Authors note: Hi! I plan on updating once a week, but I only have ideas for a few more chapters so if anyone has an opinion on how they would like the story to develop please review or PM
Anyway here's chapter 2:
Anastasia pov
Becoming Annabeth had not been hard. She already spoke English fluently (as well as 20 other languages) and she had always been good to adapt. If anyone asked about her family she would say that they were dead, that would make most people shut up, and if they accidently saw her scars she would tell her about her passion for riding horses. It felt like just another undercover mission, though this would be her life. Getting into shield was another story. It took her lots of hacking to create a new identity so that she would get accepted into the academy, and even then she had to use months in classrooms and gyms. It had taken her some time, but being the most secure organisation in America it sounded ridiculously easy.
After some hours of not paying attention, agent Hill announced lunch break and led the new recruits to the cafeteria. While agent Hill and Mike had gone to two rather deadly looking people by the vending machine, people started to come up to her. First it was the stereotypical high school jocks giving her onceovers as they introduced themselves. Gross! Next was the "mean girls" almost interviewing her to find out if she was worth their attention or not. Apparently they decided she was more foe than friend, as the "queen bee" got angry with her for stealing all the attention from the boys. Does people ever grow up?! This was almost like the high school experience she never had.
After a while, a nice looking girl waved at her and signalled for her to sit down. Annabeth immediately returned the girls smile with a cold stare, until she remembered that this girl wouldn't be killed if she became friends with her, and she quickly sat down with an apologetic smile. "Never growing up huh" ,the girl who introduced herself as Emily said looking over at the "popular" table. "Guess not" I answered shaking my head. "Well, we'd better kick some sense into them in the tournament afterwards". I decided I liked this girl. Maybe I actually could have a friend.
The tournament was a messed up thing, according to Annabeth (most of the guys probably enjoyed showing off their skills). One person would start in the boxing ring and then everyone would stand in line trying to defeat him and the winner would stay in the circle and wait for the next challenger. It was really ridicules to watch as they all were amateurs compared to Anastasias skills, and she laughed inwardly as Annabeth put on an impressed face whenever someone got knocked out. It was Emily's turn and Annabeth was mildly impressed, along with some of the more experienced agents who had come to laugh at them. Emily, who was weakly build, turned out to be incredibly fast as she almost defeated the hunk of a guy who stood undefeated for four rounds. Sadly she got smashed down, as the guy was significantly stronger than her. And then it was her turn.
It had been a long time since she had sparred against anyone, and she tingled with excitement. Sadly she had to pretend to suck to maintain her cover, though she would love to outclass the guy whom she was pretty sure had been staring at her ass when she walked away from the cafeteria. Annabeth entered the boxing ring by seductively ducking under the ropes, for the audience's sake of course, and threw the hunky guy a kiss. "I'll take it easy on you babe" he said charmingly at her before starting to hop around and pretend to hit her. Annabeth rolled her eyes and started to think of all the ways she could kill him with a spoon. Suddenly something caught her attention, besides the gross guy checking her out; someone was speaking Russian.
She hadn't heard Russian in a long while, but she could recognize her native tongue anywhere. Annabeth looked after the speaker when she heard the familiar sound of a fist approaching her, and she did as she was trained to do, and reacted on pure instinct. Her hand caught the fist before it could reach its mark and twisted the opponent's arm to make him less focused. Then she used his arm as support as she swiftly spun around and threw her legs around his legs, sending him to the ground. She held him there, choking him, and enjoyed the adrenaline she had gotten from the stunt, before she realized what she just had done.
Shit! Shit shit shit shit shit! What had she done?! She had just blown her cover, she was sure of it. No normal recruit would be able to do what she had just done. Shit! She heard a collective of gasps and a pair of angry footsteps behind her. They would probably start asking questions and lock her up now! "Ok Annabeth" she thought for herself "you can either start apologising and claim it as an accident, or you can run". She did neither and turned around instead, facing whoever owned the angry footsteps that now only were a few meters away. Anastasia froze completely when she saw her eyes; the eyes of a person she never thought she would see again.
Authors note: not my finest work but please comment your opinion.
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