Chapter 1

I get off of my Ducati as soon as I get into the garage of the house. I take of my helmet at the same time. Walking out of the garage I start to take off the leather jacket and the various knifes hidden around my body as I prepare to walk inside the house. The darkness of the night shows how late it must be. I enter the warm house and look at the clock on the wall where it marks 3:15 A.M.

I get to my bathroom and take all my clothes and enjoy the warm water of the shower. Once I get back to my room I am wearing a navy nightdress.

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I wake up at with the alarm clock as I look to see that it already passes six so there is no way that I will go run outside and take the chance to run into someone.

Need substance.

Right, probably a good idea. Breakfast.

As I get into the kitchen I can see the text message from Natalie. Her mission was a success and she would be retuning soon, having time to watch Sectionals. Great Natalie was going to hear her sing.

Noticed sarcasm.

So useful Anastasiya. I spoke to the other voice in my head; yes I am aware that is I sign of craziness.

I'm the real you. We both know the alias is fake version of us.

My alias: Rachel Barbra Berry, 15 years old, 5'3'', brown eyes and brown hair. She's a driven teenage girl who lives for music and Broadway and dreams to be a big star.

She weak, spoiled and loud.

Yes the voice inside of me was right. Something I hate admitting. Rachel Berry and Anastasiya couldn't be more different.

I remember when the Director gave me the new identity. To this day I still don't understand why he did it. Rachel Berry, 15-year-old teenager, is my fresh start. A clean fresh start.

You shouldn't be wasting your skill sets.

No she really wasn't. She is aware what her skill set has done, the pain it inflicted on people. Or at least she remembers parts of it. Years of having her brain being played at to make her forget missions or to make her believe things, lies, messed up with her memory a lot. But the horrors she remembers are more than enough to keep her awake at night. She didn't deserve the fresh start but she is going to take it and make it her new life.

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"Good morning." I say to Tina and Mike once I pass the Asian couple, also two of them are few of the students who aren't stupid and understand the school subjects.

Good assets in here.

People aren't assets. Rachel tells the voice inside of her.

They are in the small group of people who I talk too, also. Kurt and Mercedes used to talk to me but once I started to date Finn (ok we kissed once and he ran away and the other time he used me to get me back to glee club) then he left me for his now pregnant girlfriend (even if I know for weeks that he isn't the father) they stop talking to me because Kurt had to be on the side of his crush and Mercedes doesn't like me because I'm a treat.

We are a treat. We could have her disposed the moment.

We are not killing anyone.

Please you liked the QB who dated the blonde cheerleader and couldn't' leave his popularity for you. Then the blonde, Christian cheated on her boyfriend and got knocked up.

So much for high school not being a clichés like movies Natalie show her when she was in jail to understand America.

I go to the classes that I don't even care about. I speak fluently 30 languages so I doubt I need to pay attention to Spanish.

The bell rings ends and I stop reading the Einstein theses about the relativity (I learn that I like science) and I walk of the room. The glee club is the only place where I actually paid attention to the teacher. Ok 80% of the time but I have to be on my characters and she lives for glee club so she needs to pay attention which mean I need to pay attention.

Please you actually like them. I don't know how, you probably gone to soft, but you like them.

"Good afternoon everyone." Mr. Shue tells us and I am already hearing Santana protesting about something that isn't really important. "Where are Finn and Quinn?" He asks and everyone looks around noticing that the golden it couple isn't in the room and I get distracted with the new update from Natasha that once I turn off the iPhone I heard all the screaming around me. I see Finn is fighting Noah and I am kind of surprised by that.

That is the worst fighting skills I've seen. These people need practice.

These people are normal and leave normal lives; they don't need to know 20 different martial arts.

The rest of the boys separate the two (formal) best friends and I don't even need to look more to see what happens next. A hysteric Quinn apologizes to Finn who leaves the room in anger and Quinn leaves with Santana and Brittany a little after.

"What the hell happened?" Mr. Shue asks and I control myself not to roll my eyes.

"Finn found out that the baby was Noah's of course." I tell not looking at then since I got another update that I finishing reading I am not into teen drama that much.

Please I could take all of them down in 3 minutes. Two.

"You knew?" My ex boyfriend asks me and I look up to see everyone looking at me surprise and I look at his face. His lip is bleeding and that is probably not the only injury. How in the hell did Finn was able to do that?

Easy, clearly Civil Noah doesn't understand you need to fight back when fighting someone.

"Of course I knew. For weeks actually." I tell and I hear gaps (Mercedes and Kurt, of course) then I get up walking to him. "Come one Noah someone has to see if you got any bad injury."

"Please I am fine." He tells me and this time I roll my eyes, I didn't need my intense training to know he was in fact lying.

"Come on I will play your nurse." I tell him and he smirks at me as I walk out of the room with him to the closest bathroom. I tell him to wait a little bit and I get the med kit from my locker.

"You weren't kidding once you told me you were playing my nurse." He tells me and I sit him on the sink and look at his eyes touching it to see him flinch.

"You are getting a black eye. But don't worry it won't be too purple." I tell him as I put wet toilet paper on his eye and put his hand on his eyes supporting it.

"It won't be the first one." He tells me with a smirk but I could see he was sad, maybe because Finn and he aren't friends anymore. People get sad when losing friends right?

You're asking me about people relationship?

Right! Stupid idea.

"Of course, I wouldn't I think it was." I tell playfully and I start to clean the blood from the cut on his lip. "Does anything else hurt?"

"No nurse Berry." He says with sarcasm but I check anyway.

"Have you talked to Quinn?" I ask him as I check his hands and arms for any broken bone.

"No she kind of ran away after Finn. By the way how did you know?" He asks me.

"I knew it wasn't Finn's since the beginning. The little story that she told him that he later told me didn't make any sense and when we broke up two months ago I saw the way you looked at Quinn. I add one plus two."

Actually I was the one who told you.

No one asked for your opinion.

"I thought you broke up with me because you thought I loved Quinn and of course because you love Finn." He tells and I try not to laugh at that.

Love is for children. Love is weakness. And we do not fall in love.

"I don't love Finn." I tell him ignoring that voice inside of me. The voice of the person I used to be: the killer, the monster inside me. "And at first I did believe you did fell like that for Quinn."

Well it's not like I understand love.

Love [definition]: noun, a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. It better words: nature's way of tricking people into reproducing.

I didn't ask your opinion on the matter.

"So we broke up because of Quinn?" He asks confused. No Noah, we broke up because I have a double life, I just have fragments of my memory and I actually don't know how old I am.

"There were a lot of things but it's in the pass." I decide to go for the not a lie but not also 100% true. "What are you doing about Quinn? Finn is going to kick her out." I say but I can't really blame him after all his girlfriend cheated on him.

I believe people who cheat each other is the main cause of death in this country.

Finn is not killing Quinn.

Of course not, he doesn't have the brains or the physic capacity to do it.

"I know. I am talking to ma. Maybe she will let Quinn move. Why couldn't you be the pregnant one?" He asks me and I raise an eyebrow confused. "She loves you. You're Jewish." He tells me and I laugh at that and I hear him laughing too. I laugh because that is stupid and I lie.

"You're mother doesn't have space for her to move it."

"It's not like I will let her alone. I am not my father."

"Let me talk to Quinn."

"You know you can't fight a pregnant woman even if she is the one to fight first?"

No. Not even break her arm?

"Don't worry, no bitch slap will be made." I tell him and he blink at me vocabulary but I decide to ignore. "But you need to tell your mother that she is going to be a grandmother. If you need me call me." I tell him and he nods getting up and giving me a hug.

"Thanks Rach."

"You will thank me later. Now you go to the choir room and tell everyone the full story. Kurt and Mercedes will want gossip and you don't want people spreading more lies." I tell once he pulls apart and smiles walking out and I do it to, trying to find here the ice princess is. I find her sitting against the wall crying.

Who cries? That is a sign of weakness.

I cry.

You are weak. Besides not in front of people unless your acting.

"What did you came to do? Laugh at my face? Tell me that you can have Finn now?"

"Neither. I came to help you." I tell and she looks surprise. Of course this is the last thing she expected.

Really you want to help her.

I may not like her but the child didn't do anything.

What are you planning to do?

"Help me?" She says almost laughing now.

See even her sees the stupidity of this decision what are you going to do, offer her a place to sleep?

"Where are you staying tonight?" I ask her and she raises an eyebrow but I give her a seriously look

"At Britts but her mother thinks it's just tonight."

No! No! No! Retreat! This is a bag plan of attack. Retreat! NOW!

"I you can move in with me." I tell her and her eyes open wild. "if you want of course." Free will is important.

We never got free will.

Exactly. Now we do, so we are going to do the right thing.

"You want me to move in with you?" She asks incredulous.

"I think you can. I will tell you tomorrow, by the way, Noah is telling her mother. He offered for you to move with him but you don't want it believe me. His mother is going to drive you nuts. Look you should probably go cleaning your face and try to calm down. We talk tomorrow." I tell her leaving. These awkward conversations make me nervous. Especially crying people.

"Rachel." She calls me and I turn to her. "Thank you." She tells me and I nod leaving her.

Glee Club was done for the day and once I got home I realize how stupid I was. There is a reason I leave in an empty street in the middle of nowhere.

Great you helped Quinn to move but you forgot that you aren't really Rachel and that you live in a house with a studio/gym and a freaking place where you shoot weapons for practice. Great the weapons.

I told you it was a bad idea.

Shut up Anastasiya.

We can put them all in the gym and close it with the key so she won't come in.

Good idea.

Now how are you going to deal with the fact that you don't look physically like this? Or better that you have a Ducati in your four car garage? Or the better one, why you barely are at home at night or don't have family leaving with you? You are so domed.

You enjoying this aren't you?

I'm an asset. Assets don't have emotions.

We did once.