Zach Lisper and My Not So Real Girlfriend

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

 Hi. My name is Zach Lisper, and I am senventeen. Everybody calls me Zach, and this is my story, with the weirdest girlfriend it the world. 

 I work with a special company, as an undercover supplies inventor. Translation, I work undercover to make the gadgets that spies use when they go on missions, and I pretty much live in a warehouse. I have three friends, which i met them all at the place where I make the, shall I say tools. They all think I am a super genius, but to tell you the truth, I find it easy, understandable, and fun. So you'll probably here my friends tell me to speak english when they can't understand what I am talking about. 

 Gabby, a mechanical transporter. She takes the stuff I make, and delivers it to the agents. Also handy with a toolbox.

 Can-man, also none as William, (he hates his name), does what I do, but I do it times a hundred. Can fix about anything, from a blender to a supersonic jumbo jet while in motion.

 Marcel, french intelligence, she stops by to see how I work, because she wants to learn how to do what I do, though I doubt she will. Acrobatics genius, can bend her body into ways not really that possible. 

 We all were kidnapped by the stupidest inventor you'll ever see. We were trusted with vital codes, that could unlock an atomic bomb, each person a different code. I held the code that ould set off an alarm that would tell the FBI where we were, and that someone was trying to get the bomb to go off. Naturally, when I told him the code, he believed me, and punched it in. The FBI shwed up two minutes later, and saw that the inventor, and his men were already tied up. Marcel was able to wiggle her way out and untie the others without being seen. It was all crazy after that. Can-man but-headed three differnet people with out even flinching. Marcel took out two guys that didn't know what hit them. Gabby whipped out her wrench, and had four out cold before they could throw a punch. And me? I took on the inventor. After that we all became great friends. 

 The story begins, when one day, the chief of the FBI came in. We were all there, doing our own thing when the intercom told us to meet in the main office. 

 "Alright," The chief paced in front of us. "I have an assignment for you four. Very top secret."

 "What is it Commander?" Marcel inquired.

 "Well, there is uh, uh someone, who needs to be uh, trained."

 "What kind of someone?" Can-man stepped closer to the chief, sudenly interested.

 "Well, she just got out of rehab. Got in a car accident two years ago, forgot who she was, and almost lost her mind."

 Gabby and Marcel glanced at each other.

 "Chief," Gabby addressed him. "We aren't talking about that creep in car accident one-o-nine, are we?"

 "Actually, we are. She knew vital information, the only one who did. Now that she is done with her troubles, she is beginning to remember her past. As soon as she remembers the code, you guys tell us, and hand her back over. Till then, you guys are going to have to work with her."

 "But," I stepped up. "Why us?"

 "She is your guy's age, and is very nervous around our agency. So we need a place where she can be comfortable. She loves technology, but is a little brain dead. If she says anything about prototype X, cut her off about it. She was studying it when the accident happened, that's the only thing she remembered. Do not let her talk about it. She will go crazy all over again. Something about the idea of it spooked her. If you let her talk about it, she will tell you all sorts of crazy.......superstitions! We need that information, so be careful. She will arrive tomorrow. Welcome her, and be nice."

 As the officer began to walk out, I couldn't help but ask.

 "Wait. What's her name."

 The chief turned back slowly.

 "Diana." and with that he left. 

 The next day they rushed to get everything clean, which took a long time. When she finally got there, she was escorted by two other agents. She seemed really nervous around them, and was anxious to get away. We introduced ourselves.

 "Hi. My name is Diana. Who are you?"

 "Well, my name is Zach, and this is Marcel, Gabby, and Ca......William."

 Can-man looked at me angrily, but I shook him off. I wanted her to think we were completely normal, and after we warmed up, we could go into nicknames.

 We showed her to her bunk with Marcel, and Gabby. Gabby and Diana instantly conected when Diana found out she loved to fix things. We showed her around the warehouse. She was interested in a lot of things, espcially in the kitchen. She was facinated with the most simlplist things, like the sink, and the microwave. She wanted to know how eerything worked, and what made the things that made them work work. When they told her, she smacked her head and said, "How could I forget?"

 When they came to the door of my lab, Marcel insisted that they should skip it, but Diana walked right in. She knew how everything worked, and actually understood everything that I talked about. 

 "This is a plasma fired jet mac bolt twenty-three. It can shoot over six nemtrocons more than a plasma fired jet mac bolt twenty-two. Made it myself."

 "Wow. How do you get it to contain that sort of plasma?"

 "Well, the trajection pulse filters out random particles of radiated corter. Cool right?"

 "I know!"

 It was even more amazing. They gave her a can, a screwdriver, three paperclips, and nine bolts, which she then made a robotic puppy that barked and ran around. Even I can't comprehend that.

 When the day came to an end, Diana went into her bedroom, and started to read a book. Meanwhile, the others met in the main office.