Secret Identity

Zero

"Omelet?"

Russia- Day
Katrina Goldberg woke up to a harsh slap to the face. She opened her eyes finally remembering yesterday's training. What to do during an interrogation. Being fluent in many languages did help her to confuse the american trainers. "Какой способ проснуться.(What a way to wake up)" she spoke spitting out blood on the floor. The american looked briefly to a soldier. "Развяжи ее, тренировка окончена.(Untie her, training is over)" spoke Michael Marshall the head of training. This exercise took three days, which was two days shorter than usual for a girl Kat's age. Michael stared at the girls rigid form, he had directed Thomas, the american, not to feed her. Katrina sighed in relief. Thomas didn't understand a word except untie, so he reluctantly walked over and untied her.  "у меня есть для тебя задание.(I have a task for you)" Michael said. 

Mystic Falls Virginia- Night
Katrina dropped her bags on the floor of the house her and another agent were going to stay at while she tried to complete the mission. "Привет(Hey)" her roomie said aggressively. The brunette tilted her head to the side in question. "Вы знаете миссию?(Do you know the mission?)" He asked less aggressively. "да.(Yes)" She said. "Explain it." He spoke in english with a stern yet soft tone. The brunette hesitated before trying out the english that she had been practicing, "W-Well, I have to disguise myself as a normal teen, while figuring out why so many people are dying, people we don't want dead." The girl said a light accent in her voice. The man nodded. "Good. I am just here incase anyone get suspicious about who raises you." He said. "You can call my pop in public, but other than that I'm Jaun.(ho-yon)" He said. Katrina thought it made sense the man looked to be fifty maybe late forties. They also had a resemblance. "Get some rest kid you'll need it for tomorrow. Your first day at high school." He said faking enthusiasm.

Mystic Falls Virginia- Day
"Проснись, глупый ребенок!(Wake up you stupid child)" Could be heard as a pillow repeatedly hit Katrina's head. "сука.(Bitch)" She cursed as Juan left the room feeling accomplished. Kat rolled out off bed, and stood up. She assessed her room much like she had the night before looking for nothing in particular she just did it out of habit. She noticed something on the dark wooden dresser that wasn't there before, a piece of paper. She walked over and read it quietly. I got you something every teen has apparently, shower, get ready then come downstair to eat. Eat. She had eaten some food before they even left Russia surely she didn't have to eat again. Her stomach disagreed with her as it growled. Well that was new. Next to the note was a box the it was a phone. It looked brand new. She went to look for the price just to see the sticker gone. She set the phone down and walked into the bathroom that was connected to her room glancing at everything in there. It all looked expensive. It was no surprise that the KGB could afford this but it didn't make it any less beautiful.
BEDROOM

BATHROOM

CLOSET

PHONE

Was she the most spoiled agent? Maybe. She closed the door and stood there for a second. She took off her shirt turning to throw it in a basket. Her reflection caught her eye. She didn't look to skinny, the only thing that would be out of the ordinary was the bruises and scars that littered her body. The deeper cuts had more prominent scars. A faded hand print could be seen on her face if you were really looking. She peeled her eyes away from her appearance and continued to strip. When the cold water hit her skin she sighed in content. She was utterly happy.

She stepped out of the shower and put on a random outfit. [above plus a grey hat] She blow dried her dark hair and decided she would just wear it down, Katrina decided she would just use foundation to cover some bruises that were visible.  She grabbed her bag and stuffed her new phone in her back pocket. Juan was downstairs by the stove cooking. "Omelet?" He questioned the brunette. Katrina nodded slightly sitting down at the island. It had only been a few hours after meeting Juan and she had felt safe, that scared her. "Well we have to go over the plan." He spoke while making the omlet. "Дерьмо(Shit)" Juan cursed. Katrina got up and walked over. She peered down at the broken omelet. "I'll take the broken one." She said looking at it. She wanted to laugh but she pushed it down, missions are not a time to have fun. "Okay. Kid we altered your name when we enrolled you." Juan sighed turning to the girl who had returned to her seat. "What did you put It as?"
"Katherine Goldstein."
She nodded. 
"Here kiddo eat then we can leave." Juan said placing down a fixed omelet and eating the broken one taking a seat across from her. The brunette was confused. She had said she would take that one. She started to eat quickly. Juan wanted to question to but decided to keep his mouth shut. She didn't realize she was even eating fast. When she finished she figured that he just ate really slowly. Juan got up, placing his half eaten omelet on the counter by the sink. He grabbed car two things of car keys and threw one at her. "I have to head to the sheriff's office. You drive yourself to school." He said walking out of the house. "Where is the school?" Katrina asked herself.

I hope you enjoyed it sorry for the long wait I was trying to decide what POV I was going to write it in and I'm a very busy hooman. I spelt that wrong on purpose. The word cout is 1100 words so your welcome :) See you on the next one.

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