The Cover Up

Chapter Two

Mystery Person P.O.V.

"Ya, she's a fighter alright," I say to my boss and rub my stomach.

"Doesn't surprise me." He says and looks at the girl in the cell. Then one of our fighters walks into the cell. What is he doing? He's going to mess things up. This isn't part of the plan.

Alaina's P.O.V.

I wake up, with my head spinning and a huge headache. I go to grab my head, but my hands are stuck. I immediately open my eyes and try to find someone or a way to get out. No one is here, but me and the chair and the only way in or out is through one door. What the heck is going on? I try to get the wristbands off my hands, but they go tighter. Just great.

Then someone comes in. He walks around me and nods his head. "What do you want?" I ask in my stern voice again.

"I want to know why a straight A student is looking into things she shouldn't be. So, tell me why a 16 year-old girl would be interested in the files you were looking at?" He asks and stands with his hands crossed over his chest as if it's going to intimidate me.

"I don't have to tell you anything." I spit out and try to find the end of the stinken wristband.

"Well, unless you can handle pain, you should tell us." He states and takes a threatening step forward.

"Threatening me won't help you, and who is us?" I question and try to keep him talking while I get the band off. It takes a while, but I finally get it off. They don't have my feet tied so when the person steps closer it should be easy to knock him out, hopefully. He takes another step forward. Now's my chance.

 I stand up, grab my chair and whack him with it as hard as I could. He falls to the ground, but I don't know if he's knocked out and I'm not staying to find out. I run down a hallway, but then alarms go off. They're probably going into lockdown. "Great," I grumble sarcastically. I go around another corner to see the person that kidnapped me and someone else.

"Alaina we just want to talk, not to hurt you or your family." The older person says.

"Don't mess with my family." I say ready to fight.

"We won't, just hear us out, ok." The younger one says.

"Fine," I say only because I know I can't get out of here. There already in lockdown and they probably have a lot of people and I won't be able to fight them all off. I walk towards them and the older one goes to touch my shoulder but I say, "I'll talk to you, but don't you think about touching me." He removes his hand and starts to walk in front of me while the other one walks behind me. The older one opens a door and motions for me to go in. I obey and walk into a darker room with dark blue walls. The older one goes and sits behind what I'm assuming is his desk and I sit in front of it, while the younger one stands a few feet behind me. "Talk," I state and cross my arms over my chest.

"I know you want to find the people that killed your dad, but you-"

I interrupt him, "How do you know about that?" I'm up in my seat and attention fully on him. 

"I watch the news and know you're his daughter, but you can't be looking around like that. You could get hurt or get your family hurt."

"I can defend myself, and I make sure nothing traces back to my family," I say angrily that he thinks I would endanger my family.

"For now, but say you do find them. There might be a ton of people. You can't, whether you think so or not, beat them all up." He says in a calm voice.

"Why do you care? What do you want?" I ask and look at the boy behind me, never be too careful.

"I know I can't stop you from looking for the people who killed your dad, but I want you to join our...group and in return, you can use our resources and when you find them we want to help you." He says still in a calm voice. I have to think about what he says, would they help. No can't depend on them, but I can use their resources without depending on them.