Chapter 1
The first word that comes to your mind when I tell you I’m a spy is probably ninja. Just to keep this story headed in the right direction, no I’m not a ninja, although I have been taught about the history of the Japanese spies. Good times…
We haven’t been introduced properly. I’m Ellyn, 16 years of age and I’m just your average teenage girl-well, actually, not really.
Other than the fact that I have a name and feeling like a normal girl, I’m not normal. I have no family, no place to live, and no money.
I’ve been on the run for the past three years. The Neutrina Spy Academy for Girls (NSAG) was overrun by the Exploits, a terrorist group far worse than any other the world has ever seen. They started their organization about five years ago. At first, they were just a little nuisance that the government hid; the authorities didn’t want the public to find out. But that was until they attacked our Academy, and word spread that a terrorist organization had taken over NSAG.
Our academy had hundreds and hundreds of students; girls only.
Only 14 of us escaped. And now, there are only three. Me, Clarisya, and Andrea.
As many people would assume, us spies are always on a mission. Whether it’s to infiltrate an enemy base, steal back a lost diamond, or hunt a serial killer down, it’s true. Me, Clarisya, and Andrea are on a mission, too; to find the boss of the Exploits and kill him.
But it might not be as easy as it sounds, considering the fact that someone just pressed a knife against a throat.
“Hello, Neutrina Spy, Ellyn.”
To say that my heart was pounding was an understatement. Only an Exploit would know my name.
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