Anti- claim! (Trying to make it less repetitive…)

Cammie moved along the wall tapping knots and indents at 4 in the morning. Most of the corridors were stone block walls and ceilings with concrete floors, every 3 meters there was an HD window and at each junction there was a small sign to point them towards certain sections of the complex. It was huge and difficult to navigate. The entrance hall had the canteen and main meetings complex on it and then a large staircase with MTECH underneath. Everything was bright and light, light blue walls, light grey concrete floor with large red rug. It was double height and had a big modern chandelier in it. The canteen was the same, just with loads of round tables each seating 10. Up the stairs you turned right for sleeping departments, left for teaching, straight on for meeting rooms and Cov Ops. At the very end of the sleeping corridor was showers, toilets and sanitary. Cammie had followed the meeting corridor up a set of rickety stairs hidden behind a stone passageway, and found herself in a large room with rough stone walls and crumbling concrete ceiling and floor. She was running her hands along the walls looking for another passage, it was dark in this room and Cammie was glad she had brought along a torch. Shining the torch on a slightly lighter section of wall she saw small sparkles on the one side, looking closer she saw they were hidden hinges. The other side of this lighter section had a small knot on it that she pulled, it opened a cupboard that housed what looked like a puzzle.

15 square tiles that each had a funny shaped line on them, and one gap. Cammie slid one of the tiles into the gap and smiled, a puzzle, she could cope with these. Sliding them all around she noticed what it was meant to look like and smiled, a funny face. Pushing the last tile into place she saw them all re-jumble and the cupboard close, then a section of rock fell off from across her revealing a doorknob. Pulling it she shone her torch down the corridor, it seemed to be wide enough and she could just about see the end. She slid inside and shuffled down the corridor, he black pj's becoming grey with dust and cobwebs. As she reached the next room a small plaque on the wall caught her attention.

Well done, this is my old room. I created these passages, puzzles and spaces to keep prying eyes away. I must congratulate you for finding it; you must love to hide or to be found.

Matthew Morgan (aka seeker)

Cammie felt her heart stop and she reached forward to brush the dust off the small plaque and watched it float to the floor which Cammie finally noticed was a soft red carpet, the walls were rough stone still and the ceiling was rough stone too. It was a fairly small room about 4 meters by 4 meters and it had no windows and no lights, Cammie noticed a very dusty box in the corner, opening it she saw a small handheld vacuum cleaner. She flicked the energy switch and saw it had no battery's in, another small box next to it had was full of battery's. She tested a few and they worked, she hoovered the room and corridor that lead to it but not the first room or they might know there was a second room. Cammie put it back away and slid down the wall in the small room. Now able to let her emotions show she let a few tears falls down her face, her hair was messy and knotted and her face was slightly red and blotchy. The nightmare that had woken her came back, Cammie closed her eyes and curled up into a tighter ball.

"Ohh…" A male voice came through the door at the end of Cammie's corridor, "Chamelon, I get it now." Cammie almost stopped breathing; nobody could see her like this. Cammie could hear the man's light footsteps around the room, they stopped and she heard the clicking of the puzzle and then the creak of the door. Cammie's breath hitched, she curled up in the corner hoping he didn't come through or couldn't. "Cammie?"

"Zach?" Cammie finally recognised the voice but she didn't move.

"Cammie thank god!" Zach shuffled though the passage banging his shoulder off the stone, "You okay?" He stuck his head into the room and saw her curled up. He looked slightly shocked and then disappeared down the corridor again, shutting the door he squeezed back and slid down next to her.

"Just go Zach." Cammie mumbled.

"In who's world, I woke up when you screamed and when I was finally awake enough to realise what had happened you were gone and now I'm not moving until you explain." He put his arm around her and she cuddled into him. "Come on."

"I hate you Zach." Cammie said into Zach's t-shirt.

"Hate you too." He mumbled back.

"I had a dream that Joe got…got…shot then you came over to get me out the way and Catherine… Catherine shot you in the leg. She then told me that all the teachers were dead as well and that if I so much as moved she would put a bullet through your head. So I knew you were going to die and so I kissed you and as I did she shot me in the shoulder I fell back and she pinned me to the floor so I… I had to watch you… you… die!" She began to sob in earnest and Zach rocked her slightly, "You were dead! In a pool of your own blood!"

"But I'm not, I'm very very much alive." Zach stroked her waist and she flinched, he looked down and saw her t-shirt was ripped and she had a large cut along the side. "What happened?"

"Oh… I think I must have hit a bit of rock. I dunno, I didn't feel it. She lifted her arm to look at it and the rip spead upward to show her bra. Lowering her arm she blushed, Zach smiled took of his tee and gave it too her. She looked shocked, then took it and put it on. Balling the plain black tee up in her hand, Zach took it and pulled it on himself.

"I can get away with a big rip, you can't. You'll be alright now and I can cope." He stood up and helped Cammie up too, she stumbled and he caught her again. Putting her upright he put his arms around her and she buried her face in her t-shirt again. "Come on, you've been up here for over 1 ½ hours. Macey will be going skitz by now, she set her alarm clock for 6 hoping to catch you when you went on the run."

"Doesn't she trust you to find me?"

"Absolute opposite, she thinks I'm too good and I will end up pulling you away from the girls."

"No way, not even you could do that." Cammie started to make her way down the corridor again, Zach shuffling behind. Slipping into the big room she saw the door became invisible and so did the cupboard as soon as she made her way down the second corridor and onto the main corridor. They managed to avoid everyone and hid back into the room they were staying in.

It was a fairly big room, with 4 wooden bunk beds next to two of the walls, next to each pillow of each bunk there was a small square alcove and socket. Then they had an en-suite, because they were in the old principle office, Macey had persuaded Joe to let them have the vanity tables back so they were on the third wall along with the door. The fourth wall had a wardrobe on it, Grant had spent ages pulling the folding doors back to reveal an entire wall of wardrobe. It was all white and concrete and Macey hated it. They had one window behind the tables. Zach opened the door to a large amount of noise, he walked in dragging Cammie behind. Only she was covered in cobwebs as Zach had brushed them off the black top.

"CAM! What happened?" Bex and Macey sprung over.

"I found a passageway, cut myself on a bit of rock and Zach swapped t-shirts so I wasn't embarrassed." Cammie told them, Macey did something nobody saw coming, she hugged Zach tightly. He looked at her, bemused then patted her back awkwardly.

"You are the best thing that happened to Cammie EVER!" She squealed the last word and then shoved Cammie into a chair. Zach shook his head slightly and went to find clothes, he wasn't like the girls and had to have an 'outfit' it was whatever looked comfiest and vaguely didn't clash. So he pulled out the first t-shirt he found, jeans and vans, turning round he saw the others in almost identical outfits, he coughed away a laugh and wondered if they had spent too much time together. So as a final thought he pulled out his leather jacket hoodie combo to make Macey happy. He threw them all on and went to sit with the lads on Grant's bed, he leant against the wall and let the conversation wash over him while he watched the girls work on Cammie. Macey had first brushed her hair and then sent her into the bathroom for a shower, she had come out in the clothes Bex had posted though the door for her and seemed a little bit shocked. Black jeans, black tank top and off the shoulder crop comic book top. She smiled down at herself, she seemed to be glad to be wearing something so normal. Zach remembered the shaking, crying mess he had found in the hidden room, the way the girls were able to change her so fast and as if they had done it a million time before freaked Zach. The fact they all had un-spoken jobs, all knew what they others were doing. Liz was cleaning the mess off Cammie's discarded leggings and the top Zach had dumped on top of them and she had folded the white t-shirt into Zach's draw.

"Zach!" Grant waved his hand infront of his friends face, "You were daydreaming."

"Leave me there, its happy." Zach smirked and zoned out again.

Liz was now repairing Cammie's top with a tiny sewing bag she had had in her blazer pocket. Macey was working on Cammie's hair, blow drying it, then putting it up in a messy bun. Bex was doing Cammie's makeup and humming along to the music. At last Bex stood up, grabbed some baseball boots for Cam and a leather jacket for Macey and walked back over. Cammie stood up and looked in the mirror, she had natural makeup and small amount of mascara just to make her look less dead.

"Well come on boys. Breakfast is at 7 and its already 6:57." The boys all shot out of bed, remembering what happened if they were late. The girls however didn't seem that bothered, they passed students everywhere, Zach noticed they were mostly girls, and followed their flow downstairs. It was 7:01 when they entered the hall and Zach saw some girls sitting down just now, even though the boys were already sat, waiting. On each table were a small selection of cereals, a few pastry things and half a loaf of fresh bread. Everyone sat down and looked at the top table, the team saw nobody else was eating and Grant put down the bread he had been holding hopefully next to his mouth.

"Hello students," Buckingham was standing up at the top table, it reminded Cammie of a book she had once read about wizards, they had a great hall and the headmaster used to sit in the big chair at the middle of a long table that covered the back of the hall. "Now that you have all arrived we are glad to say the uniforms have been dispatched, boys as your old uniform was not very appropriate for this current schooling system we have adapted the girls to create a boys one. No you will not have to wear checked trousers, we promise. Also any student wishing to take Covert Operations will now have to log themselves onto the system with a retinal scan as we need to be more able to close that section of the building if required. Thank you, enjoy your food." She sat down and the hall erupted with noise, they could see Joe sending Buckingham an odd look, she shrugged mouthed something and Joe stood up. He edged along the walls of the hall to the back corner where the group of them sat.

"Yeh, seems I was wrong. There are uniforms."

"Do we have to wear them?" Cammie felt a little bit hopeful that they didn't have to because they were exceptions and did more work and were doing longer hours and…

"No. Now we have the school running, more and more of the time teachers won't be around for lessons. You could get pulled in to teach them, of course we won't be asking you to teach a subject you aren't ahead at. Also after school you will have training in the gym like normal, and then we could be pulling you out of lessons for meetings. The other students can't have bags, we urge you to carry them around, each of you will be given gun training lessons by an expert but for now, boys and Cammie will have a gun as they see Zach as high enough level to teach Cammie safely. Because of your delicate position we urge you not to get too involved with students, Zach, Cammie, Bex and Grant I don't need to worry about, but otherwise, don't." He stood up fully again and walked off, they all looked at each other and smiled, things were going better than planned for once.

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"So as I was saying there are a over a billion function bases on one of these Enigma machines, there are two ways to break it, both were used by the British in the second world war. It has a fundamentally mathematical nature and was created to pass messages between the high command and Fhrer, then it was rolled out to the majority of boats and positions and Lorenz Cypher was used for the high command." Mosckowitz spoke clearly to the group of boys and girls, everyone was in a state of mild trance after he went off on a tangent about the enigma machine. Even though only half of the overall students were in this side of the year, 20, it filled the small classroom. Cammie had expected the boys to be more relaxed like Zach and Grant were, but they were uptight and taking notes. A few of them started to relax when they saw the girls were taking the odd notes about 20 minutes in, the rest of them followed in drips and drops when they saw Bex and Grant playing hangman in Spanish. Liz and Jonas were still taking tonnes of notes and everyone knew they could learn off them, Liz even set up catch up lessons sometimes. When the door opened the sudden movement of all the students made Mosckowitz jump, he turned to see Joe Solomon in the door.

"I need Cammie and Zach." He called, both of them jumped up grabbing their bags, the class stared resentfully at them and the rest of the team gave them subtle thumbs up. Once they were outside Joe spoke to them quietly and quickly, "This is quite a big problem and we think you two can help its Catherine and her books. We need you to work out what she is propergandering towards, what her overall mission is and then how to stop it, at the end of this lesson the others will join you but you two are the ones she is focusing her anger on so you need to be most clued up." He handed them a bag which Zach took, his arm tensed at its weight and he looked into it, rolling his eyes at the 6 books. They followed Joe down the corridors and into a small room which was marked

MEETING ROOM 16

And had a sticker underneath marked.

For the 'team'.

Cammie pushed the door open and stopped dead in the doorway, a large glass table was in the middle with a large square shaped hanging light. The chairs were all red circular moon chairs and there was exactly 8, a large pane of glass was at the end of the table and in front of each chair was a small rectangle of glass (A.N. Think avengers assemble :D). Joe handed Cammie a plain white pen which had a small white foam nib, she took it from him as Zach pushed past her and dropped the books on the table, he was also looking around the room in great interest.

"The glass is like a tablet, it is touch screen and the info can be transferred across by you flicking the glass in the vague direction. The pen is so you can write on the screens in whatever colour you set it to. There is a drinks machine over there, comms over there and the books are purely if you need them, all of them are on the glass." Joe walked over tapped the glass and then placed the glass on the first book. It came up on the small screen and Joe passed it onto the big screen, Cammie's mouth fell open,

"How? This is so… futuristic."

"Fibbs has been working on it for years, he cracked it about 3 months ago, we put it all in 1 month ago and then we moved you all. Have fun." And he walked out, shutting the door. The first book was called, Higher mathematics,

"Can't be much in this," Zach muttered as they opened the book. After about two pages of harmless theory that they knew off by heart and knew was all true and non-propaganda they found an 'Extra fact'.

Extra Fact: Did you know that this equation was created by a man called Harvey Mosckowitz who stumbled across it while teaching a class computing. He is now being considered as mad by most professionals and is close to being put under arrest for being seen with a dangerous splinter group which has put his equation under scrutiny to make sure it is what it seems.

"Mad and Mosckowitz may start with the same letter but that is the end of their relation, he is a genius." Cammie muttered, she pressed a small button which Zach had stumbled across that screen-shotted the page and she underlined sections writing things like, scare people about splinter group and make people scared to do things possibly dangerous in case they come across something. Zach put some suggestions how to erase this threat and they moved on.

"Hey guys, whats going on?" Macey walked in to see the two of them working on the main board, "Whoo cool tech."

"Guys we need your help." Zach took control perfectly when he saw Cammie was doodling aimlessly on her bit of glass. "We are looking though these books for propaganda to see if we can see her plan and how to disable it. Can Bex, Grant, Macey and Preston read though them sending pages to the front for us to do and can Liz and Jonas help us up front. I'll help you work the glass."

Cammie didn't realise the others had arrived; she carried on drawing some flowers on her glass. Her brain was just too tired, she normally would cope with waking up at 4 and going to sleep at 12 but since she started sleeping better one night had killed her. Zach had glanced at her a few times but not passed comment, she didn't mind she would wake up if something caught her eye on the big screen but the flowers were much prettier.

"Cammie, you need to see this, you won't like it at all." Zach leant over her about 30 minutes later, "It's about your mum's…death." Cammie woke up at this, springing out her chair she stared at the words written on the board.

The latest unexplained murder to be looked at by the federal youth crime section is the one of Rachel Morgan ex-headmistress of Gallagher Girls school. The story that was released was that a mad killer rampaged the school and shot the headmistress for her having brown hair, although many Professors of crime and sociology believe a different story.
"We believe it may have been the maddened child that killed her mother." Professor Steve presents to a university lecture, "We believe with whole hearted horror that she killed her mother to run away with the notorious Zach Goode. Who ran away from his mother and may have killed his father."
This shocking turn of events had caused rage in the school both women used to go to. Many teachers have claimed the other story is true, but then they also disappeared with this splinter group, is this a conspiracy? Officials, Doctors and Professors are looking into it.

Cammie felt slightly sick, "No, I'm with Zach on this one, she is a bitch." Cammie tried to swipe it away but Liz pulled it back and started to annotate with Jonas. Zach guided Cammie to a chair and sat down next to her.

"Cammie, we are stopping this right now. We are looking through the signs, we are watching for patterns in behaviour and taking people out of the way who could be of use to her or get hurt. Joe obviously thinks there is something about us that means we can spot the signs."

"No, it's not that he thinks we can spot the signs he knows that we will. We are the ones she is targeting, us and anyone else who can say the truth and be listened to."

"Cammie, we need your help." Jonas called, "And you Zach, do you know this person? I have run a facial scan but he isn't on it, they are calling him Doctor Jones but i don't think he is. After all the Doctor Jones they are talking about hasn't been seen since he took a holiday to England. He sent a letter back saying he met a girl, and has decided to stay over there, but it's not the same handwriting as his work."

"The Circle got him, sent a letter back and used his identity?" Macey added, ignoring her book and watching the conversation.

"Maybe, but do you recognise him." Jonas stared at them and Cammie finally looked up, into her father's face.

Well, all I can say is there are going to be puzzles.

Colleen, yeh, I'm a very british girl, accent and everything and I get 7 weeks, go back on the 8th September, first week is for Yr 7s only. Harvey was meant to be a prat, but he will become a bigger character though.

LifeisGoode, Number one I love your name, number two thanks J

Guest, thanks for the hyperness, made me smile. Also sorry I forgot that and made some up, they shouldn't be used much so shouldn't be too much of a problem.

TiggerMorgan, YAY I won! My friend bet me that he was boring and I said some people might find him funny, so thank you for letting me win. Also he is gonna change… but I'm not gonna tell you why!

Well read on people, have fun on holiday British people and I might be able to get one update in before I go on holiday.