The scarlet case. (Futuristic four-spy AU)

Penny: Recruitment

I'm Penny Forrester. I'm thirteen years old, I just recently moved to San Fransokyo. I live with my mom, my dog, Bolt, and my cat, Mittens. My head is inside a sack. I'm asleep– I think.

I can't see anything. My breathing is uneasy. My hands and feet are tied. I can feel hands carrying me from one place to another, until my unconscious body is settled over something soft and squeaky. The sack is removed form my head, but my eyes can't open. I struggle with the heavy feeling over my eyelids. I move one finger first. My index finger, from my right hand. It moves slightly, then, the other four follow. I move both hands, but they are tied to something, they won't get all the way up my head. I struggle again, this time, my face answers better, I furrow my brows, squint my nose, and, at last, my eyes flicker open.

The light is blinding, but after a few seconds, my eyes adapt. My nose is itchy, I think they made me inhale something. I look around: I'm sat on a white leather armchair, I'm in a white room with white lights hanged over my head. There is another armchair in front of me, but the woman who sat over it doesn't have handcuffs. She is composed, of dark skin and black curly hair tied in a bun. She is wearing a white dress with a white jacket over her shoulders. Her heels are white. The only color in the room is herself, black hair, brown eyes tan skin. She is beautiful.

"Forrester, Penny. Do you know why you are here?" She asked after a few minutes. It felt weird listening to her voice. It was calm, soothing, maybe even sweet. In ringed on my ears painfully.

"No" I answer. My throat itches as well. I'm thirsty, I notice.

She looked at me. Her eyes were kind and thoughtful. She grabbed the hem of her jacket and pulled it towards her mouth. A beep came from the jacket, and she spoke to it. I assumed it was a hidden microphone.

"Bring some water for miss Penny." She said, and then turned to me. "Need anything else?"

I wanted to spit on her face. I wanted them to free me, but before I did any of those things, a white door opened and a man in a white tuxedo walked in, holding a glass of water. The woman in front of me pressed a button and one of the handcuffs released my left hand. I grabbed the cup and the man left, closing the door again. I drank.

As the water slided down my throat, healing the itchiness, I noticed my wrist didn't hurt. Good, the handcuffs were cushioned.

"Penny, will you please cooperate now?" Asked the woman. "If you are good, we'll free your other hand as well"

I set the now empty glass on the floor next to my feet and looked up again. There she was, graceful, composed, unaffected.

"Fine." I spat out. "What do you want from me? Who are you?"

The woman sighed.

"I'm agent Moana. We are the NSD, and you have been chosen. If you accept, your training will start immediately"

Small note: NSD, National Secret Defense. An organization that I thought didn't exist until last week. I used their servers to hack into... Something.

"Chosen?" I asked. My left hand started unconsciously fidgeting with the handcuffs over my right wrist. "What for?"

"You have shown incredible talent that we could really use in the NSD. If you accept, all commodities for agents will be handed to you, your family will be protected and repositioned, and you will be of immense help for this nation" She spoke clearly.

I can't lie when I say something warm bubbled in my chest. It was new, it was exciting.

"You want me to join the NSD?" I repeated.

Moana nodded.

"Of course, once you are in, your name will be deleted of every register. You will, officially, cease to exist. Only your family will know where you are." She explained.