Blake
"She should have been back by now!" I paced around the hall. 11 had been out there for two days! The mission should have only taken an hour or two. "You don't think she was taken prisoner, right?" I looked desperately at the others. "Blake, I'm sure she's fine. It's 11, after all. Any moment, she'll walk in here and tease you for worrying so much." Lucy's words of comfort were rare, but I couldn't push aside the feeling that something was wrong. Around midnight, I have woken up in a panic, fear and pain rushing through me for no reason. I had made us all show up here at four in the morning for a private meeting, because I couldn't stand not trying to help my 11 in some way. Still, I knew something was wrong. I suddenly realized I had started biting the inside of my cheek, a sort of nervous habit. "Blake. Look at me." I glanced over at Michael, who was the calmest out of all of us. "Even if something goes wrong, she's a resourceful agent. You'll see her again very soon, okay?" I slowly nodded, the panic and concern calmed.
'11 will be fine.'
I repeated that thought in my head like a chant, willing it to be true. Suddenly, I heard the scrape of someone pushing open the heavy golden door. I whirled around, my gaze landing on her, the girl I had been worrying about since she left.
Agent 11.
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Agent 11
AdventureIt was supposed to be just another day. When Agent 11 set out on a very special mission, she had absolutely no idea what was about to happen. In a terrible combination of fear, feelings, and excitement, the fight between the two sides, Allegiance an...
