A/N- This fan fiction is what could have happened as Series 8 of MI High. This is mainly based on one of my own characters, not the main team. This first part might not seem connected to MI High but it comes later. I also borrow some of the concepts from Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas but not enough for me to call it a crossover.
"Hi, I'm Samantha, could you teach me?" I said to the man who owned the rock-climbing centre. Of course I already know how to rock climb and my name wasn't Samantha either. My name is Kathleen Vulgare and I was the country's best assassin. Well they all thought I was anyway, so for now, Samantha would have to do.
"Of course, come this way then wouldn't you?" I followed him to an empty spot on the wall as he started teaching me as I scaled up the wall. I wasn't really listening. The only reason I asked for help was to see if he recognized me. To see if I had kept hidden well enough. He didn't seem to notice me so I quickly got the lesson over with and headed outside to where my dog was. He was the only friend I had after 5 years of being on the run, and I never went anywhere with out him.
"C'mon Patch" I said, untying him from the pole. He jumped up and fell in step beside me. We walked down the street as I looked for a place to stay. I had decided that I would stay in a hotel tonight as I had been saving up cash for months now, I had just enough for one night. As I headed down the street, no one really paid attention to me. To them I was just an ordinary 17-year-old girl walking her dog. I liked them thinking I was normal. I just wish it could be like this all the time. If I was always this careless I would be caught within a week. I kept wandering until I found a hotel that looked fairly cheap. I quickly got a room and paid in cash. If I used credit cards someone could easily track it. I managed to get Patch in, after a bit of arguing, and we both lied on the bed. I sighed in contempt as I felt the blankets fold around me. It was the first time sleeping in a proper bed for months and it felt good. The room was only small but it seemed like luxury compared to hiding out in forests and old buildings. I fell asleep with Patch lying on my feet and for the first time in a long time, I felt safe.
I shot up as I heard alarms going off in all directions. Distantly I heard someone shout, "MI9! Please evacuate the building!" Oh no, was the only thought I had as I walked to the window. It was a bit of a drop but it was the only way out. I grabbed my backpack with the few things I had and lifted Patch into my arms. Luckily he didn't weigh much and he didn't struggle.
"Good boy," I whisper into his fur as I dropped from the window. I winced as pain shot up my leg but I had to keep moving. I placed Patch down as he looked at my excitedly. I know he likes to run so I just smiled at him as I took of through the back streets. I ran for at least 10 minutes before I got to an old building. There was a ladder on the side so I lifted Patch onto my shoulders and climbed to the top, sitting down on the platform. I heard a few patrols running through the streets but none saw me as caught my breath, holding Patch still. I knew I shouldn't have been so careless today at the rock climbing center. It was a busy day and someone must had followed me to the hotel. It didn't matter now anyway, they still wouldn't have seen my face, I was smart enough to wear a large hat so they couldn't see most of my head. All I had to do was wait until it calmed down a bit, and I would be out of here by morning. I was so deep in my plans to escape I didn't notice the patrol right beneath me. I held my breath as I waited for them to move on but something was different about this patrol. I looked closer and saw that there where only three of them and none of them where any older than me. Confused, I let out my breath and took a closer look.
"She isn't here, can't me keep moving? This is boring!" said one of them. She was girl with long red hair and a tall slim figure.
"It's our job Keri!" Said another, she had darker hair, I couldn't see what colour in the dark though.
"You guys keep moving, I'll stay here." Said the last. I couldn't him well, as he was wearing a beanie and wasn't facing me, but I found his voice familiar.
"See you later then," said the one named Keri. The two girls left and I watched the boy carefully. But when he finally turned around, I knew why he was so familiar. I hadn't seen him since I was 12, but I would recognize that face anywhere.
"Dan!" I shouted before I could stop my self. I was in trouble now but I didn't care. I grabbed Patch and climbed down the ladder. Dan turned around and look at me for a moment before speaking.
"Kathleen?" He said walking towards me, "The last time I saw you…"
"At the training place, I know," I said, cutting him off.
"You need to get out of here, quickly!" I looked at him, confused why he would say that. It was his job to arrest me.
"But, aren't you going to arrest me? Its your job!" I said taking another step towards him.
"I- I can't, you're- you're, well, my friend I guess. Just please leave before someone else gets here!" I had known Dan since I was 2 years old. An old assassin had decided to set up a training camp to train young kids to be assassins. He stole kids from their families when they where too young to remember them and trained them until he thought they where ready to leave and, well be assassins I guess. Dan and I had both been there our whole lives and he was the only friend I had made. But when I was 12, the owner of the camp thought I was ready and told me to leave, on one condition. I gave him all the money I made until I had paid off the expenses of him looking after me. After that, I never saw Dan again.
"Good one Agent Morgan!" someone called out behind me, "You found her! Now let's get her in the van before she escapes!" I felt hand cuffs click shut around my wrists as Dan looked away. In the van was Keri and the other girl from before, along with another teen boy, with dark brown hair, and a fully grown man with shoulder-length hair and the beginnings of a beard.
"Nice one team, now let's get here back to St Hearts where we can question her. Her information is important." They sat me down in a corner as they kept talking.
"But she's only our age!" The brown haired girl said.
"So the country's best assassin is just a kid." Keri said with a confused tone.
"I am still here you know." I said. Dan had taken Patch into the van, which was a relief, but he still wasn't looking at me.
"What ever," said the brown haired girl.
"Aniesha, calm down, she's is still an assassin you know," said the older man. The other kept talking like that until the van stopped. I was dragged out and brought into a school, which surprised me more. Someone pulled a blindfold over my eyes and led me around. I had the feeling of falling for a while, and when the blindfold was removed I was in a small room filled with screens and the noise of computers. I looked around in awe as Dan came behind me and whispered;
"Welcome to MI High." I smiled at him but he didn't look at me back, he was either mad at me for something, or wasn't allowed to talk to me.
"Tom, put her in the cell, and take her handcuffs off, she should be safe down here." The brown haired boy, Tom, shoved me into the cell and took off my handcuffs, like the man told him too.
Before he left I quickly asked him something, "What will you do with my dog?"
"I'll look after him." Dan said, who was putting a leash on Patch.
"We should head up Frank, school starts soon," Keri said to the older man.
"I'll stay down here for a bit longer." Dan said as the rest of them went into what looked like a lift. Once the doors had closed, Dan walked up to me and started talking.
"Kathleen, what did you do!" he said, almost angrily.
"And how did you end up working for MI9?" I said, avoiding his question.
"When they let me out of that training camp, I was 15 and MI9 found me. I told them the truth about not wanting to be an assassin and after checking me with a lie detector, they gave me a job and a foster home. But you, the county's best assassin? What happened to finding each other and not killing anyone!" I sighed, I would tell him the truth but I wasn't sure that he would believe me.
"Listen, Dan. I only killed one person. The rest I faked, I told them to change their names and leave. And after I paid the camp all the money, I went into hiding and didn't take another job. I have been on the run for ages now and I still feel terrible about that one person I killed. His name was John Parker and he didn't believe me about the assassin thing so I had to kill him. I dropped some poison into his drink and watched him die from the window. I promise Dan, I'm not who everyone thinks I am."
"And why should I believe you? You're an assassin! According to MI9 and every other defense force, you're a murderer! You were my friend years ago, but now? For all I know you're just a killer." Shocked at his words, I watch him leave. I knew before they locked me away for good. I needed to at least get through to Dan. Apart from Patch, he was the only friend I ever had.
So is this alright? Please give some feedback if this is worth continuing or not. I'll test this story out and see how it goes. Reviews are always appreciated!
