DA Book Of 1Shotz

Sleeper Agent

Preston sat in the metal chair with his glaring eyes trained on the tile floor below him. It was bad enough that he had been caught by one of his worst enemies, but it was even worse that the douchebag that was dating his sister humiliated him by making him look like a girl for the mission. Luckily for him, one of the goons had taken that device off so Preston now appeared to be a man again, but it was unlucky as well, because he was now revealed to the spirit queen and her girlfriend as a member of the resistance.

He had been there before. That kingdom used to haunt him in his dreams for years after he awoke on that hospital cot. There was no heaven to Preston, only hell. And hell was that kingdom.

His hands were bound in bronze cuffs, making it impossible on him to use his weak abilities to convince the guards standing around him to help him escape. Not like his abilities were of much help anyway. Anyone in the kingdom was either dead or resistant to him in one way or another. Which was why it was so easy to catch him.

The thought that surprised Preston, though, was the girl in the room next to his. The girl was one of the stronger ones on the team, and yet there she was, sitting in a metal chair with her arms bound behind her. Preston felt sympathy towards her. His team needed her most in his opinion. No one needed someone who could make a girl swoon. They'd probably end up killing him and using the girl for their army he thought.

As Preston closed his eyes for a moment he felt a whoosh of air next to him before a small hand gripped his neck and forced him against the wall, the chair strewn to the corner next to him. 'Ah, Preston. We meet again, don't we?' Her voice echoed through his mind like a distant memory, but he remembered her quite well from when he was little.

'I'm not in the mood for you victory speech, Valerie,' Preston thought with a glare, 'I'm of no use to either side. If you're going to kill me get it over with.'

The spirit queen gave a pout, running her thumb over the side of his neck as she held him there. 'I don't plan on making you fight, if that's what you're thinking Preston. No, you'll become my little sleeper agent. A mole, if you will. Doesn't that sound fun?'

Preston gasped as a force entered his body, poking at his soul before suddenly forcing its way inside. He could feel things like his missions and his past slowly fade deep into his subconscious. He had to fight this! He couldn't just let Valerie turn him into her little toy soldier. The affects of her powers were irreversible to everyone but her!

He grunted and grit his teeth, kicking his legs slightly to try and get her away, but his legs only went through her.

Cmon Preston, you can't let her win. The resistance cant have a mole, especially one that could turn most of the team into swooning minions to Valerie. He had to remember his missions. He had to lock them away from Kat, no, Valerie. Valerie is the evil one in this. Right? No. Director Kat is. Kat wants to keep her mistakes a secret. She wants the world to see her as perfect so Valerie seems even more evil than she is. Valerie is my Queen. I must serve her to prove to the world that Director Kat isn't who she says she is.

Yes, Preston thought, I am a sleeper agent. My queen will reign forever!

Preston's blue eyes fluttered slowly as Valerie placed a soft kiss to his forehead, his body falling unconscious as she sealed his fate. His past was now buried under Valerie's influence. To whoever looked inside Preston's head, Preston was never anything else than a sleeper agent for the spirit queen.

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A little PM inspiration from Sunshine_Sailor . Gotta love PM RolePlays :3