Olivia’s POV
The two stared dumbfounded and I used that time to wiggle my way out of the ropes. Without thinking twice, using my body strength, I broke the chair in half. I grabbed Jason by the neck and pushed the chair take into his kidney. He cried out in pain and stiffened in my grip. This was finally starting to get interesting.
“Now it’s your turn to answer some question, otherwise I will push this stake into your brother. What did you inject into me?”
“I don’t know the scientific name for it but we call it the anti Cobra drug”
“What?”
“You were on Cobra territory, it was only right we try to clean you”
“The Cobra’s haven’t been drugging their agents for over ten years. I made sure I put a stop to that. How long have you guys been on desk duty? The world is not the same anymore. The agencies are not the same anymore”
I pushed the chair piece harder into Jason’s back, making Jeremy move towards us. I narrowed my eyes at him and he backed off slightly. This was not going the way I had hoped. They had no idea who I was and I’m very deeply disturbed that my identity was in fact a real person.
“Where am I?”
“With the resistance”
“What?”
I pushed Jason away from me, angrily throwing the stake across the room. My head hurt and I slid down to the ground. It seems the anti cobra drug was working. Even though I only had one dose recently, the effects were a lot worse than when I was a kid. I needed a phone. I needed to speak to someone who made sense. I needed to make sure that J was still alive. I needed to make sure that they really didn’t capture Jonathan. I fucking hated feeling like this. I should have stayed on the drug. My life was easier that way. It was a while before one of the brother finally spoke up.
“Who are you?”
“I don’t know which name to give you. I don’t even know anymore”
“Who do you work for then?”
“I can’t answer that one either”
“Can you at least tell us why you were enrolled under one of our agents”
“I was currently on a mission for the Red Hawks. The Cobra’s leader’s son goes there. It wasn’t meant to go this way. I bet Jonathan fucked up on his side. I leave for six years and everything just goes down the drain. 621 doesn’t even have the same scare anymore”
“Oli?”
My head snapped around glaring at the boy who dared speak my name. Jeremy looked confused and surprised. I guess I must have had a meeting with these guys in the memories I have lost.
“Olivia?”
The room flooded with silence and it was my turn to look confused and surprised. In walked the most beautiful man I have ever met. There was a loud thud, as the bags he was holding dropped to the floor. He looked between the brothers and then over to me. I stood up from the floor and moved towards him. He seemed so familiar. Have we met before? Have I been here before? Now that I think about it, the house a vibe to it, a homely sort of vibe. Ignoring everyone for a bit, I did a quick twirl of them room. The way the pictures stood on top of the fireplace, the way the flowers were arranged int he kitchen and even the way the curtains were drawn. It felt like I was finally home.
I stared at the man in front of me again, almost giving him a heart attack, when I pressed my plan to his face. He hasn’t shaved in a couple of days and he had the same colour eyes as me, almost reminding me of mum. Frowning, I turned around again, fully examining the house again. They were all little habits I had picked up from mum. I wake towards the fireplace and realigned the photo frames. The flowers came apart in my fingers and I pulled open a closed curtain, watching how they hung. Suddenly it hit me like a ten tonne brick. I knew where I was.
“Dad"
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2 Years Ago………
I looked at Mels like she had completely lost her goddam mind. We have been out and about for almost four years. Well technically I have been out and about and she comes and sees me whenever she can get away forms eh Cobras or her fathers bodyguards. But what she was suggesting what absolutely nuts.
“Nuh, not doing it. I’m a Cobra agent with Robot training and you want me to find the bogeyman. No thank you”
“I’m serious Oli. They can be some help in our fight against the agencies”
“They’re not real Mels, just an old story to scare little Cobra children. I’m not going to run into thin air with my knife. Just stop talking about it before I get angry”
“I’m a resistance member Olivia and I can take you to them”
“I said stop talking about it Rosalina. Ah look at that you’ve made me swear. Get lost”
I threw a knife just above her head, causing her to squeal and scramble out of my hut. It wasn’t pleasant living like this but I was on the run and the price on my head was high. But they were stupid and they didn’t bother looking right under their noses. As I was sure Mels was gone, I brushed myself off and headed home. Even before I flicked on the lights, I knew something wasn’t right. Was the room was flooded with light, I saw that someone had trashed my place.
Groaning, I started to turn my furniture the right way around. I was however not expecting them to still be in my place. After picked up my magazines off the floor, I turned to see two all black figures standing in front of me. I haven’t had action in so long, that I might actually enjoy being on the field again. They attacked me first, and I dodged easily. One of them landed a few good punches but I could see their patterns quite easily. But as I thought I had them, I was currently pinning one down while the other was knocked uncoiscus in the corner, I felt the prick of a needle and ray eyes rolled into the back of my head.
When I woke up, I was attached to a beeping machine, my arms and legs attached to the bed, like some lunatic in a looney bin. I was however not expecting the person sitting next to me. There she was sitting next to me like nothing had ever happened.
“I did try and tell you. Too bad we had to use extreme measures to bring you here”
“How long have I been out? Why am I attached to a machine? What’s being pumped into me? How did you know where I lived? Where am I?”
“Slow down Sherlock. You’ve been out for the past two weeks. We call this the Anti-Cobra drug. I can’t answer the last two”
“I can”
I looked dup to find another face I was expecting. He looked beat up and I instantly felt regret. It was him and his brother at my place. That’s why they were able to get in.
“Why?”
“You’ve been on the run for four years Oli. Honestly you were making me and Mels very tired trying to keep up with you. Beside’s there was someone who’s been looking for you for a very long time”
The door opened wider and the most beautiful man stood in front of me. He stepped closer to the bed, a huge smile on his face. I grew angry and he stepped back from the bed, almost in fear. Why was no answering my question.
“Where the hell am I?”
I almost growled out the answer, causing everyone who now in the room, to flinch. I starting wiggling my wrists’ ready to break free.
“Calm down Olivia, we are not here to hurt you. I promise”
“How do you know that name?”
“I know it because I’m your father"
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I helped the boys clean up the chair I had broken, before landing in the kitchen where Thomas was unpacking the bags he bought in. He clean and made me a sandwich, sliding it across the kitchen bench.
“Where have you been?”
“Can’t tell you”
“Have you gone back to them then?”
“No I seriously can’t tell you. I was in a coma for six weeks, someone had injected a very careful memory drug into me. I don’t remember anything from the past two years”
“Than how did you know who I was?”
“The way the house was arranged. It would only be somethings I would do if I was in my own home. Plus mum always talked about you”
“She did? Well that’s the first I’ve ever heard. What about Steph and Jonah?”
“I think Jackson is starting to catch onto our leaks”
“Hmmm”
I looked down at the sandwich in front of me. I had totally picked it apart. I slid it back to Thomas who mad an inhumane noise before clearly the plate.
“So what do you plan to do with me?”
“I guess you should talk to Jeremy first. He’s been waiting for you to come back to base for six years”
“Why would he be waiting?”
“That’s for him to answer not me. I won’t get in-between you two again. I still remember what happened to me last time”
I watched him shudder as he exited the kitchen. What happened last time? Why had he been waiting for six years for me? Shrugging ti off for a moment, I went to find where they had kept my stuff. Jason told me they had to get rid of my phone, just in case anyone trace dit here but he gave me a burner instead. Frowning, I punched in the only number I could ever remember. I heard the ringing and he finally answered.
“Hello?”
“J, Jesus you almost gave me a heart attack”
“Why are you calling me?”
“You didn’t pick up the phone last time and I was certain someone had gotten to you”
“But why are you calling me when we can just talk in person”
“I don’t get what you mean”
“Turn around Oli”
I turned around, the burner dropping from my phone. For a moment I heard Jason groan in the back of my head, as I heard the phone break as it hit the ground. This can’t be.
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