Sorry this chapter isn't amazing, I'm writing this at like twelve in the morning. I'm sorry there haven't been many updates, I had my first full week of high school this week. I hope you like this chapter, even though it's written horribly.

We were walking to Cove Ops after breakfast. The lesson was supposed to last all day, and the group was super excited about the 'surprise' that Joe mentioned to me. The girls and Grant knew, that I already knew what it was. They knew me well enough to know that I Knew the second Joe did, because I'm the Chameleon, top rated junior spy. I don't let surprises happen.

So when Joe took us to the shooting range, just the eight of us, Grant, Macey, Bex, Nick, Liz, Zach, Jonas, and I, I wasn't too surprised. He obviously saw it on my face, because he just gave me a hug as I murmured a thank you.

Grant was glaring at Soloman, and Zach, Jonas, and Nick were all super confused. They thought that weaponry and assassination was unique to Blackthorne. I was the only one who knew how to operate the weaponry. For Liz, she was to clumsy, for Bex, she would be too crazy, and Macey just never needed one.

None of the girls knew I could shoot though.

"Boys, Girls, a major part of being in any agency is operating weaponry. Some of you know how to do this, and some need to be taught, but you'll spend all day down here practicing." Joe left then, saying that he had to get back to his class.

I just picked a handgun off of the table and walked towards the shooting range. Everyone looked at me in surprise, and I just smiled in their direction.

"Coming?" I asked.

Zach hurried to my side when Grant suggested one of the boys take one of the girls to teach. I rolled my eyes at his 'nonchalant" act, and continued walking toward the range with the handgun. Zach tried to take it from me. Mistake number one.

I immediately complained.

"Can't I just see how well I can do on the hardest level so you know where to start with me?" I asked Zach sweetly, giving him the puppy dog eyes.

"Sure." He set the target to the hardest level, and stood me in the shooting area. I acted scared and weak, shivering at the gun in my hands, trying to make everyone fall for it.

Imagine their surprise, when five minutes later, I had hit every one of the moving targets at their lengthy distances.

Grant was staring openmouthed, so were Zach and the boys. The girls looked shocked, either that I didn't tell them, or that my skills were so good.

I had hit every target in the dead center.

I turned to Zach. "That, Blackthorne Boy, is how you use a gun." I smiled and walked over to the drinking fountain.

Fifty minutes later, the girls were still struggling to hit the center of the moving targets, but could hit the standing ones in a bullseye. The boys were teaching the girls, and Zach was hanging around by my side, as I paced behind Liz, trying to make sure she didn't kill herself from falling down with a gun.

When the day was done, the girls could hit the moving targets in a bullseye, and I was happy for them. The boys had demonstrated their skills at the end, and although Zach was obviously the best sniper I had seen in a while, I wasn't that impressed. I had been taught by Joe himself though, and he had always taught me that close, wasn't enough for survival.

When I talked to him that evening, all he would say about why the eight of us were handling guns, was that it had something to do a mission, that was quite possibly in our futures.

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