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Prologue

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Lena:

2018:
I sat there at the head teachers office. I was sent here after being disruptive when all I did was tell my bullies to stop picking on me. It was the first time I had ever said something like that and I had gotten in trouble for it. He wasn't even her to tell me off. So I got bored. I started roaming around and looking at the disciplinary posters stuck around. I've been in here for 15 minutes with nothing to do.

Where is this man? I sit back down and look around the desk.
I find a huge file with a sticky note on it. Curiosity sparked in me. I had nothing to do and he didn't seem like he was going to be here anytime soon. I picked the file up and placed it in front of me.The sticky note said Deliver to V.E.I.L. HQ.

Odd. I open the file and find lots of reports, newspapers and I.D. pictures. I go through each page hoping to be interested by something. There wasn't much. But then I saw something. Two pictures and a report on them. The lady has beautiful wavy hair, high cheekbones and plump lips. Then there was the man with his dark curls, piercing brown eyes and a strong jawline. Both of them were familiar. They both wore the same uniform that looked different in a way uniform usually never looks.I started reading the report.

V.E.I.L agents #51:Sophia Mendoza and Daniel Mendoza:
Status:Deceased
Incident: February 17 2001.
The listed agents were married and have a child who is currently in the orphanage database. This file must not be disclosed to any members of the orphanage and they should not be aware of the casualties that took place in February 17 2001. The couple passed away one year after this child was born. This means the child is at least eighteen to this day.

The file had described me. I was eighteen. My last name was Mendoza. I had no clue about my parents. My hands trembled and my breathing became loud. My pulse pounded in my ears. I quickly take the file out and shove the paper in my bag.I heard footsteps from down the hallway and quickly close the file and place it on the desk where it originally was. I have to know what V.E.I.L was. And I have to know who my parents were

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