Wanted - Midas x Reader

(A/N) Thank you for deciding to read my story!

Just a few things before I begin. This is going to be taking place from your POV, unless otherwise stated, and you are a female. There is swearing, sexual themes, violence and death in this story, if any of that makes you uncomfortable, don't read.

This takes place well into Shadow and Ghost already being developed. This means that some of Midas's crew and other agents have already chosen sides so if you don't see a character that may be why.

Sorry if this takes awhile to get going but I want it to make sense and really get a feel for the characters and their relationships with each other. I already have almost all the chapters written just going through and editing so I'll try and keep to a schedule of releasing chapters every Tuesday and Friday.

I'm also going to try and stick to like the story of Fortnite the best I can. I don't know, I'm sorry if it isn't fully coherent. 🤷‍♀️

Abbreviations:
Y/N = Your name
L/N = Last name
H/C = Hair color
F/C = Favorite color
E/C = Eye color
F/D = Favorite drink
F/F = Favorite food

Finally after months of writing, rewriting, adding and removing chapters, this labor of love is ready to be shared with you all. I hope you all enjoy! <3

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I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed. I was wearing a black tank top and black sport shorts, my h/c hair was pulled back in a messy bun. I had just finished a training session, my body glistening with sweat. I often trained in my huge room, I practically had a whole gym in there. I didn't leave my room too much, I had everything I needed in there, a bedroom, a bathroom, a gym, a kitchen, a gun cabinet, very necessary, and of course a comfy lounge with a couch with throw pillows galore on it.

My room was tucked away in a quiet corner where no one ever went, keeping me secluded and secret. I never interacted with any shadow henchmen or agents, not even on missions. I only worked on missions alone, no witnesses. It was the way it had to be, so no one could have any information on me, or even know that I exist.

I had worked for Shadow ever since I was sixteen. My parents died when I was very young and I was in an orphanage until I was sick of it and escaped. I lived wherever I could, stealing what I needed and learning how to survive in this world. I got confident in my thieving skills and went after what was apparently a Shadow safe house. Of course I was caught and I was brought to Chaos, who saw potential in me and made me an agent. He provided me with living, food, and protection, all I had to do in return was devote my life to Shadow and do all their dirty work. A fair trade if you asked me.

When I first started I trained with other agents, just the same few, but eventually Chaos decided he had other plans for me and made me a secret, to Shadow, to everyone, to the world. I didn't exist in an instant, he had enough power to erase me from history. I was the perfect blank slate for him to use. I did anything and everything he asked, no questions asked. If I was ever caught, which I never was, no fingers could be pointed back to Shadow, I would kill myself before giving up information.

My phone buzzed on the bathroom counter and I picked it up, reading a message on it, 'Meet me in my office in 10 minutes.' I set my phone back down and decided I should probably change attire before meeting my boss.

I freshened up, taking a quick three minute body shower, before changing into a black, long sleeve, turtleneck and black dress pants with the bottom of my shirt tucked into the pants. I brushed my hair and pulled it into a tight, slick, ponytail.

I looked at my phone clock, it had been eight minutes. Perfect, that gave me some time to walk to his office and be on time, hopefully.

I left my room, walking down the dark, silent hallways. I made it quickly to Chaos's office, stopping at his black door and knocking lightly before opening the door and entering. As I entered the office I saw Chaos sitting on his black office chair, his hands resting on each other. He looked up at me, the lens of his gas mask glistening in the dim lighting. I always wondered what was hiding under that mask.