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“What do you mean?! What I got myself into? What about you? You betrayed Spy School, the United States and me! All I did was play a video game!” I practically shouted.

Erica’s expression hardened and I could tell she was getting fed up with me.

She produced a knife from her boot and for a second, I thought she was going to go psycho on me, so I screamed.

This provoked a sigh from Erica. She came towards me and started cutting away at my bonds.

“You may be a prisoner, but this room is prison enough.” She said.

I smiled gratefully. I was about to say something but when she was leaned in close to cut my bonds, she whispered,

“Cameras every corner. Listening devices. I did turn to evil with SPYDER, that's not a lie, but I won't let them hurt you.” With that, she cut the last bond.

Erica tucked the knife away and went and leaned against the metal table.

That little whisper shows that even when someone is potentially evil (I haven't fully accepted the fact that she betrayed the US) she still kind of cares for me and my well being, which is encouraging when you're kidnapped and no one knows where you are.

Erica’s eyes are standard icy, but without Josh or Murray here, they've softened a bit.

“I know there's a bunch of questions rattling around that tiny head. Ask away. You have two minutes.” Erica glared at me.

“Um… okay. Why did you betray the CIA?”

“I knew you were going to ask me that. Like what I said in the alley, shoulda taken the job. The CIA never respected the best spy they've had for a while. I was your freakin’ handler to a noob for at least three missions. Not that I blame you for anything. The CIA should have promoted me at some point.” Erica said disgusted.

“But they did promote you! That's why you were selected for this one!” I pointed out.

“Yeah, well, too late. At the start, I was going to do my actual mission, gather info on SPYDER, but then Josh showed up and messed it up. He convinced me to join up and he paid me a thousand just for me to consider it. I was already mad at the CIA so…” Erica shrugged.

“Just like that, you're going to kill innocent people with your plans?” I was shocked.

“I just help SPYDER with my intel on the government, academy, people and secrets. I don’t plan on doing the killing normally.” She quickly added that normally.

“So the note… alley meeting? I was just pansy again?” I was deflated. The whole reason I was accepted into Spy School was as bait and I desperately tried to prove my worth to the academy but mostly to Erica. This shows she was never fooled or impressed.

Erica looked down, “Look, I was never going to hurt you or let anyone else hurt you. And the note was Josh and his superiors’ idea. The alley thing was mostly scripted but I kind of used Cerney's Guide to Manipulating and using Weakness in the Field on you. I kind of used you because I knew you are a sucker for me.” My ears turn red at this.

“You used me!” I screamed angrily. Her expression hardened.

“Ben, I'm sorry, but this is business. If you can't handle this, maybe you shouldn't be a spy. But I feel bad for using you. Sorry.” I accepted her apology because I've never actually heard her apologize.

“So what's all this have to do with me?” Erica groaned.

“So you really don't know? Jesus. Ben, Alec, remember him? He was the academy’s best hacker. He graduated last year so they're looking for new talent. They chose you because of your math skills. That so called ‘video game’ was actually a test to see if you have what it takes and you passed. Now you and Johnson are working on a piece of code right now, correct?” I nodded, “Yeah well, Ben, the reason SPYDER is so worked up is because that's their code from a computer the CIA stole. Do you know about the capture?” I was confused,

“My capture?” Erica sighed once more.

“God, Ben, do you live under a rock? The whole reason I was sent on this mission is because the director of the CIA, John Tyson, was kidnapped! SPYDER made it known they have him, but no one knows where. That's where I should have come in, but oh well. Anyway, that code you have be deciphering may have info about the kidnapping; we're not sure. So there's two options: you tell us about what you found and how to destroy it or we kill you, Professor Johnson and have someone destroy the computer at Spy School.” I was alarmed about my pehapes death but I was more concerned about how Erica was referring to SPYDER as ‘we' and ‘we're’.

“I thought you said you won't let anyone hurt me!” I asked her, alarmed.

“To my best capabilities. Some stuff is brought upon themselves. Just tell Josh what you know and you'll be fine. I can't always protect you Ben. You've gotta figure that out one day.”

I frowned. “This is not the Erica I know. The Erica I know would protect anyone and not cause these catastrophes and the Erica I know would certainly not kill someone because they withdrew information.” Her eyes glazed over for a second and I could tell she was thinking of something else. Then she glared daggers at me,

“I am the ‘Erica you know’. For example, last year, with the CIA, I tortured a major terrorist leader to death because he wouldn’t tell us info and he brought it upon himself.”

“Erica! Just listen to yourself. You're justifying why you're doing this awful stuff! You’re trying to convince yourself, when you know, deep inside, it's wrong. You know you shouldn't be working with SPYDER.” I knew what she was trying to do. I heard Ashley Sparks try to do it.

“Shut up Ben.” she said dangerously calmly.

But I wouldn't, “You can't avoid your feelings! Trust your gut Erica!”

“Ben, I'm warning you. Be quite.” Her words were threatening and dangerous.

“I just can't believe how you could do this! What would your dad, grandfather or even mom say?” I just wouldn't stop. I should have.

“Ben,” Erica's words had venom in them, “I warned you.” With that, she surged forward and punched me right in the gut. Hard. Harder than before.

I gagged. “Sorry! Erica, I'm sorry! Please stop!” I begged.

“I warned you.” She growled and while I was on the ground doubling over, she kicked me in the ribs, making me cry.

“Stop!” I sobbed, “Please! Stop!” I don't know why but what I said sent her into deep fury. I could see it in her eyes when she was beating me up.

For good measure, as I was sobbing on the ground, she nailed me with an uppercut to the jaw and sent me sailing across the room. I thudded against the wall, making the pain almost unbearable. I felt myself blacking out and I uttered out, “SPYDER made you a monster.”

Just as black spots filled my vision, I saw Erica. Erica Hale. Not evil SPYDER Erica. Not monster Erica. But Erica Hale. The Erica Hale I know and love. She gasped at what she had done to me and ran over and called my name, trying to apologize. All I could feel was the pain. So much pain. I blacked out.