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Remember

Chapter 1: Snowy Sight for Sore Eyes

The once pristine snow on the ground was now red with blood, leading up to a motionless figure lying on the ground. The woman was bleeding heavily from her stomach and had a hand pressed on the wound, but her eyes remained open. Despite the pain, she kept them open in a state of agony, taken aback by the gruesome scene that was unfolding before her.

Despite significant effort, she managed to tilt her head, causing another burst of blood to spray onto the snow below. Even as her life slipped away, she desperately tried to move her hand that rested on the ground, in a last-ditch effort to move her fingers. Her efforts may have been futile, but she continued to fight on until the very end.

On the last of their efforts, She was unable to move even a single muscle. It was hopeless. She knew it was only a matter of time before the end come.

Her gaze turned upward, where the snowy scene met her eyes. Despite her dire situation, the beauty of the moment was mesmerizing. She let out a deep sigh as she reflected on her life, wondering what was really the point of continuing to live? In the end, what did it all mean?

With a heavy heart, she closed her eyes. The pain and suffering that she experienced were finally going to come to an end..

But fate doesn't want that.

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"Amara, do you think she'll be okay? It's been hours–.."

"She'll be alright, you've been asking this for an hour straight"

Upon opening her eyes, the person immediately noticed two things: a throbbing pain in her head, causing her discomfort, and the noise of people talking, which was only making her condition worse.

"IM JUST WORRIED OKAY" When she tilted her head to look towards the voice, she found herself face-to-face with a tall woman with curly, dark brown hair that reached her waist. The woman's skin was a shade of brown that complemented her striking scarlet eyes.

Her outer appearance was striking, with a long coat and gloves in warm colors, contrasting the black fishnets and boots with golden heels. Her overall look was practical and stylish, though some might find the outfit..overly elaborate. To round it off, she wore sunglasses on the top of her head, providing a sleek and fashionable finish.

"Shhh..! Lower it down, you might wake her u–"

The other woman in the room had striking features that were distinct from her companion. She had raven-black hair that had been tied in a side ponytail, adding a sense of youthfulness to her appearance. Her porcelain-like skin contrasted with her green eyes, which resembled the brilliance of emeralds.

"She's awake!" Exclaimed the woman with emerald green eyes.

In addition to her natural appearance, the second woman was wearing a nursing uniform that had seen better days. The light blue color of the uniform was faded, but it was still clear that it was a nursing dress.

The skirt reached down to her ankles, where the white socks and shoes ended, giving her a professional yet approachable appearance, now this one is more appropriate.

"Really?!" The other woman with the scarlet eyes rushed over to the person who was lying there "Hey, you alright?? Does something hurt?? Can you hear me???"

But wait a minute.

Where was she?

What happened to her?

More Importantly..

Who was she?

As she gazed upon the Brunette that stood in front of her, her eyes widened in shock. Suddenly, she had an epiphany that she didn't recognize the woman nor her companion, let alone anyone else.. 'How come I couldn't recall anyone..?' The thought ran through her mind.

"Uh..hello..?

"Anata-tachi wa daredesu ka?!" Her words came out in a language she didn't know, and the realization gave her a physical shock. She had no idea where it came from or how she knew it, making the experience both bizarre and disorienting, leaving her feeling rattled and uncertain.

"H-huh..? Amara, what did she say?" As the brunette turned to address the other woman, the mystery lady's eyes widened in surprise once again. It seemed as though her name was Amara, which she found to be quite intriguing.

Amara sighed and looked back at the Brunette, "Iris, just go get Viktoriya, she'll know what to do" Her attention shifted towards Iris as she spoke, her eyes narrowing in thought before she finally responded.

"Okay, Wait here, take care of the kid while I'm gone!" Iris left the room, leaving her alone with Amara. She let out a deep sigh, and the other's heart raced, fearing the worst.

As she turned to face her, Amara's eyes were filled with concern, as if she actually cared. Despite her appearance, the lady was still on guard, prepared for any sudden movement or word that could signal danger.

"Hey, Sorry about Iris..she gets frantic sometimes, I'm Amara by the way, it's nice to meet you" Her soothing voice and warm smile made her blush, but she couldn't let my guard down just yet, as she still needed to be cautious about Amara's intentions.

She composed herself by taking a deep breath and clearing her head, making sure to keep an eye on Amara as she continued to observe her carefully.

She nodded her head in response to Amara's words, fully aware that if she tried to speak, Amara wouldn't be able to understand her. The language barrier between them was an unspoken but clear, one that left her feeling frustrated and out of her own.

But..how could she understand her again..?

How come she can't speak her language yet she could understand her.

"Hey I know your confused about the situation right now, your scared..that you can't remember anything right..?" As Amara began to speak, she found herself completely stunned. It was if she was reading her mind, as if she knew everything about her, including the fact that she couldn't remember anything.

"Iris didnt find any ID card on you..It must be hard especially when you dont even know your name.."

'What? Pfft- No way..there's no way I can't remember my own identity, yeah I mean I can't recall my memories but I know I'm..'

'Who am I? Shit..No..NO..NO.NO.NO! Why can't I remember my name?!'

The thoughts has struck her mind in realization.

"Watashi wa dekimasen! Oboete okanakereba narimasen!" She suddenly burst into a fit of rage, pulling at her hair with an almost primal intensity. Her emotions boiled to the point of wanting to scream, shout and cry all at once, yet she was unable to express herself. Her frustration grew, leaving her feeling completely at a loss for words.

"Miss, Stop! You can't hurt yourself!" She rushed to the edge of her hospital bed, shaking and erratic due to her emotions. Amara tried to stop her, but she pushed her way past, desperate to escape the overwhelming emotions tearing her apart.

As she tried to force herself up, her legs gave out and she fell to the cold, hard floor. Confusion and panic rose within her, making her feel overwhelmed as she struggled to comprehend what was happening.

"Miss! Are you alright?!" She looked up and saw Amara disheveled and wrinkled, her hair disheveled and her clothes wrinkled. Her heart sank as she realized that she might have caused her to fall, leaving her feeling a mix of guilt and confusion.

"..Here let me help you up" Despite the struggles and emotions, she knew Amara had been kind to her and questioned what was happening, but still feared resistance, despite her weakness. She was still confused and scared, unsure what to make of it all.

Amara's slight struggle to help her up only made her feel all the more grateful for her kindness. As she guided her back to her bed and sat her down, she wondered what Amara was doing behind her at the cabinet, though that isn't her business.

The mystery lady then noticed her legs were wrapped in bandages, which reminded her of her recent fall. She tried moving her legs, but they were too weak to support her, causing her to let out a frustrated sigh. She realized she would be bedridden for the foreseeable future.

"Toriaezu hai mawaru shika na-sa-sōdesu.." She muttered softly, feeling annoyed and helpless.

"Ah there it is!" She heard Amara spoke up from behind, looks like she was finding something before..

'No wonder she took so long.'

Amara approached her, her steps quick and efficient, a stack of neatly folded clothes held neatly in her arms. She paused before her, placing down the clothes and bending down to make eye contact.

"Here, This was your clothes when Iris found you, dont worry we got it washed up for you" she said, her voice soft and calming, "You should probably get dressed."

The lady took the clothes with both hands, and Amara helped her to her feet, walking with her as she hobbled towards the bathroom.

"Take your time, I'll be waiting here for you" Amara said, her voice soft as she smiled sweetly and closed the door for her.

With that she was alone.

She was still too weak to move on her own and her legs felt close to collapsing, but luckily there was a wall to catch her if they did. She felt a huge sense of relief at having that source of stability in that dangerous moment.

As she spread out the clothes Amara brought for her, she noticed her reflection in the mirror. Even in her weakened state, she couldn't help but be drawn to her appearance, particularly the wild waves of her black hair, which gave her a disconnected mullet. Her bangs, dyed red on one side, fell over the right half of her purple eyes.

Looking in the mirror, she noticed her round head shape, which complemented her brown skin well. Her figure may have been flat but it wasn't her main concern now, as all she could focus on was her weakened legs.

Despite the challenges, she was able to change her clothes without any significant problems, feeling more like herself. She sighed with relief, happy to finally be dressed in something other than the hospital robe.

After putting on her clothes, she looked at herself in the mirror again and felt proud of her accomplishment. She wore a double-breasted suit jacket that reached her waist, paired with a white shirt underneath. Despite her sleeves being unbalanced, with one rolled up to her elbows and the other oversized, she felt comfortable in her outfit. To cover the bandages on her wrists, she wore lavender arm gloves.

In addition to her double-breasted suit jacket and white shirt, She had also worn a black-colored neck tie, which she left loose, and a gold-colored necklace..with a weird symbol on it, which she found in a side pocket of my jacket.

For her lower half, she was wearing a two-piece faded magenta belt with a small pocket bag on the side, along with a violet short pleated skirt.

Despite her bandages covering one leg, she wore a purple sock on the other, decorated with a cat design that brought a smile to her face. The white knee-length boots had light bloodstains on them, but she was still happy with the overall look.

Then she heard a knock on the door.

"Hello? You okay in there?" It's Amara's voice.

"Ō! Mattekudasai, kimasu!" She exclaimed, not really realizing that she was speaking out loud until the words had already left her mouth.

She then instinctively moved her body towards the wall beside the door, leaning her weight against it for support as she quickly turned the doorknob to allow Amara to enter.

"Woah, let me help you up, hold on" As soon as Amara saw her slumped against the wall, she quickly went over to her and helped her stand up.

As they go back to the main room with Amara's guidance, her eyes widened in surprise only to see another person there beside Iris.

The woman stood taller than her with a more defined figure. Her jet-black hair was dyed with blue tips, which formed a long, low ponytail to complement her dark blue eyes and fair skin.

Besides her natural features, which were striking, the woman was wearing safety goggles to protect her eyes. Her outfit also included a black tank top and long black arm gloves, which had silver affirmation bracelets on both sides.

For her lower half, She wore black shorts, which were covered by a blue checkered jacket, which gave her outfit a unique look. She also had knee guards, white socks, and red rubber shoes, which was an unconventional combination, but she wore it confidently, which added to her coolness.

"Anatahadaredesu ka?" Despite her best efforts at self-control, she found herself yet asking another question without thinking, once again rambling on without a second thought.

"Watashi wa Viktoriya Mihairudesu, o ai dekite kōeidesu" She was able to communicate with her, leaving her speechless and overwhelmed, but also suspicious of her true intentions. She wondered who this 'Viktoriya' person was and what she wanted from her.

Amara tried to hold her steady, but she made an effort to break free and take a few steps towards Viktoriya. She was desperate to go and talk to her herself.

However, the moment she attempted to stand on her own, she found herself once again falling, she closed her eyes hoping her fall wouldn't hurt as bad as before..

But her landing wasn't the same this time. Instead of falling to the cold, hard floor, she was caught before she could make contact. She turned her head to see who caught her and was surprised to see Iris, who had a concerned look on her face.

"Oop..that was close, not so fast child, Viktoriya still haven't gave you the ankle bracelet yet!" Iris's smile was genuine as she lifted her up and carried her over to her bed. Her movements were effortless, as if she was nothing more than a light feather.

Despite her initial appreciation for Iris's kindness, she still had doubts about her intentions. The fact that Iris had found her made her wonder if she was somehow responsible for putting her in her current state as Amara had mentioned.

Ultimately, she knew it was important to remain cautious around Iris, despite her seemingly benevolent demeanor.

Also..what ankle bracelet?

"Ah! Just incase you haven't caught it already, this is Viktoriya Mikhail, she'll be your translator and mentor on speaking English while you stay here! Judging from what you said to me, it sounds like you were speaking Japanese, luckily Viktoriya here is half Japanese!"

Iris's introduction of Viktoriya began with the latter reaching into her jacket pocket and retrieving an ankle bracelet, which seemed capable of supporting a significant amount of weight.

Viktoriya kneeled down in front of the lady to attach the device to her ankles. However, as she did so, she wondered what Iris meant by her staying in this place.

The fact that they were now attaching an ankle monitor to her only served to solidify her suspicion that they had ulterior motives for keeping her here.

"She's also our Automative Mechanic for our agency!" Added Iris.

"Dairiten?" As she continued to mull over the questions that plagued her mind, Iris made the announcement that she would be staying in their agency, causing her to raise a mental eyebrow.

What exactly did she mean by 'agency' and what were these people trying to accomplish?

As the thought formed in her head, a sense of unease overcame her as Viktoriya knelt before her and began to attach a bracelet to her ankle.

The physical sensation of Viktoriya's touch made her shudder, and she couldn't shake off the feeling that something sinister was afoot.

As she was keeping silence to herself, Viktoriya appeared to take notice of her question as to what was on her mind. Upon seeing her response, she then turned her attention to Iris "Ah, Iris she's wondering what you meant by the agency"

"Oh right! My bad, I forgot you dont know anything, Well currently your staying at our Spy Agency! You'll be given a tour once Viktoriya is done on you"

Now, She knows everything isn't a dream and it's all real but..

A SPY AGENCY?!

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"And this is the big hallway! it's a bit empty right now but we did what we can!"

'Spy Agency..i can't be involved with the government when i haven't even figured out my own identity yet!'

More thoughts rambled on her mind.

'What is this guy even talking about? It's like he doesn't know I wasn't even listening the entire time!

"And that's where we usually stand when we do nothing but that's probably just me, HAHAHAHA!"

'Wow, so this is the guy who's supposed to be guiding me? Iris told me his name was Nemo, and I can't even remember his last name now, but it doesn't matter - he doesn't really look that professional, to be honest' She judged him on her thoughts.

"Hey, hey, look! We also painted the walls Cream last week!"

She can see that he has bright ginger hair that falls across his scalp elegantly, accentuating the wonderful texture. His deep obsidian eyes and fair complexion contrast beautifully against each other, making him a stand-out with his distinct appearance and style. His British accent adds to his charismatic personality.

Upon inspection, she noticed his slender frame, which mirrored her own. His attire, on the other hand, was interesting to say the least. A light orange polo, paired with sunglasses and a cowboy hat, completed the ensemble. Tan shorts and brown knee-length boots held up by a black belt topped it off. His unique style was a bit eccentric.

"Hello! Are you there, Miss?"

As she emerged from her thoughts, She realized that Nemo was standing just a few inches away from her, turning his body towards her and noticing that she wasn't listening at all..it was an awkward moment.

"Uh huh..Hai" She leaned forward with a slow nod, as the person facing her displayed a hint of amusement on their face and brought their hands together in an animated manner.

"Haha..sorry about her, she seems to be a bit lost due to her loss of memories.." The unexpected touch of Viktoriya's hand resting on her shoulder sent a shiver down her spine, but her reassuring smile immediately put them at ease. It was a brief moment of physical connection that left her feeling..nervous.

"Oh it's alright, Viktoriya! I'm just happy she's loving the tour, this hallway isn't usually that quiet, you usually will find an agent everytime you go her– And just as I'm saying!" All of a sudden, someone else entered the room. This person's appearance caught her eye, piquing her interest.

"Oh hey Sara!" Nemo called.

'Sara..? hmm.. That's her name then.. pretty basic, but that doesn't matter regardless'

As Nemo called out to her, Sara couldn't help but feel offput by the unexpected interaction. Who wouldn't be put off by someone calling for them out of nowhere?

Putting aside her behaviour, the most notable thing about Sara was her unique appearance. She had a white Afro hairstyle that covered her eyes, leaving people curious as to how she managed to see through all that hair. It complemented her dark skin and round body shape surprisingly well, and she looked rather..unique.

"Sara! Come here, let me introduce you to the new lady" Nemo called out for Sara again, and this time she was left with no choice but to comply and approach them.

They were drawn to her outfit as she walked towards them, with an earpiece in her ear. She was also dressed quite uniquely, wearing a grey fuzzy coat with fluffy sleeves and a small v-chest window. Black thermo leggings, pink leg warmers, and grey boots completed the playful ensemble.

As she finally reached us, Sara gave them a simple nod of acknowledgment instead of attempting to engage in conversation.

"Ah, this is Sara by the way, she's our Sign Language Interpreter, she's mute aswell so she can't really engage in small talks! Sara, meet uh.." Nemo looked at Sara then back to us "Say..you never told me your name"

'Right..You don't need to remind me as there is nothing I'm aware of, thank you very much'

As she was about to correct him, Viktoriya suddenly interrupted by stepping in front of her and inserting herself into the conversation.

"Ah Nemo, didn't Iris tell you? She currently can't remember anything, you see" She chided, raising her finger in the air.

"Oh, I see, sorry Miss..uhh, say wait, if you can't remember your name, let's just make you a new one, what do you say?" Nemo suggested as he grabbed both of her hands with excitement in his eyes.

"Uh..Tashika ni sō omoimasu.." She gave him an awkward smile with her response along with it.

"She said sure" Viktoriya translated, which was very useful to the other at the time.

"Wonderful! We can think for your name while we're on tour!" Nemo announced happily as he turned his head to Sara

As Nemo proclaimed with joy and turned his head toward Sara, she observed them intently, waiting to see how they would react to one another.

"I'll see you later Sara! I heard Aiden and Yamir are cooking tonight, let's order take-out just incase..yknow what, we'll get going now!" As he quickly waved goodbye to her, Nemo's actions suggested that he might be in a hurry.

Additionally, the suggestion of takeout, particularly when someone is already cooking, seemed like a frivolous use of money.

Shifting the focus away from Nemo's departure, the lady took a peek into Sara's eyes through her hair, revealing a crimson color that would be perfect for a warrior. However, there was a sense of fragility in her eyes, lacking any confidence or sense of strength..

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"And this is the kitchen! This is where we cook food, but that's probably obvious by now, since we are currently in Iceland, we usually have to catch our own food or buy to thr nearest grocery store a mile away..the government has been hard on us yknow.."

Nemo's tone grew somber as he spoke, leaving her wondering what he meant by his final sentence..

Was he referring to the lack of government support for those who perform acts of heroism or bravery, such as taking down terrorists?

..It was unclear and left her with more questions than answers..

"Nemo? What are you doing here?" A male voice suddenly sprang from behind, causing her to automatically raise her guard and position myself for a possible fight.

It was almost as if her body had a mind of its own, and it was simply preparing itself for what could be to come.

"Oh, Yamir there you are! Please tell me you didn't let Aiden do the cooking this time.." Nemo sounded like he was about to die if this Aiden guy started cooking.

'I wonder if I could cook before..' She thought to herself.

"Hah..do you want to be strangled?" The voice came from the counter, they looked at the direction and she supposed this was the Aiden guy they're talking about, as he spoke, it quickly became evident that he was partially joking, but also seemed to be slightly irritated.

His expression suggested that what Nemo says is true, he's fucking terrible at cooking.

'No wonder..'

"Be careful what you say Aiden or i might tell Iris about this" Viktoriya playfully threatened with a smirk on her face.

As they conversed, her eye was caught by Yamir's physical features. His black hair was styled in a beachy texture with a center part, and his hazel brown eyes gave off an endearing quality. His slender frame completed the young, dashing look of a sophisticated and attractive individual.

Upon closer inspection, she could see that Yamir wore a tan sweater vest with a taupe-hued checkered polo underneath, as well as khaki-colored pants and brown boots.

A pair of retro-styled black glasses with chains on the frame also brought an added touch of individuality to his overall look, completing the put-together ensemble.

"Uh..hey there Miss, sorry for breaking it to you but..you've been staring at me for awhile, is something wrong? Actually who even are you?" Yamir's sudden call out caused her to snap back to reality, prompting her to look directly at him once more.

"Oh, this is uhm..actually we don't know her

name yet as she has Amnesia but Iris rescued her from almost dying, please let her feel welcomed" Viktoriya chimed in, though quite unsure on her tone.

She quickly bowed down by instinct and immediately moved away from where she was standing and sat on the counter which made the others confused, but they understand that she's not really the social type so they let her be.

As the others continued conversating among themselves, she found herself at the counter, sitting in solitude while Aiden, this unfamiliar man with a wrapped hand, was cutting up some carrots.

From the looks of it, it seemed as though he had made several mistakes and had hurt himself, perhaps accidentally, during the process.

She still managed to get a glimpse of him, taking note of Aiden's physical characteristics. His hair was ashy blonde and styled in a messy fashion, which suited his red eyes and pale skin.

He also had a rather slender physique, which was quite similar to her own.

His clothing consisted of a sky blue suit vest that was adorned with a white polo underneath, accompanied by a black tie. He also had a light blue waist bag, which added a pop of color, as well as a cross necklace that hung around his neck.

To complete his outfit, Aiden sported black cargo jeans and black formal shoes. However, it did seem as if he was overdressing for the occasion, given the fact that he was a spy.

Though the two didn't really talk to each other as neither started to anyways, it won't matter in minutes as Nemo started to make his way on the counter, probably because he noticed the silent atmosphere between them.

"Oh hey, why so quiet here? She must've not caught your name!" Nemo started as he leaned to the table and faced Aiden, which is response he placed tye Knife on the chopping board and looked back at the other.

"Well obviously I didn't throw it" Replied Aiden.

"Just introduce yourself, C'mon, you know your not usually like this" Nemo protested even more.

Aiden sighed "She's clearly not interested in talking but whatever, hey there I'm Aiden, the Cyber Threat analysts, i basically take care..most of the tech stuff" He said, looking at Viktoriya "and my buddy there is Yamir, he's our Cartographer, he's my best friend too!" He smiled when he mentioned Yamir, pointing at his direction.

Yamir looked at their direction and simply waved as a sign of 'hello', he's really not a talker, is he?

"Hah, what's gotten into you, Aiden? Your usually not this..monotone" Viktoriya joined in the conversation "Mind your own business, Vik" Aiden replied as he picked up his knife again and began cutting up the rest of the vegetables.

"Don't think much about him, Miss, he usually isn't like this, trust me!" Nemo smiled and looked at her with reassurance in his tone "Now! We're done here, let's move on shall we? Well then, I'll see you both on dinner tonight, see ya!"

With Nemo's farewell, the other three has walked out of the room leaving Aiden and Yamir working in the kitchen once again..

As they left, Aiden snuck a small smile underneath and Yamir happened to caught a glimpse of it..which left him feeling troubled..

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When they entered a larger and more spacious area, they noticed various weapons on display along the walls. These ranged from swords, guns, explosives, and deadly devices disguised as ordinary items though it seems all of them seems used or on the brink of breaking.

"And this here is the training grounds, you probably already guessed by now this is where we train obviously" Viktoriya started off as she made hand gestures to elaborate her speech more.

"Oh yeah and, and here we-!" As Nemo continued voicing his thoughts, her attention turned to a noise that emanated below them.

The sounds of shooting bullets clashing onto blades grabbed her attention, and her eyes shifted towards the source. She was intrigued to discover what was happening and what had caused the ruckus.

"And that's wha–.." As Nemo looked back at her, he saw that his companion's attention was focused elsewhere. Resigning himself to the fact that she was no longer giving him her undivided attention, he decided to change the subject to regain her interest.

Nemo moved towards her, blocking her view. Though she was annoyed by his actions, she gave in and shifted to another viewpoint, attempting to find a new line of sight. However, Nemo didn't give up and continued to block her from doing so. This went on for a period of time until she let out a heavy sigh and fixed a annoyed stare on Nemo "Meiwakuna.."

"Now that I've got your attention! I see your interested on what's happening below right? Well as Viktoriya said, we train here and just happened, there's one happening right now so lets check it out!" Nemo positioned himself behind her and gently pushed her as they marched down the stairs to get a closer look at the ongoing battle.

Coming down, revealed a heated combat between two figures - a male brandishing a machine gun and a female using a pocketknife as her sole weapon. The vast difference in power appeared shocking; however, the lady was more surprised by the ongoing battle, which had yet to reach a conclusion.

"Don't worry child, I know that this may seem unfair but they're professionals, they'll be fine" Viktoriya reassured her.

"Just give it up, we've been here for half an hour already!" Upon getting a clear look at the two warring individuals, the lady noticed that the male attacker had brown skin and was sporting a dark brown, buzz cut. He also had dark brown eyes and a muscular body type that can probably be described as trapezoidal.

His ensemble consists of a tight-fitting black T-shirt, on which there is a metal chest plate with small ammo pouches. He also has an additional casing hanging from his belt, which is possibly a spare container. Furthermore, the soldier wears camouflage-patterned military pants and brown boots.

Adding up, he also wore short fingerless black gloves which makes sense as it protects him from blisters when using the gun.

"No way, not until you admit to it!" The female opponent argued back and attempted to advance towards him. Unlike him, she had curly brown hair that framed her hazel eyes. Her shoulders and chest were larger compared to her hips, making her waist less defined.

She had on a tight black turtle-neck top, with a green-hued half-zip flight jacket on top. In addition, she wore black gloves that were short in length.

Her outfit was completed with a brown belt, which was tilted slightly on her waist, and dark green pants that reached her knees. She topped it off with light green knee-length boots.

The battle dragged on as the female combatant attempted to close in on her opponent, who opened fire on her. In response, she guarded herself using her pocket knife - which finally broke after the male attacker's onslaught.

"Awe, C'mon! I just had that fixed yesterday!" The female fighter exclaimed as she picked up the broken pieces from it.

"Hahaha! What did I tell you on using that old thing, just switch up to something better like a sword or something!" With the female combatant defeated, the male attacker chuckled in jest at her defeat, while the remaining three observed. Then, Viktoriya finally intervened and started applauding.

"That was awesome, I mean not as awesome as me but still awesome, oh and Adrianne, you can just drop off the knife on my workshop, I'll drop it off to you in the morning" Viktoriya Implored, clasping her hands together.

"Awe Yeah! Thanks 'Toriya!" Without missing a beat, she immediately reached for Viktoriya's hand and gave her a high five. Evidently, they share a close rapport.

"Haha! I didn't know you'll come here, why? did you come to see me?" With a playful grin, the male went over to Viktoriya and gave her a high five as well.

"Hah! You wish!" Viktoriya said in a cold yet jokingly manner.

As the spotlight shifted away from Viktoriya, Adrianne, the female attacker, seemed to have become aware of the additional individual's presence "Uh..say, 'Toriya, who's this little lady? Don't tell me you guys hired another agent and we're uninformed!" Adrianne shouted, in an offended tone.

"Don't worry, this came as a surprise aswell but Iris rescued her y'know..and uhh she also doesn't remember anything...even her name.." Viktoriya said, rubbing her hair from behind.

Adrianne looked the new person over, appraising her from head to toe, analyzing her expressions and appearance. She initially appeared to be guarded, but her reservations seemed to dissipate as she exchanged a warm smile and showed a friendlier demeanor.

"Hey there, I'm Adrianne, judging Iris, she must've already told you about the whole Spy and agency thing so I'll just say it, I'm the Polygraph Examiner here, I take care of the interrogations, nice to meet you!" She cajoled as she presented a happy and bright grin infront of her.

"You must've seen my cool fighting out there, right? You can just call me Barnaby, lad! I'm the Paramilitary Operations Officer, welcome to AZALEAS!" Upon receiving a high five from Barnaby, she appeared perplexed by the mention of 'AZALEAS.' The introduction was certainly well-established, but she remained clueless about the subject at hand.

"AZA..LEAS?" She queried.

...

"Wait–..She doesn't know our agency name..?" Adrianne turned to the other two, who seemed hesitant to engage in eye contact with her. As Viktoriya hesitated while humming, and Nemo fiddled with his fingers, it seemed that they were harboring guilt.

"You two have been going with her all this time and you didn't even tell her the literal brand of our job?! No wonder she looks so clueless! I mean i expected it from Nemo but..'Toriya, really?" Adrianne added more as he placed two fingers on the bridge of her nose, sighing.

"Hey what's that supposed to mean?!" Nemo gasped, offended by her comment.

"Haha..well we thought Iris already told her so we didn't bother.." Viktoriya hesitantly replied, still avoiding eye contact with Adrianne.

"C'mon Adrianne, y'know Viktoriya is already overworked as she is, don't be too hard on her!" Barnaby stepped in, defending Viktoriya as he placed a hand on Adrianne's shoulder.

She looked at Barnaby and sighed "Fine, yeah I guess your already tired..but you should take a break sometimes, when was the last time you slept?"

"I don't need sleep, sleep needs me–"

"I better see you sleeping tonight" Adrianne cut her off, not allowing her to finish that sentence even more "I can't promise such a thing but I'll tryy" Viktoriya replied with a smile which just made Adrianne even more worried.

"Are you guys done? Me and miss here is getting bored" Nemo interrupted with a raised finger, seemingly realizing that the time had come for Viktoriya to look back at Adrianne and Barnaby.

"Oh yeah! Okay, we'll get going now, I'll see you guys later!" Viktoriya gave them a final wave of farewell.

"Alright don't forget about my pocket knife!" Adrianne shouted in last minute as she waved goodbye aswell.

"Bye Viktoriya! Bye Nemo! Bye New Member! Bye Viktoriya!" Barnaby followed "You said 'Bye Viktoriya' twice" Adrianne informed him.

"I know" Barnaby muttered under his breath, only for Adrianne to hear him.

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The contrast between the previous room and the current one was stark -- the latter was more significant, as evidenced by the massive globe hologram in the center, which displayed the Earth's geography with miniature flags attached. The hologram was located above a large round table that was encircled by thirteen seats.

"And this is the meeting room, this is where Iris talks about the plans for further missions!" Nemo pointed out, as he continued to speak another voice joined in, Great more people to meet.

"Ay! Is that Viktoriya?! Is she finally out of her workshop for once??" A pleasant feminine voice echoed through the chamber, drawing out the attention of everyone. Upon closer inspection, it turns out that the voice belonged to a person concealed behind the giant globe hologram.

"Oh, hey Azzurra! Where's Rafaèlla and Espen? I thought you guys were together" Upon being approached by the female, Viktoriya acknowledged her greeting. It appears that she has many friends, judging by the hundreds of people she is talking to.

The female possesses black hair that has bleached tips styled into a messy bun, along with captivating brown eyes. She has a chubby, but adorable body shape that complements her light brown skin.

Her attire consisted of a structured magenta jacket with a single button fastened near the center. Beneath it was a white shirt. The ensemble was completed with magenta pants and a pair of pink heels. She also had a pair of fascia-tinted sunglasses casually hung on her head.

"Wowww, really Viktoriya? I'm literally just right here" Another person, presumably a female, spoke up to Viktoriya in a playful and lighthearted fashion, seemingly trying to make her laugh.

The source of the voice was soon revealed as the person who was previously concealed beneath the vast table suddenly emerged into plain sight.

"Aha, well how can I find you when your obviously hiding from me?!" Viktoriya exclaimed jokingly.

"Geez, chillax Viktoriya, this is why you shouldn't spend so much time in your workshop" The female sauntered towards the group and positioned herself beside the other woman. Her hair was black in color with a purple hue surrounding its contours. It was arranged into a single, long braid that cascades onto her shoulder, all going well with her light skin.

She wore a thick, sleeveless turtleneck top that exuded a crimson ambiance. It was paired with comfy light maroon trousers and black boots. The finishing touch was the maroon trench coat that draped over her shoulders.

"Hah whatever.." Viktoriya let out a deep sigh, looking at her friends then to the other two, realizing the continuation of their presence "Oh right, I forgot to tell you, Azzurra, Rafaèlla, this is..Miss, yeah call her Miss..hah, she has Amnesia so she really dont know anything."

"Damn, did Iris picked her up from somewhere? She looks..like she experienced things.." Rafaèlla, on the other hand, sidled up to the woman and began adjusting her strands of strands of hair that kept falling forward, brushing them out of her face with a playful nature.

"Yeah, I mean C'mon you know her" Viktoriya straightforwardly muttered.

"Hah! Okay then, well 'Miss', I'm Rafaèlla, I'm the Economic Analyst here" She begum "And this is my partner, Azzurra, she is my partner and is the Political Analyst here!" Rafaèlla exuded panache and exuberance as she made introductions, waving her hands in the air with enthusiasm in an attempt to draw attention while Azzurra casually exchanged greetings with the female by briefly waving at her.

As a gesture of diplomacy, the amnesiac girl bowed down towards the newcomers as a salutation, leaving them both flabbergasted. Still, regardless of their initial confusion, the duo decided to accept the girl's gesture of goodwill.

"Haha! What a weird way to say hello, Vik how come you never done that?" Nemo jumped in, presumably just to tease the female "I grew up on Russia, my mother was banned on Japan ever since she tried to recreate a certain nuking event" Viktoriya casually replied.

"Damn, your mom's kinda hot, oh yeah and also.."

How do they treat this as a normal conversation? Does everyone's family here commits crime?? But for some reason, this context seems familiar to her aswell.

However, as time went on, the four others remained caught up in each other's company, and the woman refused to simply stand by idly. In this case, she made the best possible decision for herself..

She left.

Wandering around the hallways was quite easy considering she's been through here a lot of times already although she didn't think it through on where exactly she's going, guess she just wanted to get out of that room.

It's just something tells her, it's better being alone than being on a room of people that won't even acknowledge you. Maybe she should tr

#i made this for my friend #personal work #unprofessional #spy au #or is it #mafia au #assasin au #romance #action #please dont read this #oc #original character #original work #plot

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