Meta, the now rouge and formerly known as Maine, now was a growing threat to the freelancers.
"Washington, may I speak with you?" The councilor as as he silently walked up behind me.
Just a moment ago, he was working with the sobbing Carolina who now has lost her little sister and her love. The councilor seemed a little worn out by Carolinas unpredictable mood and actions.
I nodded in reply to the councilor. I hope I didn't burden him, but he was the one who wanted to talk to me. He calmly walked into his office and sat in a large, red oriental chair. I sat on a large orange couch adjacent to him.
"You know, we can learn from our past, Washington". He said monotone.
I've heard this so many times. I was about to snap but he continued.
"But Washington, you must take this news the right way because soon after, you are going on a mission." He slowly said.
I couldn't stand the councilor sometimes. He couldn't get to the point fast enough which was very frustrating.
"Alaska was the first victim of the Meta. York, the second. You must go find the blues and use them to help bring down the Meta." He carefully said.
I clenched my jaw and curled my fists. My veins popped out of my forehead as I withheld a scream. The Meta killed Alaska. Sweet, beautiful Alaska. And he will pay for what he did to her, me, and Carolina.
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Rampant
FanficAgent Alaska is the new recruit for the secret, rigorous project freelancer. But she doesn't know that yet. In an orphanage, surrounded by others, she was told on her 16th birthday she would go where her big sister went, Carolina. Her 16th birthday...
