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❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀ 𝐘/𝐧'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀

6 hours earlier

My heart pounded in my chest as I walked beside my dad, Maverick, through the dimly lit corridors. It was not long, since I found out- or more when he told me he is my dad. It was much to handle with, right now, but I needed a prof, my existance to my friends didn't exist.

The air felt heavy, almost suffocating, but I tried to keep my focus on what lay ahead—the cameras room and I couldn't shake the unease that had settled in my gut, a feeling that something was terribly wrong.

We were  at the cameras room when I heard the faint sound of voices coming from the monitors. 

My heart skipped a beat when I recognized the voices—Logan and Ashlyn. I hadn't seen them since - I died?

I didn't even know they were here.

Then, I heard another voice, one that sent a chill down my spine. Alex. He was asking them something, his voice tight with concern.

"Where is Y/N?" Alex asked, his tone almost desperate. "I've been looking everywhere. She's supposed to be with you. Where is she?"

I felt a strange sense of disorientation hearing my name, like the ground had shifted beneath me. I hadn't expected Alex to be here, and the payed worry in his voice only added to my unease. But what came next hit me like a punch to the gut.

"She's dead," Logan said bluntly, his voice heavy with grief. "We- she- hospital... but it was too late. She didn't make it."

For a moment, everything around me went still. My mind struggled to process what I had just heard. 

Dead?

They thought I was dead? 

I felt a wave of disbelief crash over me, followed by an icy chill that seemed to seep into my very bones. How could they think that? How could they believe I was gone when I was standing right here?

Alex just stood here, then looking in the camera, with the look 'We told you so'.

I wanted to scream, to run to them and shake them, to tell them I was alive. But something stopped me. I stayed frozen in place, hidden in the shadows, as my mind raced.

They really think I'm dead.

I was too mad to even think.

(Made by me)

That meant only, I will join my dad. Probably changing myself in person. 

"Y/N," my dad's voice pulled me back to the present. "We need to go. Now."

I nodded, still reeling from what I had just learned, but I pushed it all down. I couldn't afford to let my emotions get the better of me, not now. We had a job to do, and I couldn't let anything distract me from that. 

Without another word, I turned and followed my dad into his office. Whatever came next, I knew I had to be ready. I wasn't just Y/N anymore. I was someone they thought was dead, and that changed everything. If they believed I was gone, I could use that to our advantage.

I was not y/n.

I am not y/n.

I am... 

                 agent red.

❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀ 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐲𝐧'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀

''I found another card.'' Taylor said, as we chearched a office.

''Put-'' I was cut off by Tyler, who was talking through the walkie-talkie.

''Guys... our parents are here-''