Note:Yup, here I go writing the sequel. My brain works in a strange way, so this is going to be...er...a bit more than strange. Yes...
Note:I finally got an account of fictionpress, but I can't put shit on it! (DAMMIT!!) Well it's Ahemait, if you want to look and if I can put things on it!
Note:Back to the story...I do not own totally spies, but I do know the original characters, Crimson, Sparky, Arlene and maybe more little background idiots. Steal them and I'll murder you.
ONWARD!! (still have an obsessive over that word!!)
Prologue
Crimson went back to her cell, a bright grin on her face. She had just gotten off the phone with her buddy Sparky. Within the short time limit given to her by the officer that was guarding her, she had struck a deal with the Canadian- born man.
"What are you smiling about?" The guard, Wilson snapped at her, locking her back in the cell. He gave a nod at her when he asked the question. Something was going on. He could tell. This Crimson girl was up to something sinister and he wanted to be sure to put an end to it. She might not say right away, but he'd make her speak.
Crimson flopped down on her bed and looked at Wilson, who gave her a look that screamed, I'm waiting... Then she began to laugh. "Don't worry my little buddy!" She said loudly.
Wilson raised an eyebrow, half at her words, half at how she had said it.
"You'll see. You'll all see."
Wilson's brow went down as Crimson again began to laugh. He was afraid to find out what she was speaking about. But he remained calm, "When?" He asked, "When will I see the truth?"
"Soon. About two hours, plus...minus." She said bluntly.
Then there was a loud explosion to Wilson's left. Guards and prisoners began to scream and run away. But Crimson laid still on her back. In a mocking voice she told her guard as he laid on the ground, bleeding from a gash he had gotten from the explosion, "Oops," she told him as he glared wide-eyed at her, "I guess I lied."