HEY! This is gonna be a really small chapter! Sorry, anyways I wrote this in a really limited amount of time bcuz i won't be around today much! so I had to update from my phone! anyways, i don't own anything! Imma be updating every other day! remember that! every other day! and maybe if I have time i'll do it 3 chapters in a row! depends on my school work!
Zach
"How?" I smashed my fist into the wall, leaving a noticeable hole, "Sorry"
"None of us could have helps Zach. Calm down." Grant warned as he gestured, towards bex, who was currently squeezing the life out of a stress ball. (A/N: Who else has one? I do.)
"No!" I shook my head, "It was my fault, I should have been watching her. Instead I decided to be the hero and fight. I should have been there for her. I practically gave her other to them."
"You need to shut up," Grant growled, "it was no one's fault. They ambushed us, they won. But it wasn't anyone's fault. They might have won the battle, but we won't let them when the war." His eyes told me to shut up before he would start crying or something.
I nodded, but I didn't believe anything. I could have stayed by Cammie's side the entire time, and not let my mother anywhere near her.
Why did I have to come from the crazy woman? Why is she so evil, so venomous, so aggressive?
"How could we be played like that?" Bex asked, as she chucked the stress ball out the window.
"I don't know..." Ms. Morgan muttered, staring at Cammie's bed wit vacant eyes.
After she left with Cammie, her little minions released the rest of us. We searched for hours until the midnight hit, we had to go back to Gallagher. There, we were interrogated my Ms. Morgan and Abby.
"We need to find her." Grant muttered, as he looked down onto Cammie's bed and stood next to Ms. Morgan.
"Well, duh." Macy snapped, "We aren't just going to leave her."
"Liz?" Liz looked up from her laptop, which she was studying intently. "What are you looking at?" Bex asked, her voice strained. She sounded as if she was about to explode.
"I was hacking Ms. Goode's computer." She said as she typed in a long line of letters and numbers.
Bex and Macey hurried over to sit on both sides of Liz, while Grant and I jogged behind the girls along with Ms. Morgan.
"What have you so far?" Bex asked as she eyed the screen.
"Just a sec." Liz murmured, as she typed something into a bar, the whole screen went dark.
Then, it was like the screen was typing on its own as it read:
Nice Try.
The letters were big and mocking.
"Darn it." Liz screeched, as she pounded her hands on the laptop. Her laptop began glowing as it began giving off a green smoke. Then, out of no where, the laptop exploded, soundlessly in Liz's lap, "My laptop!" She shouted, her eyes started to water.
"Don't worry, we can get you a new one. But we need to find Cammie?" Bex comforted as she patted Liz's back before getting up, "What do you think she's doing...Cammie?" She asked, her eyes traveling between me and Grant.
"I don't know. I wish I knew, but at the same time I don't." Macey admitted, and I couldn't help by agree. We soon got Liz another laptop and she began doing her magic once again.
Liz went through at least ten laptops before she actually started getting far into the system until, "DAMN!" She shouted, we all looked at her with wide eyes. Liz was never, and I mean NEVER one to curse.
"What?" We all asked, Ms. Morgan's eyes were welled with tears.
"The screen went black again." We walked up to her and watched the screen, waiting for the message. Except, a room with a small bed showed up. In that small bed laid a small girl, laying on her side with multiple cords connecting to her head.
"A screen was showing in the background, showing pictures from Cammie's past. It shows me trailing her at the mall last year. (A/N: They're Juniors here, OSOT didn't happen yet!) Then when Cammie was being kidnapped by those agents with the black van. Many other visions showed, but the final one was of her jumping off the cliff.
"What is this?" Macey whispered. She was confused, as was the rest of us.
The little girl shifted as she muttered something under her breathe, but even as a spy...I could hear her. "Cammie!" Bex shouted, as if Cammie could hear us.
"Cammie!" Macey shouted with her.
I was about to tell them to calm down the girl shifted again, "Bexy." Her name raised hope in everyone.
Ms. Morgan turned to us, "Bexy?" She asked, her eyes lit, just ever so slightly.
We couldn't help but chuckle at the name Cammie had given Bex.
I got an idea, "Cammie can you hear me?"
"Zach?" Her girlish voice was so adorable, I couldn't keep the smile off of my face.
"I want you to take off all those cords and-"
"I don't think so." An evil voice countered, a tall woman with dark red hair. Her green eyes were disturbingly familiar...sadly.
"Mom, just let her go!" I yelled at her, hoping that using the word "Mom" well help.
"Hmmm." She thought before a smirk, also familiar, spread across her face, "I'm good."
"What are you doing to her?" Ms. Morgan yelled from between me and Grant.
"Oh, Rachel-" Her face dropped slightly, "how are you?"
"Just answer the question." Rachel growled, she eyes staring daggers at my mother.
"Just testing some experiments on her. Poor thing, she is probably so tired by now. She's had a long day of tests. Oh, also-" She turned back to me, slightly, "did you meet my little helper, Tanner?"
Tanner?
A teenage boy walked into the picture, his blond hair shaggy and raffled, his green eyes were lit bright.
"TANNER?" We yelled, he, like my mother, smirked at us through the laptop screen.
"Well, I hope you had fun with your little cousin, Zachary?" I glared at my mother and my-so called-cousin.
"But..." Grant stuttered for a moment, he seemed as confused as I felt.
"You're not four!" Macey glared, her icy daggers stabbed at Tanner.
Tanner smirked back at her, "Oh, it was a cover. You ever heard of them?" He asked as he raised his eyebrows.
"You better shut your mouth before someone shuts it for you-"
This was getting too far, "What do you want from Cammie?" I interrupted, my voice was strained.
"Oh, it's not Cammie I want. Well, it was; until we got what we wanted from her." She looked back at the little girl sleeping on her bed.
"Then why don't you just give her back to us, please." Liz begged.
"No, I want something else. Something I've wanted for years but I never seem to get."
"What is it? I'll give you anything, just don't hurt Cammie." I pleaded, and I don't plead often.
"You."
Sorry! This was kind'of a short chapter, but I wanted to make sure everyone new, I am going to start a schedule! REMEMBER EVERY OTHER DAY! Because then that way I am able to think of better ideas for each chapter and I am able to keep up with school, sports, band and everything! SO remember! Tell me wat u think of this schedule, Thanks! Also give me ideas as to what u think i shood do! but i have a really good idea! just suggestions would be awesome!
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