Chapter Two: The Letter

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Amber Reese Groves

ONLY READ IF WE ARE NOT THERE (DEAD OR DISAPPEARED)

Dear Amber,
If you are reading this your mom and I are either dead or have disappeared. I want you to know who we were before we had you, before we met each other. My real name is Samantha Groves, but I went by Root quite often. Your mom's name is Sameen Shaw. The things we did we are not proud of. We have to live with the grief every day. We killed people constantly. I was a hacker and I once kidnapped Harold and another man for information about things.

We met Harold and he hired us to help him save people. He and a friend had created a machine that watches everything in order to stop terrorism. It catches the big crimes and the little ones. The government took care of the big ones and a group of about six took care of the little ones. The government hired your mom as one of their agents to stop the threats to National Security. They attempted to kill her and she left the association.

I was a hacker and wanted to find everything out about the machine. It kidnapped and tortured people for information. My work was killing people. Other people would hire me to kill people so they wouldn't be caught.

Harold found the two of us and we helped stop the minor crimes. We had to work in secret. We had some NYPD detectives working with us. The rest of us were presumed dead or hunted by the government. One of the Detectives was shot by a corrupt police officer. Another machine was created and your mom was taken and tortured for nine months. The machine we used was destroyed to stop the other one from taking over the world with its bad ideas about life. In order to stop the second machine, John, a former CIA agent was blown up by a missle.

In the end, when it was all over, we lived off the grid in a small area with no phones of cameras and we took care of ourselves.

When I met your mom I fell in love. When we had you I did again. We decided to never go back to our old selves. Your mom had it hard before me. She is a sociopath. She didn't have very many feelings. I was just lucky she fell in love with me. I wish I could tell you this in person, but if I am still alive I will answer any questions.
We love you so much!!
Love,
Your dearest mother, Root

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A/N: Sorry that it has been a long time since I have updated anything. School just started up again and I have had to do quite a bit of homework. Be ready for really random update times. 😢

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