Assignment E

Chapter 4

Finn

The C.T.P Secret Agency, also known as the Control Threat Program, made to protect the world. Now I'm a part of it? That's a lot to take in. We are going to begin training soon. Maybe my karate classes will start to finally come in handy. Or it won't, either way I'm still going to have to go through vigorous hours of training. It will all be worth it in the end. Especially if I can save innocent lives. Kai came back in the room with the signed papers of approval to have her transferred. A tall muscular man walked in behind him though, one I didn't know. He had black hair and bright blue eyes and a strong build.

"This is Wes by the way, Finn." Wes looked over to me but he didn't smile. He just had an emotionless look on his face and didn't say a word. He slowly walked over by the edge of the bed and took Kylie out of my arms.

"What are yo..." I was cut off.

"Wes is going to take her to the facility and hook her up to the machines again. Oh, and by the way Wes you are her doctor again so check her vitals and injuries when you get back." He nodded and walked out of the room. He looked over to me then.

"Come with me." Said Kai.

Kai

I went and stayed in our infirmary until I got a chance to speak with Kylie. It took two hours for her to wake. When she opened her eyes she looked straight at me. "I'm sorry," she rasped out.

"Don't be," I replied, "there was not supposed to be thirty enemies. If I would have known I would have sent Wes with you."

She stayed quiet for a couple minutes. "You do know Finn is here, right?" I nodded.

"He's a new trainee of the agencies." Her eyes widened.

She looked up at him. "You told him? I thought you would have...."

"I promised you I would."

"Thank you," she looked at Finn and smiled. He smiled right back. Her smile started to fade. "I found the sword. Right where you said it would be, in a glass case. I didn't notice the red button that the last guard was standing in front of. By the time I did he pushed it and the walls, they opened up and guards, so many guards....." Her voice softened, enough that she stopped talking. "I should be dead." She whispered.

"You're not," I replied, "I was getting ready to come and join you. I'm not going to let you die. Not at your age and not as long as I'm apart of it."

She looked up at me, "Thank you."

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Finn

Wes released her a week later. She refused to get into the wheelchair. He wouldn't let her leave unless she was wheeled out that way. I think he just wanted to anger her and that he accomplished well. Kai had to force her into it. She glared at him but stopped struggling after five minutes. She crossed her arms the whole time as I took her to her room.

"Meet me at the training room. Be prepared trainee." That's all he said as he casually walked away. When we reached Kylie's room she refused to look at me. I decided it best to leave her to her thoughts and ask about it later.

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I tried to help Kylie up the stairs. She was quick to fight against me. Once the door shut after we had got inside I went on to tell her she should rest. She just rolled her eyes and proceeded to sit in a chair. Her house was nice. The decor was modern, almost everything was either black or white besides the throw pillows and a couple blankets that were in the now open ottoman. To the right was a kitchen with an island in the middle and a large silver fridge. There was a stove not too far away from that and a microwave above the stove. There was a hall straight in front of me that probably led to the bedrooms and bathrooms.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked bewildered.

"Of course I am!" She yelled. "Why shouldn't I be!"

"Because I didn't do anything!" I tried not to raise my voice at her.

"Really? Treat me like a weakling and act like I can't do anything my fucking self!"

"Kylie! I help you because i care, okay? And I guess if me caring about you is too much for you maybe I should just leave!"

"Go right ahead!" She yelled with an evil, venomous laugh. I went to the door and slammed it. At least it didn't break off the hinges. What the crap has gotten into her? Maybe I just won't come back.... If that's what she wants.