Warning this is long, kind of corny and really really rough and for some reason it didn't want to format. Read at own risk!

So for fun I started to write a story it is kind of cheesy at parts and is really rough. I thought that writing this would be a fun on the side thing that I could do. I have been working on it here and there for about a month. It could possibly be turned into a short story, but I am not sure. Just remember that this was for fun and it is probably not very good. In fact I knew the writing isn’t anything amazing. Enjoy!


At first I didn’t even feel it. The small electric shock was nothing more than that of static. It wasn’t big enough to notice. Yet the second wave knocked me to the ground. I stayed there where I fell, on my hands and knees. I tensed, waiting for a third and even bigger jolt. As I knelt there panting, two feet stepped into my view. The boots were worn, yet they contained a style that suggested power. I knew the boots well. I had seen them many times before as they chased down rebels. Rebels like me.

Chapter 1
The weight of the package in my hands seemed to increase with each passing second. Only one more turn until my office and then I could relieve my arms of this burden. I was almost at a run when I reached the corner.
“Ow!” I yelped as I hit something and tumbled to the floor. Maybe I hit the wall; I really should pay more attention. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks as I laid there hoping that; first of all no one saw, and second of all that it was a wall that I ran into. A hand came into view. Dang it! No such luck on either account.
“I’m so sorry about that,” I heard as I was placed on my feet, “Are you okay?” I was just about to answer when I realized that I was no longer carrying the package. Oh no, oh no. I can’t have lost it. This can’t be happening.
“Are you okay?” Where is it? Where is my package? I am dead, absolutely dead without it. It wasn’t on the floor. Two firm hands grabbed my shoulders and turned me around. I stared into two emerald green pools.
“Are you okay?”
“ Ur… um… Yes. Yes I am”
“You sure?” He looked at me skeptically. I brushed my skirt off and straightened my jacket self-consciously.
“Yes I am sure. I just… I just dropped something.” My eyes scanned the floor at my feet once more.
“Oh” I watched as his face lit up with understanding. “How big was it?” I realized that his hands were still on my shoulders as he took one off and put it in his pocket. The other he left on my shoulder as if he thought that if he let go I would fall down again. Who does this guy think he is?
“Well, it is small and square, and is wrapped…”
“…In brown paper?” My blood chilled as he finished my sentence for me. My following answer was so quiet that he had to lean closer in order to hear.
“ Yes.” He chuckled as he leaned back and pulled the small ring box sized package from his pocket. My eyes widened in fear. Did he recognize it? Is that why he had pocketed it? Before I realized it, my hand shot out and snatched up the small object. He chuckled again at my reaction. I rotated the package in my hands. Everything looked all right. I sighed inwardly and turned to walk into my office.
“I‘m sorry that I scared you like that.” He called at my retreating back.
“That’s alright.” I mumbled without turning around to see if he had heard me. My hand reached the door knob which I turned quickly letting myself into my safe zone. I closed the door and leaned up against it. My eyes remained closed as I breathed, in and out, in and out, trying to slow and calm my panicked heart. Air, I needed air. My eyes flickered open as I slowly walked over to the window straight ahead of me. The button for the shades was warm against my cold fingers. I gently slid the pane of glass upward, and as soon as I did I could feel the cool breeze against my face. My hands searched for the arms of the chair behind me. I slid into it trying to let the cool breeze blow away my cares, and my fears. Yet paranoia won. I took a mental inventory of my fairly small office. First the bookshelf; everything seemed to be in order. My pictures were all there; my books still in alphabetical order. I moved to my desk. I put my hand on the top drawer handle. How silly of me to worry. I tried to calm myself. There really was no way that anyone could have found out. With a small sigh, I opened the drawer and drop the small package inside. Yet my nerves wouldn't calm. It wasn’t safe here; I had to leave, but where would I go. I walked back to my window and gazed out at the scenery.Out my window I could see the crystal lake below me. I had always loved my office. It was the furthest one built over the lake, which put me right in the middle of it all. The sensation that came with the view calmed me, or at least it used to. Now it made me anxious. I was the furthest from the shore. So many things could happen. I continued to stare out the window looking for anything out of the ordinary, but I found nothing.I jumped as the phone on my desk started singing.
“Hello, this is Rhea.”
“Did you get it?” I shuddered at the voice.
“ Yes, I just retrieved it.” There was silence on the other end.“Hello?” I heard a small click. My heart started to race again. I needed to leave, and it had to be now. Was someone listening to my conversation? Had I been cut off? I started gathering things into a bag. The package, a few books, all my pictures, my files; Was I forgetting anything? I did a quick look over my office, before opening the door and stepping out of it for the last time, hopefully.I tried to keep my pace casual as I walked down the long hallway. There is no need to alert anyone of my intensions. My footsteps seemed loud in my ears. They almost seemed to echo. My mind began to process the sound. There did seem to be some kind of echo, yet my foot fall didn’t match the sound. Someone had to be following. Why? It is okay, there are tons of people around they could just be going the same way as me. I could feel my palms becoming uncomfortably wet with a nervous sweat.I needed to find a reason to stop. Someway to turn around and see who was there. I slid the bracelet of my delicate wrist. One… Two… Three… I let the small projectile slide through my fingers as I tried to keep a natural swing to my arm. I stopped, I hoped not too abruptly, and slowly turned around. I told myself to stay focus on the bracelet until it was in my hands. I bent down to retrieve it. As I reach out for it, two feet stepped into view. I noted the army looking boots, they looked very worn. I could tell there was some kind of story behind them. I straightened my posture and found myself looking again into deep green eyes.
“Do you drop things often?” There was a smirk in his voice.
“No… I mean sometimes.” I can’t let him think that I am acting abnormally. Even though I am; I am losing my edge. This job is becoming way to stressful. I fidgeted uncomfortably."Well, I have to go" I started to walk away. Yet as I turned I felt his hand clasp my wrist and turn me to fact him once more.
"I don't believe I know your name?"
"I don't give out my name to strange men?" The smirk returned to his eyes.
"I wouldn't be strange if you got to know me better." He chuckled as he moved closer. The hair on the back of my neck stood up. DANGER, DANGER.
"I... I am sorry, but I really must go" I said as I wiggled my way out of his grip. I moved fast to avoid further interaction with this man. My heart pounded loudly in my chest as I reach the exit. I swung the door out in front of me and stepped outside not looking back.I knew that from that moment on that my life would no longer be easy. The storm was coming and it was going to be big. I felt as though I was being watched as I walked to my car. I shook the feeling off as I opened my door. I needed to focus now. I needed to keep my mind on the road. Just that narrow stretch of road in front of me.
Chapter 2
I sank into the chair that faced my bay window. I closed my eyes trying to replay the past few days. I had gone to the drop off spot to find it in shambles. The package was still in my possession. I knew that I shouldn’t open it, but I couldn’t stay away. I was drawn to it like a magnet. To solve the problem I had put it in a huge safe in the attic of my small beach house. Even though it was out of the way, I often caught my eyes wandering up to the ceiling as if they could bore hole through the safe and then the package would drop into my lap. How could something so small be so important to the plan?My mind began to drift to what had started all this commotion, and how I had gotten involved. I remembered that it had been right after I had bought this small beach house. Chase had helped me pick it out. He had always been a mentor to me. He had taught me the laws of the land and had gotten me the job at the governments Special Forces office. I didn’t know what my job was there at first and then I figured it out. I was a spy. To everyone else I was a secretary of sorts. Every week Chase would give me a new assignment, and each week I would complete it just to see the look of satisfaction in Chase’s eyes. His bright blue eyes shined with affection every time I did something right. I had grown accustom to it, I even began to crave it. Yet now, he was gone. I had no idea where he was or what I was to do now. I didn’t feel safe enough to go back to work, so I stayed here. In this secret house only used every once in a while. I had come here hoping that Chase would be here to greet me, but I had no such luck. I was staring at nothing now. I just look absentmindedly at the waves that pelted the shore below.The rhythm of the ocean brought peace to me, and I fought myself at the water’s edge moments later. With my shoes in my hands I walked into the water until in swirled around my ankles. After soaking in the feeling I returned to the soft sand. I sat down and curled my knees up to my chest. I hugged them for comfort. Oh Chase, where are you? I need you.The next thing I knew I was lifting my head off the sandy floor. It was dark, did I fall asleep outside? Suddenly fear strangled me. I fought it, but it was winning. It was crippling me. I slowly made my way back to the house. As I reached for the door knew I heard something in the bushes move. The fear was overwhelming. I practically fell through the doorway, only to be tackled all the way to the floor a second later.I never imagined that I could ever make such a sound, but the scream that burst out of my lungs was the most terrifying cry that I had ever heard. My scream was suddenly cut off by a hand.
“Rhea?” My eyes widened at my name and the sound of the voice that said it. The weight was suddenly off me and the lights flickered on a moment later. Chase stood at the switch, a look of total shock on his face. I was still trying to slow my pulse. I laid there panting on the cold hard wood floor. Chase closed the space between us in few steps and lifted me to my feet with ease.
“Where have you been?” He asked as his arms drew me near. I pushed away and looked up at him.
“Where have I been? I have been here for the past three days? Where have you been? He took my hand and led me to the couch in the next room. He sat down next to me keeping my hand in his.
“ I was at the drop off zone waiting for you, when they showed up. I barely got away, but not before they jolted me.” He lifted up his pant leg to reveal a large bloody gash. I recoiled slightly. “ I pulled their little machine out my leg, it was painful, but it was either that or get caught and I wasn’t going to let that happen.”
“Where did you go after that?”
“ I stayed away until it got dark and then I went back to wait for you, but you never showed up, so I…” I cut him off to correct him.
“ I went there and found the place in pieces, and then I came here. I have been waiting here, worried and frightened. I thought you had been caught or worse kil…” It was his turn to cut me off. He covered my mouth with his hand.“Shhh … You need to calm down. You were frightened? Really?” I nodded under his hand. “There was really no reason for you to be scared.” I removed his hand from my face.“You say that, but I have no idea what to do if something suddenly happens to you.” he shook his head at my panic.“You don’t think I am the head of this job do you? I guess you would have no other reason to believe anything otherwise, but listen I am not the boss in this. There are so many others involved. I never told you because… well I guess it was because, I was worried about your safety. I have you in a safe enviro…” I cut him off again.“Had.”“Had? What do you mean? What are you talking about?” his eyes searching my face for an answer.“I walked out yesterday.” I cringed waiting for him to blow up at me.“You walked out?”“Yeah.”“Did you tell anyone you were leaving?”“NO, No I just gathered up all the stuff that I could carry and walked away”“So no one saw you leave?” At this point he was gripping my shoulders with such force that it was cutting off circulation to my arms. I tried to pry his fingers off of me.“Ouch! Well, there might have been somebody”“What?” His face was white and his eyes glazed over in a combination of fear and shock, “Who saw you?”“I…I don’t know his name,” I pulled my legs up to my chest and hugged them for comfort, “I ran into him when I was getting the package. I accidentally dropped it he pocket it for a little while and then…” I was rambling on and Chase put up a hand to silence me. He sat for a while, still as stone. I wondered what kind of plan he was cooking up in that mystic little head of his.“Okay, you are going back.” It was a command, not a request.“WHAT?” My eyes were wide with horror, “I can’t go back; I just can’t. You don’t understand. What if I got caught? I thought you were worried about my safety?” He reached forward to comfort me, but I moved away from him. How could he put me in danger? Did he not realize how scared I was? Was I scared for no reason? No, there was a reason. Traitors if caught were killed. I would not be caught; I would not.“Listen, you were our eyes and ears. We need you in the center of it all.” His pleading eyes softened my resolve. “Please,” He made a big deal of the asking part, “Go back.”“I don’t know if I can. What if… What if that guy knows everything. I mean why did he pocket the package before helping me up and why did he follow me out of the building?”“We don’t know the answers to those questions; that is why we need you there more than ever.” I stood up and head to the window. I stared at the even beating of the ocean. Chase stayed on the couch and watch my back; waiting for my answer. I turned back to face him.“I will need to think about this, but not tonight. I will see you in the morning.” And with that I ended the conversation and walked toward the stairs. As I ascended I looked back at the couch. Chase was sitting forward with his face resting in his hands. He suddenly looked older and worn. I pulled my eyes away and walked to the end of the hallway where the door to the master bedroom stood ajar, waiting for me.After getting ready for the night, I jumped onto the bed and began reading, hoping that it would calm me and help me sleep. As I read my eyelids grew heavier, the book in my hand slipped from my fingers and fell to the floor. * * * “Please, please let me go, I swear I am innocent. I didn’t know what the package contained,” My eyes blurred with tears could still see his bright green eyes. I struggled as he gripped my wrists and dragged me down a lonely hallway. “Where are you taking me? Please. Please. Please.” My own sobs cut me off. I was too frightened to fight with my tears or this man.“I have been watching you for a while, you know,” He didn’t look back at me now, he only quickened his pace. “You are very well trained and you probably would have gotten away too, but you made the mistake of coming back. Thank you for making my job easier.” He laughed maniacally. The hallway seemed to go on forever. The long walk helped to clear my head. I need to fight back. So I started to pull at his fingers and twist in his grip. I turned and pulled as hard as I could until finally I broke free. As soon as I was free I was falling.“Ough!” I landed on the hard wood floor with a thump. I looked at the clock on the wall, 3:38 AM.“Urgh.” I picked myself off the floor. My skin was sticky with a nervous sweat. It was only a dream, it was only a dream. It had been so real. I worked on calming myself. I sucked in the cool morning air, realizing that I had left my window open I rushed to it. As I reached to pull the window pane down I glanced at the silent beach below. There on the shining sand stood a dark silhouette. I jumped back from the window. Was he looking at the house or the rolling tide? The moons glow didn’t cast enough light to tell the difference. I crept back to the window. My heart began pound as my eyes registered the fact that the figure was suddenly gone. Where had he gone and how could he have moved that fast?I jumped back onto the bed and threw the covers over me, like I had when I would hide from monsters as a young child. I felt alone and over my head. Why couldn’t my life be boring and normal. I would trade anything for that again. I had wished so hard for some adventure before Chase had come along. Yet now I realized that I had gotten an adventure alright, an adventure that would eventually get me killed if I wasn’t careful.I laid awake debating whether or not I should return to Nforce or not. The haunting nightmare kept me wanting to say no. If I returned I could be caught. My life could end. My mind drifted back to the strange figure outside my window. I peeked out from behind my soft shelter and scanned my dark room. Everything was in order, of course. What did I expect? They couldn't have found me that fast. Although it was only a matter of time before it happened, and when it did there would be no escape.Chapter 3"Oh, finally back are we." I jumped at the sound that came from my doorway. I looked up to see those green eyes again. This guy was really starting to annoy me. I quickly thought through the strategy that Chase and I had discussed. It was time for me to make a new friend. It is like the saying, "Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer." That was the plan. I stood up and walked around my desk to him. I held out my hand."Yes, I just need to have a little vacation time, and I don't think that we have been formally introduced, my name is Rhea. Yours is?" I gave him a wide smile as he took my hand.He had firm grip, of course I already knew this from our previous encounter."Pleased to truly meet you Rhea, I am Anders.""Pleased to meet you Anders. I am glad to finally know your name, since we are constantly running into one another." He gave a small wink at my comment.I almost thought I had imagined it."So, how about dinner Friday?""Wow, you don't waste anytime do you?" His smile appeared again."No I don't. If I see something I like then I go after it, no matter the impending defeat.""Well, I don't like to take such risks, so considering that the only things I know about you are that you follow women around the building and your name, I will have to pass." He forced a scowl upon his face. It made him look darker and evil. I didn't like it. I retreated back the my desk hoping that he would close the door behind him. To my dismay he didn't close the door as he left, he closed it as he came all the way into my office. I tried to ignore him at first, yet when he decided to sit on my desk I couldn't ignore him anymore. "Can I help you with something?" I tried to keep my tone light."Yes, you can accompany me to dinner on Friday.""I believe that I already said no.""Yeah, but I thought I would give you a second chance." He winked again, and then stood up. "Well if you change your mind, which you probably will, you now know who I am." With that disclaimer he left the room. I sank into my chair and let out a sigh of relief.