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Agent B's point of view

"Can I ask you a question?"

"No."

"I'm asking it anyways," Calum said and I rolled my eyes. "The uh the chip, what is it for exactly?" He asked me and I looked st him.

"It controls my emotions so I'm not mad for a long period of time and I'm not sad. It keeps emotions from being extreme, and when it surpasses the highest level the chip will allow, I can black out anywhere from half an hour to two." I said and he nodded.

"Do you have anymore?" He asked me and I shrugged.

"Not that I know of. My hearing, vision, and other senses are a bit more heightened than a normal person so maybe that has something to do with it." I told him and he nodded.

"Do you remember when they put the-the chip into your head?" He asked me and I nodded. "Did it hurt?" He questioned further.

"Too many questions," I said and he nodded. "But um, I remember it. I was put on anesthesia and after that, I fell asleep during the surgery. I went to sleep without it and woke up with it." I told him.

"Oh, I see." He said and rubbed his arm. "Does your family know about it? Do they know about your job?"

"I killed my parents." I said blatantly and he looked at me surprised. "They were against me and... and they were bad people. I had to kill them."

"That's harsh." Someone said and I jumped up, looking at the stairs. I saw that one girl, Rachael, and she held her hands up. "What made them bad people?"

"They helped inmates escape." I snarled, not entirely fond of the girl and the 'liar' tone she had. Like she knew I was lying but I wasn't. "They even robbed a band before. It was my first mission."

"How fast did you pull the trigger?" She asked me and Calum butt in.

"Rach-"

"I saw them and I shot." I said, straightening my posture. "I didn't even think, I just lit them up and whoever else was in the room." I told her.

"What about your siblings? Kill them too?" Rachael asked. "Did your sister overdose?"

"Rachael! Le-"

"My younger brother killed himself." I told her, practically nose to nose with her again. "My older brother was killed because someone was trying to get to me."

"Did you have to kill your first boyfriend?"

"I never had a boyfriend." I said, narrowing my eyed at her. She was really getting on my nerves.

"Pretty pathetic don't you think?"

"Not really considering I'm Lesbian." I told her and she rose her eyebrow at me. "Leave me the fuck alone or I will tie you up and have fun amputating various parts of your body." I growled at her, totally fed up with her.

"You're sick." She spat and I held my knife against her neck. "Swipe it, I dare you." She said but before I could, Calum was pulling us away from each other.

"Rachael, that's enough." Calum said and I spun my knife in my hand. "Go somewhere we're not because if you dont, I'm certain you're probably going to die." He said and Rachael scoffed.

"As if."

Calum narrowed his eyes at her and she huffed. "I'll be with Mikey and Ash." She said and turned her back on us, walking upstairs.

"What the fuck?" Someone yelled and I ran upstairs, bumping past the girl. "Agent! Agent!" He yelled and or ran to Luke's room.

"He's fucking showering," Calum yelled but I didn't stop because I've seen so many peole nude, I don't even care at this point.

"Go to Michael's room, now." I said to Calum and he ran into Michael's room, shutting the door.

I kicked his bedroom door open and Luke only had a towel around his waist as someone held a knife against his throat. "You have five seconds to let him go or so help me," I said and held my gun up at him.

Luke held his towel up and groaned. "I just wanted to-"

"Shut up." The two of us yelled at the blond boy, who froze and immediately shut up.

"Step closer and I'll slit his throat." The man spoke and I chuckled lowly, a little too confident given the current situation.

I shot his foot and he dropped the knife, too consumed in his pain to continue holding Luke. A rookie mistake.

"Go to Michael's room, now Hemmings or so god help me." I said and he immediately left the room, holding the towel around his waist.

I shot the man a few more times in the chest and then one more bullet went into his head. I smirked to myself and immediately turned around, holding my gun up high.

I walked around the house, making sure no one else was here uninvitedly. Once I made sure, I opened Michael's door and looked at the four.

"All," I stopped myself and chuckled, knowing someone was behind me. "Clear." I said through grit teeth, swinging my elbow behind me and slamming my knee into the man's side.

He fell to the floor with a loud 'thud' and I grunted in pain as the throwing knife in his fingers went through my leg. I shot the man a couple of times and then held my leg.

"Fuck," I said as the blood soaked through my jeans. "Clear." I repeated and limped downstairs.

"I'll call clean up again." Ashton said and I went to the kitchen. I looked through the cabinets and then grabbed the first aid kit.

I quickly grabbed the gauze, the disinfectant, and a few napkins. I sat down on the kitchen floor and then took the handle into my shaking hand. I grit my teeth and then yanked it out, gasping in pain as I tossed the knife on the floor.

I took my jeans off before looking at the rather large cut. I took a corner of my leather jacket into my mouth and poured disinfectant into a napkin. I quickly cleaned the cut, biting into the jacket as I did so.

"Agent, are you okay?" I heard Michael ask and I looked at him. "Do you need help?" He asked me.

"Throw these out." I said and took my shoes off, kicking the jeans off. He grabbed them and I continued to disinfect the cut.

I squeezed my eyes shut and took a few breath. "What was on that knife?" I practically growled as I looked at my wound. I was in too much pain to have been a plain knife.

I wrapped the gauze around my leg and then tied the end a bit. I stood up and Calum held out a pair of his own shorts for me to wear. "Tight clothes is not an option." He said to me and I chuckled.

"I'm fine." I said and stood up, not putting pressure on my completely numb leg. "Why is it numb? It's a cut," I and took a deep breath. "Fuck," I said as I took shallow, rapid breaths, my other leg feeling a bit numb aswell.

"What's wrong?" Calum asked and I held on to the wall, my nails scratching against it. "What's going on? What-What-"

"Listen to me," I said and he nodded. "There-There is a bag in my room, under my bed. Bring it to me, now." I said and he ran upstairs.

I slid down the wall, and let my head rest against the wall as I attempted to even my breathing out. I can't believe they used wolfsbane on me.

"What's wrong? Little agent can't take a stab wound?" Rachael taunted and I flipped her off as I looked at my cut.

"I don't think she's pretending," Luke said, actually wearing clothes now. I closed my eyes and then I heard a thump by my side.

"I got it. What do I do?" Calum asked quickly and I looked at him. My vision was messed up, everything a bit blurry and out of focus.

"W-Wolfsbane," I gasped and he unzipped it quickly. He took the needle and I pointed to my neck.

"I have to put this in your neck? I can't do that." He panicked and I closed my eyes. "Agent, I-I-"

"Give me the damn thing." I heard someone say and I felt the needle poke into my skin before it was being injected into me.

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Calum's point of view

I watched as Rachael emptied the needle into Agent B and then took it off, putting a band-aid on it right after. I ran a hand through my hair and Ashton laughed.

"What the fuck just happened?"

"The knife must have had aconite poisoning on it," Rachael said. "Wolfsbane since it used to be used to kill wolves, dogs, and things such as." She explained, shaking us the labeled needle.

"Effects are that instant?" Michael asked and she nodded.

"It starts with the area numbing, and it can cause the heart to have irregular pulses, impaired vision is a side effect aswell. It's lethal." She told us and stood up. "I guess she wasn't faking."

"Why would she fake it?" I asked her and Rachael shrugged, putting the empty needle into the case before zipping it up. "Luke, go put that away please. It belongs under her bed."

"I'm not going alone." He said and Rachael said she'd go with him. The two put the case away and I picked up Agent B, who had gone unconscious.

"Are you gonna out her on the couch?" Michael asked, grimacing a bit. "She's a bit bloody."

"I know, but I don't want to change her. I think she'll kill me if I do." I said and they agreed with me.

"At least she talks with you. You two are closest." Ashton said and I shrugged. "Clean up are on their way."

"I'm a girl, I'll change her quickly." Rachael said as she came back. "Come on." She said and I took Agent B to her room.

"Close your eyes, hold her up." Rachael said and I closed the door before doing as she said.

"You couldn't give her the antidote eh?" Rachael asked and a guilty feeling set in my chest. "Why not? Too scared of hurting her?"

"I was afraid I'd fuck up and then it's be my fault she died. I-I can't have that weight on my shoulders again." I said as the closet door opened.

"You know Savanna would have given her life up for you no matter what. She loved you guys more than she loved travelling. Her favorite mission she would tell me." She told me and I sighed.

"Please," I said, quietly begging her to not talk about it. "Is she gonna be okay? Will the antidote work?" I asked her.

"She should be fine." Rachael told me and I nodded. "Let's get her out of this jacket and shit. You can look now."

I opened my eyed anf Agent B was in a pair of loose pajama shorts. Rachael took her jacket and bloody shirt off, but I stopped her before she pulled a loose shirt over her.

"Wait," I said and looked at her back. Scars and cuts and burn marks littered her skin and I looked at them wide eyed.

"Come on Calum," Rachael said and put a shirt over Agent B. "Lay her down, let her rest." She told me and I nodded.

I carefully laid her down on her bed and then I looked and Rachael. "Throw these out." I said, grabbing the bloody clothes. "They're no good. Well just order in some new ones for her."

"Sounds like a plan." She said and took the clothes from me. She went downstairs and I glanced at Agent B.

What were all those marks? Where did they come from?