The Archer And The Arrow- An Odd Squad Fanfiction

Chapter Two- The Archer, Forgiven

Archer Anne stared at the damage. She had just lodged an arrow in an agent's chest. She had hurt someone... for real. A tear rolled down her cheek. She wiped it off quickly.

I'm a villain. This is my job. So then why do I feel so terrible about this?! I've let them all down. They're all going to hate me. I'm losing all my friends.

She wanted to fall to her knees and scream. Scream in anguish and loneliness and pain. And loss.

"I...never meant to injure anyone. I'm so sorry. Lock me up," she spoke out with little restraint.

"Wait- no tricks or anything?" Otto asked cautiously.

"Seriously. Lock me up. I don't deserve to roam free with no consequences after what I have done."

Otto pulled out his phone and dialed up Owen.

"O-t-t-o. Hey, Owen, there's a villain here who wants to go into rehab. Can you come and deal with her? I have...other business. Meet her at the library. Thanks!"

"Rehab?" the villain questioned.

"Yeah. Recently, instead of locking up bad-turned-good villains, we just send them into rehab- to get jobs and stuff."

Anne started crying again. "Thank you so much."

"Yeah." Otto hastily turned to the phone again and dialed up a number he didn't remember quite well. He finally got the number right...

"Hello? Olive's injured. Please wait for us when we get back to headquarters. Thanks."

Otto frowned as Olive leaned back into his arms. Her eyes looked into his as she leaned a little farther. Otto got the signal and picked her up.

He looked around the landscape. Judging by how far they had run, it was just faster to walk back to headquarters. Plus, he wasn't sure how he would get Olive in the tubes anyway.

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Otto ran straight into the Odd Squad headquarters to see Dr. O already there waiting for him.

"Did someone call for a doctor?"

"Yeah," Otto said quietly, looking down at Olive.

"Don't worry. I'm a doctor. Come to my office and I'll check her out," Dr. O affirmed.

The doctor and the agent walked up the stairs.

Otto laid Olive down on the examination table. She looked so peaceful...he almost couldn't handle seeing her this way. He couldn't watch this. He impulsively stormed out of the room and sat down near the wall. He buried his face in his arms.