This is my first ever fanfiction, so reviews and all help is much appreciated! I don't have a Beta reader, so apologies for any mistakes I have missed. This is a MI High fanfic. Slightly AU, the team doesn't change after 'The Lost Hero', instead Carrie, Oscar and Rose carry on as MI High agents. Daisy and Blane are also characters.

I don't own MI High.

It was just another day at St Hopes. Kids were racing around the corridors, teachers were hiding in the staff room and Mrs King was on patrol, trying to regain order. Little did the three MI9 agents at the school know that their ordinary day was going to become extraordinary before lunch had started ...

Carrie was in the gym, waking herself up with press-ups, like she did every morning. A crowd of admiring girls – also known as her friends – were surrounding her, trying to keep up and failing miserably. Oscar was trying to throw Avril, who was following him everywhere pestering him with questions about his family tree – even though her documents had 'disappeared' she would not leave it. Oscar was seriously thinking of asking Frank for a memory device before she looked him up again and replicated the documents – he really didn't want to move again. Rose was sitting in the library, quietly researching. What she was researching nobody knew – she wouldn't tell her team, let alone anyone else, why she turned up at school so early and spent about three hours in the library before the registration bell rang. As this bell sounded out through the school, Carrie and her friends sprinted from the gym to the classroom in the main building, Oscar turned on his heel to walk with Avril into class, and Rose shut her book quietly, before replacing it on the shelf and slipping along to the same classroom that Carrie and Oscar were now in, sitting at their desks and talking to their various friendship groups – Carrie with the gym girls, who worshipped her Olympic-level gymnastics and martial arts, Oscar with Avril, who never left his side if she could help it, and the rest of the girls who considered him to be Adonis reincarnated. Slipping to her desk, Rose sat down, opened her bag and pulled out her book.

Halfway through second period – Science – Rose felt the pencil/communication device in her pocket start vibrating. Not bringing it out in case the red light attracted anyone's attention, Rose desperately tried to think of a convincing excuse for leaving class half way through a period. Deciding to use a dentist's appointment – in case the mission would keep her out of class for a while – she realised that Carrie and Oscar were both already on their way out. Sighing at being the last to get out – again – Rose raised her hand and gained permission to leave from Mrs King.

As she raced up to the 'Caretaker's Store Cupboard', Oscar threw her a slightly amused look, tapping his watch. Rolling her eyes, Rose yanked the light-switch panel back and pressed her thumb to the fingerprint scanner. The light flashed green, the door opened and Carrie pulled the mop/lever that activated the lift. Rose felt the familiar sensation of her stomach being forced up her throat, before the doors opening, only a second or so after Carrie pulled the mop, to reveal her and her team standing there in top-of-the-range spy gear. Running out of the lift towards the computers, the team noticed immediately that there was nobody there. Instead, on each screen was a document that stated that although Frank was busy – 'temporarily detained' was the exact wording – there was a surprise waiting for the team in the Gadget Testing Room. "I really hope this is the good sort of surprise," joked Oscar as the team quickly ran over to the concealed door and Carrie yanked out a hair to get through the DNA coded lock.

Carrie led the way into the room, and for a second they stood there in silence, looking around the bare room for the 'surprise'. Then the door slid open again behind them. Spinning around and assuming defensive postures, Carrie and Oscar didn't notice that Rose had gone white as a sheet as failed to get into her position behind Oscar and next to Carrie, and was instead staring at the smiling boy and girl. "Who are you?" said Oscar threateningly, "and how did you get into HQ?" The two people - who looked about the same age as the spies - didn't move or answer, continuing to smile quietly.

"Oscar…," whispered Rose from behind him, "am I hallucinating?"

Finally realising that Rose was acting strangely, Carrie turned to her teammate and said "If you are talking about two unknown people in HQ, who have evidently hacked both the fingerprint and DNA scanner and who are looking at you as if…as if… Rosie, do you know them?" Not bothering to answer her, Rose sprinted forwards, knocking Oscar aside in an effort to get to her two old teammates.

Pulling out of the group hug after about a minute – which is a long time to hug someone – Rose started the introductions with tears of happiness in her eyes. "Oscar and Carrie, I'd like to introduce my old team, Blane and Daisy, who have been heading up Unit Alpha. Blane and Daisy, this is my new team, Oscar and Carrie." At this, she pulled Daisy back into a hug, who looked a little shocked at seeing Rose so emotional. She had never been that close to Rosie - they rubbed each other the wrong way, was how Lennie had put it. Oscar and Carrie had relaxed their defensive positions once they were sure that these new people were not enemy agents, and came forwards now to introduce themselves more thoroughly.

"Blane Whittaker," said Blane, shaking hands with Oscar, "Martial Arts. You?"

"Oscar Cole," replied Oscar, "Deep cover."

"So tell me," said Blane in a stage whisper, "Is Rosie Red always that emotional these days?" Hearing this, Rose whipped around and elbowed Blane in the ribs.

"I told you not to call me that!" she mock-angrily said, but blew it by hugging him around the waist as she said it. Over her head – both boys were easily two heads taller than her – Oscar replied "I've never seen her like this before – you must have meant a lot to … what was it … Rosie Red." Before grinning and pinning her hands behind her back as 'Rosie Red' broke off her hug to try and attack him instead.

Carrie and Daisy were already getting on like a house on fire, talking about fashion, missions, boys and spy gadgets. Blane and Oscar had also struck it off, talking about their different experiences with the spy world. Rose looked pleased that her old and new team had made friends so quickly, and was the perfect link between the two different pairs – boys and girls. Around half an hour after meeting each other, the happy chat was interrupted by a loud cough from the door. Spinning around again, Rose saw Frank and Lennie standing in the doorway, grinning happily at the sight they saw. "Lennie!" she squealed, and ran forwards to hug her ex-mission leader gently, avoiding his bad hip. "It's lovely to see you too Rose. But shouldn't we start some work?" He raised his voice at the last bit, catching all the agent's attention and causing them to look awkward and mumble "Yes…". Chuckling, Frank led the way back into the main HQ.

"Your mission is very dangerous, and requires all of you working together as one team. " said Lennie. "You are going to infiltrate an orphanage and try to find out what the connection is between it and SKUL. We believe that it is used as a kind of training ground for prospective SKUL agents – over 10 of the children who have left in the past year have ended up working for the Grand Master. You are all going to move into Penhallow Orphanage one at a time. This should be Oscar's special mission, as well as Daisy's – it is very deep cover. The first to infiltrate the orphanage will probably be living there for about a year."

"A year?" squeaked Carrie, looking at the two mission operators in disbelief. "How on earth are we all going to explain to our families that we are disappearing for a year?"

"Well technically, Carrie, only two of you need to be excused from your families for a year. Daisy and Blane have been living away from home since they left MI High anyway, and Oscar lives with an agent who only needs to know he will be going on a long mission. For you and Rose, the school have set up a very long exchange programme. Rose will be moving to Canada for a year at the University of Toronto, where they have specially 'invited' her to use their world-famous labs. Carrie, you are going to a training university for future Olympians. They have requested you join for a year free of charge."

The two girls looked baffled at the elaborate covers they were being provided with. On the screen, they could see Frank sending letters to their parents from the 'University of Toronto' and the training university. "All you girls have to do is go home and tell your parents what a wonderful opportunity you have been given." Nodding wonderingly at what their team could achieve, the girls stepped back into line with Daisy, Blane and Oscar.

"This better have some ultra-cool and undetectable gadgets, Lennie," said Blane, glancing at Oscar who grinned over, saying "I was about to say the same thing."

"It does," replied Frank, looking excited as his department moved into the spotlight. "For Rose, we have the communicator bookmark. You don't need to hold it to your ear or anything – talk near it and it will pick up the sound waves and transport them back to HQ. So that Lennie and I can contact you, it has a hidden screen that can only receive text. To reveal the screen, you pull that tassel there," for the bookmark was designed like a Turkish carpet and the edges were covered in tassels, "and a screen pops out. To put it back, you simply push it."

"Wow, thanks Frank," said Rose, looking pleased with her new gadget.

"Daisy and Carrie, your gadgets are the same, only look different. Carrie, you have a medal – one that you allegedly won at the UK Young Gymnastics Competition. It works in the same way as your pencils do. Daisy, your communicator is disguised as a hair-clip. For safety, since you will be going into a potential SKUL base, control will not call you. To be safe, you have to call us. I would prefer it if at least one of you were to check in each day."

"You haven't given us any gadgets," said Oscar, indicating himself and Blane.

"Quite right. Blane, you have a laser cutter – normal deal, can cut through anything – disguised as a packet of chewing gum. Oscar, you have a packet of the same gobstoppers you used when you went to the SKUL Academy – only stronger. Instead of slowing the body down, they now freeze it for half an hour, and conveniently then put the person to sleep, wiping their memories about what caused them to lose consciousness. They will be useful if you have to make a quick escape, although I really hope that that isn't necessary."

"Team, Rose will be moving into the orphanage in three days time. Oscar will follow her in two weeks, Carrie four weeks after that, Blane two weeks after Carrie and Daisy two weeks after Blane. I'm sorry for the delay for the rest of you, but it was vital that we stagger your entry into the orphanage. One more thing. You must not all appear to know each other, you must not appear to become instant friends. To all intents and purposes, you have never met before you move into the orphanage. It is not advisable that you all become friends at all – spilt into many different friendship groups and so that people rarely associate you with each other. This will help anyone from suspecting you as a group. Now, back to lessons – it is quite possible that you will have training for this mission in the coming weeks so prepare some excuses for leaving class. You only have one chance to use the toilet excuse Rose, no more. Off you go then."

"Yes Frank," the new and larger team replied, before they all moved into the lift.

"Wait, Oscar. A private word please" said Lennie, and looking puzzled, Oscar left the lift just as the doors shut on his old and new teammates.

"Don't you think this is a dangerous mission for me to go first on, given my unstable loyalties and SKUL mother?" asked Oscar sarcastically, wondering why he had been held back.

"No, not at all, Oscar. To the contrary. I think that you will excel on this mission and unlike Chief Operative Stark, I have full confidence in you. There is no harm on this particular mission that can be caused by you doing things your way, which I believe is what you told Stark over communicator both when you were Tim Brown and when you went to infiltrate SKUL – both times you had a massive success. Oscar, please do not doubt my faith in you."

"Thanks, Frank, that means a lot." Said Oscar, genuinely meaning it as his mission operator expressed faith in his sometimes unorthodox methods. "But why have you held me back?"

"I want to give you a little extra responsibility on this mission, although it is not something that will affect the enemy directly. You are the only agent on this team who specialises in deep-cover – due to that I am giving you the responsibility to check on how your teammates are coping. The orphanage will be a stressful environment for them, and I cannot expect that all of them will handle it as well as you will. To that end, I am going to give you a copy of the Alice band we used on Mrs King. It will…"

"Help me determine their brain state and how they are coping with the mission. Frank, that's great, are you sure I'm the right person to give it to?"

"Oscar, I am positive. But you need to stop doubting yourself before you ask others to stop doubting you. Remember – the whole team, Carrie and Rose especially, would trust you with their lives." On that cheerful note, Frank handed Oscar a hair band like Mrs King's, only thinner and more flexible. There was a tiny screen concealed on the underside of it, which would show the reading of the agent's brain state. Grinning at his mentor, who had expressed such faith in him, Oscar headed for the lift.

Well, that's the first chapter! Please review and let me know what you think.