*waddles over awkwardly* Hi. Uhm... This is the second strange diary, below this little intro paragraph is a link to the first. Though, you're pretty smart- especially if you're reading this- so I'm sure you already figured that out. So, enjoy!
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Dear 2nd Strange diary,
You're not as good as the first one. I can't believe I lost it. UGHHHH this stinks. How am I supposed to relay my life story in a way that's convenient for me?!
Amy: Come on, Xura, cheer up.
Me: I can't! That's impossible. How can I cheer up when the record of my life story has disappeared?!
Amy: First of all, I bought you a new diary, and a whole new set of pens at the airport.
Me: What if I forget the name of a person? Or what I ate Saturday night? These are important things!
Amy: *sighs* I know, Xura. There is some important stuff in there, but we searched all night for it. It's gone.
I cried onto her shoulder and she made what appeared to be an attempt to hug me.
Amy: Hey! Maybe this diary could be like the climax!
Me: The climax?
Amy: Well, the first diary is the beginning. You introduced a lot of characters, a lot of your past, and how all this crazy mess started. Now, Strange Diary two can be all action-y and stuff.
I wiped away a tear and sniffled.
Me: You think so?
Amy: I know so. And I promise, I'll do whatever it takes to try and find your diary, okay?
Me: Okay... Thanks, Amy. You're my best friend.
Amy: Better than Heather?
Me: Ugh! Without question.
She laughed.
Amy: Thanks. You're mine too.
The plane began to land in Chicago. We walked out and already felt cold.
Amy: You should go meet with the client. I'll meet you there.
Me: Okay.
We took separate taxi's.
*sigh* normally, I would talk about my feelings of my thoughts here or whatever Amy is doing, but i still don't like you yet, Strange diary two. We need to bond somehow. My last diary and I went through several life or death situations, unfortunately (specifically, for me), I think we need to go through one of those together.
Great. Just great. I actually want something bad to happen to me. Boy am I asking for it.
The taxi stopped at the warehouse. I paid him a hundred dollars and then went in. Erik with a 'k' was standing there. Evil. Erik with the letter k is evil. I know it.
Erik: I didn't think you'd show up. I heard you had a run in with Shawn Xaiviar.
Me: Yeah? Well, no challenge.
LIESSSS.
Erik: Good. Do have it then?
I pulled out my briefcase and set it on the crate. I clicked it open and pulled out Potion 13.
Erik: Impressive.
He raised an eyebrow.
Erik: Would you like a taste?
Me: Pass.
He smiled.
Erik: You truly are talented. You could work for me, you know.
I shook my head.
Me: I really couldn't stay in one place. If you need me-
I pulled out a business card I wrote in sharpie about twenty minutes ago.
Me: That's a secure email address. Whatever you write won't be seen. Just tell me time and place.
He nodded.
Erik: I will.
I walked out with my hands in my pockets. I let out a sigh of relief, I'm glad it was over.
I heard the rustle of a few cans in the corner.
Spoke too soon. Like always.
About four armed men came out at me from all sides. I raised my arms. Outnumbered, of course.
Well, I suppose I asked for my life or death situation.
Man: Xura Stryker! You are under arrest as a rogue agent of shield.
Erik slipped out of the building doors and snapped his fingers.
Tranquillizer darts came out from all sides. The men fell to the ground.
Erik: I had to be sure.
I knew he was evil. The k at the end of his name said everything.
Erik: Now I know for sure, and I'm impressed.
Ugh.
Erik: I'm one of the leaders of Cobra.
Me: You're nineteen years old.
Erik: Yes, but we all start when we're ready.
Me: Uh-huh...
I didn't really know how to react.
Erik: Xura Stryker. You've escaped Cobra's grasp a number of times. Poor Emerald- our best agent- never had a chance against you, did he?
Me: *sighs* Why are you chasing me anyway?
Erik: Because, clearly, you're talented.
Amy's taxi pulled up. She stepped out with a box of donuts.
Amy: What's happening? That's not the client.
Me: What's happening is those donuts!
I snuck my hand into the box and pulled one out. She sighed and shook her head.
Amy: Xura? Can you ever take a situation seriously?
I took a bite of the donut and shook my head.
Me: Nope.
Amy: Whose this guy?
Me: Erik Price, one of the leaders of Cobra.
Amy: Erik with a 'k'?
Me: Yup
I took another bite of the donut.
Amy: Oh. We should run away. Every Erik with a k is like super evil.
Erik: That's not entirely true-
Me: Nope. It is. 7th grade, Erik Chaplin was the biggest meanest bug-eating bully in existence.
Amy pulled out a doughnut too.
Amy: We have good instincts.
Me: I know right?
Amy: I think we're slowly starting to turn into each other.
Me: Yup. Pretty creepy, right?
Amy: Completely creepy. You're suddenly great at the mercanary thing, and I'm eating donuts in the middle of an important conversation.
Me: *sighs* I know. How do we get out of this situation?
Erik: I'm standing right here.
Amy: I don't know. Maybe we should let this get all dramatic and stuff.
Me: Okay. Anyway, I think you left off at the most obvious part, something along the lines of how I'm talented?
Erik: *clears throat* Right. You're talented, and now that you're ex-shield and ex-thunder you very well could be up for grabs.
Me: But I just said that I'm not.
Amy: When did you say that?
Me: Inside the warehouse.
Amy: Oh *nods and bites donut* see, I missed that part.
Erik: This is ridiculous, take me seriously!
I handed him a donut.
Me: Dude. Just try the donuts, you'll understand.
Erik: That's ridiculous!
I waved the donut in front of his face. He smacked it to the ground.
Me: How could you do such a thing?!
Amy: It was so young *wipes away a tear*
Erik: Anyway, as I was saying, you'll be working for me whether you want to or not. After all, you did just get me an influence potion.
Me: That's great for you. What is in these donuts?!
Amy: I have no clue. They're delicious though, aren't they?
Amy threw me to the ground as a dart came out of nowhere.
Me: AHHHH!
Suddenly, Iron man flew down from the sky.
Me: What is happening today?
He snatched Amy and I from the ground and flew us to the top of a roof somewhere in the middle of the city.
Tony: Xura! What are you doing?
Me: Uh... Eating donuts?
Tony: Not what I'm talking about. Three days ago you jumped off a shield helicarrier, and disappeared to Asgard. Asgard, Xura.
Me: I can explain.
Tony: I'm sure you can. Because I'm sure that Thor is not the one disappears in clouds of green smoke.
Me: Okay, so I asked for Loki's help.
Tony: How does he even know you?
Me: He told me that he finds my life entertaining so he watches it like TV.
Tony: Oh that's just wonderful. Why would you even associate yourself with him?
Me: Who cares anymore?
Tony: Xura, I care. I care about what happens to you.
My stomach convulsed, and Amy's did too.
Me: Ughhhh... Amy. Where did you get those donuts?
Amy: Some guy gave them to me for free next to weapons laboratory.
Me: Are you serious? You took those?
Amy: A little foolish, isn't it?
Me: A little?!
We were in so much pain that we fell over.
Amy: I had half of one, how many did you have?!
Me: Three.
Amy: Oh boy.
I blacked out.
