💔💜💘Agent x victim💘💜💔

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«(This chapter was requested by PrincessIsabella1950)»

«(!WARNING! : THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DISTURBING THEMES)»

«(SUCH AS DEATH, MEMORIES/NIGHTMARES OF DEATHS OF

«(LOVED ONES, TRAUMA, VIOLENCE, B¥RN1NG 4L!V3,)»

«(MENTIONS OF $-C!D3, IMPLICATIONS OF AN ANXIETY/PANIC)»

«(ATTACK, IMPLICATIONS OF T3RR0R!$M, GAY SCENES,)»

«(AND POTENTIALLY MORE)»


«(IF YOU FIND SOMETHING THAT DISTURBS YOU, CLICK)»

«(OFF IMMEDIATELY. YOUR OWN MENTAL HEALTH IS MORE)»

«(IMPORTANT THAN A WATTPAD STORY.)»


«(THIS ALSO CONTAINS HEAVY AND MAJOR SPOILERS FOR)»

«(AVA 11. IF YOU HAVE NOT WATCHED IT YET, THEN WATCH)»

«(THE VIDEO ABOVE AND COME BACK.)»

«(ENJOY!)»















«(Agent's POV)»

I had fallen asleep at work. It was a long day and vic had asked me to stay late. We never really had a designated "sign out" time. We just left when we finished our work. At least for us mercenaries. The regular workers mainly left between 6:00 PM and 8:00 PM. Primal, Ballista and Sign Man had already left and gone home for the day. Now it was just me and victim. Well, right now, me and my dreamscape. Most nights I just sleep. No dreams, no nightmares. Just empty headspace until I fall asleep and wake up to the alarm on my phone. But this night was different


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I was a cop. Just like I used to be. I wore my neat and ironed uniform. My police badge, my hat, my walkie-talkie on my belt. All the other accessories I wore. Unlike my former colleagues, I was somewhat lenient towards criminals. Unless I really had to take it seriously, I would treat people politely and try to take into account their mentality and reasoning at the time. Many Stick City residents even said that if you (for sone reason) committed a crime and had to be discovered by a cop, you had to pray that it would be me. Really. I was so popular and well-known for my manners.

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