The Collaboration Files

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     After we were done messing up the smugglers, Butler picked up one of the bodies. "Holly, do you think they were after us, or just thought we were the LEP?" He asked. She shrugged.

     "Hard to tell. They're all shot or stabbed. They might not survive because some people don't know how to not kill people!" Holly joked. "I don't think they thought that we were LEP. I mean, they saw Birch and Stella. What would they think of that?" She asked. I shrugged.

      "Well, they wont live to tell the tale. But who cares? Lets just get this done." I said. Birch nodded. "So, what's the plan?" I asked. Holly opened her mouth to explain when there war a groan from the ground. I jumped to his side and felt for a pulse. "This one's coming to!" I yelled. He opened his eyes and looked at me.

     "W-What, who?" He stuttered. Birch appered over my shoulder and he gasped. "You! A-Artemis!" He pointed.

     "Sir, why did you attack us?" She asked.

     "To, to get you. And we were smuggling some fish. That's all. Our boss wanted you. Said something about humans named Stella and Birch. She wanted them to." He explained. I looked to Birch.

     "What is her name?" I asked him, still looking at Birch. Her eyes widened. This could be it.

     "Her name is, is, Abigale Rush. Abigale Rush. A-Abigael Rush." He just kept repeating her name. Holly nodded. I took my gun out and pointed it at him.

     "Sweet dreams." I whispered. I stood and turned away, not wanting to see it. Birch did the same. I took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.

      I was sitting in a dark room, my hands and legs tied to the chair. My head hurt from being knocked out. I groaned and tried to look around. No use, it was almost pick. Except a thin ray of light coming from under a door. I had an idea. I rubbed my wrists against the zip-ties that were holding me. I felt it dig into my skin and blue sparks light the room. In seconds my hands were free. I quickly reached down to my legs and ripped them off the chair.

      I stood and went next to the door. I waited about five minutes until I had an idea. I went back to my chair, picked it up, and slammed it down on the ground. The noise echoed off the walls and I heard feet running towards me. I went back to my position at the door. The door burst open and people ran in, not even noticing me. I slipped out of the door and closed it behind me, making sure to lock it.

      I turned and looked around. I was in an old abandoned factory. I saw a guard sleeping at another door. Birch. I snuck up in front of him and quickly grabbed his gun. He woke up with a gun between his eyes.

     "Make any noise and I will kill you. The keys. Now." I demanded. He grabbed keys from his belt and handed them to me. "Thank you." I turned the gun to the lowest setting and shot two bursts into his chest. He slumped over. I unlocked the door and found a light switch. Birch was tied up in a chair as well, but still unconscious.

     I went over to her and untied her. I lightly slapped her cheeks. She woke up with a gasp. "What happened?" She asked. I shrugged.

     "What do ya think?" I answered. She scowled. "Now, I have about five guards locked in my room. One of them probably has a walkie-talkie on him. There is also an unconscious guard outside. We need to move." I told her. She nodded and stood, rubbing her wrists.

     We looked outside, the place was empty. Perfect. We saw two doors on the other side of the room. I looked and Birch, to the doors, and back to her. She nodded. We made our way to the door. As we went, I checked myself for any weapons. None. I stopped.

     "What is it?" Birch asked. 

     "We might have trackers." I whispered. She clenched her fists and stomped her foot. "We need to check. Now." She nodded. I looked at my legs, clean. When I pulled up my left sleeve, there was a small bump. Bingo. I turned to Birch and pulled up her sleeve. Same place. I looked around and saw nothing on the floor. "Stay here." I said to Birch, turning and running back to the guard.

     I checked his body and found a small pocket knife. I ran back to Birch. I put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed. She smiled fondly and did the same. I took the knife and held it to my arm. Right before I started, I told Birch. "This doesn't make me emo!"

       I groaned and opened my eyes. Birch, Holly, Butler and Jene were standing over me. "What happened?" I asked. Jene shuttered.

      "You shot the guy and passed out. We have no idea why." She said. I sighed and sat up.

     "What happened?" Birch asked. I explained my memory. Birch nodded. "I can vaguely remember that." She gasped and held her arm. "Ow! It feels like someone just cut me!" She yelled. My eyes widened and I clutched my arm as well. She looked at me. "You too?" She asked. I just nodded, not trusting my voice.

     After a moment, I spoke. "We will probably have a small incision were the tracking chips were." I took a deep breath and rolled up my sleeve. I was correct. "Yep. We need to get these covered and stop the bleeding." I said. Holly nodded.

     "I'll be back. You guys just say here and Butler, get some moss and press it on the wound. It will help." With that, she ran into the brush.