Hello I am Brey Z. Rena, I am sixteen and here is my life. I attended Northside high school in Roanoke Virginia. Today is Friday, so it will be like every other Friday for the past seven years. I'll wake up at seven, shower, get dressed, eat breakfast, go to school for four hours, then go to track, target practice, fencing, boxing, knife throwing, karate, and finally home. At home my mom and I make dinner, and we eat as a family.
At the head of the table sat my father Lewis Rena. My dad loved jokes, pranks, and just getting in to trouble, he is laid back, and enjoyed building things. He is five ten with a large build, chocolate skin, dark brown eyes, and jet black hair. Like all fathers, he is very protective of my sisters and me, but behind that facade he is a big teddy bear. My mother sat to my left, Kita Rena, a sweet, loving, and kind person. If there was anything wrong she is who I would go to. She is five four with mocha skin, hazelnut eyes and dark brown hair. She loved cooking and I loved cooking with her.
Across from me sat my little sister, Jackie Rena, a snappy, short tempered, fashionista. Her life goal is to be a fashion designer, and she is the president of the fashion marketing club. She is a complete social butterfly and squirms in silence. Like my mom, she has mocha skin, dark brown eyes, and dark brown hair. To the right of her sat her twin, Jazz Rena, a headstrong, competitive, opinionated, short tempered, and Like every other fourteen-year-old she feels misunderstood. She could have been a carbon copy of my mom, but two inches taller. Unlike her twin, she took an interest in sports, track and archery to be pacific.
While at dinner my parents were extremely quiet, and when I asked them what was wrong they gave each other a weird look then said it was something with work. My parents almost never spoke about work except that they work for a private company in the justice system. I just assumed that whatever it was it would be complicated and after dinner went to sleep. When I woke up the next morning I was ecstatic because every Saturday we would all go to the movies and the movie to my favorite book had just came out, best friends and the cute guy, It's this movie where two girls have to save the guy they love from the mafia. It was Jackie's turn to pick, and she chose this animated spy movie. I felt like I lost a piece of my life in that theater Jackie left us and sat in the back with her friends. When we finally left the theater and we were stuck in traffic, and after an hour we turned down a side street then came to an intersection then a set of headlights came hurdling towards us.
I saw my life in flashes leave our apartment in Richmond traveling to London, Tokyo, Moscow, Rio, Paris, Mumbai, Mexico City, every week a new city, country, or even continent. By the time I was eight I spoke four languages and experienced hotels around the world. Then my parents bought a house in Blacksburg and I went from online to public school where I met my best friends and got in my first fight. After we moved to Roanoke I got in to sports and nothing changed Until Now.
When my brain finally came back down to earth the car was upside down, and I was dangling from my seat belt. I unbuckled and fell to the ground. I looked out of the whole that was once the windshield to see my parents surrounded by ten people in solid black outfits. They were talking I took the thirty-eight-colt revolver out of the glove compartment. When I looked up my mom was yelling at one of them and then he shot her in the stomach. My dad shot two of them before he was shot in the back twice then fell to the ground. I grabbed the colt, and took aim. All of them died with a single shot to the head after they were all dead I crawled out of the car.
I ran to my mom she looked at me and said "remember I love you polar bear and please take care of your sisters." Then she was turning her attention to the twins who had just gotten out of the car. She called me polar bear something she only said when everything was going wrong. I ran over to my dad ho looked me in my eyes and said "trust absolutely no one, there is a cabin about two miles from here the passcode is 192142, everything is on the computer in the bedroom baby I love you but you need to go" "I love you dad" I said holding back my tears "I love you too now get out of here" he said. I grabbed his gun and started walking away the twins ran to catch up. We had been walking for about twenty minutes when we saw a dirt trail leading deeper in to the woods. We walked up to the door of this dark green cabin, I punched in the code and went inside. The room was neat furnished with a flat screen and sectional couch with a small kitchen in the corner. I walked around and found the bathroom and garage before I found the bedroom.
I powered up the computer and it asked for a password I tried birthdays, our last name, the code from the door, and their anniversary. Then I asked for a hint and it was your password is INNCORRECT, of course my dad would have a joke even in death. I typed the word correct to find an empty screen except for a single folder entitled Brey. I opened it to find a video and a document, so I clicked on the video and my parent's faces occupied the screen. "If you are seeing this then you are done with your basic training and you are ready for the next step, but sadly you have to do this on your own. We won't get to see you become the amazing person that you will become, and I want you to know that we will be so proud of you whatever you become," my mom said. "Brey we are sorry we weren't honest with you about what we do, so to set the record straight we don't technically work for the government and we are definitely not spies. Your mother and I eliminate those people who find loopholes and fall through the cracks in the justice system," dad said.
"This is what you need to do" he started "you are going to go to base Naylor and leave the twins where they will receive basic training with Joe Franklin. You will take the final exam and then you will go to a camp which ever one fits you best then you will perfect your craft." "We love you polar bear" they both said then the video ended, and I just sat there crying until I fell asleep. They next morning I opened the document entitled Base Naylor Protocol. The document was fifty-four pages long and included directions to the place, a gate password, a dorm number, and a very long list of rules. I sent a copy to my phone and read a sticky note on the edge of the desk that read in case of emergency this building will self-destruct.
For the next week, the twins and I mourned our parent's death. The news said that we all died in a multi car collision due to a drunk driver. I stopped crying at three that morning just because I didn't want to cry anymore. The next day I woke up at six at night to a loud alarm I went to the computer and it flashed PLEASE EXIT THE BUILDING IN THE NEXT 5 minuets 37 seconds and it started counting down. The printer was printing off the base Naylor file I grabbed it, yelled for the twins, and ran to the garage. I opened the garage door and pulled off the cover to reveal a navy-blue Chevy Silverado, but no keys I ran back in to the house and tore apart the bed room until I found them. The clock was at 2 minutes 15 seconds when I found the twins asleep on the couch, so I flipped it "WHAT THE HELL" Jazz screamed "we need to go" I yelled back shoving them to the garage. I jumped in to the front seat and started the engine we were a mile away when we heard the explosion. I guess this is my life now I thought looking at the rising ball of fire in the rear view.
I drove for the next hour answering the twins' questions while the sun set, why you, why weren't we trained, did you know, and did our parents know they were about to die. Thankfully we were low on gas after a quick search of the car we found a wallet with four hundred dollars, and a fake ID with my picture. We went to the nearest gas station, and the twins grabbed some snacks while I pumped. I looked in the back to find three suit cases and a duffel bag. I opened the duffel and found two Glocks, a revolver, an AR-15, an AK-47, seven magazines per gun, two sets of throwing knives, a katana, and a butterfly sword. The pump clicked, I put the cover on the back of the truck and honked for the twins. We pulled up to our destination to find a gate that read Naylor Ranch, I pressed the button for the intercom, said the password, and the gate opened. We drove up a dirt road to a building, and were met by two large men in grey suits. They grabbed the stuff out of the back and open the door for us to get out of the truck.
"Ms. Rena, it has been forever," the man said who was walking down the stairs towards us. "Who are you," I asked trying to place where I have seen him before. "I'm slightly hurt that you don't recognize me, I'm Joseph Franklin," he said not sparking any memories "you called me Joey," he said reluctantly. "Oh, my gosh," I exclaimed giving him a hug, Remembering that he was my old online school teacher. we followed him inside and we went to dorm 2051 Jazz entered the dorm code and opened the door. Inside was a large living room with a small kitchen off to the side and doors to two bedrooms with JAZZ and JACKIE painted on them. They both grabbed their suitcases and went to their rooms, and Joey told me that my test was tomorrow at eleven thirty.
The next morning I woke up at eight o'clock and took a shower on Jazz's side of the dorm. I washed, conditioned, and flat ironed my dark brown hair that barely touched my shoulders. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my parents. My dad's chocolate skin, my mom's hazelnut eyes, my dad's nose, my mom's lips, my dad's long eyelashes, and my mom's perfectly styled eyebrows. I needed to focus, I assumed that this test would have a certain amount of physical activity so I put on a sports bra, gray tank top, leggings, and running shoes. I walked down the corridor at eleven fifteen and followed Joey into a dark room with a metal table, two chairs, and a mirror. I looked at him and he said "all you have to do is not lie and not tell the truth" Then he left the room. Over the next four hours eight people came in and tried to get me to answer their questions. Each of them having a different approach some asking nicely, some threatening my life, some yelling at me, and some even hitting me, but they still all failed. Joey came in and announced that I had passed and broken some record by a long shot.
We walked outside to a huge obstacle course that was about a mile long with a lot of climbing and people standing in for guards. Joe said "Get to the other side and don't let them catch you. You have ten minutes starting now." I sprinted and climbed the first twenty foot Rockwall then jumped down right behind the first guard then grabbed him by the back of his neck and smashed him into the wall. I pretty much continued that cycle climbing, knocking someone out, and running for the rest of the test. When I got to the end Joey said I passed with a perfect score, and I was going to camp Naylor. That night the twins waked me to the car and I gave them one last hug then got in the car and waved goodbye. That was the very last time I cried.