A/N: This is my first fanfic story and I hope you like it. Also, the reason I put this up fanfic is because in a few chapters, it will involve Are You Smarter Than A 5th Grader Season 1 kids. But as there was no topic for it, I just put it under Spy Kids.

Five year old AJ and her twin sister Janet tossed the brightly coloured ball to each other, giggling with delight as the wind tossed their auburn hair across their faces. AJ's real name was Anna Jane but everyone called her AJ. Janet was actually Janet Amanda but she was nicknamed Janet. Their parents, Jason and Jennifer Jones sat on a bench, and watched them play in delight. There sky was completely blue and there wasn't a single cloud in the sky. Their young twin daughters looked so cute in their pretty pink little dresses.

How could they have known that such a lovely day could be their last together?

A man dressed in a crisp suit with jet-black hair neatly combed was finalizing details for the person he had hired. The man in black. He sneaked a peek at the young couple. It was a pity that he had to throw the life of such a young family. But Jason and Jennifer had thrown their lives away first.

He was merely taking out the trash.

The laughter danced around the park as the girls decided to run around the park. Janet broke off from the run, her throat dry with thirst. She ran to her parents for a drink. AJ spotted a butterfly and chased it around the park

All would be lost in mere seconds.

The man in black swiftly walked across the park taking long strides. Even if anyone had seen him, they would never be able to identify him. Even the people who hired him didn't know his real name. He was simply known as the man in black. A highly-trained assassin. That was what he did for a living.

Jennifer and Jason Jones were handing little Janet a bottle of water. The man in black wanted to make things quick. Get rid of the family. No murder. Too public. Do it now. That was his orders.

He didn't know that there were two kids. Twins.

There was a strong gust of wind, which was fairly unusual as it was summer. Normally there was only weak wind. It was as if nature was trying to warn them something was wrong. The man in black acted quickly.

If she had looked back a moment earlier, perhaps this wouldn't have happened.

AJ looked back in alarm. Why the sudden gust of wind. She looked at the bench hoping for an explanation for this.

Her parents were gone. Janet was gone. Their packs were gone.

There was only a piece of paper left. A note.

Fighting back tears, AJ skipped over to the bench to read the paper.

Jennifer, Jason and their daughter Janet

Are with us

Don't bother looking for them

It's already too late

Ultimate depression. AJ held the crumpled note in her clenched fists. That note had been hard-wired into her brain, even now, five years after it happened. She couldn't even remember her real name. Amelia Jane or something like that. What sort of life is it if you can't even remember your own name? She had gone from orphanage to foster home to orphanage and the cycle repeated itself continuously. Until she ran away a few months ago.

AJ stood next to the Twin Towers in Kuala Lumpur, capital of Malaysia. There was the usual hustle and bustle around. Honks beeped. The traffic was at a crawl. Fortunately, she was only ten. She did not want to get her driving license if it meant getting stuck in several hours of traffic.

The note has haunted her from the very day she read it. Five years ago, when she was five.

It started to rain. AJ groaned. When she was with her ex-foster parents, they had forced her to go to school. A horrible private school where even though it didn't seem like it, no one seemed to have any fun.

It was also the school she and Janet had attended five years ago.

It didn't seem to have the same life it had five years ago. Anyway, when she was there, she had once learned in social studies that every year, it rained an average of over 2500 mm a year. That was a lot.

She covered herself with the hood of her sports jacket before running to her home. When Jamie had run away, you couldn't expect her to be homeless. Jamie had been through so much since 'the incident' so finding a place to stay was nothing. It was several of the remains of a condominium when there was a landslide several years after she was born. That was where she lived.

The only reason she had been able to not die of thirst or starvation was because every week, somehow a parcel of 'ringgits' -the Malaysian currency- would mysteriously appear for her. She wasn't hallucinating or going mental or anything of the sort. Somebody did care about her.

She wasn't grateful though.

If that someone really did care about her why didn't they just adopt her themselves? It would save the trouble of mailing. Probably some psycho who decided to send her money at her ruined 'home' every Saturday. The person probably was just sending it for the people who died here and didn't actually know someone was actually living there.

Today was Saturday.

Instead of the only the usual parcel of cash, there was a note too. It probably said something like 'I know you're there, my money is for the dead only. GET LOST!!'

Instead on it was written '1-10/7-15/20-15/20-8-5/ 16-9-3-11-12-5/19-5-3-20-9-15-14/9-14/13-9-4/22-1-12-12-5-25/13-5-7-1-13-1-12-12'

AJ frowned at the paper. The sort of numbers looked familiar to her. Where had she seen them…?

The mist cleared and she realized why it looked familiar.

Their mum and dad used to play Spy with them, involving things like codes.

She remembered the code. Alphanumber it was called. You just had to think it as if A=1, B=2, Z=26 etc.

AJ sat down and took the paper, and began decoding it.

AJ was in the supermarket in Mid Valley Mega mall, a popular mall in Malaysia. She had been in the Carefour supermarket at the pickle section. Around her was the thing she hated to eat, even more that vegetables. Pickles.

If the reason for the code was in one of those jars, no way was she going to eat those pickles.

Nobody came there. She didn't blame them, who would want to be where such a horrible thing was? For the past twenty minutes she had been waiting there. Finally she gave up, and was about to go home when a piece of paper caught her eye.

Meet me when all doom rains

At the location of Valkyrie

Gap Shop possibly built possibly not at there

It didn't make sense. Did it?

Something was nagging her at the back of her head. AJ didn't know what. Ignoring it, she kept the paper with her and went back home.

There were two girls. A mirror image of each other. The same auburn curls tumbled down, framing their face. One was pale, her sparkling emerald green eyes filled vengeance with cruel smile. The other was tan, her face filled with determination yet her eyes were weary and lacked the sparkle that the other had. She had the sort of weariness like that person had been through too much. There were freckles on both girls.

AJ watched them. A spotlight shined on the pair. Other than them, everything was dark.

With a shock, AJ realized that the tan girl was herself. And the pale one was Janet, only a cruel version of her.

Janet took out a knife that was in her dress. AJ knew that she had several more hidden. She did not however anticipate what happened next.

Janet lunged, the knife in her hand aimed at AJ's heart. AJ screamed. An instant before the knife stabbed, Janet crumbled into dust. So did the surroundings around them.

The surroundings suddenly changed. There was a boy in front of her, with straight dark hair and freckles. He also had a face that seemed familiar. He was on the ground, blood staining his t-shirt. The boy groaned in pain and struggled to say something. There was a girl with auburn hair and freckles standing behind him. AJ couldn't see her features. She had a knife in her hand.

Was that AJ?

The girl stood there, ready to kill. She started to bring her knife lower and lower.

AJ was now at a lake. The mist seemed to swallow everything. There were two ghostly figures walking towards her, somehow walking through the lake itself. They were barely making any progress. AJ blinked.

Somehow the figures were suddenly in front of her. She could recognize her parents, Jennifer and Jason Jones. The life seemed to have been sucked out of them. They smiled and reached out to her. Jennifer opened her mouth.

"A variation of null-"

She never completed her sentence.

A knife shot past, taking the ghostly scene-and AJ's parents-away. AJ found herself falling to her inevitable death. Down and down in to the darkness.

AJ woke up, sweat running down the side of her face. She pinched herself on the arm. A red welt appeared. It was just a nightmare.

But the nightmare wasn't a normal one. It had told her something. What her mother had said, it was the key to the note from the supermarket.

"A variation of null code"

That was what she had meant to say. AJ started decoding the note.