Knock Out

Agent K.O

Sorry guys I know its been a long time

Renee's POV

I need to fight. I need to race. I need to live again but I need to think or stop thinking. "Ms. Sterling you're free to go of course you'll have to be careful with your stitches. And your girls will stay but I promise they'll be home soon." He said smiling at me. "Thanks Doc." I said back adding a weak smile of my own. I need to call Courtney. "Hello..." "Hi." I said my voice a little shaky. "I'm sorry mam it seems you have the wrong number. If you tell me who you were trying to contact I might be able to transfer you." Courtney said becoming professional. "For the love of god, Courtney I've got the right number." I said and I was met with silence. "I need to race and fight." More silence. "Courtney, Renee is alive!" I yelled into the phone causing my stomach to hurt. "Stay wherever the hell you are I'm coming." Then she hung up. 10 minutes tops Courtney burst through my door. "Oh my... I missed you." She said running towards me. "I missed you too." I said and she looked at me strangely. "Your voice sounds different it's got a little edge to it. You sound really cold. I kinda like it." She said smiling and I smiled back. "So who's up for a race?" Natasha asked from the door and they looked at me. I shrugged. "Let's do this bitches." I laughed and we started walking to the garage. God, I love the sound my car makes. That perfect purr of life and it's thrilling. The kind of sound that could raise the dead just so they could hear it again. My shoes clicked against the ground, heels were the only shoes I had right now that weren't splattered in blood, but that irrelevant. This was it. The race I wanted to race the fight I might fight. But it was nothing compared to my inner battle. I teetered on the rope of breaking down or going into a fit of anger. I decided to call my mom real quick. No answer, maybe she's just busy.

Rebecca's POV

Have you ever been so pissed that not even a face crushing under your fist makes you feel better? That was me right now. I sat perfectly still in the dark. I was listening for anything, I already heard the pounding of feet from the welcome part. My agents had already rushed out to find the danger and for the first time, I feared. I feared I was alone, I feared of what was happening to my sister's daughter. But even though I feared I was filled with a hella lot of anger. "Oh, Rebecca" A voice chimed through my office like it was singing a taunting song. The electricity from my previous torture secession soared through and somehow ignited my anger. I shot out from my chair. "Come on stupid girl get me out of here, there isn't any time to waste." My boss, Eric, said. "Of course there isn't" I responded. "I'll just let them kill you." I finished. I charged for the door but I was met with a fist and just to my luck the emergency lights turned on cloaking my office in a sea of red. My boss stood by the door along with a few of his guards. The 3 from earlier that threw me into my office. "Wow I get my own welcome party like the invaders do, I feel honored Eric." I said as I roundhouse kicked one of the guards. Punching another in his temple. "Who's laughing know I said as they passed out." The last guard stood stricken at the door. "I'll give you a 10-second headstart." I said as he and Eric ran out the door. I waited a little than surged after them. Catching them was the easiest and probably the funniest part of my day. I drew my gun shooting Eric in his calf and the guard in his thigh immobilizing both of them. I trotted over to them, practically skipping. "And we meet again gentlemen." I said as I stripped the men of their weapons and heaved them to their feet. They groaned in pain as I dragged them to an electrical room. "Welcome to hell."