I am so sorry I haven't posted in a while. I had some competitions going on, so I couldn't write or post.
Alex POV:
"Alex" Percy calls, "Amanda needs to see you"
"Yes sir" I reply and walk up to Amanda's office. I go in, and she is sitting on the couch.
"Alex, you have been activated" she says. "one of our valuable agents was lost during a mission. I need you to go there and help retrieve her." she explains.
"Wait, you want me to go?" I ask surprised.
"Yes. Is there an issue?" she asks.
"No, of course not. Who are the agents on the ground?" I ask, curious to know I will be helping.
"Michael. Nikita was taken, so you will need to help him find her. Be ready in one hour," she informs me.
"What-t….I mean okay," I say. Nikita's in trouble. What if she gets hurt, or...or worse: he kills her?
Nikita POV:
I wake up in a cold room, my arms and legs tied to a metal chair. I try and pull at the ropes, but I am unsuccessful.
"Well looks who's awake," Simon says, as he enters. He pulls up a chair and sits directly in front of me.
"I'm-" I start to say.
"Let me stop you there. Your reputation precedes you. I know exactly who you are. You are Nikta the spy. Nikita the assassin. Nikita, the woman who used to work for Division. Now tell me why you are working for Michael, and why the hell you attacked us" He says.
"I don't know what you are-wait did you just say "used to"?" I ask confused.
"You faked your death, and left Division," he says, raising his voice slightly.
"Listen, I don't know what you are talking about. And I am not going to tell you anything." I say.
"Bitch! You killed everyone I cared about." he punches me.
"Listen, I don't remember anything. I swear" I say, and he punches me twice. I spit blood.
"You wanna do it the hard way? Fine." he knocks me out, and the last thing I see are Simon's eyes bearing into mine.
Michael's POV:
I am sitting on the couch, when I hear a knock on the door. "It's me, Alex" a voice says.
I open it and say "Thank you for coming,"
She nods and says "What can I do to help you?"
"Well, when Nikita was taken, she had a bracelet on. I had implanted a tracker on the bracelet. I got a signal from an abandoned warehouse, so I was waiting for you to come so we could leave." I explain to her. She nods, so I hand her a kevlar vest. "Suit up," I tell her. She puts it on, and her leave. We sit in the car and I start driving.
Alex POV:
"Michael, are you okay?" I ask.
"Yes, why do you ask?" he says quickly, a little too quickly for my comfort.
"It's okay to be worried about her. We all know you care about her." I say.
"Listen, Nikita can handle herself. Let's just focus on getting her back." he says, closing the topic. I nod, knowing that he wasn't going to say anything else. We get to the warehouse a half hour later. We make our way inside, killing as least as possible.
"The signal is coming from this room" he says. I nod and he whisper "On my 3. 1….2….3" We kick the door down, and the room is empty, except for a chair. We enter, and see the bracelet on the chair, along with a note that reads: "Give up Michael. You won't ever see her again."