This is my second MI High story. This will contain all characters known. (Tom,Dan,Zoe,Aneshia,Keri,Carrie,Rose,Blane,Daisy,Oscar) I've tired to make school as realistic as possible. You should meet every character in this chapter if not,they will be in the next one. This story has The Grand Mistress in it,If you can guess who the mystery character is you can appear in my story as a OC. Also an unlimited amount of internet cookies. I understand you guys like Updates and I like Reviews. Mhmm...I think we can make each other happy here. Enjoy all the same.


The crime Mistress stood at the window. Her fingers slowly tracing the outlines carved into the wall. She smiled,her red lipstick stretching as her straight white teeth came into view. The door opened and the she heard the shuffle of shoes enter the room. She heard them place something on the table and then their retreating footsteps followed by the gentle snap of the door closing. She turned and walked over to her table picking up a folder of paperwork. She flicked through them until she came to the pages of her interest. She looked at the page in front of her. It was of twin girls. They were both pretty girls identical in every way. They had long bright red hair and sparkling green eyes. The girls weren't smiling but their eyes were full of life and spirit. Zoe and Keri Summers.
The girls weren't really called that. They were in fact a collection of numbers and letters. So how they were known as that ,she had no idea. After months of careful spying,they had found that the girls had no living relatives and were orphans living in a home somewhere from the center of London. The girls were trained killers and would be excellent on the team. She smiled.

"K.9.Z.O.E"

"J.4.5.K.E.R.I"

Putting their page to the side she flicked through again once more until she came to another page. There was a blonde boy who was staring straight at the camera. His eyes blue and full of danger. He was an attractive boy. The Crime Mistress struggled to keep the page straight underneath her shaking fingers. His mother worked for them and they had spent the last two years looking for him. They couldn't track where he was now,but they had found the last safe house he had been in.

"Oscar Cole" she said.

Leaving the room she walked down the corridor her black shoes snapping on the floor as she walked. She walked the distance in silence. The pieces of paper hanging limp in her hand. People walked past giving her room to walk. Nobody crossed the Grand Mistress. Nobody with sense. She came to the office she had meant. She pushed open the door entering without an invite. Everybody in the room stood apart from one. She placed the paperwork on their desk and stood waiting. He cleared his throat several times in the silence that endured for five minutes.

"Out" he said.

Everybody stopped what they were doing. Pens were placed on the desk. Dusters were put down where they had been previously cleaning. The room was filled with the noise of eighteen chairs scrapping back and the sets of shoes that squeaked and clicked out of the door. The silence returned when the door closed.

"What is this?" He asked.

The Crime Mistress looked to him.

"The files you wanted,this is information on the Summer twins and Oscar Cole" she said.

"Do you know where they are?" He asked.

"No sir" She replied.

"I am not sending a team out until I know everything about them. I want to know strengths,weakness. What they do in their spare time. Who they are friends with." The man said.

"I understand" The Crime Mistress said.

"Isn't Cole's mother here?" He asked.

"Indeed she is"

"Get a meeting with her,and find out everything about this boy"

The Crime Mistress nodded curtly. She took the paper work from the desk. Turning and walking down the carpet. The room was silent apart from the click of her shoes.

"Oh,and Elizabeth."

She turned,her mouth in a straight line. That name was strictly for home and he knew it.

"Smile more often."

She growled and left the room slamming it behind her.


The Grand Misters sat in her office waiting. She was a busy women. She didn't like being kept waiting. The two pieces of white paper sat infornt of looked down at them. Even though It was only a photo,she could feel Oscar Cole's eyes burning into her skin. He was a boy. A target she should have captured years ago. From his file he was sixteen years old. Perfect age to train. She clicked her pen impatiently. A few moments later and a firm knock came from the door.

The Crime Mistress smoothed down her skirt.

"Come in" she boomed.

The door opened and a tall women came confidently striding in. She was dressed head to toe in black. As that was KORPS uniform. She walked over and sat down in the chair across from the Grand Mistress. She put her hands up on the table and clasped them in font of her.

"I believe you wanted to speak to me ma'am." she said.

"Yes,I did. I want you to tell me about your son,Oscar."

Jade Dixon Halliday's face paled.

"Oscar?" She asked.

"Oscar" she said knowingly.

"I've not seen Oscar since he was seven years old."

The Grand Mistress leaned in.

"Tell me what he was like then."

"By the time Oscar had reached Seven he could speak fourteen languages. He was also afraid of the dark. I'm sure he grew out of that. He reached black belt in Karate and jujitsu. Edward made sure of that. He thinks his father is dead. He never returned from Africa. He was excellent at reading people and was a good judge of character. He is also very head strong and hard to manipulate."

"You must be so proud." The Grand Mistress said

Jade nodded.

"We need to find your son,he could prove useful." The Grand Mistress said.

Squirming slightly in her seat. She leant forward.

"Before I was arrested by MI9,I inserted a chip into Oscar's hand. This contained top secret MI9 files and missions."

"Is it traceable?"

"No,but noticeable. It left a mole on his right hand."

"That may help us,when the time is right"

Jade Dixon Halliday nodded and stood up.

Leaving the room the door gently snapping behind her.

The Grand Mistresses turned to her computer and went to work.


It was Monday morning. London busier than normal. Parents made the school rush. Whilst some walked and others took to foot. It was twenty to Nine and most people had already started to enter St Harvey's gates. Tom Tupper on the other hand was late. Tom was rushing out of the door that morning as his mother shouted.

"Honestly Thomas,for an IQ of 150 you don't always seem to be too clever.

Tom was now rushing down the street. Tom didn't run. He hated P.E,and any sort of exercise. Tom liked computers. Hacking and Playing games to be in had been programming this morning that's why he was late. It was nothing to do with that fact that had been late to bed last night. As he rushed down the street he noticed he hadn't finished tucking his shirt. He put down his bag and his laptop that he took everywhere and tucked in his shirt. The wind rustled and Tom turned around.

He was looking at the local park. The slides and climbing frames rusting and colourless. One of the lonely swings creaked as it gently moved in the wind. The park was normally painted in the summer but this year they hadn't seemed to have done it. Picking up his stuff he walked on. He came into the school yard with a minute to the bell. It wouldn't have been a good idea to have been late on his first day back. Puffing his chest up with his happiness of not being late,he said to himself

"Genius"

Mrs King sat at her desk. Her first class was alive with the warm chatter of the children. She smiled. Looking around she sussed out who would be giving her a rough time this year. She noticed her niece sitting up the back with her friends the Summer twins. She always seemed to get them mixed up. One was called Zoe the other Keri. Nice girls. They both had long red hair and piercing green eyes. They were cheeky but lovely. They were liked by all. In walked a boy dressed completely head to toe in white feathers. His coat and Hat. Mrs King cleared her throat. The boy turned to look at her.

"Off now" She said. Her smile gone.

Counting the number of children in the class she took the register ticking off. Donavon wasn't here today. She tutted. First day back was the most important. She cleared her throat and stood up

"Right-"

She was cut off when the door opened. In came in a man dressed in a grey suit. He had small rimmed glasses and looked a little anxious.

"Sorry Mrs King,this is our new student."

A tall boy came into the classroom. He was handsome and looked laid back. He had his shirt tucked out of his school trousers and his blazer was nowhere to be seen. Instead he had a school jumper tied around his small waist. He had wild curly blonde hair and large blue eyes. His bag was frayed and battered and hung down his back.

"Well,what's your name?" Mrs King asked clapping her hands together.

"Oscar Cole" he said quietly.

"Well Oscar,you'll need to find a seat.

Avril Franklin sat down the front. She had been laying across her desk but sat up when she saw Oscar. She had sat Bolt right up. Avril hadn't ever had a boyfriend,and had never truly loved anyone. Oscar was a handsome boy but she tried to play it cool. Avril was a very loving girl. She had long black hair and large Brown eyes. She was very pretty,didn't interact with many people. Oscar saw that and read her instantly. He chuckled at the thought that Avril thought he was cute,but she seemed safe enough. He crossed the room and pulled out the chair next to her sitting down. She looked at him. He smiled at her and reached into his bag. Avril smiled and flicked her hair over her face.

Daniel Morgan sat up the back. His friends had already started talking about Oscar. Dan sat there. He looked at the back of the boy's head. Dan didn't trust people easily but there seemed to be more to Oscar than meets the eye. Dan wanted to find out what. His blue eyes wandered over until they met his best friend Blane Whittaker's Brown ones. Blane was a confident boy. He was cocky and always up for a laugh. He and Dan had always gotten on since they had both came to St Harvey's. Dan raised his eyebrows and Blane returned them shrugging his shoulders.

When the hour long lesson was over,everybody left in a rush. Oscar stood packing his bag slowly. He went to leave the room when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He pushed down the spy instinct and turned around to face two girls. Both the girls were black and beautiful. Oscar blinked several times.

"Hi!" One said enthusiastically.

That was Carrie Stewart. Carrie was a sweet,confident girl. She was hyper and at first impressions came across as a bit much. Carrie was part of the British Gymnastic Team and always seemed to be training for it. She smiled at Oscar who smiled back.

He looked to the other girl. Her name was Rose. She stood looking down. She wore small black rimmed glasses and clutched a pile of books in her hands. She appeared small but Oscar noticed it was because she was slightly hunched over. She looked down examining Oscar's shoes. Rose was a genius. She had been since birth. Her parents had sent her to St Harvey's as they knew she would get a quality education. Oscar looked at the books in her hands. They were all about Quantum Physics. One in Particular was Quantum mechanics.

Oscar stared hard at the quiet girl. Carrie was still blabbering on and Oscar was half listening.

"Observables can be either continuous for example the position of a particle or? " he announced.

Carrie fell silent. Rose looked up at him. Smiling she opened her mouth.

"discrete for example the energy of an electron bound to a hydrogen atom An alternative formulation of quantum mechanics is Feynman's path integral formulation, in which a quantum-mechanical amplitude is considered as a sum over all possible classical and non-classical paths between the initial and final states." She said without missing a beat.

Oscar smiled this girl was a genius.

"Oscar Cole" he said.

"Rose Gupta" She replied.

He looked to Carrie.

"You were saying? Abbie had beaten you in the vault by one point"

Carrie smiled knowing Oscar had been listening.

She gushed on once more.


The group walked on towards the next class. Oscar went in first and saw the room was laid out in groups of four. He headed up the back and felt a wave of relief when Rose and Carrie Dumped their stuff down next to him. Then Oscar heard a noise snapping around he saw a girl putting her bag on the smiled and sat down. Oscar smiled at her. She was beautiful,she had large chocolate brown eyes. Her hair was long and Black and Cascaded down her back.

"Who's this?" the girl asked

"I'm Oscar" Oscar said smiling.

"Oh,you're the new boy" She said.
"I'm Aneshia." She said.

A few moments later and the small group were in petals of laughter. Carrie's laugh was loud and carried across the classroom which was pretty noisy anyway. Rose suddenly stopped. Oscar looked over to her.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

Rose looked over towards a girl who was sitting in the cornor. She was Blonde and tall. She sat in her chair. Oscar noticed she was wearing her uniform slightly differently to everybody else. She sat with a bunch of girls who looked to be the same. She was staring at Oscar's group with a disgusted look on her face. The others went quiet and looked down at their books. Oscar couldn't believe it. He stared at her until he caught her eye.

"You got a problem?" She asked.

Oscar knew that picking fights on his first day wasn't ideal but this girl was a complete bitch.

"Yes,You" He replied.

She turned in her chair and looked to Oscar. He was an attractive boy. He was different to the others. She liked him,but he needed to learn his place.

"Well this is my classroom,so you need to learn your place."

Oscar scoffed.

"I really don't think so,I think your pathetic honestly. My table has more brains than you have in one finger."

"Well you are sitting with Rose the Nerd."

Everybody laughed. Rose's cheeks flushed.

Oscar stood up.

"That's not funny. That's bullying."

A boy stood up. He was tall and muscular. Oscar quickly scanned him. Daisy looked at him. Obviously this was her boyfriend.

"I'd sit down before you get hurt."

"Or what?" Oscar said his personality changed.

Dan and Blane got up. They were going to defend Oscar he had no chance against James.

James swung for Oscar. Oscar moved causing James to rush back. He got right back and snacked Oscar in the face. Oscar recoiled and in a fit of anger and adrenalin kicked out,turning his leg and hit the boy right in the chest. Other boy filled in and Dan and Blane jumped in to protect Oscar. The entire class was in melt down. There was no teacher present and a major fight going on.


Frank walked down the corridor. He heard a commotion coming from Class B7. He opened the door and saw a fight. He went to break it up but remembered Stella's words.

"Teenage spies"

He peered through.

Instantly Oscar caught his eye. The boy was a machine fighting through them like water. Two at a time. He snapped a picture of him.

Then he saw Dan. That was a back flip. Another click of the camera.

Finally he saw Blane. Marcial arts. Again.

Then he saw a girl. She cartwheeled her way into the action. Another photo.
He scanned the room. There was a boy up the back engrossed in a video game. Frank turned his photo onto one of the cameras and saw Tom was hacking a fire wall. He gasped. Snap of the camera.

Then he saw Rose. She sat out of the way peacefully reading her book. Quantum mechanics. Snap again.
The twins sat up the back. Frank didn't see any talent but took a photo anyway.

He rushed from the door and ran down the corridor knocking on the door. He waited and Mrs King flung it open.

"Frank" she said.

"Fight" Frank said. Pointing to next door.

Mrs King rushed out and ran up the short corridor she flung the door open. The fight stopped. Zoe jumped down and sat on her chair.

"Enough" she screamed.

She looked around the room. She could tell who had done what.

She started pointing.

"James,Daniel,Blane,Oscar,Carrie,which ever one of you is Zoe" she said pointing to the twins. "You can all take yourself to Mr Flatley's office. Now"

The small group traipsed out. Arguing about who had done what.


Frank slipt into the caretakers closet. Pulling the mop he whizzed down the lift. When he exited he was in the newly built MI High. He went to the computer and sat down. He entered the photos and sent them in an email to Stella. He waited in silence. A few moments later a small ding singled a reply from Stella. She wanted them. All of them. Frank needed to work out the best time.
Frank emailed back saying that they had detention that night. So would be in school.

Frank's phone buzzed.

"Hello?" he said.

"Get them tonight" Stella stated.

"One of them was innocent so will get sent away." Frank replied.

"Get them first." Stella said.

"I will need backup." Frank almost whined.

"Not a problem" Stella said before hanging up.


A few hours and MI9 were set up and waiting.

The door opened and Zoe came walking out. She was so angry. She had been kept behind but not as long as the others. For "Interfering" She walked on and heard a rustling. She froze. She turned into a fighting stance. Stella smiled. This girl knew.

"Go get her"

Zoe started walking again. She went through the gates and felt a wave of uneasiness spread over her she turned left to head in the direction of home. Without warning someone grabbed her arms. She tired to flip but when she landed another person grabbed her from the waist. It was hard to see with the sun almost setting. She trashed wildly. As she moved she felt something cold wrap around her left wrist. She panicked and moved all the more. Finally they had manged to "capture" Zoe. She was pulled over to Stella. Someone put a blindfold over to her eyes. Stella was speaking and Zoe's head moved in the direction of the voice. She was good.

"Excellent,we will get the rest"


Remember to guess,thanks for reading!