Hi everyone! I want to apologize sincerely for my long period of absence from updating this fanfiction story! My laptop wasn't working a few weeks back, so my parents took it to the Apple store and it's been in residence there for the past week and a half. I finally got it back the other day, but it took a while for me to update this because I still had all of my other fanfiction stories to update!
Anyways, I hope you all don't hate me too much, because this chapter is going to be epic! This will be the chapter that pretty much sets up the entire rest of the story. If you've read the summary, then you have an idea of what is going to be mentioned in this chapter.
Anyways, without further ado...Enjoy! :D
Cammie's P.O.V.
My body willed me to continue to run, to flee from the disaster I had created. I was completely aware that they would all come after me, specifically Bex, Macey, and Liz. Normally, yes, I would appreciate the gesture of theirs, but now...I just wanted to disappear. I wanted to be invisible, unknown by mostly everyone. Before my issues with the Circle arose, I was simply Cameron Morgan, the Chameleon. I could disappear for days and nobody would worry about me because it wasn't like I was dead or anything. But now...Now, everybody fears the worst and won't let me out of their sight. And I don't know how much more I could take of it.
"Cammie! Please stop!" Liz screeched, and by the echo of her voice I could tell they were gaining on me. I glanced to my left and realized I was just passing the grand kitchen, realizing that my healing injury was slowing me down greatly. I continued to push my body even farther, although I was not sure how much more I could physically take. Skidding on my heels to an abrupt stop, I quickly dove around a sharp right corner, entering a new hallway that lead to the main entrance of the school. Once Gillian's crest came into my view, I used all of the adrenaline that remained pulsing in me and made it there within seconds, pushing open the entrance to the secret tunnel. My head softly caressed the top of the narrow tunnel and I winced slightly in pain, but rejoiced quickly and spun around to shut the entrance to the tunnel. I collapsed against the doorway, pulling my knees into my chest and cradling myself back and forth as I caught my breath like a pathetic little child. I was so weak...I could barely recognize myself anymore.
"Liz, what do we do? There's like fifteen tunnels alone located around the main entrance." Macey cried out, her desperate question audible enough for me to hear. I feared they would find me, but was aware that they could hear me through the tunnel if I moved on. Instead, I pulled my famous act as the Chameleon. I squeezed into a small crevasse on the side of the tunnel, shielding my eyes from the sprinkling dirt and remained absolutely quiet.
"Please, Macey. I think everybody knows which tunnel Cammie fled to. Now stay quiet." Liz hissed, yet even her attempt to whisper was loud enough to echo through the tunnel walls. Shit, they were going to find me.
I could hear their muffled footsteps approaching me, and soon enough, the entrance to the tunnel opened and Bex dove in, grabbing my shoulders and throwing me out of my little hiding corner. She carelessly dragged me out of the tunnel, throwing me up against the wall, her teeth barred, seething with anger.
"WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!" Bex hissed, her fist balled so tightly I thought she would approach to punch me. There was no problem with that, of course, because I could just dodge her, but I could tell how angry she was with me.
"Bex, calm down." Liz softly whispered, but Bex completely ignored her, gesturing her right hand off in Liz's direction and waving her off, causing Liz to stare down at her feet in embarrassment. Macey stood directly behind Bex, her stance ready to catch Bex in case she would try to attack me.
"I think what Bex is trying to say is that we're trying to help you, not hurt you. Cammie, I know you think that you're the one that's putting us all in danger, and I hate to break this to you, but they want us all dead. Not just you. We all know too much, we're all a threat to them. So you need to clear that out of your head. Secondly, if you think you're going to take down the Circle again, all on your own, you've completely lost it. You're not running away without us." Macey smirked, and slowly reached out her hand towards me. I shook my head, stifling off a chuckle and grabbed Macey's hand, pulling myself up. Bex's tensed muscles slowly relaxed themselves, and Liz who was cowering in a corner, afraid that Bex would pounce on her, was beginning to make her way towards us.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what has gotten into me. I just can't stand to see anymore people hurt by the Circle...Or worse, dead." I stuttered, straightening my back and leaning back a little until I heard it crack. I ran my hand over the top of my hair, feeling many loose strands of hair sticking out, that must have come undone from hitting my head on the top of the tunnel. I slid my fingers through my ponytail holder and untwisted it, quickly redoing the high ponytail I constructed earlier in the morning.
"We understand. I think after that incident, nobody has been the same. It's changed us all greatly, and we all need to accept that." Liz smiled, attempting to pull us into a group hug, but when she realized we all declined that offer, she shied down in pity. We're not really the hugging kind of girls and Liz knew that, I guess she just was trying to make things seem better than they actually were.
"Wait, Cammie...What exactly was your plan?" Bex asked.
"I was coming up with it as I went along. Steal supplies from the bunker in the woods, grab a fake passport, transform myself into someone else, and find the Circle of Cavan. Do whatever was necessary to stop them." I shrugged, realizing now that this was a terribly thought out plan for someone like me...A spy, that is.
"That plan is set up for utter failure, no offense. What you really need to do is-" Liz was cut off by a hush, masculine voice, that we all recognized but didn't intervene with.
"Elizabeth, now you decide to mention it. Yes, disguise yourselves and infiltrate yourselves into the Circle of Cavan, and take them down internally. I've read your plans. Let me ask you this though, how did you think you were getting away with it?" Mr. Solomon asked. After he made his statement, a chorus of gasps erupted from Macey, Bex, and I. Was this really what Liz was planning for all this time? And if so, why had she not mentioned it to us? And how exactly did Mr. Solomon find those plans before us?! I lifted my heels up and shimmied my body over to face Liz, who stood absolutely frozen, her cheeks flush in embarrassment. She simply shrugged and giggled.
"Surprise?" Liz whimpered.
"Liz, this is huge! That idea is brilliant and if executed and planned correctly could work. But how come you didn't tell us?" Bex asked, drumming her fingers against her hips. I noticed she was now anxious, as she usually did that, or tapped her right foot to the beat of "Crazy Train", when she was anxious.
"I thought you guys would reject it completely. I mean-it's completely out there. If it fails, which there's a huge probability of it, I even calculated it...We'd be dead." Liz gaped, craning her neck over her shoulder, peering at Mr. Solomon who simply stood by the grand stairway, his arms folded tightly over his chest. He had a suspicious smirk on his face that told me that he actually thought this plan could work.
"How long have you exactly been planning this?" Macey asked.
"Since Cammie ran away, the first time." Mr. Solomon responded for Liz. Liz nodded in agreement and spun around to face Mr. Solomon.
"How'd you know to look there?" Liz asked. Macey, Bex, and I all stood in our places, completely dumbfounded, which wasn't a good feeling. We're all so used to knowing pretty much everything, as we are spies. But with Liz, it's different. She's so good at hiding things that if she hides something, she obviously does not want it found. Which leads me to question how Mr. Solomon found it in the first place.
"Please, Ms. Sutton. Nobody spends that much time hacking and investigating the CIA's network just for fun. It was obvious you needed it to hide something there." Mr. Solomon chuckled, a slight glint of pain evident in his eyes. It was obvious he too, was still suffering from the inflicting pain of his injuries from the incident. Not even Mr. Solomon was strong enough to conceal it. He abruptly cut himself off and regained his composure, and soon after was slowly making his way towards us four.
"Not bad...I thought nobody would have figured it out." Liz responded after a moment of silence.
"So, what happens now?" Bex asked, raising an eyebrow towards all of us, awaiting a response. It was quiet obvious, however, that Bex was simply asking this rhetorically. We all knew she thought this plan was completely bad-ass and wanted to follow through with it. Heck, we all did. It was just simply up to Mr. Solomon to give us the all-clear.
"We all go undercover." Mr. Solomon smirked.
Everybody has to pause now for a dramatic gasp! Undercover, again? Hence the sequel's name c;
What do you think of Liz's plan? Brilliant? Crazy? Will they follow through with it? Will it work out? What will happen?!
So many questions, which will all be answered in the future, although you must wait for that. I don't even know what I want to happen yet, honestly!
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Well, until next time..Ta ta for now!