I•C•E// r.s.l.❣

2.2

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Ross Lynch

A siren went off and it instantly made me release the beer bottle I was ready to chug down. Alcohol seemed to numb the pain, temporarily. But it wasn't going to do me any good right now, as I hadn't even taken the first swig.

I dropped everything and left my room, thinking it was a drill. But in the drills, the lights turn red. It was a security breach.

"Hurry up!" I rushed fellow spies into the underground base, following last behind them. David was already stood at the front, everybody's attention on him. I sat down on the first bunk I found empty.

"As some of you may be aware, Athena Carmichael is my daughter." He spoke into absolute silence. Just the sound of her name had the power to make my stomach drop. "Today, my daughter took up a suicide mission, and it was with a heavy heart that I let her go. Instead of so, she was kidnapped by British execution organisation I.C.E. who has also hacked our network and has data on everybody in this room. As of now, the compound is in total lockdown."

Not a pin drop was heard. "You will be allowed 30 minutes to collect your belongings and return here for the rest of the night. Everyday, you will be allowed 3 hours outside, and once you're out, you're not coming back inside until the next day. Extreme times call for extreme measures, and this is one of them. You have 30 minutes."

As people hurried out, Casey and the others ran to me. "What's the plan?"

"What?"

"We're not just going to let her die." Sierra protested.

"David will never cover us." I shrugged.

"Worth the shot." Riker said. I hesitated for a second, but then walked confidently to David. He looked at me.

"We're going to rescue Athena. I have rounded up a team and we need cover from F.A.S.T.. We also have an active plan for her rescue." I addressed the situation. "If you refuse to cover us, just know that we will continue regardless."

He hesitated for a brief moment, then sighed. "Collect your weapons and meet here as soon as possible. We'll cover you."

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Athena Carmichael

"It was quite literally like stealing candy from a baby. Nobody asked any questions, I just had to say that I was coming to pick you up." He was overjoyed by his triumph. "You look different with long hair. Hotter."

"Shut up. And of course they wouldn't notice it, they're in tears as I was meant to be going on a suicide mission due to you guys." I allowed him to tie my hands behind the chair I was sat on. A second guy appeared to tie my legs. "If you uncross my legs, I will kick you in the face."

He backed away, and Matt pushed past him, pulling a chair with him. He sat directly opposite me, his hands now caressing my upper legs. I glared at him. "You're tense."

"I'm not exactly going to be relaxed before I get killed, am I?"

"You're safe with me, for now. I can't guarantee that I won't untie you and have my way with you-"
I swung my leg over his and hit him across the face; kind of like in a scissor roll motion. It took him a couple of seconds to fully process, but he responded quickly, slapping me back. "You aren't helping yourself."

"Piss off."

We were inside a big, damp warehouse that screamed disease if you even dared to touch a banister or door handle. With me were two armed men, and Matthew.

However, it wasn't long until the two large doors opposite me, many feet away, opened to reveal another man. He walked with confidence, and I couldn't get over how familiar he looked.

"It's lovely to see you, Miss Carmichael." He dismissed Matthew once close enough, and pulled the chair opposite me, taking a seat. "Are you okay? Thirsty?"

"Yes."

A glass of water was handed to me and he helped provide me with the water. "Thanks."

"Don't want your throat to get dry whilst we talk." He smiled. "What would you like to speak about first?"

"Why am I here?"

He released a dry, cold chuckle. "That's a boring question which you already have the answer for. Let's go into a more interesting topic."

"Like?"

Hate flashed in his eyes. "David."