Cassandra
While still pointing the gun at me, my mom walked closer, examining me like i was the enemy, "Are you carrying any weapons?: She said calmly, "Yes, of course i am! Mom is something wrong?" "Great, a mental girl robbing my house?" she chuckled at this, and swiftly gagged me with the kitchen towel and tied my hands behind my back, removing my glock before i could say another word. Oh man, we're gonna need a physiatrist. My mom then proceeded to carry my body to the living room and dropped me on the floor. Oof, that hurt mainly because our floor is hardwood and she dropped me from a height of five and a half feet. She then pulled out a walkie talkie. "This is agent 361 i request information on the mission status of mission 016 and request clearance of information on current location"
What the heck was wrong with my mom?! My mother paused as her request was met with static, but suddenly a voice responded "Amanda is that you?" My mother quick as lightning snapped at the guy " Henry Hendrickson, do not call me that..." What was wrong with the world?! That guy could be Alex's dad!!!!!"...yes Henry thats the objective, we will try to contact them then, yes,yes,yes,yes, trust me she is detained. I'll meet you there. Henry, honestly...good bye." What the heck? Who was Henry? My ''Mom", who seemed to forget who i was quickly proceeded to put on unfamiliar outdoor boots, swiftly got a camo hoodie and went up to her room. She was obviously going somewhere, and i was going to find out. Wow she was cranky today, but I had a weird feeling about all of this.
I suddenly heard footsteps coming down the stairs, i gave myself a dull, glazed over look. As my mother came down those stairs her suspicions were confirmed about me and she laughed as she closed the door behind her. Ha, she really had no idea who i was, this would be a piece of cake. I quickly undid the nylon cord that had caused me so much pain, and slipped on my hiking boot. Before a soul could blink i was out the front door. Rain was hammering down on my head within three seconds i was soaked, i suddenly realized my situation. My mother doesn't know who i am. Wow things had gone by in such a blur. I didnt have time to ponder on this though, because my mom was already at the end of our street.
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Amanda
I panicked inside when i first realized things were off. I had just annihilated the target in mission 016, when boom i wake up in my house but not my house. My house is sparsely decorated, well thats pretty normal. But the few furniture i have has changed. For example my bedspread was blue bordered at the corners of my comforter, three days ago. Which was when i reported for the mission. But now they were a bright green. I did fancy green but still. It was scary, I had trained myself... to hide fear. And i was gonna need that training. My mind was alert for any signs of dinner as i rummaged through the kitchen, to find a pan for breakfast. Shoot I just accidentally flung the pan, darn, as it hit the glass sliding door, i heard footsteps coming down the stairs. When the realization struck, someone had been living in my house. If it was Paul, oh my he could be back, he could have forgotten his grudge with God. Hardly containing my happiness, i was able to take my gun out, i was three months pregnant, so if it wasn't paul it would still be wise to carry a weapon. As i rounded the kitchen counter. I saw a strange girl, staring at me like i'd lost my mind. pha, she is the one breaking into my house. Disappointed that It wasn't paul I swiftly made use of the kitchen, gagged her, and threw her on the floor in the living room, i had no idea about what i was going to do with her. She had a nice gun though i preferred the m16 that i carried.Before i gagged her she called me mom, i almost died laughing but managed t/o keep a cool face. Yup she was mental. I needed to contact mission control. I grabbed my hi-tech communicator out of my suit, which i was still in. For some odd reason it smelled like gas fire. "This is agent 361 i request information on the mission status of mission 016 and request clearance of information on current location" My request was met with static, what the heck was wrong with them? Was i injured? Did they give me a dose of amnesia? Suddenly a voice responded "Amanda is that you?" Oh my goodness! It was Henry! suddenly mad about my circumstance i snapped. " Henry Hendrickson, do not call me that..." "I'm sorry, i shouldn't have snapped at you like that...henry. Our situation is unique i need you..." Henry responded with " Ha!!! I knew you liked me!!!!" "WHAT? Henry i just got over a divorce, cool it down." There was static on the other line
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Unmade {postponed}
AdventureUnmade co-authored by: Dezi Rain What would you do if you woke up one morning to find that you didn't exist? And to find that your mark on the world is slowly fading away until you are almost invisible?