"Stay out here, cover all exits and don't shoot unless they are hostile." I told everyone as I advanced into the building alone. As I entered I was met by eerie silence and no sounds what so ever. Was it a decoy, a trap or trick? I thought to myself as I scanned my surroundings. I looked up high on the crates and cat walks along with the ground and behind. There was a bump from one of the crates and advanced cautiously, gun cocked and at the ready. I swung around the corner and pointed the muzzle into a familiar face.

"Thalia, Annabeth? What the hell are you doing here?!" I whisper-yelled at them as they stared, stunned and scared at my gun pointed in their faces. I lowered the gun slightly and Thalia swallowed thickly, you could see her throat bob as she swallowed saliva, bile? and was breathing heavily.

"uhmm..." Thalia tried to form a coherent sentence and was about say something until Annabeth screamed at the top of her lungs,

"NICO." BANG. There was a gunshot from behind.

Fuck sake, I just deleted everything and can't get it back because I refreshed the page, this is going to be really crap now.

Nico

I stared wide eyed at Thalia as they both were crying, clutching their mouths. I turned to see a person standing there and looked at the blood seeping through his jacket as he collapsed to the floor. Behind him stood Percy with a smoking tipped Barrett 50 cal. looking around for any more people to shoot. He looked beaten up and bloody as he raised the gun so that it was point at the ceiling. He only seemed to notice the girls for the first time to,

"Shit." He muttered, "Shit. Shit. Shit. Urm, well I think the cats out of the bag now." He chuckled without humour. He sighed and then produced a walkie talkie, "Stand down, two agents and two civilians heading out of the door. Need clean up team immediately." He guided them out of the door as the FBI came in scanning the surroundings for evidence.

"I think I'm going to be sick." Annabeth mumbled as she looked at the ceiling and started taking deep breaths. Percy put his hand on her shoulder but she just shrugged it off. He looked hurt on the matter but walked briskly out of the door with us in tow. We stopped outside where my bike was and moved it into the car park, a couple blocks away, medics coming over to check on us all but we waved them off, Percy in particular as he was limping. We stopped the bike next to a ford focus ST and Thalia unlocked it, Annabeth sitting in the back of the passenger seat, with Thalia in front in the driver. They looked at us expectantly and we both sighed and took a seat on my bike, Percy electing to lean on the bikes handles.

"So I guess we start from when we were born?" I questioned, aiming it at Percy. He nodded his head and looked at Annabeth who averted her gaze from him to the floor. Another flash of hurt crossed his features and then they hardened like every time he shuts out emotion. I sighed and looked back at the girls, "It started when we were born. We weren't born as normal people, we were born to be raised as agents. We are a part of a secret organisation who which shall not be named, but under these circumstances we will call it The Agency. So when we were born, we were used as test subjects for a new type of agents who can regenerate slight wounds and aren't meant to feel any emotions. For instance, remorse, compassion. Love. These things were brainwashed out of us so we could be a new breed of soldiers." Percy spoke up for the first time, to elaborate on what I just said.

"We aren't meant to feel pain but we can, little doses of it, so we were like the first two to be tested on, we are like the first prototype for a computer, you test it out, note the bugs and improve it on the next batch. This was why we tried to distance ourselves from you both, we can't afford to get you involved with what we do." Percy explained. I looked at their faces to see that they were morphed into those of disgust.

"That's awful!" Annabeth exclaimed. They both took sympathetic looks at us, the first time they met our faces.

"What we are here for is that there are people at Goode who work for Kronos, the most feared drug lord in the whole of the US. The plan is to get in on the act with them and climb in the ranks to defeat Kronos once and for all." Their eyes widened as Percy told them this. "The people we are tracking are-" There was an explosion that came from behind, from the warehouse. "Shit." Percy mumbled, "Get to this address and stay there until we come find you, we're going to have to take you guys into protection, you know too much."

Percy

I watched as the woman I love drive off down the road towards the safehouse as we set up a perimeter of what was left of the forces gathered. Yes that's right. I said it, well thought it, and she probably doesn't even like me back due to having lied to her for a good month about my life on the side, then again I don't think it's going to go down well with her and Luke when she finds out who he is. And by the distant look on Nico's face I'm going to say he feels the same way. We were both brought out of our thoughts by a thunderous noise, a charge of Cavalcades, heading straight towards us. I counted at least six and we all open fired on the vehicles. The first one ploughed through the field of cars blocking the road as they rampaged towards us. Nico and I opened up most of our magazines on the windows of the driver and managed to take out the first three before running out of mags. We took out the back up weapons under Nico's seat as they continued their assault. We grabbed two military grade MP5K stashed on the side and under the seat and loaded the weapons. We began to fire upon the next two cars, the wheels, lights, driver side windscreen and dealt with the last one. The car charged past the rest of the blockade and toward the safe house. My eyes widened in shock as Nico and I looked at each other before breaking out into a run towards his bike and a car that will keep up for me.