I dropped down, and in a split second dashed across the room and kicked the gun out of the unsuspecting guard's hand. I could hear the guard behind me start running towards me, but then I heard a slam, and a crack. I heard the muffles of my classmates, cheering us on.

My attacker swung is hand at me, and caught me in the stomach, and sent me flying into the wall. Warily, I got up and jumped at him, halfway towards him I changed my weight so that my feet slid out from underneath me, and I kicked his legs out from underneath him. He fell to the ground with a loud thump. Hopefully someone wouldn't come in to investigate.

In the spare moment I had, I slid a napotine patch out of my pocket and slapped it on the guys head, and as Zach battled his more skilled opponent, I started untying my classmates. It was a long process but once one was untied, they helped untie the others, and so and so forth. A grunt and a bang, and a slap later, Zach's opponent was out like a light. After untying all the students, which was about half the junior class (including the Blackthorne population) I heard a voice from the door.

It was the camera man from before, and he was still wearing the ugly blue plaid jacket, except this time, he had a double machine gun in his hand and it was pointed straight at me. We. Were. Doomed.

"Well, I guess I did underestimate the chameleon," he sneered, "you're just as good as your pathetic father. But then again, he's dead, so he wasn't that good was he? Say goodbye, little Gallagher Girl." he smiled maliciously. Just before he shot, he started choking. A hand was wrapped around his neck, and another arm knocked the machine gun out.

I walked up to him, "You should know better than to mess with a Gallagher Girl, because when you do," I whispered into his ear as he sucked in his last breath, "You mess with them all." And Bex dropped the lifeless body, and next to her, Grant was playing with the machine gun.

"Grant, don't play with that, you'll set it off." I said, and he handed it to Bex with a sad look on his face.

I turned to her and she answered my question for me, "We heard sounds, assumed, and came here. Good thing we did too, the rest of the student body and the teachers are exactly a floor above us. They got ten guards, and a leader. He's basically torturing them for information. From what we got, he wants to know about this program, I think he wants to take down the top spies, and then create his own school for teenage spies, except he wants world dominance."

"Let's go." was my reply, and Bex, Grant, Zach, and I, and including half of the Gallagher/Blackthorne population followed us. We stealithy snuck up the stairs, and listened in through the door. The leader, who sounded like the guy that attacked Macey and I, was talking, and I heard the distinct sound of a knife slicing, meaning he was slicing someone's skin for information. He could probably get information out of the freshman, which is who he was probably torturing.

I nodded to my comrades, and we burst in, attacking the closet guards. I headed straight for the leader, and jumped on his back. I was choking him, and he kept banging me into the wall- hard. My head was spinning, and dark spots clouded my vision, and the leader was loosing strength from my strangling. As this all happened, I heard shutters snap open. YES! Liz, Macey, and Jonas disengaged the Code Black, and as I thought this, the Charlie, Beta, and Delta team poured in. There were bangs, and slaps, and gunshots.

People were getting injured, and the slaps meant napotine patches were being used. Cutting sounds surrounded me too, meaning the other half of the class were being released, along with the top spies- including my mom and Solomon.

I felt the leader's knees buckle beneath me, and I knew I strangled him into uncounciousness. Truth was, I was going with him.

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I awoke on my bed in Gallagher. Wait, how did I get here. I tried to sit up and I winced. Ow, my wrist hurt. I looked down and noticed it was in a cast, and trying to move it, I decided it was broken, and I notced a walking cast on my ankle, moving that, I also found I broke that too.

Suddenly, I recalled the fight. Noticing it was dark out, I made my way out of the empty room and attempted to run down the hall. I made it to my mother's office, and I didn't see a soul. Hopefully it was because they were all sleeping. But wait, doesn't that mean Macey, Liz, and Bex should of been in the room too? Worried, I ran into my mother's office, and found my friends, including Zach, Grant, and Jonas sitting there with Solomon and my Mom. Everyone had bruises on them, cuts, and bags under their eyes.

I looked at my mom, who smiled at me. I took a seat next to Macey. "As I was saying, you all did an excellent job. You were trained very well, and we are very proud of you all. For realizing what to do, and that this wasn't just a test. It was a real thing." My mother looked at me.

"You're father would of been proud." she said, looking into my eyes, and I could feel everyone's eyes on me.

"Thanks, Mom. Too bad he wasn't here to see it." I sighed, and leaned back in my seat. My mom smiled slightly.

"We are all impressed with your actions, and how you handled everything. It was in such order, and everyone contributed somehow. You will all become great spies someday. You work together exceptionally well." Solomon commented, and we all smiled and exchanged glances. Zach winked at me.

"You are all dismissed, go and get some sleep, you had a hard day. We will talk more tomorrow. You deserve a good rest." my mother said, and we all filed out the door.

"Can you believe we actually did it, any of it? All of it? I still can't believe it." Bex said, shaking her head in an unfathonable fashion.

"Yeah, we all did good. What happened to me?" I asked.

"Well, after strangling that guy, you passed out from lack of oxygen yourself. He hit you really hard, you're lucky you didn't get a concussion." Liz commented.

"Did anybody..." I gulped. "Die?" I whispered the last part.

Zach shook his head. "No, only injuries. The worst was a broken leg." Good, nothing too serious.

"Wow." This is unbelievable. I realized my friends had shuffled of, leaving Zach and I alone in a dark, silent, corridor.

"Yep." he said, popping the 'p,' and stepped closer to me. I started backing up towards the wall.

"Do you think we'll get a reward or something?" I whispered, as he started stepping closer and closer to me.

"I don't know, but I do have a reward for you." He whispered seductively.

"And what's that?" I barely managed to say.

He answered by kissing me more passionately than he had on the roof, with his tongue. I wrapped my arms around him, and sighed in contentment.

Well, if the CIA wasn't going to give me a reward, I'd take this one anyday. This was far better than anything they could give me.

And as I stood there, kissing Zach Goode, I realized I had successfully completed my first mission. Wow. With my friends, with people I loved, for other people I loved. It was an amazing experience, and a great one under my belt.

I wondered what missions I might come across later in life. Would I get married? Would I have kids? Would I die on a mission? Would I die of old age?

Would the leader get locked in jail, or would he come back for me? Why did he even want me to begin with? What did I have that he needed so badly?

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And that was the story! Don't forget to vote in the GG awards! I'm hoping this will get nominated in the GG3 Parody category.

As you can see, this is a cliffhanger. A possible sequel, yes, any ideas? Obviously it will have Zammie, but it will also have the leader that Cammie suffocated. I need ideas if you guys want me to write this, and sorry for not updating THE MISSION. I'm having trouble finishing it, but hopefully I'll be able to soon. Keep your fingers crossed.

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