Yes! I finally got this chapter out. Give me all a hand :3

Really, really, sorry about how long it took (almost a month). I had rewritten this is soooo many versions. I finally decided to go with this one, but i still need to improve a bit on the content...

Guest: Thanks a lot :3 I really appreciated your ideas so i knew what you guys were looking for. I originally planned to do something along the lines of going straight to the missions, but i realized she needed some 'bonding-time' with the Gallaghers and the Blackthornes. Her double agent life will begin shortly :)

Chapter 2

The outside was too bright for Sil. It had already been years since she had last seen the sun. Sil ducked under the trees for shade and ran towards the Ford Mustang parked in the corner. The Professor had prepared someone to drive her to the Gallagher School for Girls. Sil carried a small bag that held the possessions she needed for school. Sil's face- which had not been washed in years- was cleaned, but she had worn glasses to cover the murderous glance she had. The Professor had also taught Sil enough etiquette that Sil could smoothly converse like royalty and act like one.

Sil propped herself down into the car. She looked at the mirror in front of the car, and noticed the driver was glaring at her with pure hatred. Sil reached out her hand and grasped his throat. A trickle of blood ran down his throat and the driver spluttered out: "No…no...p-please…s-s-spare me!" Sil released her hands and although she did not speak, the meaning was clear. If the driver slipped up next time he would meet his death.

The trip was not smooth. The driver's hands shook constantly and the car would twerk at odd moments. By the time Sil had arrived, if not for her incredible experience in escaping from bombed buildings or traveling around trees at high speed, she would had barfed.

Sil took her bag and walked gracefully out of the car. Many other students had all gathered on the campus and none had noticed Sil. They were all watching the black limousines parking on the east of the campus, and the tall uniformed boys strolling out. The corners of Sil's mouth twitched up slightly. To think she could already begin gathering information on the Blackthorne Institute just barely after the beginning of the mission. The -what before had been a messy blob of people - had miraculously suddenly converged together to become an array of girls standing solidly and neatly into formation. They held their heads high and silently waited for the Blackthorne to come onto campus. The headmistress had already arrived and she leaped onto the podium with ease.

"Welcome! My dear Gallagher students and Blackthorne friends. This may be sudden, however, due to the acting up of Mephistos, the headmaster of the Blackthorne Institute and I had decided to bring our students together to deal with the more serious matters at hand. Mephistos has recently joined with other smaller, but still dangerous, organizations, and they are aiming for America. We will no longer to be teaching our regular curriculum, but in fact, we are going on missions. The US Government is in a very bad situation. Mephistos has already cornered them into giving up the southeast area of America, and the FBI and the police are unable to act with the possibility of there being traitors in their midst. The US Government has decided to hand us the responsibility of protecting America. Today you will be able to rest, but starting tomorrow, you will all go through harsh training. At the end of this month, we will officially begin the missions. Until then, I pray for all your good luck. I am sorry to those who did not want to be pulled into this mess, but there is no other option for survival.

"I understand that it is barely morning, but you must get your rest. You will be unable to sleep for days in missions, and today will be the only day where you can rest for the whole day. Gallagher students will all be in the western dorms while the Blackthorne students in the eastern dorms. I will no longer assign rooms - as it is not important- but I trust your descisions. There will be 4 people to a dorm. Two on the beds, and two on the floor. You will switch each day, so you all get a fair amount of time on the beds. Three of the Blackthorne will have to go to the western dorms to sleep and one of the Gallgher will share their room with those 3. I am sorry about the uneven numbers, but for if that Gallagher is unwilling, you will have the option of 5 to room. Because of the obvious problems that are going to occur with Blackthorne being in the western dorms, the headmaster of Blackthorne has already chosen which three. Leon Raynolf, Jay Sermon, and Drake Beisol.

"Off you go the rest. The three which I have called will go to Room 265. If you have questions on the location, ask around."

The headmistress landed on the ground and left with the vice and the secretary following behind her. Sil followed the trail of girls into the western dorms, and headed toward an empty room. Her lack of familiarity with the other Gallagher would ensure her exclusion and it was no use trying to join a room with them. Sil set her bag down on the floor and noticed a shelf full of books in the corner of the room. She slid History of Gallagher School for Girls from the bookshelf and began reading.

By the time Sil looked up from the book, it had already become dusk. She set the book down and slept sitting down. Too much comfort and leisure would have made her uncomfortable. However, not even within 5 minutes of her sleep, Sil sensed three people entering the room and woke up. Based on their walking gaits, Sil was surprised to find that they were the Blackthorne students that should have been in room 265.

They seemed to be equally surprised to find someone else in the room because one of them suddenly spoke up. "Looks like there is already someone here, but no matter it is just one of those nosy and annoying Gallagher."

He leaned in close to her face, as though to get a good look at her, but he had been too close and Sil snapped open eyes and grabbed the cuff on his collar.

"Oh you are awake." The Blackthorne student calmly replied. "You seem to be strong for a nerdy glasses girl. I hope you won't turn out to be like those snobby Gallaghers."

Sil released him and sat back down and closed her eyes. They were not dangerous and none had any killing intent so far.

The boy strutted away and sat on the bed on the other side of the room.

"I will take this bed. And you two decide who sleeps on that one."

Sil sensed that one of them willingly went to the window across from her, while the other just simply sat on the bed.

There was a ruffling of sheets and it became quiet.

By morning, Sil could feel the rays of the sun burning into her skin. She awoke and walked toward the shady area of the room to continue to read History of Gallagher School for Girls and to survey the other 3 whom had already awoken and were silently doing their own thing.

It was before long that an announcement was broadcasted and the headmistress of Gallagher had called for all the students to gather in the Grand Hall.

Sil picked up her bag and left immediately and followed the trail of girls to the Grand Hall. There was noticeably more girls around the 3 Blackthorne students who had just excited the room.

The Grand Hall was packed and the secretary stood on the podium. "So," she said in a bored voice, "Everyone will start training now. Make pairs with the people of the different school. Three of those pairs will be students from just Blackthorne. Make sure there is a distinct difference between height."

Sil noticed a one of the Blackthorne boys walking towards her, with a crowd of girls behind him. He stood beside her. "Yo! Transfer student!" He smiled what was supposed to be a dazzling smile, but Sil didn't respond. The girls behind him swooned. "Why don't you and I be partners?" He smiled again. Seeing Sil was not responding her replied, "I'll take that as a 'yes' then." The girls disappointed, went to make partners with the Blackthorne, however they remained awfully close.

Sil noticed by the way he occasionally glanced at the crowd, that he had forcefully made himself partners with her so that he would gain popularity as a supposed kind giving person.

But going even further, he loosely wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned down close to ear and whispered, "Your hair is very pretty."

Sil glanced up at him, and grabbed his face and hurled him over her. He landed on the ground with a hard WHOMP! . He groaned and sat up.

"You didn't have to go that far," He whined, but noticing the stares from his crowd of girls he hacked a cough. A couple of the Blackthorne who had been jealous of his popularity earlier sniggered as he stood up and began making a list of pathetic excuses to the girls.

"Ahem." The secretary had suddenly spoken through her microphone. "As demonstrated earlier by the transfer student-Sil was it?-that was indeed the activity I was going to have you all do. The taller person of the two is to attempt to do a restraining hold from the back of the shorter one, while the shorter one is to grab onto their head and hurl them over. It is a self-defensive strategy but I don't expect you all to know it…"

They went through a couple more exercises which bored Sil down to her bones. It was apparently the same of the others. They all breezed through the activities and when Sil retired to her room it felt like nothing to her. Her boredom was soon replaced by the need for bloodlust and she seriously considering killing one of the Blackthorne students in the room, especially the yellow haired one who had pissed her off yesterday. But, Professor's orders replayed themselves through her head and she defeatedly sat down in her corner to read again and to absorb all the imformation about Gallagher she could get from that book.

Sil's eyes drooped and the dullness of the book droned her to sleep.

"Sis! Sis! Help me!" A pale boy with golden curls and pleading blue eyes stared at her crying. The men were taking him away. She stretched out her hand to reach him, but she could not. She could only do one more thing. "I volunteer! I will take the place of my brother. So, please… let him go…let him live." She broke down, and one of the men's contorted into a weird expression. "Fine," he said, "We will take you, but under the condition that you will be better than your brother here."

Tiny hands bearing the mark of a one winged angel grabbed her own. She looked down to see her brother staring at her, his eyes now overflowing with tears. "Sis! Don't go…"

She painfully smiled back and said, "I'll be back for you, Rick. I promise. I'll stay alive in that hell for you, my dear little brother."

Sorry this chapter might be slightly boring, not as much blood and gore (disappointingly). Anyway, Sil is still getting used to the atmosphere and the real action begins when the missions begins, probably in the 3rd or 4th chapter. And the Blackthorne boys in her dorm won't remain anonymous. *hint**hint**nudge**nudge**wink**wink*

YAASSSS! A little backstory on Sil's life!

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