Tainted

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I woke up quite early the next morning, to hear muffled voices coming from underneath my room. The living room. I rolled out of bed and got changed into skin tight jeans and a baggy jumper, whipping my hair up into a messy bun. I then applied some light powder, some mascara and some eyeliner. Gran obviously had a visitor, and I didn't want them to be traumatised by my 'natural' look. I then walked down the stairs and into the living room.

"Morning Gra-" I stopped dead in my tracks. This couldn't be happening. My Gran was sat in her armchair, but on the sofa next to her was a tall blonde guy, dressed in black, with a tattoo sleeve and now a black eye. To be completely honest, I was quite proud of that punch. "Gran, what is he doing here? This is the guy who attacked me!" I told her accusingly, like he wasn't there.

"Actually, Maisie, it sounds to me like you were the one who attacked him!" she smirked at me before nodding to the guy who was sat there twiddling his thumbs nervously.

"Why is he here Gran?" I asked her, through clenched teeth.

She looked at him as she spoke

"he's the son of an.. old friend." She said as he smiled at her.

"Then why the fuck did he try to kidnap me?!" I shouted.

"It wasn't like that." He said, standing up.

"Dan, let me explain. She won't listen to you." My Gran told him, she was right I wouldn't talk to him.

"Oh so it has a name has it?" I smiled sarcastically.

"Sit down Maisie." She spoke quietly.

"But-" I began.

"Sit down Maisie!" she shouted. I obeyed and took a seat opposite.

"When I was younger, I was a secret agent. I worked for a smaller branch in MI6 that investigated smaller crimes like drug dealing and trafficking. When I had your mother, I retired. When she found out about my previous career, she decided she would pursue it the same as I did, but she went for the bigger investigations. Mass murders and kidnappings, the big crimes. When she met your father, they were the perfect match. Both athletic, agile, and they had that connection that made them fight for it even more. When they had you though," she paused. "They became stressed, unable to juggle this massive investigation and caring for you. The mission was to take down one of the biggest criminal masterminds in Europe, Lanianos Rodriquez. He was responsible for hundreds of deaths and is head of a huge drug distribution organisation. On their final mission, where they would catch him and it would all come to an end, they were taken out. No one knows how, or why, but they never came home." She looked down, tears falling in droplets through her eyelids. "They planned to retire after that mission, so they could care for you. They loved you so much. They were willing to give up what they enjoyed most to be with you, yet they never got the chance." She looked up at me. I was speechless. How had I been so clueless for 11 years of my life? I thought they just didn't care, their work was more important, I was so wrong. Tears were now rolling down my cheeks.

"How could you not tell me?" I asked, now sobbing.

"There was never the right opportunity." She told me, looking guilty.

I turned to Dan, or whatever his name was, only just remembering he was there. "Why only tell me now then?" I asked my Gran.

"That's why this young man is here. You parents had a best friend, Rob, they always went on missions together. He died the night your parents did, and this is his son." She placed her hand on Daniels knee.

"Why are you here?" I asked him, my head spinning, my eyesight getting blurrier.

"I work for the company too. I need justice for my father. They need agents, willing to work, to fight to take down the same company that killed our parents. They want you to come in and work for them, with me." That's when everything came crashing down. The room started to fade to darkness as I felt myself fall to the ground. All i could hear was muffled noises and distant shouting. Then my world went black.

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I hope everything is clear now! Gonna start getting into more action now, with DANIEL!