Ok, I'd just like to apologise for not updating in quite a significant amount of time. I've been real busy. 3 essay, totalling 11,500 words when added. And then there's the exams. University, takes up your time. But now I'm don't, I've started my summer and am completely free. I'm going to do my upmost best to finish this story

I was stuck sitting in this café, trying to drink my latte with these shaking hands. Do nothing? How could I do nothing? Less than 2 days ago I was just an analyst with absolutely no field experience, or training for that matter, which was now in possession of a folder that is most definitely packs with information that was a matter of national security. Information that had just been stolen from a group of heavily armed, trained killers. No wonder my hands were shaking.

Should I open the file? It's got to be important. But what if its booby- trapped? Can I risk it? Or am I just overthinking this way too much. My hands were still shaking as I go to open the file. I took a quick look around the half empty café for anything suspicious. I slowly opened the file, shutting my eyes tight as I did so. If it was booby-trapped, I didn't want to see it coming. Then, nothing happened. I opened one eye to see what was going on, and then the other. Everything was ok, well as ok has it could get in my particular circumstance. I began to flick through the file.

There was a page that just had a long of name but just first names, nothing to go on there. Another was crumpled and just had numbers scribbled words across it. As I went to continue suddenly my phone, which was on vibrate and on the coffee table in front of me, began to ring. The sudden loud buzzing against the wood made my jump and almost screamed but luckily held myself together to that extent. I quickly snapped it up to answer.

"Hello?" I asked sheepishly

"Victoria." Said the Spy Master on the other end of the line. "We have to meet. Can you come round to my place?"

"Of course ma'am. I'll come over right away." I answered and the phone hung up straight away. I packed up every in a rush and headed to the counter to get a coffee to go. As they made the coffee I couldn't help but feel paranoid as I used my credit card. Soon they made the coffee and I was away out the door.

I hopped straight into a taxi and headed to her house. As I arrived a tall security guard in a suit stopped me. I rummaged through my jacket to get my security pass and showed it to him. Upon inspection he let my pass. I wondered into the house and headed straight forward into her well-polished kitchen, where she was sat at the kitchen table waiting for me, gripping a coffee cup.

"Good you're here." She said, "You've got the file." She gave a faint smile as I sat opposite her.

"So where do we go from here?" I asked, raring to go but she didn't answer and completely avoided my gaze. "What's the matter?"

"It's SKUL. They, they…" She began to say before taking a long pause to compose herself. "We've finished them. The Grand Master, we finally caught him."

"That's great. Who got him?"

"One of the teams from our M. I. High programme." She replied but she didn't seem happy about it.

"So why are you so sad about it?"

"Well," She took another pause. "When we captured him, we put him in M.I.9's tightest maximum security prison. In that there isn't thing we wouldn't know about. There we see everything. And," She took a deep breath, "Someone was just able to stroll in a kill him. They put a bullet in between his eyes, and there isn't a single trace of anyone setting foot anywhere near him."

"I, I, I don't know what to say." I hadn't a clue, and I don't even know why I decided to announce that I had nothing out loud. I guess I wanted something to come out of my mouth.

"It gets worse." She gripped her cup tighter. "Almost straight after the destruction of SKUL there came a new threat, an old threat. And I think they are the ones behind our leak."

"Who?"

"KORPS." She responded quietly, as if she was scared to even say the word.

"Who's KORPS?" I enquired, completely confused.

"They were like the soviets for internal British security." Said a familiar northern voice from behind me. I turned around to see him stand, leaning on the doorframe. "But with less threat of nuclear war. And last I checked you thought you burnt them to the ground."

Yes I know, short chapter but I'm not in the flow yet. Hopefully I'll get there soon. Also, as I'm weaving into the new series I'm going to need help. It's hard to find episodes to watch online for research, and wiki and wikia are useless. If you have watched the most recent series and are interested in helping me, please mention in the review so that I can ask questions when stuck. Thank you...And don't forget to review.