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Ross Lynch

"Hey everybody!" I greeted the once happy friends of mine, who now seemed like a kitten had died. "What's up?"

They exchanged glances, then Casey spoke up. "Athena's missing, she disappeared after you were gone"

Sierra, the most panic stricken out of the four nibbled on her nails, saying more words with just her eyes rather than her mouth.

"Did she leave anything behind?" I asked.

"Her phone only" Rocky handed it to me, and I unlocked it, going straight to her messages. She had been bombarded with messages from them all on the group chat, and when I opened it, I saw she had a message prepared to send to us.

"Dear Friends," I started to read, my voice echoing in the now empty ice rink. "If you're reading this, I have gone. You may be asking why I didn't open up to anybody but that would cost lives, and the only life that should cost here is mine since I'm at work. I'm not your regular 19 year old girl, which explains how I act sometimes. For the last 3 years, I've been part of the espionage team at F.A.S.T. Feel free to call the number David, he will explain everything as long as you solve one of my favourite riddles. If I never see you guys again, I just want to say that, I love you all dearly. You all individually made me feel the happy, jittery self I should have always felt. Love you guys."

We all stood in silence, absorbing what may have just been her final words to us.

"You're so lucky, dude" Riker said. "She's beautiful not only outside but inside too"

I nodded. "Thank you"

"So like us, she's a spy?" Rocky asked.

I inhaled slowly. "Yes. Like us, she's a spy. Only we weren't her target-"

"Shit, shit, FUCK!" Sierra stomped her foot then grabbed me by the bicep, dragging me away.

She pulled me all the way to the dorms, to the telephone to be precise. I watched her dial a number. "It's him, I know it. She took the notebooks to her room from mine; she was never on your case, she was on his"

"And now?"

"He said he would kill anybody who dared cross his path" she sighed. "So....I don't know"

Athena Carmichael

I passed out in the first 30 minutes of my journey, in which clearly I got changed out of my clothes and handcuffed. I was still in the car, which was stopped.

The door on my side opened, and an Albino-looking guy pulled me out and swung me over his shoulder. Another carried my clothes. When I tried to speak, I realised I was also gagged.

We walked into a large mansion, looking all kinds of expensive. The type where your parents would tell you to not even breathe on anything in case you broke it. How I miss my family. I sometimes wish I got picked up from work the night I got taken by David, but then I wouldn't have met my friends.

I was lead to a fancy meeting room, where the guy sat me on the table then removed the handcuffs and placed my clothes beside me. I had been changed into nothing but a black tank and some leggings, so immediately I pulled Ross' jersey over me and slipped my Vans back on.

"How was your journey?" A voice spoke. I looked over, a slim man in a suit standing by the door. He had the brown hair and piercing green eyes, just like Sierra does.

"Fine" I replied as he walked to me.

"Lovely. I'm Mr Parks" he gave me his hand, which I shook. He, in this case, kissed mine. "And you must be Miss Athena Carmichael. Or should I say Lynch?"

"I'm not married to Ross" I blurted, and he noticed I didn't mean to mention him. He smirked.

"You sure do act like it, but I'm not here to talk about your personal affairs, although you do have the tendency to speak and get into mine" he paced the room. "Do you know why you're here?"

"You sound like a headmaster"

He smiled at his feet. "I enjoy your sense of humour"

I gave him a fake courtesy then glared at him. "Can I go now? You know what I'm doing, cool"

I tried to not let it show how he was intimidating me. He walked until we were face to face.

"Not quite yet, Miss Carmichael. We have a lot to talk about." He blinked, and then his hand placed itself around my neck. "And then I may just keep you for myself"

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