When freedom strikes

VIII

(Victoria's pov)
Four days into training and my body is killing me, fighting definitely takes a toll on your body. It's not as fun as the movies make it seem. My chest rises and falls quickly as my breathing intensified. Carter's right hand attempts to enter my blind side as we practice but I easily dodge it and elbow him in the stomach. He drops to the floor with a grown and calls it quits. "Jeez Vic you're strong as fuck." He groans and I let out a small laugh. I help him to his feet and walk him over to the couch.

"Are you okay though?" He nods and falls onto the couch. He rubs his stomach with one hand while grumbling something about me being a stupid girl and something else I can't make out. "Excuse me?" He grins at me filling me with good energy. "I'm just kidding. Do you want to-" he's cut off by a loud knock at the door. We look at eachother before I get up and go open the door. Mr. Green is at my door with a frown on his face. His blue eye held so many emotions while the brown one was hard as steel. it felt like he was looking into my soul. "Meet me in my office in 30." He turns and briskly walks away.
"Who was that?" Carter reached for the remote as I plop down on the couch. "Mr. Green. He wants me in his office in 30." A smile takes over his face. "Maybe he's finally gonna bend you over his desk." I punch him in the arm, annoyed with his sexual jokes.

I knock on the door of Mr. Greens office and wait for him to open the door. "Come in!" He shouts and I pop the door open before slipping inside. His office is as big as two of my bedrooms put together. "Take a seat Victoria." He points at one of the chairs so I nervously take a seat. We sit in silence for about 15 minutes before he finally looks up at me, his face blank. "Are you aware of the situation we are dealing with right now?" I rack my brain trying to figure out if I've heard anything. "No sir." He sighs clearly frustrated at my lack of knowledge about the upcoming mission.
"Did you know your father Victoria?" I shake my head, why would he ask about my dad? I haven't heard from him once in my entire 18 years of living. "You're father is on our list for most dangerous criminals which is why it surpised me to find out his daughter all of a sudden works for us. Do you see where I'm going with this?" He pulls a Manila folder out of his desk and slides it across to me. I pick it up and open it, coming face to face with a very dirty looking man. His face is full of grease and the look in his eyes is devious. "His name is Jason Wilso, he is 37 years old. Your mom used to work for him as a prostitute." I scowl in disgust at the picture and politely hand it back to him. "Mr. Green what exactly is our mission?"

He says nothing as he stares at me, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of emotion. "We have to kill your father." His words shock me and I try and find my voice but it fails me. "He's a dangerous man, he has trafficking business' all over the US. I understand if you wouldn't like to be apart of this mission. I thought it'd be best to know what you're walking into.."

(Jason's pov)
"Sir we may have a problem on our hands." As I stare out the window of my newly bought penthouse my assistant comes running into the room. "What Nessa?" I turn to look at the woman and for a moment I'm surprised to see her all frazzled. Usually her blonde hair is pulled back into a bun but today it's sticking up all over the place. "Your daughter joined the CIA." She hands me the file I keep on my child who has no clue who I am and I open it up. Right there on the first page is her new whereabouts, something else catches my eye though. She's training under Kairo Green, thought I killed him.

"Thank you Nessa. You may take the rest of the day off." She grins at me and briskly walks out of my apartment. I pull out my phone and dial the one number I know I can trust. "Kenneth. I need you to come to my apartment in about a hour." He agrees and we end the call. I look at the file again not believing that she actually made it. I look at the picture of Victoria and notice she has her moms face all the way. Her brown eyes full of life, her pale skin down to her long black hair screams her mother. "Wait until we meet my dear."

(Kairos pov)
Once Victoria leaves my office I sigh, this entire situation is draining. I pull out my phone and dial Bella's number, she picks up on the first ring. "Hey handsome." Her energy rolling through the phone. "Hi Bell. Are you busy?" Her background slowly fading and I'm thankful, I don't want anyone else to hear what I have to say. "What's up Kai?" Concern laces her voice. "Jason has a daughter. She's training under me as we speak. We have a mission coming up in a week." She stays quiet and I take that as my chance to finish. "She's 18 and very good at what she does. I've watched her fight a few times and I think with a few private lessons she could be one of our best agents." I can hear Bella take a deep breath through the phone. "How long have you known about her?" Her voice low, she must not want Chacha and Jorge to hear.

"Almost a month... I found out a few days after we started hanging out again." I close my eyes waiting for the vexation to seep through the phone but it never comes. "Are you still coming over tonight?" Confusion fills my body as she completely ignores what I've just said. "Yes I'll be there at 8:45." I check the time thanking god that it was barely 6:15. "Okay." She hangs up the phone. I'm not sure how to react so I simply let it go. I can't stress myself out about her reaction right now, I have to go talk to Damion.

Uh oh.. Kairo told Bella about Vic. What do you think is gonna happen now? Don't forget to vote!
-Kayla