Hey guys, I'm really sorry for the lack of terrible updates...poo. My laptop was not working so I didn't have a choice. But here my little friends is the first chapter enjoy. (I will posting a lot more from now on, and today I have a lot of free time!)
CHAP 1-----Sam's POV
The white tape wrapped around my fist started to break as I punched the sturdy back countless times. With one swift kick the chains holding the bag to the ceiling made a cracking sound. Sweat dripped down as my intensity picked up. I brought my right hand up and the bag went flying across the room.
"Ms. Hyde, your mother will not be very happy to see that you broke yet another training bag." I turned my attention to the voice to notice it was my father. A small smile crept on my face, my dad was my trainer and we got along quite well.
"Shhh, Mom doesn't need to know." I replied with a slight giggle. I released my medium length brown hair that reached my back down from its ponytail. My dad smiled and then looked at the pile of punching bags me and my brother destroyed.
"Well, she is going to find out, that woman always does. Anyway talking about your mom, she wants to speak to you. She's in the office, you better hurry before she starts going insane." He stated, I was confused as to what my mother needed, but I rushed over to her office leaving my dad behind in the dimmed training facility. As I reached my mom's office I slightly knocked on the half opened door and slipped inside. She looked up and greeted me with a smile, then motioned for me to sit down. My mom and me had this sort of resemblance that mostly everyone saw. Her hair was the same color, and wavy just as mine, her eyes her were a dark brown, just like mine. And her appetite was huge but she managed to always look slim, like me. I always wonder why that happened to us but could never think of a valid reason. She broke my thoughts by speaking,
"Samantha, darling," she started, she never called me darling unless she was asking for something..."Your brother, as we know, is on an important mission, protecting that princess. And his task has been extended. Me and you father discussed this dilemma, and decided you were ready." I gave her a confused look, what was I ready for?
"Chris was assigned to another protection call, but he cant do it because of his current one. We are giving the call to you. We both think that you are prepared, and we even called your brother to ask if it was alright. Honey, we trust you and you are ready." My mouth dropped in astonishment, were the really doing this? I was at a lost for words, but finally spoke.
"Uh....okay? Question though, who am I protecting, and why?"
"A celebrity, you will find out who it is later, but he has been receiving death threats, and has been reported that his house had numerous break ins. Whoever is trying to hurt him does not seem to want to give up." I shook my head in comprehension. Questions swarmed through my mind, but the biggest one was.... who was it?
