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EVIL's Revenge!
EVIL's Revenge!
Oh me! Oh my! Could it be?!!
YES! My dear spies, this is in fact the sequal to AYA Spies. I would like to thank all of you who partiipated. You are allowed to be the same spy, but what's this? You can make another charrie? Yes! New Story, and some new people. Friends or foes? Who knows! We must partake in another endeavor with our spies! It was decided that our charries would be umm, *looks at paper* 16! Ahahah! EVIL is back, and better than ever! They plan to acutally take over the world this time, and the plan is already in action!
DUN DUN DUN!!!!!! We are all drawn back together by someone you know getting brainwashed. WHOA THERE NELLY!! Go ahead and copy and paste your characters, and edit the slight variations, or the "IS THAT EVEN THE SAME PERSON?" edits. So go ahead and take a chance with fate! Why not? You've done it once before. So without any further ado,
LET THE GAMES BEGIN! *Lighting in background* HAHAHAHAHAAH!!!!!
Name: Madison Parks
Female
Former Agency/ies: AYA
Appearence: Medium height, dark brown hair the color of fudge. Brilliant blue eys. Light freckcles on her nose and under her eyes. Fair skin. Hair to her shoulders, usually in curls or in a high pony tail.
Personaltity: Quiet, and with a fire of determination in her eyes. Constantly on high alert, after the 'incident.' Skittish, but not with people she knows.
Curently doing: Living with Foster parents, but sadly not with Mason. They were split. Has two new foster sisters, and is studying to be a nurse. Like her friend, Embry. Calls Roselyn all the time.
Name: Mason Parks
Male
Former Agency/ies: AYA
Appearence: Has clean-cut milk chocolate hair. Military cut wise. Ocean blue eyes. Freckles on his nose, and no where else. Tall.
Personality: Doesn't talk much, not to anyone. A few of his closest friends are exceptions. He always hangs back at parties and things with people. Will not even try to attempt talking to a girl.
Curently doing: Living with a Foster family that consists of all boys, with the exception of the mother. The father is a drill sargent, and just Mason's luck. Because he wants to enlist ini the army.
So how have your characters changed?
submitted by Buggy
(July 25, 2015 - 3:57 pm)
(July 25, 2015 - 3:57 pm)
Oh, sorry. l thought that they were going back the old building,
(August 10, 2015 - 12:09 pm)
And, Katara is actually in the next building over and underground. A vent just carried her scream I suppose. Yay! I'm happy she will be free!
(August 10, 2015 - 12:34 pm)
That is fine Shadow. Maybe Marcia wasn't there? Maybe Mason said "AYA" instead of "Library?"
(August 10, 2015 - 12:58 pm)
I'M givin y'all something' ta post 'bout!
Katara~
I hear the rocks falling away and wake up. Strangely Familiar voices greet me and I squint, as if that could make me see them through the rubble. A hole appears after a few minutes and quickly enlarges, I stand up, facing the door. The air is noticeably more breathable. "Katara!! It's her!!!" I tilt me head. Madison?
No...I shake my head. It's all just a dream. Suddenly dust fills the room and i step back, coughing. The dust settles and I blink, staring at an older version of Mason. Oh my gosh. Then Madison and Marcia appears next to him. This is a dream. The dream that first drove me to insanity.
"No, no. This is all a dream."
"Katara? No, it's not. Are you okay?" Mason asks.
I shake my head. "No no. You don't say that!"
Marcia stares at me, aghast. "Katara? What happened to you?"
"No!" I step back. "Stop! You!!" I glare at Marcia. "Why don't you have a gun!? You shoot me! Don't talk!! SHOOT ME SO I CAN WAKE UP!!"
They all stare, horrified, and not doing what they are supposed to. "Katara! I am not going to shoot you!"
I step back again, clutching my head. "No, no. This is a dream! This is not supposed to be happening! Why am I not dead! I should be dead by now!!!" I fall to my knees, staring at the ground.
Suddenly a firm, strong hand grips my shoulder. Mason bends down, looking my in the eye. "Katara. This is not a dream. Feel my hand."
Suddenly I realize this isn't a dream. I can feel. I can feel fresh air pooling in through he openig amongst the rubble. I can feel Mason's hand on my shoulder. I can feel myself shaking with relief, and with all the pain I have endured.
"M-Mason?" I ask.
"It's me."
A tear falls down my cheek and I hug him, sobbing uncontrollably.
(August 11, 2015 - 3:14 pm)
Embry~
"Katara!" l run over to her. "Where have you been? What happened? Why are you here?" My words tumble over each other.
She looks thinner, paler. Her eyes are dull and listless. Katara doesn't answer any of my question, just crys, tear streaking over her dusty face.
"Y-y-you're here, really here. You've come f-f-for me-" She starts crying again. l haul her to her feet. My questions are burning inside of me.
"Katara." l say, softly. "We need to know what happened." She nods, then suddenly hugs me, crying even more. Cammwren rolls his eyes. He never did like this sort of thing.
"Mason," l say after Katara has stoped crying. "l think we should leave. The memories, you know." l indicate Katara. te l'm thinking that it will be too much for Katara, seeing us and all.
"Where were you, all these years?" Roselyn asks.
Katara takes a deep breath. "l-l was imprisoned, by theifs. It was hor-r-rible." She begains to cry again. l sign and then quite suddenly, footsteps, voices, people.
Katara goes pale. "They're here. They're coming after me."
.
(August 11, 2015 - 8:17 pm)
Katara~
I take a deep breath as my spy instinct turns on. "Okay. From the sound of it they are really close, meaning we don't have much time and this is a one way hallway. So... I will stay here while you hurry to hide behind rubble. I can play dead. I know I look the part."
they stare at me, obviously surprised, when Cammwren speaks up. I realize how different he looks. "Good plan. Now lets hurry please?"
I lay on the floor, preparing to take a heaping breath. My rescuers had covered me parshially in rocks. I hear the footsteps very close and draw my breath, preparing to hold it for as long as need be.
They check my pulse and everything, but it was apparently very weak, probably because of how long I was holding my breath. They left me, took me for dead enough, and I gasp for air, sitting up.
My pale, ghostly face appeared in front of me on the metal wall. I stare into my dull, blue eyes. What has happened? To me? I feel my insanity drifting back and shove it away, an eerie laugh all I let out. I'm hurt. I'm broken. I'm truly dead. There is no hope for me. I gulp. The headmaster's words return to me, "Be brave Katara."
I stand up as Embry enters, everyone else following behind, a newfound determination in my heart. They won't see. I won't let them know. I can handle the searing pain eating me alive. It truly is pain. Like a hacksaw slowly cutting my heart in half. Do I really think I can handle it? No. But I can believe I can.
(August 12, 2015 - 1:51 am)
Mason~
Alive. Katara. IS. Alive. Katara, is alive! I'm trying to sit still while people come to check Katara's moveless body. Please beileive, don't take her away. They leave and the rest of us emerge from the rubble. Following Embry we all walk into Katara's prison cell. I try not to gag at the thought that they treated Katara so horribly. Strethcing out my hand, I help Katara to her feet. Her dull eyes, seem to sparkle, and though her hair was very unruly it looked soft.
"We've got to get out of here!" Roselyn hisses. Madison and Marica nodd, "Rosie is right Mason, lets get out of here fast." Madison heads for the door and we all follow. Stelthily, we all round the corner. We keep doing that for a while, all of us keeping alert. Finally, we come to an area with three doors. One of them is slightly cracked open, and stairs climb up. We hear footsteps, and I shove everyone through the door. Reaching for a plank of wood lying on the ground I stick through the door handle as people come trying to barge through. It keeps them out, but it wasn't closed in time for a little ball to sneak in. We all jump back thinking it's a bomb, but after a few second nothing happens. Cammwren goes up and picks it up to examine it. A snap of electrity begins to buzz, and Cammwren's body begins to jerk. Falling back he knocks over Embry who was right behind him. She was now also being shocked, and fell, and hit Madison, who fell on Roselyn, who fell on Marcia, who was going to fall on Katara. I quickly pulled her out of the way, and watched as our friends began to consolve. Jumping down to Cammwren I look for an insulator. Not being able to find one, I pulled off my shirt. Embarssed, I quickly use it to pull the ball of electrity out of poor Cammwren's hands. "Why did you all have to stand like dominos?" I growl and smash the ball under my rubber shoe. Throwing my shirt back on, I felt my hair stand on end. I rush over to my fallen comrades, "Are you okay!?"
(August 12, 2015 - 12:25 pm)
Katara~
Any more physical pain and I would have broke. I owe Mason this one. Actually, I owe him a lot. I lead everyone silently through the abandoned tunnels, my days before insanity coming back to me. The stairs are hard, although i managed to maintain my upper body strength my legs are weak. I would have to work hard to regain my speed.
We sit in the van, and I stare, realizing how much I missed. I had books. I had a dummy to train with. Yes, I have knowledge, but I don't know how to drive. I feel anger rising and take a deep breath. "Where are we going?" I ask.
"AYA," Embry replies.
After that the car ride is silent. Except for the sound of my whimpers as Embry brushes oout my once beautiful hair.
I can't help but smile as a perfectly loose curl falls in front of my face.
(August 12, 2015 - 1:11 pm)
Roselyn feels much better around her friends :)
Roselyn~
"Are you Okay?" Mason asks.
"No," Marcia groans, sitting up.
"Ow. Look at my hair!" Maddi says, trying to keep our spirits up.
"Remind me never to touch mysterious balls again," Cammwren moans, and we are on our feet again. Katara struggles to climb the stairs and enter the van, and I suddenly felt exhausted. I fell asleep as Maddi drove and Embry brushed Katara's hair.
"We're hear!" Marcia practically yells in my ear.
"Mrph," I say, turning my head away from her. Sleep is my vacation from pain and the headaches of life.
(August 12, 2015 - 2:12 pm)
Embry~
"Roselyn, wake up." l say, shaking her by the shoulders. "Mrhp."
"Come on."
"Fine...." She sleepy opens her eyes. "l want to sleep......" Mason signs as he climbs out of the van. Marica and l push her out the door.
l catch Katara watching us. It was be strange, being locked away from humanity and your friends for so long, then finding them again and they don't even know you.
Because it seems like l don't even know her any more. She's changed, and l feel like l can't understand her any more.
"C'mon." l say to her, softly.
(August 13, 2015 - 8:49 pm)
Roselyn~
Embry finally forces a sleepy me and a weak Katara out of the car. We stand in front of the old AYA building, staring. Suddenly, I here the roar of an engine, and headlights flash from around the corner.
"Get down!" Mason commands, and we drop below view of the headlights. The car's tires squeal as they turn the corner and face us. The car swerves to a stop right behind Maddi's van, and I hold my breath, hoping that the shadows are enough cover. My chest is pressed against cold cement, and I can feel a pouch I have tied around my neck; a pouch with spy materials I used to use at AYA. My tracking devices! Slowly, I lift my head and gently slide a grey tracking device from my pouch. Like a chamillian, it changes color to match whatever surface you put it on. I throw with deadly accuracy, one of the few spy things I am good at. Flinging the tracking device at the car, I lift my head a little more, and then duck, as one of the doors opens.
(August 14, 2015 - 9:47 am)
Elisha~
There were some people in that room. I swear it.
Katara~
I feel utterly tired as I whisper, "Under the van." We all roll under the van and, of course, I get to be next to Marcia. I avert my eyes as the men walk past. We wait a few minutes before crawling out, sending Embry ahead to make sure no one was in the car. "Close call," Mason whispers in my ear. Literally in my ear. Too close for comfort.
~~~
I collapse on one of the few rooms that hasn't had its furniture raided. Us girls get one room, and the boys get another. I avoid the deadly mirror on the wall, feeling it calling to me. Come on Katara, you know you want to. Don't worry, you look ffiiinneee. I shudder and sit up, hugging my knees. "Are you hungry Katara?" Madison asks. I avoid her gaze and nod. "I'll get some Burger King or something."
I nod. "Just French fries please."
~~~~~
The boys join us in our room, so I decide to head to their room with my Fries. Too much noise. I'm used to the silence of my cell. I sit down at a desk, enjoying the French Fries when I look up. My reflection isn't distorted in the mirror. I can see myself in the mirror. The dull, blue eyes and the bland hair. I stare for a few moments more then send my fries flying across the room. I bury my head in my hands and take a deep breath, feeling the cold tears building up.
"U-uh...K-Katara?" I turn to Marcia. Had she been watching the whole time? "The showers work. There is hair stuff...we though you...er...might want to take a shower first. I nod and stand up, picking a fry off the ground and silently savoring the heavenly taste.
(August 14, 2015 - 6:38 pm)
TOP
(August 13, 2015 - 4:22 pm)
Hey, sorry I've been gone. My family's moving, so we are busy.
Marcia~
Back when we were still in AYA, I would have usually rushed out and pummled whoever was suspicious without a second thought. But now that I'm older, I try to keep my head in the right place. I lie on my face, my body pressed against the cold cement. We wait for the footsteps to move away before Mason gives us a signal to move closer to the car.
(August 14, 2015 - 8:20 pm)
l'm confused. Where are they now?
(August 16, 2015 - 5:45 pm)