The Badass In Hiding

Chapter two

Quote of the day: Fuck what you heard, recognize what you see. Love your haters, they're your biggest fans.

Today just consisted of setting up our things. We didn't do any unpacking because we didn't have anything to unpack. We just stored our guns and other Amos in a secret room hidden in the house which is in the most unexpected place ever, a place where no one would even bother to look.

After my mother was done finishing shopping for house necessities, I had to buy clothes for school on Monday. My mother told me that I had to wear baggy, non-revealing clothes;especially since I have a lot of tattoos on my upper body.

After minutes of persuasion she and my dad finally allowed me to street fight so now I had to buy clothes for Nevaeh (badass me), and Janea (nerdy me). Later that day I had gone to explore the city. Mainly to find out if there are any other extra activities.

Okay you may want an explanation and a little mor information about my life so...

My parents are agents of a secret agency call The White Rose. It's where a group of people not exceeding fifty members train to be cunning, sneaky, smart you name it.

They have leaders which consists of ten members balanced by five males and five females. They recruit members only if one or more of their previous members fail their mission. The funny thing is that in the organisation, failing and passing is just another way to say living or dying. They don't lose many members because they are well trained.

Anyways when one of their members die, they waste no time to replace them. They keep eyes on a specific person and study their everyday life, see what is their specialty and what they are capable of doing. Then one day they just bring in the person and tell them the rules and regulations.

If they choose to be part of the Agency then they become trained members. They are to speak of it to absolutely no one. If this is to happen they would be simply disposed of along with whom the have spoken to about it.

If they choose to not be a part of it then they are set free and back to normal, but same goes to them if they speak of it. The agency don't take disloyalty well. They are very powerful people who can haunt you down and make a brutal messy murder look like a simple accident that wouldn't need much investigation.

They tattoo a special symbol on the back of their neck close to the hairline. It's of a rose with the letters W. R . A. White Rose Agency in Edwardian Script. Now the agency pays people when they completes their mission, and that could come up to one thousand each day.

All members have to wear the same uniforms black tight but comfortable leather pant suits for the females black combat boots, loose pants and shirts for the males with black combat boots also. The uniforms have the agency's acronym on the left breast and its moto, "Emotion is just another weakness" on the middle back below a white rose.

Super short chapter i know. Sorry. But the other chapters will be longer. I hope you're enjoying my story.