LOVE AND DUTY
Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a Totally Spies and Game of Thrones crossover collaboration story.
This story is being written by Boris Yeltsin, Assassin master ezio 91, Marina Ka-Fai, and me. We hope you'll enjoy this crossover!
DISCLAIMER: All characters of Totally Spies belong to Marathon Media and all characters of Game of Thrones belong to George R. R. Martin. The character Andrew is owned by me, and Robert is owned by Boris Yeltsin.
All prefaces will be shown at the end of the chapter. Enjoy!
IN BEVERLY HILLS, CALIFORNIA:
It was a beautiful and sunny day in Beverly Hills California. The day was perfect. It was warm, but not very humid out. Beverly Hills is also where Beverly Hills High School is located; said school is often nicknamed 'Bev High' by most people. The school is no different than most high schools. It consisted of a fountain out front with a sign of the school's name located nearby. The school was tan in color with a red orange color roof, and there were several mini corridors outside the front entrance of the school and there was even a balcony located right above the front entrance. The hallways in the school were typical for most high school hallways, as it featured a sets of lockers on both sides, and classrooms in all different directions. In the hallway, five high school teenage students, which consisted of three girls and two guys, were walking down the hallway, and they were identified in a very particular and specific order.
The first one was Samantha Simpson, best known as Sam by her peers. She was a rather tall and slender young woman. Her appearance couldn't deny the tiny bit of Irish blood in her veins: fiery red long hair falling freely, waving down a pale skin. She considered herself lucky. She was one of the few red-haired people who had pale skin but without the freckles. Not that she disliked them, but she just liked the thought of something rare going on for her. Another thing she found funny about her appearance was her eyes. Not their shape or their shade, just an amusing detail: As if some kind of superior force wanted them to tell the world of her favorite color without her speaking, it made them of that said color; green, emerald green. Today she was wearing a simple lime green dress shirt with a red violet thin strapped tank top underneath, and a simple skirt to compliment it. Her story, however, was a sadly too common one, one everyone seemed against, but one everyone allowed, in silence, because it was easier to stand by and not act on it. Sam had always been an excellent student. She wasn't able to tell why or how, she was simple that way; everything went into her brain and made sense. And to see and hear her parents so proud, it certainly helped cultivating this advantage she had. But children were cruel beings and people feared what was different. Sam was too clever for them. She was too far ahead. And because of that, under the cowardly eyes of the adults, for the high majority of her school years, she had been bullied: cruel nicknames, hit, and humiliated. It was only when her parents put all of her bullies' parents in the pains of a trial, which they won, that her agony stopped. It never really ceased though. If she was not insulted and hurt anymore, at least physically hurt, she was given a nickname filled with disdain and loathing, people imagining she thought herself better and higher than them, which she didn't. Her last name was Simpson. She was the smart, eco-friendly with European blood Simpson. All she lacked was the yellow skin and the loss of one finger. Otherwise, the nickname Lisa Simpson spat at her with scorn, still stuck to her. It was only when she left her hometown in California and moved somewhere else, changing states, that the name took another meaning. She made friends. She was accepted. And now, if they called her Lisa, it was said with softness and admiration. Sometimes, she was even nicknamed Hermione. But the one she liked best was Sam. That was the first she was given, by her proud and loving parents, without whom she would have felt weaker and would have broken down.
The girl to Sam's left was Clover Ewing. She had light blue eyes, fair skin, and shoulder-length blonde hair. The attire she usually stuck with often helped show off her curves. Here, she was wearing a simple pink dress, red jacket, and high heels. Though she looked like your average California girl, Clover's father was actually a successful Oil Tycoon from Texas, a very uplifting fact. Like many girls of her generation, she is into the latest of everything, whether it was fashion, foods or films. She was also very into cute boys, too. That is, until she met her current boyfriend some time ago. She was popular, but not as popular as her rival, Amanda 'Mandy' Luxe, the leader of the Beverly Hills High Harpies. To her boyfriend, Mandy reminded him of Fran Drescher, an actress he deeply abhorred.
The girl to Sam's right was Alexandra Vasquez, known as Alex by her friends. She was the youngest of the three girls in the group and unlike Sam and Clover, her skin was darker and more tan, she had a bob-cut hairstyle, brown gold eyes, and three freckles underneath both of her eyes right where her cheeks are. Today she was wearing a simple cyan skirt and a dark red strap over-shirt. Being born to an Hispanic mom from Mexico who worked as a crafts maker, and a European American dad who worked more towards the business industry, Alex was often bullied and teased constantly growing up, due to being born to a Mexican mother and for only being American in birthplace. Over the years she has constantly been referred to by nasty racial slurs such as Wetback, Beaner and Spic, and was often insulted by the horrible names that they gave her. Some of them even referred to her as a Tacohead due to her heritage, and it made her really uncomfortable. Fortunately, when she moved to Beverly Hills, away from the border of Mexico in California, and when she first became friends with Sam and Clover, this mostly toned down for the Hispanic lady, but several people continued to call her such slurs, including Mandy. Nonetheless, she tries to ignore and dismiss these insults nowadays.
One of the two guys in the group who was right next to Alex, was known as Andrew Peterson, but he was often referred to as just Andrew. A man of Irish and French descendants, he was shown with having pale skin, had brown medium length hair and he had green color eyes. For his outfit, he was wearing combat shorts and a simple blue t-shirt. Having been born in Massachusetts and moved to Beverly Hills months ago, Andrew was constantly bullied a lot when he was younger, especially after losing his parents in a tragic accident, where he slowly became more of a lone wolf after they passed on, and it motivated him to move to the other side of the country; to Beverly Hills California. He was a free willed and independent guy who never asked for help from others, and even though he continues to be bullied to this day, especially after his first day at BHHS, where he was constantly being teased, mocked and bullied specifically by the likes of Mandy and her two friends; Caitlin and Dominique, he never lets it get to him and break him, especially since he doesn't care about it at all, maintaining a rather stoic personality as a result. However, despite his rather distant hardened personality, he was deep down, a really nice and friendly young man, and he was willing to become close to Alex, who claimed him as her boyfriend as a result of something he did for her. Even though he thrived for independence and solitude, he was alright with Alex being his girlfriend and having her enter his life.
The last one on Andrew's left was Robert Forrest. A native to Tennessee, with the accent to match, he had bright green eyes and short dirty blonde hair. He never cared for it long. Today he wore a cowboy outfit, or one as close as he could manage. This included a hat, overalls and more, all in light blue. He didn't like to show off much, but it had been Clover's idea on his outfit today, and some of it she'd bought him as part of a birthday gift. Being of mixed heritage; German and Italian, he wasn't mocked for it in the Volunteer State of his birth. However, on arrival in the Golden State, the mocking had started. He was called such names such as hillbilly, bumpkin, and more, but he'd ignored them all. He'd fallen slowly for Clover, slowly of course. He'd given her the nickname Fallon, after the character on Dynasty, which was a show they both liked. Amanda 'Mandy' Luxe was no friend of his. Her laugh annoyed him the most. Besides comparing her to Fran Drescher's, he'd also compared her to a goat's bleat as well, at least once or twice. On ignoring her attempts to flatter him, Mandy had pranked him with chewed up gum on his seat. He'd been stuck for a time, but the others had freed him. Clover had even found him a pair of new pants in his size as soon as she could. He'd proven interesting, being a fan of a large collection of films, as well as various foods. He also loved horror films and literature, which was something Clover couldn't figure out at all.
After walking for a few moments or so, it was Alex who finally decided to speak with a little high pitch cheery voice.
"It's such a wonderful day out today," The Hispanic girl had remarked. "Isn't it such a beautiful day today Andrew?"
Andrew was taken by surprise by that question he was given. Normally he wasn't asked such a question by anyone in particular, which hardly bothered him to say the least, so having Alex ask him that particular question really surprised him. Not removing the hardened look on his face, Andrew slowly gave his response.
"Yeah," he nodded slowly, speaking in a really dull and stoic manner. "It really does seem nice out today."
Alex always wondered if Andrew was really boring at first, until she found out the tragedy behind the loss of his parents. Since then, she's grown fonder of his personality, knowing that deep down he really does love her.
Letting out a light squeal, Alex went over and embraced the man.
"Oh Andrew, you are so cute when you speak like that," she beamed as Andrew didn't even flinch by this. "I've grown so use to your personality by now, and that's why I love you so much."
Andrew expected this from her, for she looked up to him most of the time when she was dealing with something she couldn't handle alone, and in spite of his enjoyment of isolation, he appreciated the fact that Alex loved him. Not changing his tone one bit, he then gave her a simple response.
"I know, and I love you too."
Alex squealed some more as she continued to hug Andrew like crazy as the young man only placed his right hand on her back in exchange, since his left hand was caught in the hug.
Meanwhile, after witnessing and seeing this, Clover grinned.
"She's right Bobby," she told Robert, who grinned at her.
"That she is."
Robert then thought for a moment before making a suggestion to his blonde girlfriend.
"Maybe we can go out to dinner, eh Clover? There's that outdoor cafe I told you about."
"Totally. Maybe Alex and Andrew should like, join us," Clover said.
"Great! We can ask them later."
It might also help to bring Andy out of his shell a bit more. Robert thought. Even though he has already opened up to me a little from the times we hang out and spent guy to guy time together, it would be nice for ol' Andy to open up some more to us.
Andy was also a nickname he'd come up with for Andrew when they'd first met.
Believe it or not, there was actually a rather peculiar way on how Andrew became the boyfriend of Alex. They became a couple when one day, Mandy set up a hideous prank on Alex, by dumping a barrel of sticky gooey root beer on top of her, causing her to get all sticky and uncomfortable. Mandy then went on a tirade of calling her racial slurs such as Tacohead and Wetback while Alex was begging her to stop, but to no avail. Andrew who was nearby when this happened, decided to do the right thing by stepping up for the Hispanic and chewing out Mandy for what she did. Furious at this, Mandy slowly gained a rather ridiculous grudge against the young man, but Andrew could care less. After Mandy stomped off, Alex was touched that Andrew had stuck up for her and thanked him for sticking up for her. She gave him a hug and despite the fact that he got covered in sticky root beer from the hug, which she apologized to him for getting it all over him, he wasn't upset in the slightest and he, along with Alex's friends Sam and Clover, decided to get the young Hispanic all cleaned up from the mess she got into. Since then, Alex gained feelings for him, and they eventually became a couple. In addition to that, Andrew found it shocking and strangely cute when Alex ended up cursing in Spanish when she was aggravated and annoyed with something. Needless to say, Andrew wasn't bothered with Alex being in a relationship with him.
As far as Clover and Robert go, the incident with Mandy and the gum had happened on Robert's first day no less, much to his frustration. After Clover and the others had helped to get him free, and get a pair of pants, he'd gotten to know all four of them, including Andrew, whom was already a part of the group prior to his arrival; when he bonded with Sam and became friends with her, at the request of Alex. He'd been to Clover's mansion a time or two, and had met her parents. Both had taken a liking to him, causing Clover, to her shock to use a Texas drawl, something she didn't do very often. Mandy, a few days after the gum incident had tried again, this time attempting to drench him with hot coffee. Clover, who knew Mandy's tricks like the back of her hand, had stopped it, only to be drenched herself. Robert had heard her scream, and had gotten her to the nurse, even helping to treat her coffee burns, though they weren't that bad. They'd fallen for each other, though they hadn't wanted to rush it, and they hadn't.
Looking at her two best friends so lovey-dovey with their boyfriends, Sam couldn't help but feel the sting of jealousy. She hated herself for it, for Alex and Clover were her best friends; the sisters any girl could have hoped for and they deserved happiness. She knew having someone meant sharing your time, but very often, she felt left out. Clover and Alex certainly didn't do it on purpose, she knew. She wasn't a child anymore, she didn't need a constant attention, and still she felt lonely most of the time. She had even started to wonder if, one day, a boy would look at her the way her friends were looked at. She was strong, but she wanted someone with whom she could allow herself to melt down. Maybe she scared them off, she thought. Did men prefer women dumber than they were? What was she doing wrong? Was she just too invested in her work? Was she being too picky? She hated herself for doubting herself this way, she hated herself for not being able to embrace Clover and Alex's happiness fully, and she was just the worst person on Earth. Maybe she didn't deserve to be loved by someone like they were. She sighed and kept on walking, her mind rather numbed and her heart down.
As soon as Sam walked ahead of the group, Clover and Alex took notice of this and realized something was wrong. Under normal circumstance did Sam rarely want to walk ahead of her friends. Taking this as a concern, both Clover and Alex separated from their respective boyfriends for the moment and decided to run off after Sam, leaving Robert and Andrew behind for the moment. Alex was the first to call out to their red-headed friend.
"Hey Sam, wait up!" Alex yelled as the two girls were rushing to catch up to her.
"Sam, what's up?! Wait!" Clover called after her friend.
The two of them caught up to the red-head, who disregarded them and did not react to their presence. It was then they started speaking to her.
"Sammy, what's the matter?" The young Hispanic asked in concern.
"It's like you're late for a clearance sale or something." Clover added.
Sam did not respond. She continued to rush ahead and tried to brush them off, which proved to be useless since they were all over her. They then started asking her questions on what was wrong with her one at a time.
"Sam," Alex spoke first. "Did you forget to put on your makeup?"
There was no response. It was then Clover's turn to ask her.
"Did some jock turn you down and ditch you for something?"
Still no reaction came in exchange.
"Did you forget to do your homework again?" Alex questioned.
Once again, there was not a single peep from her. Several other questions came from the two girls.
"Do you have to finish one of your assignments?"
"Did you get some kind of emergency text from your mom?"
"Are you having a bad stomach-ache?"
"You didn't forget your compact again, did you?"
"Is someone bullying you for being smart again?"
No response from any of the questions occurred. There was nothing but silence that came out of her towards the questions they asked her, and this went on for several minutes or so.
Finally, Sam then came to a stop and Clover and Alex stopped right behind her. After catching their breathes, Alex decided to make a comment.
"Gee Sammy," Alex panted. "I have been doing jogs every morning, but I've never seen you rush like this before."
After catching themselves from the mini workout, they knew something was wrong, and demanded answers.
"Sam, you can tell us what is wrong." Alex was the first to speak.
"C'mon, you can tell us anything." Clover told her, meaning it.
Not facing them, she sighed.
"I do not deserve friends like you." She finally said.
This got both Alex and Clover shocked as they heard their friend speak with such heartbreak.
"Huh," Alex was confused. "What do you mean by that Sam?"
"Yeah, what are you talking about? This isn't like you." Clover mentioned as Andrew and Robert came to the scene to find out what's wrong.
It hurt her to say so, it physically hurt her and she swore the girls heard the small anguish in her voice because she was fighting hard to avoid crying. Soon, she felt two hands on both her shoulders and the eyes of her caring friends, Clover and Alex, on her. Once again, she had done nothing to deserve their affection.
"I feel so silly for feeling this way, but I can't help myself. Seeing you two so happy with two amazing boys to love you, it makes me wonder when my turn will come. If I even deserve for it to come. I just feel...left out."
This got all four of them shocked, even though it wasn't shown on Andrew's face. That's what her problem was. She didn't have a boyfriend like Alex and Clover do. It was evident that her emotions of not having someone broke right through for the others to realize, for it was shown that they felt sympathy for the red-head. All four of them decided to reassure her by giving their own comments about her predicament.
"Awww Sam," Alex felt sad for her. "It'll be alright. I'm sure there's someone out there for you."
"Yeah," Andrew agreed with her. "I believe that you'll find your perfect match out there."
"They're right Sammy," Clover told her. "Don't beat yourself up over this."
"She's right, you'll find someone one of these days," added Robert.
"And besides," Alex gave Sam that reassuring smile on her face. "Perhaps it would be a good idea to find someone that would best fit your personality."
"Yeah, like try the library," Clover added. "That's like, one of your favorite places."
Suddenly, Sam's face lit up, and her friends knew that look on her all too well: an idea popped in her mind!
"You are geniuses guys! I've looked in the wrong places! That's all! I'll definitely check the library, but first!"
She took a hair elastic from her purse and tied her fiery hair into a ponytail. Searching for more gear in her bag, she eventually found two Asian chop sticks, mint green with delicate pictures of the branches of a sakura tree blooming. Keeping them, holding them tight between her lips, she found an elastic hair tie. She took her hair and started to roll it, creating a bun at the birth of her slender and pale neck. A few bobby pins to secure it and she finally added her stick, both stuck on the right side of the hairstyle, slightly opened as if they had been put into a bowl of rice, as if her hair was the delicate meal to be eaten right away. She had let two small pieces of hair falling down before her ears, waving gently, so she'd have the elegance a bun gave to a woman without the severe aura it could also grant. She took out her glasses. Sam didn't really have eye issues, but she had to admit that, as a bookworm and someone who spent a lot of time on her computer, these comfort glasses were a true relief. She didn't need a mirror to know she looked great. The looks on her friends' face said it all. She had embraced who she was long ago, and if anything, she wanted to show that 'nerds' could be hot too. Hermione turned out to be a beauty in the books, didn't she?
"Library, here I come!"
The others were proud and happy about her newfound confidence and hype. They all gave their remarks with smiles on their faces.
"Aww, it's great that Sammy has found some newly formed confidence in herself," Alex remarked while smiling, as the four of them decided to accompany her while walking down the halls.
"Yeah," said Andrew with a small smile on his face, not lifting his stoic tone. "I am happy for her."
"We did it! She's out of her funk!" Clover told Robert, as she followed the others.
"She's bound to find someone in her league." Robert agreed, grinning as they passed a vending machine on the way to the library, with Sam lost in thought and excitement and she was finally able to find someone in her league.
Unfortunately, before they could get to the library, the vending machine they just passed ended up shaking, getting all five of their attention as this led to some confusion.
"What the…?"
Before Andrew could finish that sentence, the vending machine sucked them all in and they were now screaming and falling through a passageway. They knew exactly what this meant.
"Oh no, here we go again guys!" Alex shouted .
"Ugh, Jer has the worst timing ever!" Clover yelled as they fell downward.
"Come on, really?!" Sam screamed. "I don't have time to get WOOHP'd! I have a cute looking guy to look for in the library!"
"Well this brings back memories, doesn't it Robert?" Andrew had asked his friend Robert.
"Sure does Andy." Robert said.
Believe it or not, there was a rather bizarre way on how Andrew and Robert became WOOHP spies. It occurred when they were hanging out with their girlfriends and Sam together, when they ended up getting sucked into WOOHP unintentionally. They were both taken into interest as Jerry found both of them to be potentially well trained spies.
As far as Andrew recalled, it was 48 hours of hardcore training that he had to go through, but he didn't complain about it, as he had been through much worse. It was time consuming and backbreaking at most, but it was worth becoming a spy for WOOHP in the end, since Andrew found the life to be amusing, what with the catsuit and gadgets and such, and in spite of his desires of wanting to work alone, he eventually gave in and was paired up with the girls and Robert in the end.
Then there's Robert, who also remembered his first time being WOOHP'd. He almost had had a heart attack, and Clover had had to get him a drink to help him relax. Jerry had explained everything, and Robert had been outfitted for his first mission after 48 hours of the hardcore training Andrew went through; his catsuit being as he called it, "Confederate Grey", as the others including his girlfriend were really confused by why he called it that. Still, he had loved the thrill of the mission, thinking of the many spy novels he had in his book library on his computer, and had agreed to stay on after the villain had been captured, thanks to some tricks Robert had picked up from the various spy thrillers he read.
And here they were; being sent to WOOHP once again. All five of them. Four out of the five were wondering what Jerry had in store for them this time. Meanwhile, Sam had more mixed feelings about all this.
She loved Jerry with all her heart, he was almost like family to her but he was the definition of a cockblock! She didn't like the word but it suited him at that very moment. Maybe it was karma. For daring putting herself before the world. Still, it sucked and she wished she knew what kind of boys she had missed in the library.
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IN WOOHP HQ:
They all landed painfully, with Robert falling flat on his face on top of it.
"For Christ sake Jerry, ever heard of calling a taxi?!" Robert almost yelled in response.
Disregarding what Robert shouted, Jerry then gave his greetings.
"Why hello spies," Jerry greeted them. "Good to know none of your money was eaten."
The spies were unfazed by that remark, with Sam getting up and giving her boss a glare, angered about something else.
"I hope you had fun ruining my big moment and the start of my quest for someone to share my life with!"
"Excuse me?" Jerry asked, having no idea what she was getting at, while raising an eyebrow in confusion.
"Oh don't mind her Jerry," Alex spoke. "She's just destined for love."
"She so totally is." Clover agreed as she nodded.
Jerry registered what they were talking about, and slowly nodded.
"Oh, I see." Jerry told them.
"In any case Jerry, is there any reason why you summoned us today?" Andrew questioned while rubbing his right hand on his chin.
"Yeah. It must be important." Robert added as the five of them looked at him, while Sam was still slightly annoyed by this.
Jerry cleared his throat.
"Very well then, on to business. I've called you here for a mission abroad. Certain people need protection after a murder of a well known businessman occurred in a particular area."
All 5 of them looked shock and gasped as Sam no longer had that annoyed look on her face. Sure they've dealt with hostage situations, terrorists and the likes, but never murderers. Sam in particular had some thoughts in mind.
Murders huh? Sam thought. This is a whole new level, if they trust us with that.
She immediately forgot about the boyfriend affair; someone had died, people were about to die if nothing was done, and because of that, they came first.
Even Andrew was quite disturbed by this as all five of them unleashed a barrage of questions all at once.
"What?! Jerry, is this true?!" Alex was the first to ask with a look of fear in her eyes.
"Yeah," Andrew had affirmed with a shocked but still dull tone. "How did something like this occur?"
"Any idea who did this?" Robert asked.
"Who was the victim?" Clover managed to ask, trying to dab sweat off her forehead.
"Can you share the details with us?" Sam asked her boss. "Who was the victim? What did he do for a living? What of his family? How did he die? Are the people we are supposed to protect related? If so, how are they related? Do they all share a link with the victim? Do you have any kind of suspect already?"
All of these questions came out of nowhere for Jerry. As such, he had to get them under control.
"Settle down." Jerry told them.
Shortly afterwards, they did. Jerry then explained what he knew so far.
"I don't have all the full details at this point."
It was then Sam decided to speak up.
"Well who are we going to be protecting," Sam asked. "The more we know, the easier it gets for us. This isn't a mere mission, for lives are on the line and I'll be damned if our protégés died because we weren't properly prepared."
Jerry understood what Sam was talking about. As such, he decided to continue.
"Patience please," said Jerry. "It just so happens that I do know who you'll be protecting."
A slide projector appeared, displaying several images. A total of five people were shown on the projector, and they were identified in a particular order.
The first one was a young woman who was 18. Around the age of the spies, she had auburn hair and blue eyes, had light blue eyeliner, and wore a light blue girly looking dress, along with dark socks and black flats with a pink color bra underneath.
"This is Sansa Stark," Jerry started. "She is the second eldest in the Stark family behind her brother Rob. She has a younger sister and 2 younger brothers; Arya, Bran and Rickon respectively."
He then explained about the Stark's business dealings. They weren't allies of the Lannisters, but would work with them if need be. He then turned to face the blonde girl and revealed to her something peculiar.
"Sansa is...well, your type Clover."
"Preppy?" Clover asked.
"You could call it that." Jerry told her.
My type he says. Clover thought.
Sansa did seem like...well, a girly girl to Clover; afraid to get her hands dirty, much like Clover did at times on missions, not one for jumping into rivers and whatnot, something that got on her friends nerves at times.
The second one was an older man who was around 58. The man was tall and slim, with blonde sideburns and green eyes, wore a dark grey business suit, including black shoes and socks along with pants and a t-shirt underneath.
"This is Tywin Lannister," Jerry explained about the second person. "He is the head of Lannister Corp. His wife died giving birth to his third child. His children are Cersei; his hot-headed daughter, Jaime; head of security for the head of Westeros main business empire, and Tyrion; born with dwarfism but good with numbers."
"Sounds like a kingmaker." Robert said in a musing manner.
"He is. Though he cares more about his family's legacy. Former military as well, and so is his brother Kevan."
This got Robert interested; he thought of Tywin as a strong willed politician and a businessman, with a lot of clout. His family being well-off showed what kind of man he was, willing to do anything to insure his family's reputation stayed intact.
The third one was a teenage girl, who was the age of 16, was five foot one in height, and she was also skinny yet clearly athletic. She also had notably pale skin and a long narrow face, as well as grey eyes, which in the image showed she was a very strong willed young woman, her hair was cut somewhat short, level with her chin and was brown in color, except for a streak of it framing the right side of her face which had been dyed a butterfly blue color, the clothes consisted of a pair of ripped jeans, a white tank op with a deliberately frayed hem and displaying a stylized skull image on it's front, and a pair of black somewhat worn calf-high combat boots, some spiked bracelets on her wrists and a beanie placed on her head that completed the image.
"This is Arya Lyanna Stark," Jerry continued. "She's the third child and youngest daughter of Eddard Stark and his wife Catelyn. Eddard was a very close friend of the deceased. She is something of a...wild card in her family. Not what you'd expect from a well off family with enough money and prominence to be considered examples of etiquette."
"Wow," Alex seemed impressed by what was being shown. "She seems really cool."
"Well yes, you can say that," Jerry said. "She's a bit of a tomboy if I must say. She's quite similar to you Alex."
Awesome. Alex thought while smiling to herself.
Alex had found some of Arya's athletic prowess and description to be awesome. She also seemed to admire Arya's appearance and her fashion style and look on her face convinced Alex that she was nothing short of a total badass. It reminded her of that biker Donna Ramone that she clearly remembered interacting with not too long ago, where while frustrating at first, in the end, Alex proved to Donna that she was more than lollipops and rainbows, and that she can be as tough as nails if the situation calls for it. Perhaps she could end up going through the same thing with Arya, if it was possible.
The fourth one was a young man who was the age of 21, being around six feet tall, as well as being strong and muscular. He also had healthy tan skin, shaggy looking black hair and blue eyes. He seemed notably different from Arya; still strong-willed, but more open and friendly. His clothes were casual, simple jeans and a T-shirt, simple sneakers on his feet.
"This is Gendry Robert Waters," Jerry explained. "He's the um, illegitimate son of victim. Works as a mechanic, he's also Arya Stark's boyfriend."
"Hmm, interesting," said Andrew, who was rubbing his chin in amusement. "He seems pretty strong and bold."
"Why yes he is," Jerry took notice of Andrew's tone. "He might even share some of your interests Andrew."
This got Andrew interested for many reasons; he was clearly astounded by Gendry's appearance and his skills, figuring that he was a loner himself. Someone who prefers to work alone just like he does. The thoughts of that cause Andrew to gain a slight smirk on his face while not removing the stoic look in his eyes. This'll be interesting for Andrew to interact with Gendry if possible.
The fifth and final one was a 17 year old young man, who was drop dead gorgeous. He had pale skin, emerald green color eyes, and sandy blond hair with some natural red glints here and there, and was shiny and soft looking. He also had a straight nose, full lips, an oval shaped face, and no signs of any kind of beard, as well as having nails that seemed perfectly trimmed, that were cut neatly and in a proper natural shape. Another peculiar feature of the young man was the clothes he was wearing; he had on white jeans with a purple polo, a soft lilac jacket on his shoulders, a watch and several bracelets on his left wrist, mostly thin brown leather bracelets, only one stood out really: made of wood, a row of beads close to one another, and he had simple black shoes to complete the outfit.
"This is Lancel Kevan Tywin Lannister," Jerry moved on to the last person. "He is the son of Kevan Lannister, a former well known soldier, but once he left the military forces, he became a Westerosi diplomat. Kevan is also the younger brother of Tywin Lannister, one of the richest and most powerful men of the Seven Kingdoms. He also has two younger brothers named Martyn and Willem, who are 4 years younger than Lancel, being 13 years old, and he also has a 3 year old baby sister known as Janei. His cousin Cersei, who is Tywin's daughter, was the victim's widow and from what they knew, Lancel worked for her husband part time after his classes. His cousin Cersei also has three children, one of which is known as Joffrey Baratheon, and two other children; Myrcella and Tommen. Lancel is also referred to by his peers as arrogant, impatient and humorless from what was told."
He's the nephew of the most powerful man in the world, born in a family who put family before anything else, if not the family's legacy. Sam thought with a huge amount of interest, a smile crawling onto her face. Of course he's gonna be picky. If he is like most Lannisters, he just wants to help his family the best he can. And he's young. He doesn't know any better yet. Or it's just a facade; something to protect himself from the Medias, so he can have a private life.
It was clear that Sam was feeling surprised, and at the same time, she felt some feelings developing for the young man; Lancel was definitely a handsome cute guy, and could be a top model if he wanted to be one. His picture was flawless enough, which Sam was beginning to admire that about the young man. Yet, she couldn't shake the feeling she had that he was scared. There was something in his eyes, she couldn't name what it was, but it was clear that Lancel was more than anyone described him to be. Of course, Sam had took in what was said about him being arrogant, impatient and humorless by his folks, and she had this feeling it was just a facade; given by the look of fear in his eyes and face. Of course, she knew little of the Lannisters, but it was common knowledge they all had some kind of pride and that they had a strong sense of family. Nonetheless, Sam was starting to become infatuated by Lancel's appearance, and deep down, she sees him as a precious hottie, and sees him as a potential match for her, assuming that she interacts with him a bit. Sam's cheeks were starting to become a slight rosy red just from thinking about it, which the others remained oblivious to it for the moment.
After the people were described to the spies, Jerry then decided to ask them an important question.
"Well what do you think?"
Four of the five spies then answered honestly.
"Sansa is so totally me! We can go shopping and who knows what else." Clover gushed.
"Tywin? Seems like a good business man, and he looks like he knows a thing or two about politics. I could learn a thing or two from him." Robert put in.
"I really like Arya to be honest," Alex beamed. "She is so cool looking and she seems like a complete and total boss from her appearance! She reminds me of that biker Donna Ramone for some strange reason."
"I've happened to have taken quite an interest in Gendry," Andrew mused. "He looks like he's bold, independent, and a man of steel. I could learn some stuff from him and see him as an inspiration."
Jerry then turned to face Sam, who was blushing from what he could tell.
"Sam, what do you think of Lancel?" Jerry asked the redhead.
"I think Lancel is an absolute hottie." She said, without taking her eyes off the picture.
She felt their eyes on her and she suddenly realized what she had just blurted and blushed.
"I-I'm sorry..." She stuttered, her face turning beat red.
The others noticed what she said and how her face was beat red. While most of them figure out what her deal was, Alex decided to point out the obvious.
"Sammy, your face is entirely beat red," She pointed. "Maybe we should see if you're running a fever."
"I don't think Sam's running a fever Alex." A dull response from Andrew was heard.
"Really," Alex tilted her head innocently. "Then what is it?"
"It's called the love bug," Clover told her friend. "She's fallen for a cute guy."
"Clover's got a point. I think Sammy's fallen for this Lancel fella." Robert agreed.
Alex then responded to them.
"Ah, I thought it was obvious."
This only made Sam want to hide herself in embarrassment, not to mention this was being down in front of Jerry, and this seemed to be uncalled for and unprofessional. Clearing her throat, she then gave another statement about Lancel.
"Lancel seems pretty okay to me. I'm sure he's not as bad as everyone says he is. He's a Lannister, he was born in money, fame and power, and of course he is a bit prideful, so what? Besides, you know I don't let anyone walk over me. Never again."
The other fours spies already knew the truth that she blurted out and know that she is developing feelings for Lancel, but Sam decided to ignore that for the time being. There was one thought she managed to keep to herself: Lancel seemed like a mystery and she hoped she could get to uncover the true him under the mask he had to wear.
After the tension settled down, Jerry decided to get straight to the point.
"Well anyhow, these 5 are being put under our surveillance, and we want you five to work undercover with them to help lead us to the killer and find out more about the victim." Jerry told them.
"So who are we working with?" Clover asked.
"No need to rush," Jerry told the blonde. "You'll find out momentarily."
"What does that mean Jer?" Alex questioned in a confused tone.
Jerry then ignored her and went straight to the important essentials of the mission.
"Now for the gadgets," he then showed them the gadgets that they'll be using which they got a close look of. "The lab on the go; easy for analyzing anything you find, on the go of course. The metal goggles; comes with three different settings that allows you to see through walls, smoke/fog, and pitch-black darkness. Multi-tooled bracelets; easy access to whatever you need. Laser lipsticks for lasers, and compowders to keep in touch with one another should something go wrong."
"Okay Jer, but Robert and I are guys," Andrew deadpanned. "We can't use compowders."
"Yeah, or laser lipsticks," Robert added.
"Ah silly me," Jerry then showed them male versions of the compowder and laser lipsticks, which looked more like an iPhone and a mustache trimmer respectively.
"These are the alternate versions of the compowder and laser lipstick respectively."
"I take it not many of your agents are men," Robert told him.
"Quite right. Only a few as it turns out."
"I see. That's interesting," mused Andrew who examined the alternate versions of the compowder and laser lipstick.
"Well, that's all great Jer," remarked Alex as the other spies (except Sam) nodded. "What do you think Sam?"
Sam didn't answer. She didn't hear the question asked to her, for her eyes were still on Lancel's portrait. She had to admit it was weird to feel drawn to the picture of a complete stranger and be hooked only by his looks. She was still studying his eyes. Yes, his posture wanted to show a confident young man. Maybe she was imagining things because she was making a story in her head already, but she was almost certain there was something in them. There was something around him. She didn't see an arrogant man. She saw a frightened boy. His eyes showed her someone with something too heavy to bear, something crushing him down, and he was trying to carry it with as much dignity as he could. She saw a lonely boy. And for a brief moment, she saw herself. She saw herself back when she was bullied, mocked, when school had become Hell on Earth. Lancel definitely had secrets, and most certainly secrets about this mission, hence why he needed to be protected. Something had happened to him and now, he was trying not to drown in this entire mess.
"You're overanalyzing and over imagining things, Sam. Focus. Don't let your feelings get in the way too much." She tried to reason herself.
The others saw that she was looking at Lancel's image and examining it, and when they got a good look of him, they noticed that something was wrong and there was something up with him. Andrew in particular felt the dude had some problems going on and wondered if it was something he couldn't handle and if he needed some assistance with tackling demons or whatever it is that's bugging him.
"Hmm, from this image alone, I feel as though there may be something wrong with Lancel," said Andrew. "Regardless, I feel really bad for him."
"I feel sorry for him too Andrew," Alex agreed with him.
"Looks like something happen to him." Clover mentioned.
"Yeah, he looks kinda depressed." Robert added.
It was then Jerry then got their attention once again.
"Ahem, there is one thing I must inform you all before I forget," Jerry revealed. "You'll find a folder in the jet that explains who you'll be working for this mission."
"Got it Jer!" said Alex.
"One last thing, note that Gendry and Arya are hardly apart from one another." Jerry advised.
Andrew couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at that, and at the same time, he found this revelation quite astonishing.
"I see," was his response.
"Yeah," Robert added. "This makes things more interesting."
"Now are there any questions before you shove off?"
No replies came, which what good enough of an answer for him.
"Then ta ta, and good luck spies."
Soon, all 5 were WOOHP'd again, with Robert grabbing Clover's hand, his nails digging into her palm as they landed in the jet. The five spies were departed from WOOHP and were heading to their destination about to take on this new mission they were given.
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IN THE SKIES ABOVE WESTEROS:
In the skies right above the continent of Westeros, we see the jet plane that the five spies were riding in and the five of them had already put on their Westeros disguises which all five of them had distinctively different outfits on.
Sam decided to go for a strict look. Elegant, but strict. She was there to protect her client and they all came from a rich background, and if Gendry wasn't, he was still linked to it. She let her hair down, waving gently. She opted for an olive blouse with a matching ribbon around the collar and long puffy sleeves that became tight around her wrists. To go along with it, she decided to wear a tight high and black pencil skirt, some tights and black ankle boots. Her make-up would be very minimalist. She didn't wear any foundation, she had no use for it, and so she went for a small touch of natural pink on her lips, a little bit of mascara and thin eyeliner. She'd loosen up only when her protégé would feel at ease with her. Not before.
Clover was next to put on her own disguise. It was possible Sansa's family wasn't rich, but she was still linked to it in some way. Clover went for her best outfit; all red, including skirt, pants and black flats. She put her blonde hair into two braids, held in place with pins, and at least 2 layers of make up. She also had a red necklace, as well as a pink brooch that was in the shape of a lily.
As for Alex, whose disguise which wasn't as girly as Clover's nor was it as elegant and strict as Sam's, she went with something simple and nothing that screams fancy, and she had little to no make up on as well. Her hair was also left not styled for this mission too. She really wanted to see if she could impress Arya for this occasion, if she would be paired with her, so she didn't want to look girly like Clover. She just wants to be simple. She was wearing a yellow necklace however, and she was also wearing a sapphire color brooch which was in the shape of a young maiden, matching her zodiac sign of being a Virgo. It was clear that she was looking forward to this.
Then there was Andrew, who unlike the girls didn't wear anything special. He only wore a simple average outfit that consisted of the colors white and light blue, with simple brown shoes and plaid socks on, which wasn't anything that you wouldn't see in any other location. He did have a backpack on him however, which had the essentials he wanted to have on him in case something happens. On the front pouch of the backpack, there were several button pins pinned onto it. Each with a different color and image. Believe it or not, he was sure that if he was paired with Gendry, this experience could be something worth wild for him, but he'll have to wait and see who he was being paired up with precisely.
Last there was Robert, who went with something stylish, but not flashy. He had on black business shoes, with tennis shoes for casual wear, black ankle socks, dark pants and t-shirt with a blue dress shirt and jacket, with casual shorts and a second t-shirt. He also carried a canvas bag for things he might need for the mission; he wasn't taking any chances if Tywin, if that was who he'd be paired with, was the target of some attempt on his life.
Clover later spotted Robert in the jet's restroom. He was brushing his teeth, using mouthwash after he did, shaving, filing his nails, and more.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"Trying to look presentable, in case it's Tywin's who I'm protecting." Robert told her.
"Going all out?"
"Yeah."
Clover grinned and kissed him.
"You don't have to impress him y'know."
"Yeah I know, but I feel the need to anyway."
Clover looked puzzled for a second, but eventually shrugged it off.
"Well if you say so."
It was then Robert remembered something; one thing Robert had forgotten to do was to set his watch to the time zone of Westeros he'd be in. He could take care of that later on, however. He would have to make himself a mental note as a reminder.
Checking herself in the mirror one last time, Sam decided that her hair down could get in the way. She chose a bun. Not a strict one, she didn't want to appear as too stuck up, there was a thin line between looking like a classical professional girl and a parody. The bun started at the birth of her neck and she allowed two locks of hair to frame her face. She added the glasses she had for reading, they were thin and discrete.
"I have to appear as professional if I get with Lancel. With the others as well, but let's not forget who Lancel is. We'll see afterwards what we should do in terms of cover."
Meanwhile, Andrew was lost in thought at the moment as he was thinking about the situation that was going on at the moment; Who was the victim? What happened precisely? Who was the perpetrator who killed this victim? What could the motive be for this, and why would a mysterious murder appear out of the blue like this? All these questions clouded Andrew's mind as he continued to think to himself in regards to this.
Alex noticed something was up with Andrew and that he was thinking to himself. Wanting to see if he was upset about something, Alex gently poked his shoulder and got his attention.
"Hey Andrew? Are you alright," asked the Hispanic. "Is there something you're thinking about?"
Andrew was caught out of his thoughts when she asked that. Wanting to be honest, Andrew slowly sighed and explained it to her.
"I'm fine," he said dully. "I'm just thinking about some things."
"Thinking about what?"
"About this mission that we are going on," he slowly said. "There are so many things with this mission that seem out of place, and it doesn't make any sense."
Alex started to register what Andrew was getting at and seemed to agree with him.
"I see," Alex sat in the seat next to him. "I'm sure we'll find some answers when the time comes."
Andrew knew she was trying to help him. Despite having absolutely no problem with working alone and how he preferred to accomplish missions by himself, he appreciated the help that his Hispanic girlfriend was offering him. Not lifting his bored tone, he nodded and responded to her.
"I know."
Alex nodded as she took a look around, knowing that they wouldn't get to their stop for a few more minutes. Suddenly, she caught the attention of some white manila folder sticking out of a nearby cabinet.
"What's that?" She questioned in a puzzled manner.
Andrew seemed curious too, as he hadn't noticed it until now. Getting up from his seat, the young man went over and took the manila folder from the cabinet and sat back down.
"What is in that folder Andy?"
Andrew disregarded the question just for a second and looked at what was inside. When he saw what was in there, he realized exactly what it was that was in there.
"Oh my," His tone didn't sound ecstatic, but his eyes seemed surprised by what he found.
This caught the attention of his dear friend Robert, who decided to see what's up.
"Andy? What's going on?" Robert asked.
"Guys, you aren't going to believe this, but remember when Jerry said to us there was a folder that revealed who we'd be paired up with," asked the young man. "Well I think I found that folder that reveals who we'll be paired up with."
The others were surprised to know about that as comments were being made.
"Whoa! That's the folder?" asked Alex.
"Jer could've mentioned it." Clover groaned.
"Probably wanted to surprise us. Who are we working with?" Robert asked as Sam had overheard this news, but she kept to herself for the moment.
"Alright, give me a moment and I'll reveal it to all five of us." He then took the paper out of the folder and then started to read off who was being paired with what.
"Okay, now first off," he read off the paper. "Robert is being paired with Tywin."
Robert grinned at this.
"Excellent. I'm sure I could learn a few things from him. What's my cover?" He asked.
Andrew decided to disregard that question as he continued.
"Next up, Clover is being paired with Sansa."
"Nice. We can do a lot of shopping."
"Might be a bit of a culture shock for you, darling." Robert told her.
"What ever." She said, ignoring her boyfriend's apparent warning.
Andrew decided to ignore that as he continued.
"Anyway, Andrew is being paired up with Gendry," Andrew was surprised and on the inside, he was also hyped about this. "This'll be interesting."
"I bet it will be fun for you Andy," His girlfriend chirped.
"Yeah," he responded awkwardly. "It also says that Alex is being paired with Arya."
This got Alex hyped and excited, as she then beamed.
"Alright! This is so exciting! I get to interact with this cool chick," Alex then remembered something. "And according to what Jerry said, Arya and Gendry are hardly apart, which means we'll be sticking together Andy!"
Andrew was taken aback by her squeal of excitement when he realized she was right. He really wanted to take this on alone, but if its how it is assigned, then he isn't one to complain about it, not that he would have anyway.
"Yeah...this could be fun." He said, sounding tense.
"So what else does it say on that paper?"
"I'm getting to that," he revealed the final pairing. "Finally, it says that Sam is being paired up with…Lancel."
Hearing that she was paired with that boy whose picture amazed her so much, Sam couldn't help smiling. Still, she managed, though with difficulty, to remain serious.
"Well, that's fine by me." She said.
Deep down, she could feel her heart racing and butterflies flying in her stomach. She was paired with the hot Westerosi! Finally luck had come!
Wow, girl, chill out! This is work. You'd be lucky to even actually befriend him so for him to actually fall for you? A hot young man like that is certainly dating already. I just hope I can be of some help to him, to make him feel safe and better.
She hoped she wouldn't do anything weird when in front of him. The way she had reacted to his picture... How would she react when seeing the true him for the first time? The last thing he needed was yet another fan girl, because it was certain he had dozens at his feet already.
"He is a job." She kept repeating herself. "He's a job."
The others paid no attention to her reaction at the moment as Andrew saw something else in the folders.
"Oh guys," he started. "The folder also reveals that we'll be meeting our protégés in separate locations."
This got everyone shocked.
"Who is going where?" asked Alex, tilting her head.
"Well the paper says that Andrew, Alex and Clover will be heading to Winterfell to meet up with Gendry, Arya and Sansa, while Sam and Robert will be heading to Lannisport to wait for Lancel and Tywin to pick them both up and escort them to their respective locations at King's Landing, and Casterly Castle."
This caused Clover to get upset.
"Splitting up? We always work as a team, what the hell is Jerry thinking!?" Clover asked loudly, while her Texan accent came out as a result, something the others didn't notice or comment on, aside from Andrew and even he decided not to comment on it.
"I'm sorry Clover," Andrew sighed as he took notice of her accent. "But we have no control over this."
Clover knew he was right, so she just groaned and pouted.
Robert was able to calm her after passing her a coffee he'd gotten filled at the jet's coffee maker, having gotten himself one, a French Roast, just how he liked it.
"Darlin', it'll be fine." He promised, kissing her, with Clover seemingly ignoring his 'coffee breath', as she called it.
Clover was rather touched by this. As a result, she squeaked in excitement.
"Thanks babe!"
"You're welcome darling. Besides, we can keep in touch, so if anything comes up, you can contact me."
"You are so totally right."
She then hugged him, grinning from ear to ear.
It was then they had arrived at their destination. They were right above Oldtown as the radar made that beeping sound, which was a sign that they had made it.
"Hey guys, it looks like we made it to our destination!" Alex pointed out.
"Alright then, let's take this craft down to a landing spot."
Without saying anything, Robert got to the control seat and brought the jet plane down to a landing in Oldtown, where they would have to split up once they got out.
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IN OLDTOWN:
Eventually, they found a good parking spot which is where they landed and they got out of the jet vehicle shortly afterwards.
Old Town turned out to be the second largest city in Westeros. It was home to one of the many churches, and what looked to be a medical college. The airport was very large, as well as crowded from what they could tell as they past through its terminal.
The spies were getting a good look at the place and realized just how big it was. They have never been to this place before, let alone the continent of Westeros, so this came to a big surprise to the five of them. In spite of this, they knew that they had a mission that they had to take part in and knew it was time to split up.
"Well, I guess this is the part where we split up," Andrew confirmed. "I believe from what I saw on the map, Lannisport is just north from this place, and Winterfell is farther up North East, so I guess we best part ways from each other."
"You got it Andy," Alex smiled. "We shall go to Winterfell together."
"Yeah, along with Clover."
Realizing he was right, Alex called out to Clover.
"Hey Clover, we better get going to Winterfell!"
"Hang on." Clover told them, approaching Robert and kissing him on the cheeks several times.
"I'll miss you."
"I know honey."
Robert gently led Clover to where Andrew and Alex were before turning to Sam.
"Ready?" He asked the redhead.
"More than anything!" She replied smiling.
She realized she sounded actually a bit too excited. A man had died, someone needed her protecting and she was over the moon because she got to protect the hottest guy of the group, at least in her eyes.
Calm down Sam. Lancel is a job. He is just a job. He can become a friend, maybe, but not more than that.
As she attached her safety belt inside the car, she tried to become what she usually was: the calm voice of reason.
Andrew had noticed how she reacted to this, but he didn't want to discuss that with her. Instead, he then said.
"Ahem! Remember Sam," Andrew informed her with that firm tone in his voice. "We shall be in contact with each other in case something happens to one of us. That goes for all five of us. Is this clear?"
"That's right Andy," Alex beamed in agreement. "We have to be in touch with each other Sam!"
"They're right. We'll be in touch if anything goes wrong." Clover added.
"She's right. Besides, we can handle ourselves." Robert cut in.
Sam then looked at them, seriousness painted on her face.
"I know. He is my job. He comes first, not me."
She then smiled.
"Besides, now thanks to Jerry, we know a new corner of the world!"
"Exactly," Andrew seemed to have agreed with that. "Well let's go. We'll be in touch."
"Right behind you and we'll talk to you guys later," Alex said to Robert and Sam. "Let's go Clover."
"Right behind you," Clover told Alex.
All of them then gave one another one last good-bye before Robert turned to Sam.
"Well, let's get going." He told her.
"Yes, let's." She replied.
And so the five spies split up into two groups; Andrew, Alex and Clover were heading to Winterfell, while Robert and Sam were heading to Lannisport to wait for their protégés to pick them up and escort them to their respective locations. It seems there were a lot of mysteries behind this mission as to who was murdered and who was responsible for it. Nonetheless, the five spies decided to part ways to meet up with the person they were paired up with, and their new perilous and extraordinary mission was just beginning...
END OF CHAPTER 1
Yeah, that's it for the first chapter, which was cut due to its already long length. Now as I had said in the beginning, here are the prefaces from all four of us:
Boris Yeltsin:
I did the back stories for Robert and Clover, and also their thoughts and feelings on certain things for the chapter, along with the descriptions for them and Sansa and Tywin. I also proof-read the story. In addition to that, I came up with most, if not all, of the lines for Jerry.
Assassin master ezio 91:
While only knowing one of the fandoms really I was able to aid during the planning by offering suggestions from time to time, while in this chapter, I aided in providing the physical descriptions of Arya Stark and Gendry Waters, as well as their clothes.
Marina Ka-Fai:
I took care of all the passages about Sam and Lancel: the descriptions, the mindsets, I came up with their outfits and took care of Sam's dialogue for this chapter. I also helped in finding the title and the summary for the crossover collaboration.
Parent12D:
As the one who came up with this idea of a collaboration story, I had done a lot to contribute. I came up with the idea to do this collaborative crossover, the concept that we decided on together, the setup of the story, the outline/chapter guide for this chapter on how to set it up, in addition to handling the descriptions and backstories for Andrew and Alex, writing out their quotes and thoughts in this chapter, and I put all the sections that the others wrote to contribute for the chapter to make up the complete chapter. Aside from that, I also came up with the intro and outro for this chapter too.
Well with all that said, we hope you'll look forward to the next chapter.
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