Partners In Crime

by all alone loner

A new recruit is at Division who is just now beginning to discover her past. With the help of Alex will she survive the training and discover secrets in what was once a normal past? Who's side will she be on, Nikita's or Division's? OC

1. Waking up

I woke up with blank walls staring back at me as my eyes adjusted to the harsh light that surrounded me. For a moment I just laid there in bed knowing that everything here was different, not my comfortable bed in my familiar room, not a friend's house after a party, or even my outrageous cousin's guest room. This cold and uninviting room was like a jail cell already making me want to just dream everything away and go back home.

"Good morning Lyra," said a man as he wandered into my peripherals, his serious and demeaning manner making me fearful of what was to come.

I sat up as the man walked further into the room while keeping his eyes on the laptop he was carrying.

" I hope you enjoy the room because this is now your home. You are -"

Confused, I jumped off the bed and cut him off exclaiming, " Just who do you think you are? Why the hell am I here? And what the fuck do you want?" I then charged at him to try and knock past him to the door he had left open.

Unfortunately he caught my shoulder and flipped me onto my back, his hand gripping my neck in a slight choke hold.

"Well as I was saying," Mr. Stick up his butt said, " You were chosen to be trained, to serve your country, and protect it. As to why you are here, well right now we are in a secret training facility called Division, and you are here because technically, Lyra Hanson is dead to the rest of the world, dying on impact when a semi-truck ran a red light, and is now buried at Brookmoor's Cemetery."

After explaining my now ruined life here, he released his hold on my throat and wandered over to he turned the laptop to show pictures of my supposed death along with my gravesite.

"Here at Division, you will learn how to walk right, how to talk right, how to fight, and how to kill."

And with that, the man just turn around and went to leave. Sensing my following eyes, he turned around as he reached the door and said in a mocking voice, "Oh yes, my name is Michael, and I hope you enjoy your time here at Division Lyra," before he left me in here, alone in this damn room.