Author's note: One of my favorite childhood TV shows. Just so you know, this fanfiction will feature OC villains and characters. I hope that you will enjoy reading this fanfiction!

Frightened, a man began to run for his life. His face was in so much pain, all he could feel was the pain. He continued to cry for help as he ran through the cold autumn night. His breathing became staggered, heavy, and uneven. His legs felt like they were about to give out from underneath him. He didn't dare stop though, in fear of someone following him. On the man's face was a freshly cut incision that started from the top of his forehead and ended down to the point of his chin.

For a brief moment, he thought that he was safe to take a breath of air; he came to a halt. He bent down, putting his hands to his knobbly knees. Perking his head up, he began looking from left to right, behind him, before he returned to looking down at the pebbled path he was currently on. He finished catching his breath and slowly standing up, one vertebrae at a time. When he went to start running again, he came face-to-face with someone in a mask with a facial scar stitch. The man then fell backwards, cowering as he backed away from the masked person.

"S-Stay away from me!" The man yelled.

The masked character walked closer before the man felt hands grabbing him. The man struggled, he couldn't see the faces of the owners of the hands. The unfortunate man let out one more scream before him, and the mysterious characters vanished.

…...

After the three Totally Spies graduated from Malibu University, they went to separate Graduate schools. Clover took her fashion degree to the next step, but it seemed like her worst enemy attended the same school. Samantha took her degree to her new school, she was going to become a Doctor. Alexandra was on her way with her new degree as a sporting coach. It would be very hard for the three of them, however, they knew that they couldn't stay together forever. They remained close as friends could be, they were also WOOHP spies. Perhaps there will be a mission for them to go on. That wouldn't be the case for the next two years however, the girls would now be in their Senior year of Graduate School.

Clover would be walking from her last class for the day to the student building to sit down before she went to her dorm room. Wearing red high heels and a new red cotton dress, she carried her bag against her shoulder. Taking out her compowder, she was hoping that Sam or Alex messaged her. She sighed as she saw no new messages. She sat down on a bench, closing her compowder before sticking it back in her bag.

"E-Excuse me?" A meek male voice stated. "Could you direct me to the Math building? I'm supposed to take a test, but all the other test centers are full. The only one open is in the Math building."

Clover glanced up from where she sat, seeing this young man's handsome face. She blushed as her heart felt warm. The boy had shaggy brunette hair, emerald green eyes, and athletic features. The boy didn't look no older than 21, a sophomore.

"Of course!" Clover answered, jumping right on board. "I can show you where the Math building is."

"Thank you, ma'm," he replied.

"You're welcome," she said. "My name is Clover. It's nice to meet you."

"Connor, pleased to meet you Clover," the boy said.

"Maybe after your test, we can go get some coffee at the cafe!" Said Clover. "I'll get a nonfat latte and you can get whatever you want."

"Uh, sure, sounds great," Connor replied, his face turning bright red.

Clover walked Connor across campus to a warm brown building that was three stories high with trees all around it, covering the open areas from the sun. It was clearly obvious, Clover was head-over-heels in love with Connor. Connor talked about how he was from Beverly Hills, Clover's home town.

"Here is the Math-," Clover began.

"Ah, coming into my building?" A familiar female voice rang. "As if! You know that it takes more than that to get past me."

"I'm just showing a student around, Mandy," Clover answered, trying hard not to get annoyed with Mandy's statement. "Let me through so I can show him to his class."

"Ha! Like you know your way through this building!" Mandy laughed. "You would get lost that the police would have to issue a missing persons report."

"Mandy, I'm only going to ask this one more time," Clover spoke, she was getting irritated. "Let me pass."

"I think I can find my way," Connor said. "Thank you for showing me the way, Clover."

Clover turned to look at the handsome boy walking from behind her to the entrance of the building. Mandy began laughing once again, which made Clover imagine that Mandy was drifting away at sea full of sharks. Clover clenched her fists and turned the other direction, walking away. She returned to that bench that she was sitting on before Connor had met her at. She folded her arms, sighing.

"I miss having missions," she muttered. "I miss seeing my friends. I miss Jer. I miss all of it."

A faint beep could be heard before the bench Clover was sitting on had fallen through the ground, just like the good old times. Clover let out a powerful scream, she was shocked and surprised, her hands pulling her dress down in front to keep it from flowing up in the sudden rush of air. Could it be? Was Jerry calling her back?

…

Samantha would be at the cafe shop inside the student union building with David. They were talking about if they should start dating. Sam, of course, was on the fence about dating. Yes, she still had a crush on him. However, her heart and mind were on finishing her degree. David understood Sam's decisions, he would wait. But they would still be friends. Now that the holidays were here, David would be going home. Sam was planning on meeting up with Clover and Alex to surprise Jerry on Thanksgiving.

"When you see Clover and Alex," David paused. "Tell them 'hi' for me."

"You know I will, David," Sam replied.

"Happy Thanksgiving, Sam," David said as he stood up with his coffee cup. "I will see you later."

"Happy Thanksgiving, David. Have a good trip," Sam told him.

David and Sam wave to each other before they go their separate directions. Sam took her cup to a quiet room, she sighed as she took out her compowder. She had no messages from Clover or Alex. She put it away in her bag. Sam then leaned back in her chair, glancing up at the ceiling. Her red hair brushing the back of the chair. Suddenly, the chair leaned back way too far. It began to feel like Sam was falling backwards.

"H-Hey! What's going on?!" She questioned.

Sam turned her head to find herself falling down an open trap door. Her eyes widened. She knew where she was going, this was all too familiar to her. WOOHP was calling for help.

…

Alexandra would be walking out from class, holding hands with a man she had been dating. This had been their first week since they decided to go steady. Alex glanced up to look at him. His short black hair was spiked, his blue eyes were deep as the sea, and his lips were kissable. His name is William Reads. He walked her to her dorm room.

"Thank you for walking me to my dorm, Will," Alex said.

"Anytime, Alex," he replied. "Have fun with your friends."

"I will spend Christmas with you," Alex paused. "I promise."

"I'll hold you to that," he smiled before he kissed her. "I better get going."

"See you after the holiday, Will," Alex said.

"See you, Alex," he replied before he left.

Alex opened the door to her dorm room, trying to hide the fact she was blushing. She closed the door behind her. Did he really just kiss her? If that happened, that would mark their first kiss. She had to tell the other girls, she grabbed her compowder, hoping that the others had messaged her. No new messages. Alex placed her compowder back in her pocket before she walked towards the mirror. She was still blushing like crazy!

"He kissed me!" She exclaimed. "He really kissed me!"

Her cheering came to an end when the floor opened up from underneath her. Alex began screaming out of complete surprise. This was all too familiar, these tunnels were bringing back memories that she had kept secret.

…

There were three screams that were in sync with one another. Soon, the screaming came to a stop when three girls landed on a soft floor cushion. Clover began rubbing her head, she felt like she hit her head on the way down. Sam rubbed her arm, falling backwards wasn't her idea of fun. Alex rubbed her knees, landing on them gave her rug burns. However, when they saw each other; they forgot about their pain.

"Sam, Alex!" Clover exclaimed.

"Clover, Alex!" Sam added.

"Sam, Clover!" Alex said.

"I'm glad to see you too, girls," a familiar male voice said.

The girls turned to see a familiar well dressed man standing behind the desk.

"Jerry!" They replied in unison, so happy to see him.

"I hate to break this reunion, girls," Jerry Lewis spoke. "I have to cut to the chase and tell you about your new mission."

"Wait a minute! We haven't had a mission in two years," Clover paused. "Why are we getting a mission now?"

"There hasn't been any real serious situations to call you girls," Jerry answered. "I'm sorry that I never told you."

"We're not angry at you, Jer," Alex said.

"What matters is that we are all back," Sam added.

"Now about our mission," Clover finished.

"Your mission? Ah yes!" Jerry paused. "This mission is possibly the most serious we have ever had to face yet. Victims have gone to local authorities talking about a man in a mask with a long stitch crossed in front cutting into their face with surgery tools."

On the screen, there was a scarred victim. It was enough to make the girls gag. Sam then looked at Jerry.

"Who asked for WOOHP's help?" Sam questioned.

"The local police," Jerry answered. "As of now, no one has died from their wounds."

"I hope this mission doesn't end up with us getting cut up," Clover spoke.

"We're sending you to Montana," Jerry added on to the mission. "It's where this spree all began. It's up to you to find more clues that we can use to help us put this man behind bars."

Alex blinked, hearing the location began to make her think.

"To help you on your mission, we better talk about the gadgets," Jerry said, snapping his fingers as the screen changed to where the gadgets would be shown. "Jetpack Backpacks, Heat-Sensor 6000 Infered Sunglasses, Earring Communicator, DNA Scanner Sunglasses, Laser Lipstick, Homing Stick Pin, and C.A.S.H."

"This is a lot of gadgets," Alex replied. "I just hope that this isn't going to cost actual cash."

"We're probably gonna need them," Sam paused. "If our references are correct, we are facing someone who is entirely different than anyone else we've faced."

"More than likely," Clover said.

"We will do our best, Jerry," Sam said.

"The plane will be waiting for you," Jerry replied. "Good luck, girls."

Jerry pressed a red button on his desk, it opened the floor from underneath the three spies and they fell all the way down. Of course, the girls screamed.

"Oh, I really missed doing that," Jerry muttered.