Life as a spy for a secret agency

My life story

Growing up was hard as the youngest set of twins, all my siblings were twins, my parents had us and we had 3 sets of twin brothers older than us. Our father was a rags to riches millionaire, and our mother was a subdominant house wife, His name was Richard and her name was Susie, In our younger days we did chores around the house like it was clockwork, if we didn't do our chores we got beat by dad, our older brothers were the prized children of our parents, they never cleaned or worked or anything, it was just us, it all went down hill around when we were 7 years old, our brothers got us to go playing in the woods with them, just a few days after they found out we were gay, they beat us and bound our hands to trees and whipped us with willow branches and they bloodied our faces, they were taking pictures of our face while yelling "HOW DOES BEING A FAT FEEL NOW?" And our second oldest set of twins pulled our pants down and started to rape us, we cried out and begged for them to stop, once they were done taking pictures they left us bound to the trees to what ever was in the woods, luckily I wriggled my hand loose and untied my other hand, I limped over to my brother crying with every step I took from the pain of what they did to me, I untied him and we slowly got dressed and wrapped our arms around each others shoulders and limped home wiping the tears away because we thought our parents would punish them for what they did, when we got home we told our parents what happened and being who they are, they told us to keep quiet about this "accidental event" as they called it, and all they did to our 6 older brothers was say "don't do that again" not even in an angry or disapproving tone. The next day we woke up and got out of bed and fell over because our legs wouldn't work too well, our parents took us out of school because we couldn't go back to school like that.  After a week of regaining our strength our father started our "training", he locked us in our room and didn't let us out to eat until we did our daily work out, and the food wasn't much, at the very most it was 2 slices of bread with jam or peanut butter on it about 4 times a day, after 2 years passed of training he put us into a new type of "training", he would have his friends beat us every day and if we were lucky every other day until we could defend ourselves from attackers, at the age of 9 we started the beating training and it ended 3 years later when I found out the trick of defending myself, at the age of 12 he forced us to join the UFIFA, (The United Federations of The International Freedom Agency), it is a government organization that uses kids to do all of the government's dirty work, I am 16 now and my parents passed away almost 6 months ago in a car crash in Paris, this is my journey in my life...I am "AR54"