a/n-sorry it took so long to update, I've been really busy. Hope you enjoy xx

C pov

"So, tell us how you took the COC down, I mean, no-one ever succeeded and most died trying." Like Matt, I thought as I took a deep breath and started my explanation from the very beginning.

~~~flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Age 9

I was in the stables, on they hay stack, singing a Billy Elliot song (Electricity) and French braiding my hair when a woman and 2 men burst through the doors, guns pointed at me. A beefy hand covered my mouth with a rag as i gasped in surprise. My vision blurred and colours leaked together as i breathed in the sickly sweet smell. I was swaying as i fought to stay conscious, it didn't last long, though, as everything faded into darkness.

I woke up tied to a metal chair in a white tiled room. The floor sloped towards a drain in the corner of the room for a reason unknown to me. It soon became clear as a woman with red hair and emerald eyes walked into the room with a malicious grin and a knife in her hand. Painfully slow, she made her way over to me and pushed the knife into my side. I bit my lip, drawing blood as i held in a scream. She drew swirls and flowers into my skin as she smirked at me. I was never the same.

~~~time Skip~~~

Age 13

Once again i was caught and tortured, only once i returned to my cell, a boy was in there. He was around my age and had purple and yellow bruises all over his face and torso. Now i know that i was a spy in training and had just been tortured without training, but as i stumbled in, i couldn't help but let a small scream escape. Emerald eyes matching Hers snapped up, causing me to cower in the corner. "It's okay, I wont hurt you." He said, holding his hands up in surrender. He scooted over to me and ripped a few strips of his shirt off that was wrapped around his blood covered knuckles. As he tied them around my stab wounds, we played 20 questions to take my mind off the pain.

"Favourite colour?" I asked.

He stared into my eyes before saying "Blue. Favourite food?"

"Salmon. Most embarrassing moment?"

He blushed the slightest bit and said "Having to dress as a girls and flirt with the guys in town for a dare. Most memorable moment?"

"My first time being tortured." I stated darkly in a monotone. "Would you rather have to dress as a girl for the rest of your life or not make any contact whatsoever with females?"

Questions like that continued for the next 2 hours as we went past the 20 question limit.

After weeks of torture, we both escaped with a new found friendship and romance.

~~~~Time skip~~~~

Age 16

We had both been tortured numerous times in the past years and became an item not long after i turned 14. Zach helped me remember the list of COC leader names and i helped him track down Catherine. Zack shot her in the head claiming she lost her mind and was completely crazy, psycho bitch whilst i shot her in the heart calling her a heartless monster half a second before. We took down the leaders, picking them off one by one, rescued the prisoners that were still alive. Matt not included and then blew the bases up and set the chips that were implanted into their brains off so they released an acid, killing them.

~~~~Age 17~~~

Zach and i got married soon after we moved to England and i became pregnant soon after. I had 2 little girls. We owned several homes over the UK, mostly huge houses in the country side with sides that were pure glass so you could look at the amazing landscapes, especially up north. We obviously then went on to have 3 more kids.

~~~~flashback over~~~

"wow" breathed the girls in unison while the boys looked at Zach and frowned. "Why didn't you tell us you helped, or even met a girl. We could have saved ourselves so much time getting these girls." I couldn't help it, I burst out laughing, along with everyone else. Bea was clapping her hands and babbling in Zach's arms as she felt his chest vibrate with his laughs. Aaaaah, what would i do without these maniacs