Hello to Roshan, Harrison, Matt, and Valentina. :)
Hey Max and the rest of the group, I just revised this. There were some errors, so I changed a few things. Other than that this story is starting to be really good.
Let us know how you feel about it so far.
-Matt
This tale will be told by many, all of which will have different opinions on different things. This tale is about a woman. But this woman is like no other. Her name is Abelle Capabernadette. She was born in Paris, France, but as fate would have it, she would be working for MI6, the British secret service. As a child she took mixed martial arts and learned more than 12 languages. She was the true meaning of a genius. Even as a young woman she stood out from her coworkers. She was 6 ft. 7in and really smart (she went through Harvard Law School and Rolla School of Mines). Out of all the things she could have been, she decided to take a darker path, make life more interesting. She became a full time assassin for MI6. Her coworkers gave her a nickname “Le Capabernadette”. Just like the King Cobra, she was beautiful and deadly at the same time. As far as we know, she had an excellent record, no failed assignments. As time passed, she became bored with the daily routine at MI6. She had just turned 20 last weekend, and on her birthday she thought and wished “If only my life could be more exciting, more entertaining…” Too soon would her wish become true.
One dark afternoon, four unsuspected knocks came from Capabernadette’s front door. She was lying comfortably in her black leather sofa and was immediately startled at the sound. No one EVER visited Ms. Capabernadette. She became suspicious, and tip-toed toward her high-tech computers and then stealthily crept to the window to take a glance. It was a medium sized man, a stranger, with small wires behind his left ear. Le Capabernadette knew something was out of the ordinary, and she came up with a plan as quickly as a normal person could solve a simple arithmetic problem. She slowly opened the door, and put a wide smile on her face as if she was an eleven-year-old child near an ice cream shop.
“Hello,” said Capabernadette, “How may I help you?”
The man responded “Hello Ms. Capabernadette. My name is Alec Smith, I’m with the CSI. We would like you to come right away to the MI5 headquarters immediately.”
“Well Mr. Smith, what if I was to say that I can’t come with you right now?” she said tauntingly.
“You don’t have a choice,” said Smith.
Unfortunately that was Smith’s almost fatal mistake. As quickly as a lion can pounce on its prey, she disarmed Smith and dislocated his right shoulder and both of his kneecaps. Smith didn’t feel a thing, but instead found himself on the doormat of Capabernadette’s house with his gun pointing at his head.
“Get your friend in the black SUV behind my house to help you to the hospital, and don’t ever tell me what I can and can’t do.” said Capabernadette.
Even though Smith was slowly going into shock, he wondered how Capabernadette knew about his partner in the SUV. As Capabernadette stepped back into her house, Smith saw four computer screens above her worktable, each showing each side of her house. Almost an instant later he saw Capabernadette come back out from her garage driving a cherry red Camaro. As she drove past him she headed down the street and soon was gone from sight. Then Smith collapsed.
As Capabernadette entered the MI5 headquarters, she knew exactly where to go. As she walked into the elevator she pressed the lit button with gold numbers. It automatically took her to the top floor, where the briefing room was located. As the assassin walked in the room, she suddenly got a strange feeling. From years of experience she knew that that was a bad idea, but she ignored it. When she sat down in front of Mr. Blue -who ironically was a very happy and excited person- he handed her a folder. Capabernadette opened it and started skimming through the words and images.
“What is this?” she said.
Mr. Blue answered with a wide smile on his face that could be seen from behind his head “This is the future of bio-weaponry power. The staff and I decided that you would be the best person to have this tested on.” Capabernadette looked over the information given. She was shocked that someone would even think of doing such a thing.
“I only have a 33% chance to survive this?!” she exclaimed, “Please elaborate on what in hells name went through your head when you wrote this!”
“Do you not know what this means for the British and the French?! This could put us years ahead of what the Americans are doing now.” Blue said with a tiny strain in his voice.
“Here is another letter that might explain it further.” He gave her a white sealed envelope. “What is this?” asked Capabernadette. “More information ma’am.” said Blue, with his sweat glands beginning to overflow and his eyes starting to look nervously all over the small room. Capabernadette opened the envelope, a white powder exploded into her face. As quick as she realized she was deceived, her whole body became numb, and she could not move a limb, or even a lid.
Capabernadette woke up in a nightmare, but instead of bolting strait up like people usually do from a nightmare, she wasn’t able to move, not even her fingers. She slowly started to remember what happened to her before she woke up. She remembered Mr. Blue and the mission, but it was really foggy in her memory. Capabernadette then looked up and saw a mirror. If her voice could be heard, you would have known that there was something really scary to make an assassin elite cry out like a little 5-year-old girl. What she saw was herself, indeed, but you could see almost right through her, like she was made of jelly. She started sweating, worrying about what happened and what would happen. As it turned out, her sweat was turning into an acidic substance. She melted right through the leather straps and her bandages. She was now free. She looked at the after action report of her surgical transformation. As she skimmed through, she found what made her the way she is. During surgery, one of the doctors knocked over a container of bio hazardous chemicals, which altered her DNA completely, it was a miracle that she was able to survive, even after becoming, "human Jell-O". She was supposed to turn into the first diamond-skinned assassin, but that didn’t work out. Capabernadette continued reading. She finally came to a very interesting part. The surgeons expected her to have instant regeneration, to be stronger, faster, and extremely flexible and stretchable. Her outer coating would take the residual image of her in her mind, or whatever texture she concentrated on. Those abilities could come in handy to her in the near future. It seemed like Capabernadette finally got the fun she wanted on her birthday. Now she was going to go after Blue and his entire staff. Ten minutes after she found her belongings, she escaped from her cell. After the Police and MI6 office got there, they found a note left for Blue and the entire MI5 that was evolved in her transformation. The note read like this:
Dear MI5,
I am coming after you and there is nothing in the world that can stop me. Say your goodbyes.
Avec amour, Le Capabernadette
By the time MI6 got everything straightened out with the police, Capabernadette was long gone, already planning out her first target.
And then…
Hey Max and the rest of the group, I just revised this. There were some errors, so I changed a few things. Other than that this story is starting to be really good.
Let us know how you feel about it so far.
-Matt
This tale will be told by many, all of which will have different opinions on different things. This tale is about a woman. But this woman is like no other. Her name is Abelle Capabernadette. She was born in Paris, France, but as fate would have it, she would be working for MI6, the British secret service. As a child she took mixed martial arts and learned more than 12 languages. She was the true meaning of a genius. Even as a young woman she stood out from her coworkers. She was 6 ft. 7in and really smart (she went through Harvard Law School and Rolla School of Mines). Out of all the things she could have been, she decided to take a darker path, make life more interesting. She became a full time assassin for MI6. Her coworkers gave her a nickname “Le Capabernadette”. Just like the King Cobra, she was beautiful and deadly at the same time. As far as we know, she had an excellent record, no failed assignments. As time passed, she became bored with the daily routine at MI6. She had just turned 20 last weekend, and on her birthday she thought and wished “If only my life could be more exciting, more entertaining…” Too soon would her wish become true.
One dark afternoon, four unsuspected knocks came from Capabernadette’s front door. She was lying comfortably in her black leather sofa and was immediately startled at the sound. No one EVER visited Ms. Capabernadette. She became suspicious, and tip-toed toward her high-tech computers and then stealthily crept to the window to take a glance. It was a medium sized man, a stranger, with small wires behind his left ear. Le Capabernadette knew something was out of the ordinary, and she came up with a plan as quickly as a normal person could solve a simple arithmetic problem. She slowly opened the door, and put a wide smile on her face as if she was an eleven-year-old child near an ice cream shop.
“Hello,” said Capabernadette, “How may I help you?”
The man responded “Hello Ms. Capabernadette. My name is Alec Smith, I’m with the CSI. We would like you to come right away to the MI5 headquarters immediately.”
“Well Mr. Smith, what if I was to say that I can’t come with you right now?” she said tauntingly.
“You don’t have a choice,” said Smith.
Unfortunately that was Smith’s almost fatal mistake. As quickly as a lion can pounce on its prey, she disarmed Smith and dislocated his right shoulder and both of his kneecaps. Smith didn’t feel a thing, but instead found himself on the doormat of Capabernadette’s house with his gun pointing at his head.
“Get your friend in the black SUV behind my house to help you to the hospital, and don’t ever tell me what I can and can’t do.” said Capabernadette.
Even though Smith was slowly going into shock, he wondered how Capabernadette knew about his partner in the SUV. As Capabernadette stepped back into her house, Smith saw four computer screens above her worktable, each showing each side of her house. Almost an instant later he saw Capabernadette come back out from her garage driving a cherry red Camaro. As she drove past him she headed down the street and soon was gone from sight. Then Smith collapsed.
As Capabernadette entered the MI5 headquarters, she knew exactly where to go. As she walked into the elevator she pressed the lit button with gold numbers. It automatically took her to the top floor, where the briefing room was located. As the assassin walked in the room, she suddenly got a strange feeling. From years of experience she knew that that was a bad idea, but she ignored it. When she sat down in front of Mr. Blue -who ironically was a very happy and excited person- he handed her a folder. Capabernadette opened it and started skimming through the words and images.
“What is this?” she said.
Mr. Blue answered with a wide smile on his face that could be seen from behind his head “This is the future of bio-weaponry power. The staff and I decided that you would be the best person to have this tested on.” Capabernadette looked over the information given. She was shocked that someone would even think of doing such a thing.
“I only have a 33% chance to survive this?!” she exclaimed, “Please elaborate on what in hells name went through your head when you wrote this!”
“Do you not know what this means for the British and the French?! This could put us years ahead of what the Americans are doing now.” Blue said with a tiny strain in his voice.
“Here is another letter that might explain it further.” He gave her a white sealed envelope. “What is this?” asked Capabernadette. “More information ma’am.” said Blue, with his sweat glands beginning to overflow and his eyes starting to look nervously all over the small room. Capabernadette opened the envelope, a white powder exploded into her face. As quick as she realized she was deceived, her whole body became numb, and she could not move a limb, or even a lid.
Capabernadette woke up in a nightmare, but instead of bolting strait up like people usually do from a nightmare, she wasn’t able to move, not even her fingers. She slowly started to remember what happened to her before she woke up. She remembered Mr. Blue and the mission, but it was really foggy in her memory. Capabernadette then looked up and saw a mirror. If her voice could be heard, you would have known that there was something really scary to make an assassin elite cry out like a little 5-year-old girl. What she saw was herself, indeed, but you could see almost right through her, like she was made of jelly. She started sweating, worrying about what happened and what would happen. As it turned out, her sweat was turning into an acidic substance. She melted right through the leather straps and her bandages. She was now free. She looked at the after action report of her surgical transformation. As she skimmed through, she found what made her the way she is. During surgery, one of the doctors knocked over a container of bio hazardous chemicals, which altered her DNA completely, it was a miracle that she was able to survive, even after becoming, "human Jell-O". She was supposed to turn into the first diamond-skinned assassin, but that didn’t work out. Capabernadette continued reading. She finally came to a very interesting part. The surgeons expected her to have instant regeneration, to be stronger, faster, and extremely flexible and stretchable. Her outer coating would take the residual image of her in her mind, or whatever texture she concentrated on. Those abilities could come in handy to her in the near future. It seemed like Capabernadette finally got the fun she wanted on her birthday. Now she was going to go after Blue and his entire staff. Ten minutes after she found her belongings, she escaped from her cell. After the Police and MI6 office got there, they found a note left for Blue and the entire MI5 that was evolved in her transformation. The note read like this:
Dear MI5,
I am coming after you and there is nothing in the world that can stop me. Say your goodbyes.
Avec amour,
Le Capabernadette
By the time MI6 got everything straightened out with the police, Capabernadette was long gone, already planning out her first target.
And then…
**TEST #1**