I slowly felt a huge pounding around the walls of my consciousness. I gasped and sat up, a little too quickly because I scrunched my face and held my head in my hands from the expanding I felt. I groaned as I fell back down, onto a pillow?
I blinked. What the hell? What had happened? I racked my memory in an attempt to remember anything. Then, it hit me. I was visiting Anna...and then...well I didn't remember squat past that. I blinked in confusion and sat up, slower this time. I looked around. I wasn't in my quarters, but I was in someone's quarters. What had happened that I couldn't recall?
I snapped my head in the direction of the door as it loudly opened. It was Duke. "Oh!" He stopped probably shocked that I was awake. "Ugg what happened?" I attempted to ignore the pounding sensation in my head. Duke paused as if he were contemplating something. "You don't remember?" I gave him a funny look. "No genius, because I would ask you if I remembered." I rolled my eyes sarcastically. He glared at me. "You, um," he shifted his weight uncomfortably and stared intently fixated on the floor. "...had an anxiety attack. You went into a coma." I blinked a whata? That made no sense! I was devastated, not anxious. This wasn't adding up. Something was off. Duke was keeping something. I could feel it. "How long?" I asked skeptical. I decided that if I wanted to see why he was lieing, I needed to pretend I bought it. For now, at least. "3 months." He paused. I looked towards the door in an attempt to compose myself. Did he think I was stupid? Really, my own brother should know me better than that. The question that kept plagueing the edges of my mind as we continued to talk was, what had happened, and why did they not want me to know?
Darkness...
Cold...
Hard...
That was all Rex had known since they had locked him up in this god forsaken jail. He scoffed at the thought. It's not as if it had mattered. The truth was, Rex had died a long time ago. He died the moment he returned back to the U.S.A. to find her, the only person he had truly cared for with all his soul, gone, a part of him died with her. His thoughts began to drift onto a subject he would rather have had burned with him in the fire.
4 years ago...
A cloaked man stood in the shadows. He watched the group of people, come and go from the gloomy facility in the middle of Washington Park. Rex had never particularly cared for the CIA or the sort of dealings they had in the government, but Ariel had loved it. So much that she had devoted her entire life to the organization. He was careful to make sure every registered person had left before he even dared attempt to break inside. After all, it was a bit of a suicide attempt to break into a secret organization to find a folder with ones future wife's files. It was utterly stupid. Yet it was his only choice. He had tried every other alternative, but it was as if, she had disappeared without a trace. He knew this was not the truth, but the work of the agency. They had most likely found her in danger due to the South Africa incidence and transferred her to a different part of the country. And if the CIA wanted an operative to disappear, they made damn sure they had no loose ends, whatsoever. He in took a breath and surveyed his surroundings for what must have been the millionth time to make sure he was alone. After all, one can't be too cautious with this sort of thing. He decided now was as good a time as any and quickly made the least obvious path towards the back entrance. Once he had reached the door, he quickly checked to make sure he had not been spotted. So far so good. Now came the difficult part, entering. It took a total of 5 minutes to shut the alarm off without showing the security warning to the guards in duty and another 7 to by pass the cameras. But he had made his way into the building. The difficult task was over, or so he thought. It took an entire hour to search through the database and find the file. It turns out, they want to be especially positive their codes are coded in order for complete security surveillance. He had located it. He pulled the file out, searching for the answer to her location. His heart stopped. He had to hold onto something to stop from fainting right then and there. He gripped the edges of the chair in utter despair. On the file read: Ariel Marie Clark-TERMINATED 06/22/2004 Location: Park View Mortuary
After what felt like hours he read the detailed report.
Ariel Marie Clark, was terminated on the grounds of double agency under the pretense of working with the soviet union in a nuclear power plant mass production. Was shot and killed in self defense by Marcus Lee Smith when shot in the shoulder and chest. Marcus reports "In the midst of the arrest of Albern Cheknovisky for the production and ownership of unregistered nuclear weapons, my partner, Ariel Clark, abruptly turned and shot me once in the chest and shoulder. Assuming I was injured beyond defense, she then preceded to flee with Cheknovisky at which point I aimed to shoot at, but Clark stepped into the aiming range as I fired. She was shot in the temple and killed instantaneously. I regret that she lost her life in such a manner and cannot bring myself to forgive me it her. I only hope she shall rest in peace."
He could not continue to read the rest. It didn't matter. It didn't matter how or why she did it. All that mattered, was that she was gone. He couldn't take it. It was too much pain. In that moment, Rex Lewis vowed, he would avenge her death. And he would rule the galaxy, he would move the stars. For her.
The door opened with a swish. He turned to look at the women in front of him. "She doesn't remember." The young lady crossed her arms. "And you came to tell me this why?" Her voice was dripping with sarcasm. The man rolled his eyes. "In case she comes by again. I don't want you to tell her." He gave her a stern look. "And you don't expect her to find out? Really, Duke. I mean given the assignment the general gave her. Now that he knows of their, er, relationship." She gave him a look to tell Duke he was stupid. "I don't want her to know who he is!" He glared. He closed his eyes and plopped on the cot opposite to her. "You didn't see her yesterday." He looked at her in agony. "It was as if he had barely died. It would break her to know who, no what he is now." He shook his head. "I won't do it to her." Anna moved next to him and hugged him. "She deserves to know. She needs to." She pulled away and looked into his eyes. He sighed. "She won't do it, if she knows. I know Ariel. She would rather die than use him. I wouldn't doubt it, if he would use her to get out." His expression twisted into one of horror. Anna thought for a moment. "You don't think he would tell her?" He shook his head. "If he had wanted to, he could've taken her too." He gestured towards Anna. She made a face in disgust. "That is true." She sighed in defeat. "I won't tell her." He hugged her. "But!" She quickly interjected. "I'm not going to lie if she comes straight out and asks." Anna warned. He gave her a huge smile. "Thank you Anna, Thank you!" Anna laughed as he hurried out of the room.
Ariel paced back and forth. She had gone through every inch of Dukes quarters 3 times in an attempt to see what it was they were hiding from her. She sighed in frustration. Whatever it was, they had made damn sure there were no loose ends. She stomped her foot. It was no use. She laid back onto the couch. It was no use to continue searching here. Her quarters were only two doors over but she had been under confinement for her "condition". She scoffed. "Confinement my ass, more like house arrest for god knows what." She mumbled to herself. She decided it was no use to try to sleep. She wasn't tried a bit. So she decided to take a shower while Duke was out for a meeting, or so he said. She made her way into the small bathroom and began to strip. She turned on the water to hot and closed her eyes. She loved the feeling of the water hitting her bare skin. It was so very comforting. It reminded her of the summer rain. She had always loved the rain. It was so soothing. She gasped as that same expanding feeling clouded her headed. She gripped her head in one hand and held onto the shower head with the other for support. All she could here was the loud rumbling of thunder. Her vision began to cloud and her memory went fuzzy. Then she felt a fading sensation.
Boom...
Darkness...
Light...
Cold...
Wet...
Was this a dream? I couldn't tell. Everything felt awry and fuzzy. As if it was slowly fading in and out of my subconscious. I gasped as a sudden vision flooded my eyes. But it was covered over a cloud of charcoal darkness. It was more of a feeling. It was a figure. A man. It went black again. Then a fog filled me. Pain. Suffering. I couldn't see a thing. I felt as if I was being covered in miles of fog. I blinked and tried to grip onto...what? What was u reaching for? No not me, my mind. I tried so desperately to latch onto whatever it was searching for, but it was no use. I didn't know where I was grabbing or what for that matter. Then everything felt as if it were fading once again. But this time it was my consciousness too.
I gasped as I finally realized I had been holding my breath. My eyes popped open and I the expanding feeling in my head began to subside. I reached out a shaky hand and turned off the water. I wrapped myself in a towel and began to dress. What's happening to me? I wondered. It was like a part of me was missing and every time I reached for it, I lost my way. I laid back down on the bed as everything began to flood my head. I shut my eyes and took some deep breaths. If I didn't calm down, I really was going to have an anxiety attack.
Ok, so I wrote this last night(happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day yall!) By the way, black rose I am so glad you like it and you are reviewing yay! Haha I'm glad that you couldn't tell she was his fiance! I was afraid it was too obvious at first:o :3 also sorry but its still not really clear what actually happened. Do not fret though, I do have a plan!...somewhere lol anyyyhhhooowww...I just wanted to let everyone know I don't know how often I shall be updating. I'm going to the Basque country(yay that's us basques peoples fancy way of saying south france lol)for the spring and summer. Evidently I shall be spending most of my time painting(my love)and hopefully when I return I will still remember how to speak English! Otherwise I shall start reverting to speaking French or funny grammar xD or I shall be saying the boot of the car and crumpets every two sentences as my English! No kidding, but anyhow I shall try to update very often!