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Fiske POV

I moaned as I opened my eyelids. There was little light in the small space I was captured in, and I struggled to get into an upright position. My lips were covered by something unpleasant─ duct tape. Large, high quality ropes were tied around both my feet and wrists, and an uncomforting feeling spread throughout my body.

I was lying on the floor, as if someone had thrown me here like trash. The floor was cold and hard, not somewhere an old man like me should be. I shivered. I touched my face with my left shoulder and felt a big bruise on my left cheek. I groaned in agony.

My neck twisted to my right and I saw a door with little light coming from it. I squinted to see through it and found two shoes blocking my way.

Realizing the door may directly open at my face, I quickly wiggled backwards quietly as fast as I could. I hit a solid, cold wall and froze firmly. My mind was filled with negative possibilities of the future. This would be extremely bad for the Madrigals and the possibility of being completely exposed. Only one headquarter was discovered, but it wasn't the highest ranked Madrigal building. Allowing the other branches to find us may uneven the balance once again, and give another advantage to the Vespers.

There was a female voice speaking in a serious tone. "Is it really him? How did you manage? By the plan or did you do something against my orders again?" The voice was very familiar to my ears; it was sharp and my heart ached at hearing the voice.

A pause was circulating the air. Tension was present.

"I…went a-against it," a small voice quivered. It took no time to become aware that both speakers are both female.

"Do you remember our last conversation? Where I specifically said we act towards the plan? And yet you failed to obey so? I thought you know what I am capable of," said the familiar voice.

"Yes, and I beg you Director, please to not punish me the way you have done last time."

Another pause came. "I cannot take any more chances…it is far too risky with you around. Yet I have no intention of killing you, though it is quite tempting."

Suddenly, the door slammed to the wall. The room was brighter, and a woman in a black suit stepped in. Another woman stood outside the room. They both wore masks over their faces.

The woman in black walked closer towards me. I shut my eyes as pretended I was asleep. A sudden hard foot touched my face.

"Wake, Fiske." As if a bolt of electricity shot through me, I finally realized whom the voice belonged to. "Recognize me?"

I slowly turned my head and opened my eyes. The mask was removed and there I saw a woman that I thought I'd never see again. Her pale, ivory skin face was glaring at me with hatred.

It has been years, decades even. The memory of the fire in Syria flicked inside my mind. It was painful, being forced to leave the two most important people to me, my family.

"Sophia?" I said, in a hoarse voice. Then my eyes shut tight. I was knocked out cold.

Natalie POV

"Mum, I have found Amy Cahill."

There was a short pause. My heart was pounding rapidly.

"Continue." I blinked.

"She is attending the boarding school, you know, where father sent us? And…" I swallowed hard. Was it right to tell her that Ian had already made a…rather close connection to Amy? I don't want anything bad happening to Ian, but it felt necessary for Mum to know…

"And what? What is the purpose of this message?" Mum snapped.

I cringed. "Ian had asked her to be in…a relationship. And it was just today, a couple hours ago. I was thinking…perhaps we would be able to retrieve the serum this way…with Ian getting close with Amy," I explained. I spoke as if Ian was part of the plan, like he wasn't really with Amy, just acting.

Seconds passed. My heart was beating intensely. Why was she not replying? Had I said something wrong?

"Mum?" I whispered, nervously. Maybe she wanted more information. "And also, today is only her first day at the school. She is incognito with a disguised name, Ava. I'm not quite sure about the last name, but I think it is Trent."

"…Trent?" she asked. "How pathetic. That boy, Ian, has already made connections? How strong is it?"

"This is just the beginning, but I am getting the feeling that it will be quite, actually very strong."

"Ah. Maybe, by any chance, you fools will be worth something to be proud of." I relaxed, a bit. "Have you confirmed that this girl, Ava Trent, is really the Cahill girl? Grace Cahill's granddaughter?"

Before I spoke, I thought about how I confronted Amy during the afternoon. Maybe I shouldn't have done that. My hand, to my disgust, was sweating as I lightly held my phone.

"Do not keep me waiting," she said. Her cold voice sent shivers down my spine.

"I…yes," I whispered.

"And I will ask, how?" My eyes widened. I had allowed Amy to be acknowledged that I am aware of her real identity. What if Mum didn't want that? I sighed, knowing I was about to disappoint her.

"I confronted her…today, at lunch." There was another pause. "I took out an injector, and…and I chased her until I lost her. But I know she is the Cahill." I bit my lip, unable to predict what she would say next.

"Have you seen the girl's brother yet?"

"Not at all…this is, now that I think of it, strange. They are always together."

A minute past, but it felt more like a decade. From the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow moving quickly. It was coming closer by the second. "Mum, this conversation will soon no longer be private. What do you want me to do?"

"Do not attack; be friendly. We must have her comfortable in order to find why she is here, but in the meantime, stay close to her. Do not fool around and go shopping." Her voice was cold, like ice shards were attacking me as each word was said. "Watch her every action. If you receive any information, contact me. I will be arriving in a while. Do not mention me at all when speaking to the Cahill. Just be…friends."

I heard a faint click. It thundered.

I turned my head to the shadow. The figure was still very far away, far enough to be unable to overhear my conversation with Mum with any device.

I trotted to a statue and stood behind it. I peered behind it. It was Sophie Watson, my friend, but also the Janus who had been spying on me.

My phone vibrated in my hand. I glanced at the caller I.D., it was blank.

"Hello?"

"Do not disappoint me." Click. I threw my phone into my bag and clenched my fists in fear.

I managed to smile weakly. Mum will be proud of me. The storm lightened, and the rain softly fell onto the ground.

I heard footsteps coming in my direction. "Natalie?"

I walked from the statue to see Sophia drenched from the rain. Her hair was flattened and her horrible looking dress was soaking. The boots she wore were covered with dirt.

"What are you doing here at this hour?" I asked in a surprised voice.

She stepped closer, next to me under the shelter of my umbrella.

"I was about to ask the same," she said as she shivered through the cold.

I inched away from her. "I was speaking to my brother minutes ago."

"Oh…"

"You haven't answered my question."

"I was just running an errand. I w-want to ask you something." She shivered. "Is your mother really out of jail?"

I blinked. "Pardon?"

"Have you heard me incorrectly?"

"No, it just seems odd talking about my mother. She is…in jail." I looked at her expression. "I thought we have discussed about what happened to my mother soon after I came back here."

"You are my friend, so don't do anything stupid that will get you hurt," she warned with her eyes bulging out. She ran across the campus in the rain without another word.

I blinked again. Goosebumps appeared on my arms. For some odd reason, I had a feeling something big was going to happen.

DID U GUYS WATCH HARRPY POTTER SEVEN PART TWO? I bet a lot of you guys did. :3 It was sad…and I cried when Snape died, especially when I was watching his memory. He deserved so much more right? D':

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