The Secret Agent | A Stydia/Teen Wolf AU (completed)

chapter sixteen

Fifteen spies from the agency were raiding Jackson's apartment. Everything was being torn apart and taken away for investigation just because the possibility of finding out where Allison and Lydia could be. Everyone was trying to come with a reasonable explanation for why Jackson would do this, but no one knew why. For Stiles, it didn't shock him too much. Jackson was a Grade-A bitch and Stiles knew there was always something off about him.

The one thing that didn't make sense to Stiles is if Jackson was actually smart enough to pull something like the attack off. The guy was strong , but he wasn't clever. Stiles did some investigating on Jackson, and the guy had an IQ of two point two. If Jackson was the leader, then Stiles suspected that the Fraudulenti weren't geniuses either if they let a complete dumb ass run the place.

Stiles and Scott sat side by side, digging through a box that Jackson had hidden into his closet. "Hey, look at these." Scott said, holding up three phones, "Secret phones."

"He really should've hid them in a better place. Maybe a place with a key that he keeps around his neck." Stiles said as he took one of the phones and looked through them.

"You think these can lead to where Lydia and Allison are?" Scott questioned and Stiles sighed.

"It better."

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Lydia spit blood out of her mouth. She turned her head back to Chris and smiled, "That's all you got?" Lydia didn't know how much time passed, and she suspected that it had to be a little over a week. She was tired, weak, and hungry but she wasn't going to give up easily. She knew that Chris had a motive, but so far he wasn't speaking.

"You can't outsmart me," Chris said, pointing at Lydia, "I run the place you were trained at. I know every type of drill you do to train and I am more than familiar with how you've trained to endure torture."

"Yeah but you're old." Lydia dismissed his comments, "You probably can't even fight that well anymore. That's probably why I'm so chained up. You know I could break out of them and beat you up."

"But you couldn't get leave this place. You're under maximum security."

"Why is that?"

Chris sighed, getting a chair from the corner of the room and sitting in front of Lydia, "Jackson and I, we're kind of alike."

"That's alarming." Lydia said and Jackson rolled his eyes.

"I'm standing right here."

"This won't be some cheesy talk about power and wanting to rule the world, because that's only half of the reason for why I'm doing this," Chris spoke and looked back at Lydia, "I chose you and Allison to be held captive because you two are threats. You two are the most powerful people in the agency and it would be so much easier for me to take everything over without the two of you in my way."

"So you want to kill your own daughter? Are you a sociopath?" Lydia asked. Chris Argent obviously wasn't the same guy that Lydia use to know. Whatever happened to him caused him to literally lose his mind and it made Lydia feel terrified.

"No, don't use that word. That's rude."

"You're avoiding the question." Lydia spat and Chris nodded.

"Fine. Yes, I am loyal to the Fraudulenti and it's because the Fraudulenti is creative and amazing. We're so ahead of The Secret Agency and are more powerful than the agency and the organization combined. World domination isn't everything, since that's unrealistic. The goal for what I run is to become the most powerful spy organization in the world then just go from there. Just wait, Lydia. The Fraudulenti has amazing things planned that will truly amaze you."

Lydia narrowed her eyes, "That is just the stupidest thing I have ever heard. So you are a sociopath, but how did you end up joining the Fraudulenti?"

"My wife." Chris simply answered, "I met her on a mission and when Allison was about eleven years old, I found out Victoria was actually working for the Fraudulenti. It was a shock but she persuaded me to join, and I did. I've been working for them for the past ten years."

"I guess the saying that love is crazy must be true." Lydia whispered.

As Chris began to reply, sirens started going off. Chris laughed and looked at Lydia, "That must be them. Tell me, Lydia, how would you feel about me killing Stiles? Imagine finding your sad little boyfriend laying on the ground slowly dying?"

Lydia didn't even bother to tell Chris that Stiles wasn't her boyfriend and she spoke through gritted teeth, "Don't you even try to kill him. I'm the one you want dead, so kill me."

"Well, if you insist." Chris said then pointed a gun at Lydia before shooting her.

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Stiles and Scott stood behind the back door with ten other agents. After Jackson's phones were investigated, one of them held the location of where Allison and Lydia are. The main goal was to save them and capture Jackson. The one thing that didn't make sense to Stiles was that Chris Argent went completely missing, so Stiles father had to call the mission. Stiles couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation for why Chris would miss this.

"We go in, we take down any Fraudulenti members in the way, and we save Allison and Lydia. If Jackson is seen then be careful, he's lethal." Scott said before bursting the door open.

Everyone was engaging in gun fire and fighting. It was hard to get through a hallway without encountering a Fraudulenti. Stiles had Lydia on his mind, and he just hoped that she wasn't dead. After searching the whole third floor, Stiles knew she was hidden somewhere. There had to be a secret door or passage way somewhere. He continued searching before hearing the sound of Scott's voice yelling his name.

"Scott?" Stiles asked, "Scott?"

"I'm over here." Scott yelled back. Stiles followed the sound of his best friends voice and stopped when he saw Scott holding Allison, who was unconscious. She had wounds everywhere and was covered in blood. "Lydia has to be somewhere around here. I would hep you find her but Allison is close to dying and she needs to get help."

"Go, I'll get Lydia." Stiles sighed. He walked inside the room Scott was in, seeing multiple Fraudulenti members laying on the ground. There was one other door that was across from the room that Stiles assumed Allison was in. Stiles tried opening the door, but failed. He searched for keys that could be with the other spies but Stiles settled for shooting all the locks open.

When Stiles opened the door, he saw Lydia sitting on a chair that fell to the ground and blood escaping from her stomach.

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I should just warn you now to get ready for some major characters deaths that are coming up soon... that is all I will say.

The Secret Agent probably has four or five more chapters left, so it should be finished sometime next week. My goal is to finish writing at least one of my stories or two of them before I start school next Thursday. I'm still debating whether or not to start my new Stydia fanfiction because of school and all that. What do you guys think?

Also, do you guys prefer that I upload everyday or every two/three days? I'm able to update everyday since I'm on summer break and am literally doing nothing. Tell me what kind of updating schedule you guys prefer.

But, thank you all for reading and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!