Hey guys. It's been a long time since I've dipped my toes into the waters of PLL fics, but here I am. I actually wrote this story quite a while ago, just never got around to it. Apologies to anyone who's waiting on my other PLL stories (Iridescence and C'est la guerre) - they will be continued, I'm just not sure when. Anyway. This is set before the current season, possibly before the season before that depending on how you interpret it. So basically the girls don't know who A is, or if Ali's alive, or etc etc. Usual warnings for me: potential character death, blood and violence, etc. This first chapter isn't really a chapter at all, it's just a tiny teaser/prologue. There'll be five chapters following this, and they'll each be a normal size. This is just to give you a taste. So read, review, and I'll see you next time.

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"Shh."

The whisper carries across the dark room, as if the shadows have picked it up and passed it around. And the shadows whisper it back, so that the speaker snaps her mouth shut and slips through the curtained doorway, realizing her blunder.

"You're the one being loud," her companion mutters as she follows her into the next room, one strung with lights that flicker on with the push of a button, sending shadows fleeing to the corners and causing patterns to dance along the walls.

"I know." This said with a slight edge to it, a reminder that now is no time to be arguing. They have a job to do.

"Here," the second girl says, crouching down by one of the corners and opening a black bag. She searches through it for a moment, choosing her objects carefully. "Are you sure this is going to work?" she asks, tucking a strand of blond hair behind her ear.

"Yes," the other replies tersely. She pulls her black beanie lower over her head, looking around warily. She's reasonably sure they're alone, but it never hurts to be careful. "This time we're going to take those bitches down."

They divide the objects amongst themselves, and then the dark-haired girl flicks the lights off. As the room falls into darkness again the silence seems even more pronounced, until the girls begin to talk, in voices so soft that the word 'whisper' seems inadequate.

Finally, satisfied that their plan is going to work, they give each other a reassuring smile and then go their separate ways.

The plan has begun.

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Intrigued? Let me know you're interested and I'll have the next chapter up soon.