"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄, 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐒. 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄." "𝐈 𝐃𝐎. 𝐈 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔." ............................................................................................................................................ "𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍, 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍?" "𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓, 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍." ............................................................................................................................................ "𝐖𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐖𝐄'𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐓, 𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘." "𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐅 𝐖𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒, 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍, 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍?" ............................................................................................................................................ Cassandra Castellan is everything Perseus Jackson isn't -- confident, beautiful, alone. And frankly, Cassie is fine with that (or so she tells herself). She and Luke are gonna rule the world some day, and whenever the son of Poseidon's eyes always seem to be on her won't interfere with that, right? For a moment, Cassie dared to dream that she and Percy could be friends, then Luke's betrayal devastated camp, and her life crumbled. She thought whatever she and Percy had would fizzle out. Opposite sides of a war were hardly makings for a love story. She was wrong.

Hello there again! This is now my 2nd Wattpad story, which is the sequel to Agent 38: In The Making. If you haven't read it yet, please do go ahead and read it because if you don't this won't make much sense. (Disclaimer: No art or characters belong to me unless I say so.) On to the description! The mighty Agent 8 has been captured and sanitized. Agent 3, however, thinks she's dead. When Three finds out she's been sanitized this whole time, he will stop at nothing to get her back. But... she doesn't remember him. Not in the slightest. What happens when distance grows between the two and Eight falls further into the clutches of her own mind? Mystery, murder, romance, and plot twists. Let's get started. (Total word count: 110,385 as of Chapter 43)