Chapter 2: The Agency
Violet quietly slid open her window, glad for once that they lived on a single story house. She then hopped over the frame of the window and closed it back, her boots squishing under the slick grass. Wearing a black sweater and jeans along with combat boots, she had stuffed her backpack full of clothes, some hidden food from her room and what personal items she had. Her only plan was to get as far away from her family as fast as possible.
"Going somewhere?" a voice asked.
Violet jumped. How had her father found her so fast. Spinning around, she found herself facing a man wearing a coat and long hat, his eyes hidden behind a visor. "Who are you?" she asked, surprised that he was in her yard.
"Who I am does not matter, Violet. What I offer is far more important" he said calmly.
Violet slid smoothly into a defensive position. "What? Who are you? And what do you mean?" she asked.
"You are running away correct?" the man asked, ignoring her questions.
"Um...Yes?" she said, wondering what was going on.
"Where do you plan to go?"
"Wherever 'Far Away From Here' is" she deadpanned.
"Do you care where you go as long as you are far away?" he asked.
"What are you saying?" Violet asked. She knew there were guys that tried to recruit hookers and stuff off the street because they would do anything to get away from their crumby life.
"Would you like a job?" he asked, his emotionless mask becoming a slight grin.
"I'm no hooker" she stated coldly.
"Of course not" he said calmly. "But you are a super" he added, causing Violet to do a double take. How did he... "I represent a organization founded for Supers. However those that join our ranks must leave their past behind. Their past lives are left behind, you name and identity will be erased, you must never tell anyone about us as well, obviously" he stated. "You will be deployed far off. Into other countries, protecting your own country from terrorist threats and preventing war from rising up ever again" he added.
Violet considered this. She had never thought of where to go. And this guy had said her records would be eliminated. If she went on her own, the NSA would track her down within a day. Ten hours max after they realized she had run off. "You said my records would be erased. What about the NSA?" she asked. He knew she was a super, so maybe he knew about the NSA too. No harm in asking anyways.
"My organization is above theirs. Your parents will never find you, if that is what you are hinting at" he said. As if seeing her next question, he spoke again. "You will be paid. A substantial fifteen thousand a month" he said, causing the purple haired teen to freeze, that was a lot of money..." you must pass training first" he added.
Violet thought this over. Money, her parents would never get to kill her for running away. And there was the benefit of being a super again and going to other countries... "Sure" she said. "You got a deal" she then stuck out her hand.
The man nodded and shook her hand. It was a cold, almost as if his hand wasn't real. The next thing she knew, there was a cocking sound, then a whooshing sound and the world became a dark, dark place as her body hit the ground.
