AN: Hi everyone! So this is basically a story about Quinn who is a secret agent and Rachel who is a hired assassin. That's all I'm going to say because I don't want to give away spoilers.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.

Enjoy! :)

Prologue

International Defence Academy

Quinn Fabray is anxiously standing in front of the General/Headmaster's door. Her uniform suddenly feels tighter than it was before. Being called by the General can only mean one of the two things: you're going to be put on a team and start training to become a proper agent or spy, or you're going to be sent to another one of their schools in a different country because you have been nothing but trouble. Quinn is sure that it won't be the latter. Her thoughts were interrupted by a booming voice coming from the office. "You may enter."

The blonde beauty cleared her throat and straightened her back before entering the room.

"Sir, I heard you asked for me. What can I do for you?"

"Ah, miss Fabray. You are aware that you are at the top of your class, right?" The General flipped through some folders from his file cabinet.

"Yes, sir."

"Instead of putting you on a team, I have decided to put you on your very first mission."

Quinn's eyes widen. Yes, she is the best in their class, but she is only a teenager. How can a fifteen-year-old teenager possibly be ready for a mission? "Sir, I've been told that teenagers aren't allowed to participate in missions. I haven't even been instated in a team."

The General laughed. He laughed. His reaction made Quinn even more nervous. "I know, I know. But we can't have a thirty-year-old agent go undercover as a high school student, now can we?"

"No, sir." Quinn furrowed her eyebrows. "You would like me to go undercover as a normal high school student?" The General raised an eyebrow. "-sir?"

The older man grabbed a remote control and pointed it towards the 80-inch flat-screen monitor mounted on the wall. "You see, we have been informed about a secret organization in Russia and they have managed to steal a very important chip from the CIA." A small chip was shown on the screen. Quinn wondered how something as small as her thumb nail could cause such nuisance. "Now, I don't know what this chip is, yet, but they asked for our help in getting it back."

"And you want me to retrieve it, sir?"

"Yes. Someone informed us of the place these people would stay, though we don't know who they are and how dangerous they can be." The General clicked something on the remote and the monitor flashed a map and showed the name of the place: Lima, Ohio. "We have already enrolled you to a school called William McKinley High School. You'll be flying to Lima in a month. Your last few weeks in our Academy will be spent training with the class one agents." The older man turned the monitor off. "That is all. You are dismissed."

"Yes, sir." Quinn saluted.

Unknown Island

Mistress V is observing her finest work from her jeep: a petite brunette who is currently in a sword fight with a spy from Japan. Spies from different countries have tried to get more information regarding their private organization, but all have failed. They are not aware of the ruthless killers who have been trained to protect the island. Unfortunately, the Japanese spy thought the small brunette needed saving- he thought the girl was one of the victims who were kidnapped and were forced to work. He should have known better. The brunette's small stature is not something to be taken lightly. The moment she took out the hidden sword she had, the spy knew he has failed his country.

The red head who has trained this girl is very proud. She took her away from the car accident she was in when she was five years old. The little girl suffered from amnesia and forgot about her fathers. After two years of taking care of the brunette, she introduced her to the business. Her brunette managed to pass every single test she sent her way. She was a natural.

When a head came flying her way, she grinned. After eight years of intense training, the older woman knows Rachel is finally ready for something more. The redhead stood up and made her way towards the smaller girl.

"You have proven your loyalty to us, to this island- to me." Mistress V brushed away brown hair away from the brunette's face. "Because of that, your next assignment will no longer be protecting this place. Your next assignment will be off this island." Rachel tilted her head in confusion. "We are going to send you to the United States. You'll be going to high school- just like any other teenager your age. We have prepared the needed papers for your stay, and we have also forged some needed documents for your enrolment." The older woman gave her a smile. "Are you excited, my dear?"

"Yes, mistress."

"Excellent. You will be known as Rachel Barbra Berry. We have a contract with another organization from Russia. Your mission is to annihilate anything or anyone who is a liability to them. They now reside in Lima, Ohio- you will be staying there too. Our sources have also told us about a possible defence system being made in that place. You have to destroy that. Do whatever you can to make sure our friends do not have any problems with the... authorities." Mistress V kissed Rachel's forehead which earned her a contented sigh. "Are we clear?"

"Yes, mistress."

"Very well then. You will be starting your first year in high school in a month. Before that, we are going to buy you new clothes."

"Really?"

"Anything for my star pupil." Mistress V said which made Rachel blush. The sound of a helicopter caught their attention. "You better clean up fast. We are going to the mall today."

At the mall

Rachel reluctantly tried the animal sweater Mistress V ordered her to wear. "Mistress, are you trying to make me look like a... like a toddler?"

The older woman chuckled. "Call me Valerie. Why? I think you look cute." Valerie leaned towards Rachel and whispered. "Besides, you can't look like an assassin if you don't want people to know who you are, right?"

The brunette blushed and gave a small nod.

The two women paid for their stuff and went outside the mall. A black car stopped in front of them.

"Let's go, Rachel. We are going to Lima. I bought you a small house a few blocks away from your school and this car-" Valerie nodded towards the car. "-will be yours to keep."

"Thank you, miss-" the older woman raised an eyebrow. "Thank you, Valerie." They both got inside the back seat of the car. "What am I going to do before school starts?" The man in front started driving.

"You are going to train in the house- it has a secret basement built for your weapons, do your own grocery shopping to make acquaintances with the local people and at least make yourself look familiar."

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows. "You are not going to stay with me?"

Valerie chuckled. "No, dear, I won't. But I will call you every once in a while." She twirled around her red hair using her index finger. "I got something for you." She took out a small gadget which looks like a cellphone. "It is custom made. We don't want other companies listening to our conversations. I also got you an Iphone- this one you will use for when you start making... friends."

The topic about friends is something Valerie doesn't like. She knows it can trigger something in Rachel. After all, she basically made the brunette kill all her classmates in the organization which, for Rachel, are her friends. She wanted her pupil to learn that, in this business, friendships do not last forever because they count as a weakness.

"Thank you, Valerie."

"It will be a long ride. You may rest your head on my lap." Rachel blushed, but still complied.