A/N: Haii there everyone this is a story that I thought of one night and just can't get over. It's a new idea and I am excited to put this out here, so yeah. Y'all should tell me if you like it or not! I always enjoy knowing if others enjoy what I present. So yeah, insight is that there is a secret that no one knew about. But this is just the beginning I'm rambling BYE!

"I am what?!" I asked shocked, not wanting to believe what I was just told.

"Tioko," Kiba said as he got up. "I am your head and personal trainer. I spoke to the head of your training school, you exceeded a lot of the levels so far a-"

"But I can not do this!" I yelled interrupting him.

"You know how important this facility is Tioko." Kiba sighed.

"Kiba," I hesitated. "I am only level ten. I can't g-"

"Can not." Kiba corrected.

"Can not, go to spend my winter break working with the FBI." I said while lowering my head due to the sadness I felt. How could I possibly work on a mission with grown adults? They will notice something is up, and they will question why I am so skilled, they will find out what I am. This is my first actual mission, it is extremely important and I do not want to blow it.

"You will not fail, Tioko. We are a top secret government agency that is slowly being introduced to the FBI, CSI, CIA and all of the other important main agencies. We have to do this," Kiba hesitated. "Hyishiaka is working with the CSI right now." What? She left... with out telling me? "She started last week, she will be back next week. You are just going there to help them with some cases and improve their work. They have been having some problems lately."

My face lit up like the sun in the morning. "I get to teach them?" I asked in excitement.

"Yes." He replied simply.

"Wow, this is wicked cool!" I said with a smile.

"Here is a letter from the leader of the group you will be joining." Kiba said as he handed me the envelope. Plain white with no words on it, probably hand delivered. "The class will be early in the mornings."

I smiled looking at the envelope. "I will not let you down Kiba." I whispered. I began to leave but right as I reached the door I could tell Kiba had something to say. Turning around to see him glance at my left arm then back to my face. Did my sleeve go up and it showed the scars?

"Tioko," Kiba stood up and walked to me. He was only a few inches away from me. "I know that level eight was hard for you. I feel bad, but it was a good experience right?"

I gave him a weak smile. "Yeah, bu-"

"But, well. You had to learn to interact with others that are not doing what you are. There is so much stress on you, but I picked this specific team for a reason." He gave me a hug and I returned without hesitation. He was like my brother. We knew each other starting from level one, he exceeded every level extremely fast. Only a year older than me, he's sixteen and level 235. I'm fifteen and level 11, two levels ahead of everyone else my age. We were placed into foster families since our parents work in this organization. He has a decent home, while I have one where everyone hates me. My parents said that I have no siblings at all, and that is why I couldn't go live with anyone else. "Please Tioko, stop cutting." With that he let me go and I left saying that I love him. Not crush love, family love.

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Once I was at 'home' I opened the letter.

To: Tioko

From: Aaron Hotchner

Before I continued reading I stood up and headed to the computer. I have to know who he was before continuing. It was in basic training, so I now do it automatically without even thinking of what I'm doing. Before we were levelled everyone went in it, so then we could survive missions. I went to the computer and typed in 'Aaron Hotchner, FBI Agent' with that I got a lot of results. I read some of the articles and knew some what who he was. Returning back the letter on my bed, I sat down to finish reading it.

This is a very honorable occassion to have you come to teach my team. I smiled at the paper, and kept going. I know that this is your very first mission while in training. Having all the others seeming to be side missions. Mean while this is an extremely important one. Kiba and I hand picked you because of your skill. I invite you to call me when ever you need to, we can make classes and the time set as I give you an office.

With that the letter was done. I followed my inner instructions (from basic training, they have grown on me) I pulled out my cellphone and dialed his number. After two rings he picked up the phone.

"Hotchner." Was all he said, in a deep stern voice. Just by that I knew that he was the alpha, probably was married but because of the job they seperated. He would only have one kid, two would be too many. He would not show any emotion at all. For him, it is a weakness and he has to presume his strength in the group. I realised I was profiling him and still haven't replied.

"Hello Aaron." I said in a steady voice.

"Who is this?" He asked in a tone that showed power.

"This is Tioko." I replied calmly.

"I guess you got the letter?" Hotch said sounding calm and a bit off gaurd.

"Yes. I will be more than glad to teach your team. How many members are there?" I replied as I headed outside my house and into the staircase of my apartment.

"Including me there are seven."

"Seven, what time do you start work?" I sat down on a stair and pulled out a flip note book to take note of everything he said. Although I was fully capible of remembering with out it. I still remember a conversation I had with a teacher about three months ago.

"Normally, we start, or have to be in the bullpen at seven."

"Seve, would they mind being in an hour earlier?" I asked as I wrote down what he said.

"I don't think so, most of them come in at six."

"That is good, no need to change much then!" I said happily. Hotch stayed quiet for some time before finally breaking the silence.

"When will you be coming in?"

"Oh," I replied. Since I made friends I have had to dedicate some of my time to them. "I can't come in today, tomorrow. Well, I guess I could speak with you on Sunday and become familiar with the place." I half suggested.

"Sounds good, when will you arrive here?" He asked. I could hear him writing something.

"Does your son have a play date?" I asked.

"Uhmm..." Hotch trailed off.

"Or daughter, I know you have a child." I said calmly.

"He's a boy, and yes. But how did you know?" He said firmly.

"I'm coming to teach you." I replied in a stern voice.

"You're good."

"I have to be, sorry about your wife leaving you, or did she die? Rhetorical. Either way I am sorry. Oh what exactly do you need me to teach?" I asked. It was quiet for awhile so I decided to add in. "That was not rhetorical by the way."

"I fuess we each need to learn something se-per...ate.." He stuttered a bit at the end of his final word. What the heck?

"See you sunday Aaron, in the morning." I said firmly before hanging up.

I went back inside to see my drunk father playing with my neice. She is only four months old and enjoys the attention. Her name is Crystal. The only person in this house that I love and truly care for. Despite my cat. I looked over to see Amber on the computer. Amber is her mom, she's only nineteen. Bob was in his room on his DS. I walked in my room and sat down on my bed. If you call it one. It's a matress on the ground with some blankets. I sat on it and let out a low sigh. I got some math out and started to do it, worried about how everything will be at the BAU.