I was about 12 years old. I was hanging out with my little brother, Wyatt, and that's when they started to come out. Men were coming and taking people, and I was one of them. I looked at everyone and was afraid. Our family huddled up together, and we held in To each other like our lives depended on it. Because it did. Suddenly, a man came up to me. He grabbed me, but my family tried to pull me back. Back and Forth they went, and I couldn't do anything at the time. The man kicked my family, put me in his arms, and ran. I couldn't fight him, so I called out to them. "MOM! DAD!" I called. I couldn't see or hear them. Everything was gone. My family, my love and life, all of it,
Gone. As I was disappearing, I was dragged into a ship. The man threw me in, and closed the door. "Let me go." I said, innocent and scared. "We're only trying to help you. You know that right?" He looked at me odd. "Why did you take me away from my family?!" I screamed. He sighed. "Listen...you're a special kid....we need to embrace in that. This agency will make you a hero!" I looked at him, and he smiled. "Can I go back soon?" He looked concerned, then said,"I'll make a deal with you...I might be able to bring you back....if you do whatever you're told....Got it? Even if it's like, kill a person....Okay?" I didn't know what to say. I couldn't kill.....but my family was worth it. He could help. I nodded, and he sighed. "What's you're name?" I asked. "Toffee..."
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FanfictionStar is an agent who just got the job to find her family, and Marco is a regular lifeguard with an unsettling history. When Star gets assigned to Marco to infiltrate information from him, she goes undercover as Evelyn Rhodes, a girl who washed off...
