Disclaimer: I don't own Totally Spies. I do own the storyline, though!

Jerry sighed as he walked down the hallways of WOOHP. The night had settled in so quickly. He was so tired these days. How had he gotten so tired? Jerry sighed, and rubbed his head, turning into his office, when he saw a man standing in front of him that vaguely resembled a ninja. He took out a long sword, and dived at Jerry. I thought we updated security! Jerry thought with a hint of annoyance. The blade hit the side of his cheek hard, leaving a gash. Then using the end of the sword knocked Jerry out, but not before WOOHP agents came and took the man away. "The Team shall get revenge!" The man shouted, and was led away. Jerry managed to say, "Call the girls..."

In Beverly Hills, California the next morning...

"Which dress would Craig like to see me in?"
Clover asked, holding up a stunning red dress that was fit for the Grammys, and one that was a dark blue dress suited for the more flirtatious type. Sam wrinkled her nose. Clothes were such a big deal for Clover. She just wore a green tank top and blue jeans, and dealt with it. Alex sported a blue T-shirt with a light purple jacket over it, and a blue skirt.

"Clover, just pick one already! I have a major test to study for!"
Clover wrinkled her nose in reply. "How can you study in a fashion emergency like this?" She squealed, and dove back into the changing room. Alex and Sam sweatdropped, and sat down on the bench again, which flipped them over. Clover luckily had put on her other clothes, some tan capris and a red tube top, and was shot down the tunnel leading to WOOHP headquarters right after them.

"What now? I had just decided on the red dress!" Clover wailed. Alex sighed, and plopped down on the cushion, while Sam and Clover landed on top of her.

"Ow..."

She muttered, and they stood up and brushed themselves off. Alex grimaced, and cracked a few backbones before sitting down again.Jerry was facing the large monitor. "Jer, what now? My date is going to be—Oh my gosh!" Clover started to say, but Jerry turned around. A large section of his face was in bandages that were a bit stained with red that was obviously not ketchup. He was covered in a few more on his neck and arm. "Jerry! What happened?" Sam exclaimed, tying her hair back. "It's nothing, spies, I—"The girls crowded around him, concerned.

"Spies, please, I'll live," Jerry said, a bit startled at the sudden concern, "Apparently many of the villains that you have defeated broke out of jail and formed a team to stop us, mostly me. Last night a ninja attacked me while I was in my office. He seemed to be possessed by a power that let him seem like smoke, and broke our toughest security. We have a lead on where they may be hiding. I believe you know the island, correct?" He flashed back a tape of the mission they were on when it happened. Clover squeaked. She had been turned into a half-cat half-human creature there.

"Not that island!"
She moaned. Jerry was not vexed. "Yes, this island. You are to camp out there, with gadgets this time until further notice." "Jerry, listen, um, shouldn't you, um, come along with us?" Sam suggested; her brow was tightly furrowed with worry. "Spies, I—" "Spies nothing! Jerry, we need to keep you safe!" Jerry sighed. "I am needed here, and you have your Compowders. Here are your gadgets: Heat sensor sunglasses, Butterfly Jetpacks, Suction Cup Go Go Boots, Butterfly Barrette Bomb, Laser Lipstick, and, well, all the other gadgets you've ever used. This is the largest mission I have ever sent you on. Are you up to this?" Jerry said. They nodded, and he smiled, then stopped, because it pained his face too much.

"TTFN spies."

He picked up a remote. The girls shrieked and grabbed each other as he pressed the button, leaving them to fall through the floor. "Not Ta ta for now again!" Clover groaned, and sighed, saying for the first time, "I guess this is more important than my dress." The girls landed in a helicopter, which swiftly had them parachute down to the island. Sam and Alex gaped at her.

"You really think so? Oh, Clover, that's so nice! You care more about our boss's safety! Now, if only you could be something like that all the time."

Sam grinned at her. Clover scowled at her, and Alex piped up, "But she's right. With WOOHP in danger, the world could fall apart." The spies all nodded in agreement, and landed on the island, watching for any signs of the darts again which would turn them into animals, or anything suspicious, really. Their Compowders beeped, and Alex opened hers. "Yeah, Jerry?" Jerry nodded. "I have found a list of the villains that shall be on the island. There's---well, too many to name... But Tim Scam is leading them." The girls shuddered. Tim Scam was their number one pet peeve and arch villain.

"Thanks, Jerry. Let's go, girls."
Sam stated. Clover nodded, and froze. "What was that?" She swirled around, and got in fighting position. Sam frowned at her.

"Just because this mission is important doesn't mean that you have to get paranoid, Clover."
She told her friend. Clover shook her head, "I don't know. Let's set up camp." Alex grinned.

A few hours later at WOOHP headquarters...

Jerry sighed, and massaged his temples again. WOOHP was on complete guard, and he was still going through a lot of paperwork.

"Sir! Attack on your level!"
He started as a warning flashed across the large screen he used to show Clover, Sam, and Alex what their missions were. Jerry closed his computer, and took out a weapon. A blow to his head made him groan, and a panicked voice was left on the screen.

"Sir? Jerry? SIR?!?"

The next morning on the island...

Sam yawned, and sat up in her sleeping bag. She then did a quick check of the area to make sure that nothing was stolen, and that Alex and Clover were still there. Everything was clear.

"Good morning, Sam."
Sam smiled as Alex woke up, and watched as she checked around, too. "Do you think that it was a false alarm?" Alex asked. Sam frowned.

"That doesn't sound right, does it? I mean, Jerry was attacked, and then clues pointed towards the island...No, this wasn't a false alarm, so we shouldn't let our guard down."
Clover said with a yawn, and sat up. Sam shook her head. "Clover, how come you're being more logical then me lately?" Clover shrugged, and she sweatdropped.

"Who's going to make breakfast?"
Alex asked. Sam grinned. "I'll start a fire, and we'll have bacon, eggs, and waffles. All low-fat, of course." In not time, a fire blazed up, and the girls were sure to keep the smoke contained in case one of their enemies spotted it and would decide to attack them.

"These aren't that bad, I've gotta admit."
Alex said after the first few bites. Sam smiled. "My mom taught me. You know how she is, though. It took awhile until she'd let me use the stove or oven without baking mitts and her supervision." Clover snickered, and was shot a dirty look in response.

"What are we going to do today?"
Alex asked to clear up the tension. "We're going to scout the island again on our jetpack backpacks. Let's finish up and go!"

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"Go girls...You'll have a surprise waiting for you!"
An evil voice laughed in the bushes.

Author's Notes: Okay, a bit rushed, but give me credit, 'kay? Come on, the review button is calling!
Sasha: I don't hear anything!
Gryfffinrose: It's an adverb, Sasha.

Sasha: Heh. I knew that.