you?"
"I was here the other day and the man at the counter said-"
"There is no other man."
I paused,
"The other day, yesterday, the day before yesterday?"
The guy raised an eyebrow,
"I am the owner, and I was gone those days for a vacation. Just got back."
I nodded, in thought, and then I smiled,
"Sorry, must be the wrong store then."
"Perfectly fine, you have a nice night."
"You too."
I left quickly. The shop- no guy, he must've drugged the drink, probably the same guy who drugged me at the party and is after me, though it getting to me through my cousins. Clever. A bad bastardly thing to do- but clever.
I left in thought- just who was the guy who had made me that drink? I mean, was he the bad guy? I shook my head, the bad guy never showed themselves, that's silly they always get the henchmen to do it. I felt my cellphone vibrate. I flipped it open, I always forget I have a cell.
"What's up?"
"Okay, I got nothing. You?"
"Well, the guy who drugged me at the shop doesn't work there."
"Oh, shocker."
"Just shut it, Kyle. I-"
My phone made a noise, signaling that I got a text.
"Hold on Kyle, got a text."
I turned him onto speaker so I could still hear him as I looked through my messages.
'This is your last warning, Agent. Save your cousin, but sacrifice yourself, sound fair? Warehouse, near the bridge in the woods by nightfall. Be there and be ready to die. But in dying, your cousin will live.'
"Kyle?"
"Yeah?"
"We have a problem."
Castiel:
I wondered what she was talking about and what was wrong. I mean, it couldn't have been too bad, could it? I watched her from my hiding place. I wondered where she was headed. She started to go towards the forest.
Lihim:
I cocked my gun and then put it back into the holster. I did a good job of hiding every weapon on me. I walked through the forest and got another call.
"Lee, I hacked your phone, saw the message and you can't do this!"
"I can and will, Kyle."
"No! You don't know what you are walking into."
"Neither do you," I scoffed, "But if you go then they'll see you and bail out. I've been in these situations before, Kyle. Don't be such a mother hen."
I heard him huff,
"I am not a mother hen….but fine."
He hung up and I winced. I guess he wasn't that happy about me going in myself. It didn't really matter because I would be going in, no matter what he said. I continued walking and then thought for a moment. A skirt isn't really appropriate to fight in…
I headed back to the apartment really quick. I changed into my typical fighting gear- black skinny jeans, black long sleeved shirt, black belt that held many gadgets, and black combat boots. Of course, I had many weapons hidden on me. I changed in the restroom because I felt like I was being watched.
I didn't see Kyle at the apartment, where did he go? I shook my head and continued to the forest. It was near nightfall, so I was on time. I walked slowly.
Castiel:
I couldn't figure out what the hell this woman was doing or thinking. I mean, it was night for pete's sake! Why do to a forest…I guess it's just part of the mystery that is Lee….which is why I am following her in the first place. Damn, I feel like a stalker.
Suddenly, I felt something hit the back of my head and I was out.
Kyle:
Like hell I will let her go alone. I followed Lihim secretly. I spotted Castiel following her and crinkled my nose- some boyfriend he is. I held my gun up when I spotted someone knock him out. Before I could shot, someone hit me in the back of my head. I was out.
Lihim:
I heard noises from behind me. I turned around with a gun in my hand and my eyes widened to see a gun at me, pointed by a familiar face.
"John!"
"Lihim!"
I put my gun down and he did too.
"What are you doing here," we both asked.
"Well," John said slowly, "The department got a call that the kidnapper will strike again here. I was put on the case. Now, why are you here? It's not safe."
I saw worry in his eyes and I crossed my arms.
"I can take care of myself."
He chuckled,
"Yeah, I don't doubt that, but why are you here, seriously?"
I shifted my feet, to lie or not to lie. Oh what the hell. I'll be leaving after the mission anyway- unluckily…..maybe Castiel could come with me…I shook my head, focus.
"I'm here to save my cousin," I said firmly, not a lie, not the total truth, but not a lie.
John sighed.
"You can't be here, it's dangerous- I know you can handle yourself if that gun collection I saw was anything to go by, but this is a kidnapper and who knows what else? You need to be safe."
He looked at me with worry and I fidgeted. I sighed, but before I could do anything someone was walking towards us.
"John! Look out!"
We weren't fast enough and John was hit upside the head and knocked out. I got into a fighting position. The guy was big and buff. He charged at me. I dodged and turned to kick him in the back. It didn't faze him as he quickly turned and caught my leg to try and knock me down. He pulled my leg upwards to flip me back, but I caught myself in a backwards flip. I landed solidly and went to punch his face. He caught my fist and twisted my wrist. I winced and he grabbed my other hand.
Before I knew it, someone was behind me and hit me upside the head. I was out.
When I came to my senses, I screamed. I couldn't even open my eyes, but I felt the searing pain in my stomach. I finally was able to open my eyes. I was in shock. I was chained to a wall, my belt, boots, and everything I could have used to escape was off. I looked around and noticed a few other things. One, I was covered in blood and the pain was from a wound that someone gave me while I was out on my stomach. Two, I wasn't the only one there. I saw Kyle on the opposite wall, along with Alexy. Beside me I saw Castiel and John. Then, beside Alexy was Armin. All of us had no shoes, weapons, anything that we could have used. I also noticed that my wounds were pretty bad, but Armin looked beaten up too.
Yet, I was in worse condition- interesting. Let's put those Sherlock books to use. The bad guy obviously has a beef against me- especially if he beats me up the second he gets. He didn't want to hurt my cousin- or maybe he didn't want to hurt them unless I was there to see it. We're in a warehouse of sorts- the one they wanted me to meet them at most likely. Let's see…big buff guys…one looked like the guy from the shop…minion or the big bad…
I heard someone moaning and one by one- everyone else woke up. John looked at me,
"Lihim," he said, "are you okay?"
Castiel scowled,
"Lee, you're hurt."
I scoffed,
"Oh please, I've had worse."
Kyle chuckled,
"Ain't that the truth."
"Who are you," John asked, "and where are we?"
"Well," I said, "John, the blue haired is Alexy- my cousin, Armin the black hair over there- Is the kid that was kidnapped, also my cousin. The idiot right there is Kyle and Cherry Top is Castiel."
John nodded. He then pulled against the chains.
"No use," Kyle said, "Pure steel, hard to break with your pure strength. You need something pretty strong, also of steel, to break them…or someone to pick the lock of the cuffs on our wrists."
"No one will be escaping."
We all looked towards the door to see two guys. They were both tall. One was skinny and the other was buff. The tall one had brown hair and green eyes. The buff one had blonde hair and blue eyes. They looked familiar. My eyes widened.
"Charlie…and…Greg."
My ex (the tall one, Greg), and the other one from an old mission- Charlie. Kyle shook the chains.
"Greg! If that really is you, you're a dead man for what you did to Lee!"
Greg scowled,
"As if sending me to Siberia wasn't punishment enough," he smirked, "though it was there that I met this fabulous man, Charlie, who- surprise, surprise- had a beef against you too."
He walked over to me with an evil look in his eye. I winced when I felt his hand on my side. I then scowled and tried to fight back. I saw that the others were looking at him in disgust and hate too. Castiel looked like he wanted to kill Greg- which I wanted to do.
"Greg," Charlie said, "you can have fun with her later," he gave us all a look, "besides, it looks like she has some explaining to do, but to hold us off until later…"
Charlie and Greg were standing in front me. Charlie smiled evilly as he pressed a button in on a remote in his hand. I screamed as I was shocked with electricity.
"LEE," Castiel screamed as he strained against the chains. I saw that Kyle and John were trying to move too.
Then, the shock stopped. I panted for breath. Greg and Charlie left, but before Greg did he came back over to me. He kissed me roughly and then blew an air kiss as he left. The door shut.
"Ew," I scowled as I spit.
"What's going on," John said.
I sighed and hung my head,
"I'm not you who you think I am."
"Way to sound so mysterious," Kyle said as he rolled his eyes. I glared,
"I mean, I am Lihim, that is my name. I really am your cousins," I said looking at Armin and Alexy, "But…I am not just Lihim, a high school student. My code name is Agent
Masque, a French word for disguise for I am a master of disguise, along with many other things- shooting, archery, any weapons. Kyle's Agent Façon, a French word fashion and don't look at me- he choose that code name."
"Wait," Armin said with a cough, "agent?"
I winced,
"I am a spy. An agent of CTC- Counterterrorist Center, also known as the agency and yes, it's an American government branch."
"Never heard of it," John said with narrowed eyes.
"Of course not. To anyone outside the president, we don't exist. Anyway, I am an agent of the agency, trained to be a killer, for the side of good, of course."
"Killer," Kyle said, "is a poor choice of words. We are trained to make the harder decisions. Not to have feelings towards anyone. Not to get close to anyone in the agency. And the number one rule- don't trust anyone."
"Right," I said, "So, we are agents, have been since we were like, five, and I am not kidding. Anyway, Kyle is my tech partner while I do most of the action. Despite the rules, we are close. I mean, he's like a brother to me."
"So," Castiel said slowly, "You are a spy…a cop?"
"Not cop. Spy. Trained, government funded assassin at times too. Yes," I said rolling my eyes, "that means I have killed people before, but only because the job required it."
I saw Alexy look at Kyle nervously. Armin looked confused. Castiel looked like he was a mix between anger and worry. John looked sad.
"So," John said, "who were those guys?"
"Well," I said blushing, "one is my ex who hurt me, and as a result, Kyle hacked the agency and sent him to Siberia. Charlie is someone who wants revenge on me because a long time ago- I was about fifteen or something, I can't really remember that, and there was a choice…"
"What choice," John asked firmly.
I looked away. Kyle finished for me,
"A choice….save millions…or the little girl…we are spies and we had to make a tough decision, but…that's what happened….the little girl then turned out to be Charlie's sister."
I winced,
"Look, that's enough sentimental, we need to get out of here."
"How," Armin coughed out.
I bit my lip and wiggled my wrist,
"This is gonna hurt."
Kyle looked at me shocked,
"You honestly aren't going to-"
"I have to."
Kyle winced. I rubbed my forearm against the chains, and I winced as it drew blood. But sure enough, a small piece of metal was sticking out of my arm. I wiggled and was able to bring the small piece of metal up into my hand. Armin and Alexy looked grossed out. Kyle looked concerned. Castiel looked confused, and so did John.
"What was that," Castiel asked.
I winced and Kyle explained as I started to pick the lock.
"When we were kids, still training, Lee broke her arm. Now, it wasn't a normal break. Her whole forearm was nearly torn off."
"Yeah," I butted it, "That hurt like a bitch."
Kyle glared,
"I was explained."
I rolled my eyes,
"Continue."
"Anyway, as a result, she had to- for lack of words- get a new arm. The agency attached a metal arm to her arm, but it looked realistic, as you know. However, they were a bit too advanced."
"In other words, I could control it because they made wires that attached all the way to my brain. It acted, literally, as my old arm. It even grew as I did. I could feel pain from it…"
"Excuse me," Kyle said pissed, "I am telling the story! So, when they made her 'robotic' arm so to speak, they didn't do it right. So, she had loose metal in her arm. In times of emergencies she can well, literally slight her arm for pieces of metal to escape."
I ignored the gross looks and the blood on my arm. I used the piece of medal to pick the cuffs and escape. I caught myself as I hit the ground.
"Okay, let's get out of here and kick some ass."
