Shattered

Chapter 2: Pain

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I was walking down the hallway with a blank stare.

I truly felt like a badass
Corny I know...

Anyways

Walking down the hallways there wasn't much security which was odd. Most I.A.W.S buildings were littered with security.

I should know they practically raised me

Rolling my eyes at the thought I keep walking to my destination. Without blinking or even turning. I spray the guard with pepper spray.

Arriving in the file room I open a file cabinet. Crouching down I look there all the R's and finally find the Russo file

For years the I A.W.S. hid all of our records. We never got to know our real families. Unfortunately, we were stuck with the memories of the phony ones they paired us with.

Standing back up i check the time on my watch by now this place will be flooded with guards.

"SHES IN THERE DONT LET HER ESCAPE."

As if they could actually stop me

Sighing I stand up putting the file in my backpack filled with gadgets. Shooting the window I then jump out of window. Without missing a best I shoot my grappling gun onto a roof. My landing isn't as graceful as I would have liked but it's better than dying without knowing the truth

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"Are you fucking kidding me"

I exclaimed as I went through my file. I was in my underwear and my oversized fuck my life shirt. Laying down on my couch

All my life I wondered who I was where I came from? who was my family? and now that I knew  I just felt more pissed off than before because why did they give me up? why was I taken? why was I  forced into so much pain and suffering?

I knew of the Russo family they were the Italian mafia they were very powerful in the underground world.  Now that I think about it it's very interesting to see that their child has been missing for 17 years. I know their a mafia but most mafia families are huge on families

My heart and mind were at conflict my heart was telling me they wouldn't abandon me that they loved me. But my mind refused to trust anything without proof. Me and trust had a rocky relationship after being 'betrayed' by my fake parents. I simply refused to let anyone hurt me like that again.

Sitting up I groaned now that I knew part of the truth. It was only a matter of hours before the agency would send one of their blood thirsty assets after me. Which would definitely cause some chatter in the criminal underground.

I couldn't stay here any longer as much as I loved paris. I needed to get to my safehouse in Connecticut. Knowing the agency they probably are expecting me to lay low for a few days and then escape.

Getting up i went to the bedroom to pack. I couldn't be bothered to change into a decent outfit. Slipping on my lucky grey sweatpants. I almost fell on my ass like usual.

Luckily I didn't need to bring much. Grabbing the duffel bag hidden in the closet. I exited the apartment complex trying not to draw attention to myself. Finally spotting my car I practically sped walked.

Entering the driver seat I threw the duffel bag in the passenger seat. Putting my sunglasses on I started the car engine. While driving I noticed through the rear view 3 black cars tailing me.

"Shit" grumbling angrily I pressed the gas. Out of nowhere gunshots rang through the air piercing my eardrums. As I lost control of the car I slung the duffel bag over me and jumped out of the car.
Crashing on the concrete hardly my head began to throb. Pushing myself up I noticed a dark figure heading towards me.

"I got eyes on the the target for capture."

Getting up quickly I grabbed my gun from my waistband. Shooting repeatedly without question. The agent fell down quickly. Not wasting any time I ran the opposite direction as if my ass was on fire.

Running towards the docks I tried to ignore my frantic breathing. The deep pit in my stomach made me tense and anxious. Which definitely wasn't good considering I was in a life or death situation.

I just need to calm down

Out of nowhere a strong grip crushed my neck from behind. The should be dead agent simply applied a lot of pressure making it hard to breathe. With the last of my strength I kicked him where the sun doesn't shine. His groans were music to my ears. Suddenly everything became blurry. A low ringing filled my ears looking dow my shirt and pants were soaked in blood. Without realizing it my hands softly caressed my now sore throat. Looking back up I noticed he was gone.

Oh for fucks sake

The ringing got louder my vision got darker. The last thing I remember before the darkness swallowed me whole. Was the weight of the sea pulling me down?

A/N: So yeah that was chapter 2 let me know your thoughts. It's not my best work that's for sure. Chapter 3 hopefully will be better. Welp peace out ✌️🏾