Summary: Story occurs in a 2014-2015 one-year timeline, but mostly follows canon plot in season one, beyond that, it will get more and more off-canon. My name is Infinity Grace. I'm only four years old, but bad people still chase after me because computer mama tells me too many things I shouldn't know. But it's because of this that I meet Nikita, my real mama.
Reminder: Since this story occurs in a 2014-2015 one-year timeline, regardless of what season's plot this story will be at, Infinity remains four years old. In this story, Nikita is 28 years old, Alex is 20 years old, and Amanda is 41 years old.
'Blah.' = computerized voice inside Infinity's head.
Blah = visions and flashes of images in Infinity's mind as well as dreams and flashbacks
Infinity Grace
Physical appearance: look at the image on the story cover (I edited the girl in the picture ONLY so that she would better suit by character
Birth date: September 21st, 2010
Age: 4 years old
Height: 3'
Weight: 25 lbs
Body measurements: 20 in, 18 in, 21 in
Shoe size: 10 (USA)
Infinity and Beyond
-Chapter 1-
Nikita Mears
My arms wrap around Lily, my Panda bear tightly. There are many men with machine guns in Dr. Windsor's lab. Dr. Windsor looked scared.
'They're going to kill him. To kill someone is to take away their life, so they won't wake up and nobody will see them again.' I feel what computer mama would call goosebumps pop up my olive skin.
Just then, the leader and the only man without a machine gun grabs my arm. 'Michael, an agent at Division, an assassination organization. Assassination: to kill by a sudden or secret attack, often for government-related reasons. To attack is to actively try to hurt someone. A government is a group of people who are in charge of making the rules and running a country.'
"You don't need to see this." He picks me up and takes me out of the lab to the warm weather outside. "We are gonna wait here."
I pick up a dried up leaf off the ground. I crumple it up into tiny bits and I blow it off of my hand. I like to see how the wind makes it fly away.
Then, I pick up a tree branch and draw an invisible smiley face on the ground. I pretend that I'm an artist trying to finish a painting.
"I want red here, and blue there, and purple over here…" I say to myself as I run from one tree to another.
"What are you doing?" Michael interrupts me in the middle of my pretending game.
But before I can even say a word, one of his men comes outside. "We're done."
Michael turns to me. "Alright, we gotta go." He opens the car door and lifts me onto a car seat. "You know how to do your seat belt?"
"I know how to buckle it." I say. "But I don't know how to unbuckle it."
"I'll help you unbuckle it when we have to get off." He tells me as he gets into the driver's seat.
"Where are you taking me?" I ask, but computer mama has already answered that question. 'Division.'
"To meet some new friends, and then to your new home." He says.
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Computer mama is right, like always. Michael takes me to Division. I fall asleep in the car and wakes up in a room I've never been in before where everything is white and silver.
Michael is standing by the doorway, watching me. "Good, you're awake." He says impatiently. "Now, let's go." I get out of bed and follow him out of the room.
"You know where you are?" He says.
"Computer mama said this place is called Division." I say quietly. I remember what computer mama said, it's scary, I don't like this place.
"And you know what Division is?" He asks again. I nod silently, keeping my eyes on my moving feet.
"Do you understand everything computer mama tells you?" Michael raises his eyebrow.
"I don't understand a lot of what she says, but she still tells me things." I shake my head without looking up.
"Wow." He says. "Percy was right, you're the Container."
'Percy, one of the three creators of Division.' We pass by a large room where a lot of men and women are kicking and punching each other. 'Sparring: people learn fighting skills without landing heavy blows.'
I stare and point. "That looks like it hurts."
"They're learning to fight." Michael explains.
I step back nervously at the sight of one woman throwing another onto a floor mat. "Fighting is scary."
Michael looks at me kindly. "Of course it is."
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Michael walks me into a room with some large screens. There is an old, white-haired man in the room. He leads me to him. "So, she's the Container?" The old man says.
'Container: An object that can be used to hold or move something.' I wrinkle my straight nose, I don't like the way he calls me "the Container".
Michael nods. "Say hello to Percy." Michael says to me.
"Hello, Percy." I say.
He looks at me like I'm a piece of meat. "What's your name?"
I stare at him. I don't want to tell him, but Michael touches my shoulder gently. "Go on." He tells me.
"Infinity." I make myself murmur.
"Alright, Infinity," Percy says. "I want you to watch this screen with me." My head turns to the direction he is pointing at.
I see a large camera image of a hotel lobby, behind it there are many other smaller images. "This is a surveillance of General Safwani entering the Wyckland Hotel." Michael speaks up. "Three bodyguards in his suite, one advanced guard in the lobby. Lobby guard is our weak link. That's our way in."
'They're planning an assassination.' I gasp out loud. Percy looks at me. "What?"
I shake my head quickly. "Nothing." I walk over to hide behind Michael. Percy scares me...
"We have one shot at this." Percy says to Michael. "If he makes it to the U.N., we fail. What's the team look like?"
"It's a 4-man OP." Michael answers. "One of my recruits, Thom, is ready for the field. And I was planning on using—"
He's interrupted by the ring tone of Percy's cell phone. "Percy."
There is a moment of silence. "Really?" Percy stands up. "When? No, I'll be right there."
Percy doesn't look happy. "I'm taking you off Operation Black Arrow. Giving you a new assignment."
Michael blinks. "What?"
"Nikita." Percy says.
'Nikita Mears, the first agent to ever escape Division.'
"Nikita?" Michael smirks.
"She's back on the radar." Percy says. "Sprung one of our mouse traps." His words make me think of giant black rats.
"I want you to hunt her down, and I want you to confirm the kill." Percy says. "Do you think you can do that this time?"
"What do you think?" Michael smirks.
Percy nods. "Good." Then he glances at me. "I trust that I can leave the girl to you?"
"Of course." Michael says before he leads me out the door. "Come on; let's get you to your new home."
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We pass the cafeteria just in time to see two women in a fight. I don't like to see grown-ups fight, it's scary.
A brunette woman has her fork pointing at a dark-skinned woman. Just then a white man wraps his arms around the dark-skinned woman and sits her on his lap.
I don't know that adults can sit on each other's laps. The dark woman's eyes land on me, and she smirks.
I look away quickly. "Do you have to use the washroom?" Michael asks as he leads me away to continue walking. "Cause we have to make a quick pit-stop."
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"Yeah, well, understand this... FBI is paying for all this damage, cause this is going a bit beyond the call of duty." Says a smelly old man whose name is Gary.
"Hey, hey, she didn't go into the bathroom." Gary calls out, trying to stop a man named Roan from going into his bathroom.
"Did she say anything else?" Michael asks.
"Man, we've been over this fifty freakin' times already." Gary complains quietly.
"What do you think she meant by 'it ends now'?" Michael continues to question him.
Gary shakes his head. "I don't know, cause I kinda lost my focus when she went into the whole James Bond thing."
"Who's James Bond?" I ask.
Gary raises an eyebrow at Michael. "How old is this kid? Three? Four?"
"It's none of your business." Michael says before turning to me. "Not now."
Then, he turns back to Gary. "I'm talking about her tone. Was she tired? Did she want to surrender? Did she want to give up?"
"Man, I wasn't concentrating on her tone." Gary growls. "Cause my wrist –" Why does he start his sentences with "man"? What if he's talking to a woman?
He's interrupted by a loud gunshot. I squeeze my almond-shaped dark brown eyes shut. I'm too scared to look. "Roan! You pulled a gun in front of a four-year-old!" Michael says in the same tone that grown-ups use to talk to me when I've done something wrong, usually just before they hurt me.
"She's going to have to deal with it sooner or later." Roan says.
"Don't open your eyes just yet." I feel Michael pick me up. He carries me to the outside of the house. "Now you can open your eyes."
When I open my eyes, I'm glad I'm not seeing anything scary.
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"Do you like your new home?" Michael asks. "You're going to be living here with me."
I feel myself nodding. I know something bad happened to Gary. It makes me feel the creepy-crawleys.
"Infinity!" Michael calls very loudly. I tilt my head up. He frowns. "Are you alright?"
I look at my feet. "I'm scared." I sniffle. I try my best not to cry.
Michael picks me up and puts me on his lap. "Do you know what I like to do when I'm scared?"
"What?" I ask as he takes out two clean napkins and makes two napkin dolls.
"You can make them do lots of things, see?" He says as he makes them shake hands with each other.
"Can I play?" I smile.
"Here." Michael says. "This is what you do…"
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I sit on a couch, as a woman walks into the room. 'Amanda, she created Division along with Percy.'
"Hello, Infinity." She smiles. "Do you know my name?"
"Amanda." I nod.
"Good." She says. "Michael was right, you're cute."
"Thank you." I smile.
"So, what do you like to do when you're bored?" She asks.
"I like to play with toys, and watch TV, and play games…" I list the things I like to do.
"What's your favorite game?"
"Hide-and-seek."
"Do you know why you're here?"
"No." I shake my head.
"You're here because you're special, Infinity." Amanda says. "Do you know why you're special?"
"Um…" I don't know why I'm special. "Because you say I am?" I guess.
"No." Amanda laughs before she stands up and walks over to me. She puts a hand on my chest. "Because you have something precious inside of you." 'Precious: something of great value.'
"Who put it there?" I ask.
"Someone who wants to make sure you're important." She answers just as Michael opens the door and walks into the room.
"You about done?" He asks Amanda.
"Just about." Amanda says to Michael before looking back at me. "I'll see you later, Infinity." She nods at me.
"Bye, Amanda." I say as Michael is standing there, waiting for me. I stand up, grab Lily, and leave the room with Michael.
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I'm in the computer room with three men: Michael, Percy, and Birkhoff (he sits in front of a computer all day).
"She's running out of options." Birkhoff says as he puts the bag of ice onto his face. He has just come back from Nikita. "I mean, if she can't crack me, there's no way she's gonna crack this place."
"She say who she was working for?" Percy asks.
Birkhoff shakes his head. "No. Honestly, I think it's a bluff. I think she's on her own. I mean, you should've seen her, she was a wreck. I was able to turn the tables on her easy."
"Yeah," Michael doesn't believe what he's hearing. "Was that before or after she duct-taped you to that springy rocking horse?"
"Can you take me there to play later?" I pull on Michael's arm.
"Yeah." Michael says quietly to me before turning back to Birkhoff. "The only reason why you're alive is because she wanted you that way." He then looks to Percy. "We need to suspend all operations until we can contain this. As long as she's out there, she's a threat."
"Threats are what we put down using our resources." Percy stands up. "Nikita is a complication." I tilt my head to the side, I don't get it.
"You believe Birkhoff." Michael says, sounding a little angry.
"I'm telling the truth, Michael." Birkhoff says. "And she didn't kill me because she likes me. Think you're just jealous she didn't ask about you."
Percy looks at his watch and stands up, getting ready to leave. "Where are you going?" Michael asks.
"Joint Intelligence fundraiser tonight." Percy answers. "I've put in an appearance." I think of a person with two heads.
"For the record, I'm not going to let a piece of street trash slow down this operation." Percy continues angrily. "Not for one minute. All operations are go, including Black Arrow." He stops just as he reaches the door. "Oh, I want the Container there tonight." He adds.
"What?" Michael argues. "She's four-years-old! The fundraiser's not gonna –"
"She's a child of the US government, Michael." Percy interrupts him. "The fundraiser will allow it." He says before leaving the room.
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Vision
"That should do it." A man named Thom said to another man who was taller. They were in a washroom.
"I hope so." The most pretty woman I've ever seen walked in. 'Nikita Mears, the first person to ever run away from Division.'
She fought the two men. She spent more time on Thom, and finally knocked him to the floor after she banged his head by the sink counter.
I don't like this woman, she's scary. "That could've gone better." She panted.
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She knocked on a hotel room door. There are two dark-skinned men inside. One of them was a guard, the other man was eating. 'General Safwani.'
The guard pulled out a handgun. This is something computer mama is showing me, so I can't close my eyes and not look. But I'm scared.
He slowly walked toward the door. Nikita kicked the door open and kicked the guard to the floor.
General Safwani stood up. Nikita shot him with something that caused his body to shake before he falls to the floor.
End Vision
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"Stay close to me." Michael whispers to me. We are currently at the Centennial Foundation. We walk straight to Percy.
"Black Arrow was blown." Michael whispers to Percy. "Nikita sabotaged the OP."
"Then what the hell are you doing here? Find her!" Percy growls.
"We need to pull in assets from the field." Michael tells him. "We trained Nikita to be a ghost. Finding her when she doesn't want to be found is next to impossible." Michael takes a sip of his champagne before his eyes widened.
"Hey guys." Nikita's voice says. She walks up to the bar. Michael pulls me closer as we walk toward her. I gulp nervously. I remember what computer mama showed me. She's scary, she hurts people.
'She's your mother.' I hug Lily tightly. I don't want to have a scary mother.
"I thought I heard my name." She smirks before her eyes looks down to me. Her eyes widen in shock, but then she looks sad.
"How did you get in here?" Michael says.
"Front door." She says, looking back up. "Like you."
An elderly man walks up to her. "Who are you bothering now?"
Nikita laughs. "What, I can't mingle?"
"She's being behaving herself, Senator." Percy says. "I'm sorry; I didn't get your name." I feel my oval-shaped face frown. I don't know what's going on.
"Oh, Nikita." She says.
Percy tilts his head. "Beautiful. Your daughter?"
"Family friend." The senator says.
Nikita smiles. "Yes, shall—" She spills her drink on the senator's shirt. "I'm sorry."
"We'd better get some seltzer on that." Percy says.
"That's right, that's right. This way, Senator." Michael leads him away and is just about to take me away too when Percy stops him. "She can stay, Michael."
Michael mouths the words "be careful" to me as I bite my bottom lip. I don't feel safe without Michael. I don't move and stand where I am. I don't want to stand any closer to Percy or Nikita.
"If you think Senator Marcus is going to be leverage, he's not." Percy says seriously.
Nikita sips her champagne calmly. "He was just my ticket tonight. I found out what escort service he used and I worked it so I was his date."
"Well, you've been planning this for a while, huh?" Percy says. I feel very scared to be here.
She looks at me in a way that's almost like she's trying to tell me something before looking back up at Percy. "I want you to know I can get to you, and hit you where it hurts the most."
"My feelings?" Percy mocks.
"Your funding." Nikita says. "Tonight was just a taste. I'm going to take you apart, piece by piece, mission by mission." She looks at me again. "Especially since you've hit rock bottom." She sounds angrier now.
"But you're still one step behind." Percy smirks scarily. "You and I both know that I've something here tonight that I can use to cause you pain."
"I'm not going to let you." Nikita looks scared and her breathing shakes a little. I almost start to think that maybe she's not so bad after all.
'They're talking about you.' I feel my body go stiff. I'm scared. Is Percy or Nikita going to hurt me?
"Didn't you accompany me to one of these once?" Percy smiles scarily, changing the subject.
Nikita looks tense. "Yes. Six years ago. You needed some arm candy to distract some VIP. I'm surprised you remember that."
"I remember everything." Percy states. Nikita mouths an oh before Percy continues. "Which is why I decided to bring along a little back-up tonight."
Nikita's eyes travel around the room and land on a waiter with a moustache. "And I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline your offer." Percy threatens.
Nikita pulls out a compact mirror from her purse. "You know, this doesn't have to be awkward." Percy says. "Just take my arm and we'll go right out that door." Nikita shines the mirror in front of her face.
'She's using it to see who are Percy's people.' "We can do it quiet, or the other way." Percy says. "Your choice."
Nikita pulls out a lipstick. 'It's going to make a car blow up outside.' "No Percy, it's yours." She says. "And you just made it." She rolls her lipstick all the way to the top.
I feel the shaking of the car going boom. "Her lipstick made a car blow up."
Percy turns toward me, very angry. "You're supposed to tell me this sort of thing before it happens." I scream as he slaps me hard on the face, causing me to fall and slide across the floor.
"No!" Nikita screams almost as if Percy has slapped her too. I don't really understand.
"I told you, Nikita." Percy growls. "You dare make a move, and I won't hesitate to hurt her."
Nikita grabs the gun from one of Percy's back-ups and shoots at other Division people. In the midst of the chaos, I'm still on the floor as I feel the pain of people stepping on me and kicking me. It hurts, so I start crying.
I hear the gun shots loud and clear. I hope that none of them would land on me. Nikita runs to me and picks me up. "Come with me."
I stay as still as I can as she carries me through a back door and grabs a black coat from a coat hanger by a second set of doors. We come out to a back alley. "Nikita!" Michael's voice stops us.
I'm scared to move until Nikita puts me down. "Go stand beside the wall." She tells me quietly. I walk toward the wall. I smile when I see a big piece of white chalk on the ground. I run to it happily as I start drawing on the ground.
"Safety on." He calls to Nikita. "Toss it behind you, don't turn around. Get down on the ground. Slowly. Spread your arms and your legs."
Nikita turns around anyways. "Just like old time, huh?"
"Shut up." Michael says to her. His eyes land on me before he looks up at Nikita. "Where do you think you are taking her?"
"You know who she is to me, Michael." Nikita swallows. "I can't have her at Division."
"Is that why you're back here?" Michael says.
"Someone has to stop Percy." Nikita says. I draw a flower with a long stem and big leaves.
"And how do you plan on going about that and protect Infinity?" Michael says. I tilt my head. Nikita's trying to protect me? Wait, protect me from what?
"What are you talking about?" Nikita frowns. "She's four-years-old, Michael, she shouldn't have to -"
"You don't know." Michael interrupts her in a tone that sounds as if he can't believe what he's hearing. "Infinity is the Container, Nikita. Percy isn't just using her for vengeance against you. You can't get her out of Division like you did with yourself. Everyone is going to be looking for her, and they're not just going to eventually give up like Division did with you. She needs to be protected."
"I'm talking about evidence of every job Division, Gogol, the CIA, and even MI6 has had." Michael continues. "It's all been embedded into her mind. She's currently the only known existing Container in the world. She's a living computer that updates herself." I don't know what he's saying about me, but I don't like it.
"Who did this to her?" Nikita's voice shakes and there are tears in her eyes.
"He's been dead for a few days now." Michael tells her. There is silence for a few seconds before he continues. "I know you're in this for revenge, Nikita."
"You blame me?" Nikita says. "You know firsthand what it feels like. Have the thing you love most in life taken away from you."
"It wasn't your life, it was your cover." Michael says.
"Is that what you're gonna tell me about Infinity too?" Nikita says, sounding both sad and angry. "That she was just a cover? You know better than anyone Daniel wasn't just a cover to me, Michael."
'Daniel was her fiancé, Division killed him four years ago. A fiancé is a man that a woman is going to marry.'
"I warned you not to get emotionally attached." He says.
Nikita takes a step toward him. "You mean the way you did... with me?" I draw a tree and some grass.
Michael raises his gun back up toward her. "Don't. Don't."
"Michael, I know why you're staying there." Nikita says. "You want to protect the other recruits the way you protected me."
"I can't protect you anymore." Michael says sadly.
"Then let me take… take my daughter… and go." Nikita says as she pauses to look at me as though she's not sure about something before looking back at Michael. "Or kill me… but please… protect her, Michael."
It feels weird to be called her daughter, and her words make my stomach feel like feathers are floating inside it. I don't know if I want to be her daughter, I still think she's a scary woman.
Michael sighs and lowers his gun. "You're her mother; you should take her and go."
"Thank you." Nikita says.
"I'll give you a head start." Michael says. "If you're going to protect her, you've to keep yourself alive. If we meet again, I can't promise what will happen."
"I can." Nikita sighs before she grabs a gun from her coat pocket and shoots at him.
"What—" I gasp, my hand stops in the middle of another tree I'm drawing and goes up to cover my mouth.
Michael drops to the ground as Nikita runs forward to grab the handgun he drops. "It's a good wound." Nikita says. "They'll think you tried to stop me. Just trying to protect you." I tilt my head. That's a weird way to protect someone.
"Keep her safe, Nikita." Michael calls out as Nikita picks me up again and carried me away. I try to stay completely still in her arms, I'm scared she might hurt me.
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I hear Nikita typing on the computer as I sit on the chair stiffly. I don't know what to do or say. I know she's my mother, but I'm still a little scared.
I hear her walk toward me. She bents down to my eye-level and smiles. "How are you feeling?"
I shrink back and don't say anything. I keep my eyes on my hands, which are on my legs.
She crouches down in front of me and puts her warm hands on top of mine. "You don't have to be scared of me." She tells me. "I'm not going to hurt you."
"Why am I here?" I swallow before whimpering quietly.
"You're here because this is a safe place." She says. "I'm going to keep you safe."
I want to slide my hands out of her's, but I don't want to make her mad, she might hurt me.
"Are you ready for bed?" She asks when I don't say anything.
I nod my head a little before she picks me up again and carries me off to my new bed. I do take a quick peek at her face, she looks sad.
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Author's note: alright guys, here's the first chapter. Please review!