First fanfic! (well, first actually written down one)

I'm not entirely sure that I won't be adding more to this, so if there's anything people want to know about the Company that you think I should include feel free to ask and I'll either add it here (making a note when I do) or in later chapters.

Feedback is highly appreciated!

Thanks to Laceylou76 and Certh for your reviews, I've fixed up the overuse of Vixen's name. Certh, I'm not sure what it was you wanted me to explain... I will try to do some more explaining in the next chapter.

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"Good morning." Called the man.

Vixen groaned, much like any teenager being told that it was time to get up.

"All right, all right… I'm getting up…" she muttered, throwing off the covers and slowly getting out of bed.

"Good morning 'daddy'" She said with a small smile.

"I've told you not to call me that." Said the man, smiling, as he sorted out a breakfast tray on the table.

"Sorry Mr Hayden Darton." She replied pertly.

"None of that." The man mock-reproved her.

"Sorry Hayden." she replied, not sounding sorry at all.

After breakfast it was time for classes. Here she learned what it was like outside the institute, she watched videos, surveillance videos, movies… But none of it was real enough for her.

'"Why can't I just learn this by going outside?" She complained, as she did every time she had one of these lessons, which was every second day…

"Because they will find you. And you won't like what happens if they do." Replied Hayden.

Vixen let the matter drop, for now…

Next she learned about computer spyware and methods of hacking computer systems, unbeknownst to her teachers in this area she actually learned more from them than they meant to teach her, and she had learned even more through the websites they were getting her to practice hacking on… But again they didn't know that. And while they seemed kind, and all this training was for a good cause… There was something at the back of her mind that inclined her to hide things from even these people… There always seemed to be something hidden about them. No one here had clear motives and Hayden himself had been the one who had taught her how dangerous that was. He had meant in terms of enemies, but an 'ally' with motives that you cannot fathom can easily turn into an enemy. Not that this was at all likely here, Hayden treated her like his daughter, a surrogate father for the one who had apparently abandoned her along with her mother.

Vixen punched the bag one last time.

"Good. You are getting there. Soon you'll be ready for your first mission." Said a man from the corner.

"Actually get to go outside?" asked Vixen sourly.

"You know the reasons…" began the man,

"I know, I know." Replied Vixen with a sigh. "But that doesn't mean that I have to be happy about being locked up in here." She added.

"If they find you they will kill you." The man reminded her

"Who are 'they' anyway?" asked Vixen sourly, "whenever I want to do something that you don't want me to do it's 'they will get you' or 'they want me to do just that', I'm getting sick of 'they'!" she said storming out of the gym.

"She's getting to be a handful." Said a man from the shadows beside the other exit.

"Just a usual teenage rebellion." Replied Hayden.

"Are you sure?" asked the other man.

"Fairly, I have children myself." Replied Hayden.

"I hope you are right then. If she finds out too soon..." Said the other man as he walked out another door to the one Vixen had left by.

"I know." Replied the Hayden. "I know."

And Vixen listened…

'Find out what?' thought Vixen suspiciously, 'Time to do some investigating…'

That the company wasn't telling her the whole truth was a given, after all she was only sixteen, but this was implying that there was something they weren't telling her that she wasn't going to like… Was it something they had done? Was it something they wanted her to do…? This 'mission' they were always talking about… what was it? It sounded like they knew what it was… Surely it would be recorded somewhere…