ᏴᏌᏝᏝᎬᎢᏢᎡᎾᎾᎰ Ꭶynopsis/Ꮲlot: Kylyn is a part of a secret group of kids with, special activities. She, along with her friends, were being trained by the Government to be some sort of Crack Squad, a group of heroes. It's supposed to be easy, they said. They didnt know half of it. When a great evil kidnaps the Heir of Powers, Kylyn, along with the Crack Squad must save the earth. Sounds simple enough, if only it was. ~~~ ᏣᎻᎪᏢᎢᎬᎡ ᎾᏁᎬ ~~~ Kylyn is not a big fan of silence. In fact, she hates it. She's always been the type of person who liked noise and the sound of life around her. She loves the sounds of laughter and playfulness from people. She loves the energy emitting from people and she loves that it gives her that feeling of life. Kylyn also likes animals. Yes, it's out of the topic, but it's important, the you, the reader, knows this. Kylyn used to have eleven dogs, thirty two hamsters and one cat. Her dogs all died, her hamsters also died and her cat? Dissappeared for no reason. She really doesn't have the best luck with animals. "Kylyn, Kylyn, Kylyn!" A snap follows the urgent and loud voice that calls her name. Kylyn doesn't really have to lift her head up to know it's Pamela calling her attention. No doubt to tell her about the mission and to yell at her for being an hour late for the briefing. But Kylyn knows Pamela would never not give her a briefing, late or not. Because either Pamela accepts it or not, Kylyn is needed all the time in the missions. Sure she's exotic, rebellious, laid back and hardly takes anything seriously, but she's also smart, witty and a great strategist. "Kylyn, are you even focusing to what I'm telling you?" Pamela asks her, voice laced with annoyance and tiredness. Kylyn looks up at the blonde haired Pamela. Her blonde hair is shiny and well kept, beautiful even. Her eyes are a dark brown, like chocolate, serious and filled with secrets. Her skin is tan, from all her Feild work. "Yeah. Sure, sure." Kylyn answers nonachantly. Kylyn has long wavy dark brown hair with natural light brown highlights. If she actually made a point of combing her hair, she would have had great hair. Kylyn has sea green eyes and fair skin. "I'm serious Kylyn. This is an important and dangerous mission. You can't mess up," Pamela says sternly. With a roll of her eyes and a sigh, Kylyn tries to remember the rest of the briefing. The trouble with Kylyn is that she has a quick mind. She absorbs facts quickly and uses them and analyzes them in less than a blink of an eye. That's why she doesn't listen when people talk. By the time the person has finished talking, Kylyn has already figured everything out. Kylyn also remembers that Pamela didnt use to be so strict about rules. Fondly, she remembers the time before Patrick, Pamela's older brother, passed away. Before that she used to be filled with light and happiness. A goofy person even, if not, goofier than Kylyn. "So, the Senator Bifocal is moving to a new location after the attempted murder towards him. He has hired the Crack Squad-," "- the Bananas," Kylyn interjects. That was the name of their Crack Squad. "- to make sure he's safely deported to his secret location, he wants to make sure he and his family are safe. That's where you and the Crack Squad-," "- The Bananas," Kylyn interjects once more, earning a warning glare from Pamela. "- come in. He wants you guys to scan everyone of his personnel. He wants you to escort him personally to his private plane. He wants you to watch over him as he flies to the secret location. And he wants you to wait for him a few days in his secret location," Pamela says all in one breath. "Wow, do you want some water?" Kylyn asks her, faking the look of worry on her face as she slides a glass of water towards Pamela. Pamela sighs as she waves Kylyn's hand away. "Did you at least focus on anything I just said?" She asks, sitting back down on her leather chair. The meeting room is quite spacey with the secrecy of a secret. The walls are painted white, something Kylyn thinks is cliché, since in every spy or and government movie she has watched shows a meeting room with the exact same colors of the walls. The chairs are black leather and the desks are glass on white marbled stands. "I got most of it. Senator Biofuel's worried about himself and his money, so he's using his family as an excuse to save himself and his money. He wants to get away from Los Angeles because he isn't just afraid of being murderred but of someone stealing his fortune." Kylyn says with a small smirk on her lips. She takes the water of the table and drinks from it, the cool liquid running down her throat. "That's not what I said," Pamela protests, but Kylyn knows that by the way her eyes are half-open and the ways her shoulders shrug, is that Kylyn is right. "Whatever makes you sleep at night." Kylyn says with her smirk growing wider. "How many of us will go on the mission?" "Four. You, Jamyla, Jake and Cameron," Pamela says. "The others are busy. Kristen, Patricia and Benny are handling the Haunted House Case. Miko, Mariel and Joelyn are handling the Snake Infection Case. Joen, Shane and Lara are handling the Dumpster Dive Case." Kylyn grins, flashing Pamela her set off teeth. "Have you got a crush on the four of us or something...? We're always on the same mission." She says, fondly. "You'd be the last person I'd have a crush on. I'd date a pig rather than you," Pamela says with a roll of her eyes. "You evaded the question. Seriously, why are the tree of us always on the same mission?" Kylyn asks, her tone actually serious. "I just decided to stick you with friends your closer with," Pamela says. "But I'm friends with everyone," Kylyn argues. "Yeah. But you're closer to those three, so I figured you'd work harder on your missions." Pamela says as she stands up. Then passing Kylyn a file, she heads out of the meeting room. Kylyn is left staring at the file.
{ Chapter Two } Kylyn had grown up in a quiet and not so lovable home. Her parents are Buisnessmen, so she hardly sees them. They're always out on buisness trips, sending Kylyn large amounts of money to cover up for their absence. Kylyn thinks that it's quite stupid for them to think that money and riches will cover up for the love parents should give their children. She understands that her parents work for money, but she doesn't understand why they have to be rich. It doesn't affect the way she acts towards people though. Kylyn is open and friendly when she feels like it, just with a drop of sarcasm and frankness. She's actually quite talkative and once you've gotten Kylyn interested, she'll make sure you're her friend. Kylyn is in the mess hall of HQ, the Headquuarters of the Project Paranormal, the Government branch that deals with Paranormal activity and people with "special abilities." She stands in line, holding a mocha flavored doughnut and black coffee with two sugars. She's DEFINATELY too young to take coffee, but fifteen year old Kylyn doesn't care. She isn't just any normal teenager after all. In front of Kylyn is Iyesha Raven. Iyesha Raven is Kylyn's friend. Iyesha isn't part of the Crack Squad, the special team of highly talented skilled people, but she is part of Project Paranormal. She's fourteen, a year younger than Kylyn. Kylyn knows Iyesha the best due to her long beautiful red hair. Her hair looks like fire and her eyes are blue, bright blue. "Hello, Kylyn." Iyesha greets the brunnette behind her. She's holding an apple and some coffee as well, though Kylyn doesn't know what type. "Hey, Iyesha. What's up?" Kylyn casually asks as they both move forward, the line already thinning. "Not much really, PP has me working on some research artifacts of the lost Atlantis," Iyesha says as she makes her way to the cashier, paying for the apple and the coffee. "What about you?" When Iyesha finishes, she steps to the side, to wait for Kylyn. Kylyn steps in front of the cashier and hands the payment for her food, before walking with Iyesha. "I'm going off on a mission tommorow. I think it'll take a few days. Jamyla, Cameron, Matt and I were sent to take care of a senator and his family." Kylyn says. Kylyn doesn't answer Iyesha that specifically because its against Pamela's rules to tell non Crack Squad members full details of missions. Kylyn hopes Iyesha doesn't mind. Iyesha doesn't mind. She smiles at Kylyn. "That's great," She says. Kylyn smirks back. Then she waves at Iyesha. "I'll see you later Iyesha, I'm gonna go and see the Crack Squad." She says. Iyesha nods and walks off, probably to join her boyfriend, Reigne, who is also in PP (Project Paranormal). "Hey Kylyn," Jamyla, Kristen, Shane, Patricia, Lara, Miles, Joen, Joelyn, Benny, Cameron, Miko, Matt and Pamela greet her as she arrives at their table and sits down. "Hey guys," Kylyn greets them. The group talks and interacts with each other like they're family. They all fall into comfortable conversations and playful banter. Kylyn, Kristen, Patricia and Jamyla would usually go on with witty banter. Pamela, Joelyn and Mariel would talk about plans and missions, strategies and statuses. Joen, Miko, Cameron, Matt and Benny would usually talk about sports. While Miles and Lara would debate about randome and hilarious things. ~~~ Kylyn is wearing a black tank top, with a blue plaid polo over. Her jeans are black and tight, as usual and she's wearing her usual black combat boots. On her wrists are leather cuffs and hanging on her neck is a chained necklace with a mustache on it. Her hair is in a pony tail and she wears shades over her face. Jamyla, who is standing next to Kylyn is wearing a red long-sleeved V-neck with black shorts. Her shoes are a pair of red converse all stars. Her long jet black hair is in a braid and her black eyes are hidden by shades as well. Her skin is mocha colored. Next to Jamyla, stands Cameron. He's the only one who looks formal. He's wearing a black suit with a red tie. Covering his brown eyes are shades and his ginger colored hair is tousled. His pale skin stands in contrast with the black tie suit. After Cameron is Matt. Matt wears a nerdy green sweater, with matching green dress shoes. He wears a white button down shirt and blue jeans. His black curly hair is messy and his grey eyes are nervous. The four of them are at the airport, next to a plane. They were waiting for Senator Bifocal to come with his family. Pamela stands with them, wearing a beautiful white dress with floral design. Senator Bifocal arrives a minute later, with five escorts, his wife and his newborn son, being carried by a maid. He's stout, with white hair and a grumpy expression. His wife is no better, stouter in fact, and holds a grumpier expression. "Senator, a pleasure to meet you," Pamela says. To Kylyn's surprise, she observes that Pamela's time off voice is the farthest thing from pleased. Senator Bifocal nods. He shakes the hand Pamela offers. "So, where are the Crack Squad members?" He asks, almost too eagerly for Kylyn's taste. Pamela nods and points at them one by one. "Here we have the leader, Kylyn. Then Jamyla, then the co-leader, Cameron, and finally Matt." She says. The Senator has a look of doubt and suspicion cross his face. "You expect me to believe this little Dream Team is the best of the buisness? You must think me pretty stupid, Ms. Arcilla," He says roughly. Pamela swallows and exhales, Kylyn knows she's trying to calm herself down. "Sir, I assure you, this team's the best. They just look young, but sir, they're the best." She says pointedly. "Then your standards must be very low, Ms. Arcilla," He says. A low growl suddenly emits from Kylyn's chest, a rough rumble that sounds like that of a wolf. The Senator looks at her in surprise and she looks at him, though she knows he can't see her eyes through her shades. Letting out another low growl she finally says, "Excuse me, Senator...Bifocal, is it? But I'd be happy if you'd stop being rude and start being grateful to Pamela." Kylyn knows it was wrong what she did, but she doesn't want to risk letting Pamela get angry. Pamela might lose control and literally implode. The Senator looks shocked for a moment, but he loudly clears his throat. "And you are...?" He asks. "Kylyn Angela Fleur Delacour," Kylyn says. Kylyn watches the spark of realization in the Senator's eyes. Her parents were one of the wealthiest and most powerful people in the Corporate world. "Yes...well..." He seems to have been lost for words. Pamela interrupts him. "So Mr. Bifocal, do you still wish our Crack Squad to watch over you?" She asks him. The Senator seems to deliberate for a moment. Then, finally he nods his head in defeat. "Yes. Yes. Of course," He says. He snaps his finger and the five bodyguards snap to attention, they escort him and his wife into the plane, along with the baby an the maid. "Kylyn," Pamela calls her down before she boards the plane. Kylyn raises an eyebrow at her and steps of the pad. "Be careful. I don't trust him." Is all she says. Then she turns and walks off. Shaking her head, Kylyn boards the plane. "I don't trust him as well," She mutters. A/N: And there you have chappy 2. I understand this should be placed in Fan Fiction. But it original. And not fan-fiction
Zach loves the fan fic part of the forums. He especially loves the role play threads where he can choose his own character.
Lol I've never posted in a fan fic thread other than the only one I made which was asking for some ideas I was bored so I've been writing a book