Kidori: Hello there, my name is Kidori Fox. This is my first story published on fiction press, advice and nice comments are welcomed mean things are not.
Disclaimer: I don't own the FBI and since I don't know much about it some of the things I say about the FBI may not be true.
'Thoughts'
"Talking"
Chapter 1: My past, my present, my ending
'My name is Dana Nicole Johnson, I'm only 14 but a lot has happened in the past years.' A girl leans against a brick wall of an abandoned office building. She was wearing a black skirt, a long sleeved violet shirt whose sleeves were a little to long and hang down past her hands, and a black overcoat. She had long dark brown flowing hair and two long strands of hair hung down like antenna over her forehead, the ends dyed purple. Despite her dark appearance she was a pretty girl with good manners and a slight sense of humor. She put a hand up to the silver cross strung around her neck "Mother" she whispered.
'I was only 11 when I found out, one night I was looking through her room to find a necklace when I found a box labeled FBI. After looking through a couple of files I found out my mother was working for them and on some sort of undercover assignment "That explains the late nights". Apparently she and her unit had received an assignment to take down a dangerous terrorist. There wasn't much on his profile about him, only the acts he had committed and his name, Darius, specialty: killing and torture.
I was frightened, my mother was in danger and apparently she was supposed to infiltrate Darius's base tonight,
adidas sportanzüge, I needed to stop her. I searched through the box hoping to find a weapon and pulled out a gun, I stared at it; I didn't even know how to use one of these. It didn't matter I had to do something. Using the information I had gotten from the files I located the base. I was somewhere in a abandoned part of town there were a few shops with their windows boarded up but I was looking for a place called 'The Nightrealm' I didn't like that name at all. Looking around I spotted a sign with the words he-ni-realm wrote on it. I supposed it was the place. I remember it being an underground cafe,
Ray Ban 8039 Sunglasses, "This is must be it" I said as I climbed down the steps. I stopped and looked back at the setting sun wondering whether I would ever see it again, I turned back around and stared at the door. After I opened this door there would be no turning back."...To hell with it" And I opened the door.'
Sighing I pushed off the wall and continued walking as clouds as well as painful memories formed.
'I opened the door carefully so as to not make any noise; the sun's rays shined the cracks of the boarded windows which gave me a little light to see by. It was quiet at first but as I made my way across the room I heard talking behind what used to the employee's room. The first voice was a guy's and the other was who I recognized as my mom's. So what do you expect me to do? Give up and die?" My mother yelled. Then I heard laughter from the guy. "No not just yet you're just the person I need to take over the FBI". "What?" she cried "The other's are useless, you hold the information I need" He said "And you expect me to just tell you?" Once again he laughed "You read my profile didn't you? You know what my specialties are" I gasped the file with his specialties. Killing...and...torture.
"NOOO!" I tore through the door without thinking, gun in hand. What I saw disgusted me beyond no end. There were four bodies lying on the ground, they had all been gunned down by a-. That's when I realized these men were killed not by a man but by a kid. He looked like he was still in eighth grade! The gun trembled in my hands. "Well now, who is this?" This boy had evil in his voice and a lustful look in his eyes; his hair was messy and dyed an almost silver color. He wore green pants, a white shirt, and a red cap. I was terrified now. "Dana what are you doing here! Get out of here now!" I looked at my mother, she was tied to a chair, and her eyes were stern but afraid.
"Dana, that's a pretty name" He said drawing closer that lustful look still in his eyes. "Stay back!" I pointed the gun at his face. "Oh please" He grabbed my wrist and twisted my arm around to my back. I cried out in pain, then he pressed himself against me, I blushed. I was terrified but I was blushing. "Believe it or not I don't want to have to kill you" He whispered into my ear. I whimpered, he smirked." Get-your-filthy-hands of my daughter you sick bastard!" My mother said trying to break free of the ropes. "Oh you're in no position to do anything Mrs. Johnson" He grinned. I winced as he pulled back my arm a little farther "Please, please let me go!" I said "Hmm?" His attention now back on me "Sorry kitten but I just can't do that" He wrapped his fingers around my hair "Besides, I think I'm starting to like you" I screamed in panic, using the gun in my free hand, I smacked him hard across the face causing him to let go of me. Thinking fast I picked up the dagger he dropped and used it to cut the ropes binding my mother to the chair.
"Thanks sweetie, now run before he gets up,
la martina!" I gave her the gun "But what about you?" I said "I'll be fine I'm the 1# agent of the FBI you know" She said giving me a wink "Mom" I said starting to cry "I love you, now go" She said pushing me towards the door "Aww, how sweet" That boy got up from the floor there was a cut under his right eye "but I'm afraid-" He lunged at me "No one's going anywhere!" My mother thrust her foot at his face causing him to jump back "I don't think so" That was the last thing I heard as I ran out of the room and out of the cafe'. I cried as I ran down the road.
"Mother!"
I looked up at the dark clouds above and felt rain hit my face.
"I wonder...if she's watching me right now?"
Thunder clapped, a car honked, and a dove sang a song I couldn't understand
"Mother"
Kidori: There is the first chapter, I had to type this much cause it's gonna be a loong story, I hope to have the next chapter up soon -
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