You were a Pogue, bestfriends with JJ, John B, Pope, Sarah and Kiara. However being a Pogue also had its faults.

You were enemies with the Kook’s, the people living on Kildare Island, which is split into two territories. Figure Eight on the north side, and the Cut on the south side.

When you were younger, you used to be best friends the Cameron family… that was until they found out you were a Pogue. And since then, they hated you. Rafe hated you, even if his actions spoke differently..

Recently, Singh had been looking for you Pogues to manipulate the situation to his advantage. The Pogues had started a hunt for El Dorado, and had gotten pretty damn close. So, he sent his men after you guys, you being the one to be the distraction.

As the workers were coming towards you, your only thought was to run. So that’s what you did. You ran. It didn’t take long until they got you and threw you in the back of a van before driving somewhere.

They took you inside a brown wooden house filled with plants and most importantly, multiple historical artefacts.

“Take her upstairs. The Orinoco room.” Says the housekeeper to before the worker takes your arm and leads you upstairs.

“Dinner at eight. I’d clean up.” He says sternly, leaving the room and locking the door.

In the room, the closet had 3 red dresses in and a note attached saying ‘Pick your size.’

Later that day, you’re waiting upstairs with the dress on. 10 minutes pass and you hadn’t heard anything, so you go downstairs to enter the room at the end of the corridor.

“Um… excuse me?” You say quietly to the man infront of you.

The man stopped pouring the drink in the glass and quickly turned to face you, his smile dropping. Rafe Cameron

“I knew you and Ward were behind this shit.” You say sternly.

“What are you talking about? You trying to weasel in on my deal?” He says sternly, walking closer to you. “Is that what’s going on?”

“I wondered if your little reunion would cause sparks, y’know?” Singh says, walking into the room.