The Truth

Alliance

Sorry, I haven't posted in a while. Stuart Gibbs owns these characters I don't. Anyways enjoy.

I woke up tied to a chair, Mike growling, and pacing. Grumbling something, but my ears haven't adjusted yet.

"She got out!" He growled in my face and smiled.

"She did?" I asked grinning with absolute joy. He nodded his head grimly.

"We hit her in the stomach though, but it didn't slow her down." He growled again slapping me right across the face.

"That didn't hurt at all." I growled in return. Although I am a little worried about Erica. It wasn't like her to get hurt, that's my job.

"Because of Erica's escape your taking her punishment." He grumbled pacing again. Glancing around I sat in a room. Concrete walls, a painting of some buildings. A desk and a television that looked like pause screen for a game. Upon further notice a PS4 sat on his desk. Below me a very clean green rug sat.

"Do you like that rug?" He asked nodding his head towards it.

"Not sure." I grunted in response annoyed by his question.

"Well I like it." He responded sighing staring at it.

I secretly made plans to destroy this rug now. Looking back at the tv I asked "What game?"

"You woke up in the middle of a match." He grumbled annoyed and I asked "Just pause it."

His eyes suddenly blazed with absolute hatred and anger. He clenched his teeth and hissed "You can't."

"Really, bec-" I got cut short by Mike's fist that connected with my nose.

"Your joking!" I cried out in pain "I've broken it like 3 times! It's never going to get healed."

Mike growled turning off the PS4 and sitting in a desk. He sighed and flashbacks of my friend and I fired in my brain. Those dumb parties I went to, the jealousy I felt, hitting at the pitching machines, and his easy going grin. He cared about me, and now he totally doesn't. I choked back a sob and looked down. Mike noticed and his sneer softened. Maybe he isn't as bad as I thought.

"We were friends." I whispered testing the words on my lips. It no longer sounded genuine, and I held a steady gaze on him.

"Were is the key word." He eased out then he started to say "Ben it was all-" then Jawa walked into the room. A grin splayed on his lips, and I looked at him fiercely.

"Ben." He growled walking forward and landing a punch on my face. I held back the cry in pain and spit on him.

"Unfortunately we had this planned for a long time." He said nodding his head his eyes smiling. My eyes narrowed and I asked "Before I got there?"

"No. After Operational Bed Bug." He responded and I remembered that day.

I accidentally fired a live round at the principal's office. Then before I left Spy School I overheard Jawa talking.

"Yes! Yellowstone is perfect!" He cried out, someone shushing him. Then their voices dimming, and I got ushered out.

"Anyway, upon Erica's escape we need to track her down." With that he faced me, but didn't say anything. Mike couldn't help but break out laughing. I personally have no idea what the heck is going on.

"First, we need to anger you." Mike said gesturing to Chip who walked in. I swallowed hard upon seeing my 'Friend.' I knew his strength and I rubbed my broken nose.

"One other thing, Mike." Jawa whispered tilting his head in Mike's direction.

"Make him appear human. Turn off the healing tuner too." Jawa told him and Mike nodded his head agreeing.

"It won't be happy though. Likes it's warriors to be immune to anything." Chip grumbled crossing his arms. I simply faced whoever spoke and didn't give a fight. I listened acting like I wasn't there. Actually doing an okay job at spying, for once.

"He- it doesn't have a choice." Jawa growled back and I got my first clue. The 'it' is a dude.

Erica

They actually managed to hit me, they have the aim of a stormtrooper. Yes, I do watch Star Wars, I'm not that icy. Unfortunately it's still lodged in my stomach. Currently I'm still in Yellowstone, hiding in the forest. Sure, I could ask for help but you don't know who's bad. The other option being get out of Yellowstone. I don't think I could walk that far. I don't get injured and this hurts.

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I managed to scavenge some berries and two rabbits. Creating a fire would be like a beacon, drawing them to my location. However, based on the chatter on my right I'm right next to a camp. So I started one, my teeth chattering.

I attempted to run my hands through my hair but couldn't even do that. Looking down at my skin, it's filthy, and scraped. My clothes showing skin, and around my stomach red with blood.

"Erica Hale." A voice cooly called out. I recognized that voice and goosebumps appeared on my skin.

Turning around stood Joshua. Anger filled my chest and I shakily stood. Fists raised ready to fight this traitor.

"Calm down, you won't be able to beat me." He chuckled his piercing green eyes glowing.

My eyes lingered on his hook hand and mechanical leg. His smile turned to a pout face "Fine, try your luck." He shrugged pulling a gun and leveling it on my head. I lunged, he fired I swiveled right, his bullet missing. He fired again I spun left. Releasing a high kick, he caught it. I yanked it out of his grasp and used my heel to hit him in the side. He grunted but attempted to punch my face. I blocked and sent a fist of my own. He caught it and Sparta kicked me in the stomach.

I got launched backwards and cried out in pain. Joshua stood over me laughing. My body buzzed with absolute pain but I ignored it. I swung my feet knocking him to the ground. Launched myself forward and holding his arms in place. His face turned red and I grunted in annoyance.

"You got me." He shrugged casually as he tapped the ground with his arm, a surrender. I released him and he rubbed his side.

"What do you want?" I asked clutching my stomach and rocking.

"I want an alliance." He responded smiling wide his teeth sparkling in the dark.