Hey, guys!

I really should be updating my other stories * ahem *, but this stuck in my mind! Some of this chapter uses words from another book, so don't charge into my house in the middle of the night waving flaming torches!

Disclaimer: Ally (And some) owns all (I'll come up with a more interesting one next time.)

Cammie's POV

I have become invisible.

Imagine you are making your way along a bustling street in your hometown.

You push through the crowd, brushing me, but you still do not see me.

Perhaps you are walking alone through a deserted alleyway in a remote village.

You might walk past me and never notice.

I can move a silently as a ghost.

Unseen by the human eye.

And when I strike, I strike fast.

You could be dealt a deathly blow, yet never see who or what killed you.

But I would not draw my weapon against you.

Because to kill without reason, in cold blood, is against the code of spies.

And I am a spy.

Ah, I see you blink with surprise.

A girl? You are thinking. Surely a girl cannot become a spy!

But you are wrong.

My sisters and I have proved that girls can be spies.

Together we have honored our father's memory by treading the path of the spy, a path full of hardship, danger, and death.

It is strange to think that I once knew so little of danger, and nothing of death.

But now, death stalks me.

A dark shadow follows my every footstep, watches my every move.

I can hide from you in the streets, but I cannot hide from death.

Oh, yes. Death and I have come to know each other very well.

Reminder: This is in progress. Would my readers be kind enough to review and tell me if I should continue? (P.S I won't be borrowing from the aforementioned book after this chapter.)