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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?”
with the FBI.CSI. We would
“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.
Avec amour,
Le Capabernadette
first target.
And then…
**TEST #1**

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.
help you?”
The
The man responded 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.
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.
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.
wrote this!”
“Do
“Do you not 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:
Avec amour,
Le Capabernadette
first target. And
And then…
**TEST #1**

Let us know how you feel about it so far.
-Matt
it, she was nowwould be working for MI6, the britishBritish secret service. She was athe true meaning 6 ft. 7in,7in and really smart (went(she went through Harvard “Le Capabernadette”. The nickname stuck around, but the people who gave her the nickname didn’t. Just like same time. No man could resist her charm. As far know, she hashad an excellent suspicious, and tip-toestip-toed toward her and then
stealthily stealthily crept to was an eleven year oldeleven-year-old child near help you?”
The
The man responded headquarters immediately.”
“Well Mr. Smith, what if I was to say that I can’t come with you right now?” she said tauntingly.
have a choice.”choice,” said Smith. of his knee caps.kneecaps. Smith didn’t
“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.
above her work table,worktable, each showing pressed the green button.lit button with gold numbers. It automatically a bad feeling,idea, but she she said.
Mr.
Mr. Blue answered tested on.”
Capabernadette Capabernadette looked over this?!” she excalimed,”Pleaseexclaimed, “Please elaborate on wrote this!”
“Do
“Do you not Blue said that with a his voice. “Here
“Here is another sealed envelope.
“What “What is this?” asked Capabernadette.
“More “More information m'am.”ma’am.” said Blue, small room.
Capabernadette Capabernadette opened the a limb, noror even a woke up within a nightmare, to her before,before she woke a little 5 year old5-year-old girl. What saw was herselfherself, indeed, but sweating, worrying ofabout what happened it turned outout, her sweat was as strong as fast acting acid.turning into an acidic substance. She melted As she listedskimmed through, she container of biohazardusbio hazardous chemicals, which able to survive becomingsurvive, even after becoming, "human jello".Jell-O". She was the first diamond skinneddiamond-skinned assassin, but near future. SeemsIt seemed like CapaburnadetteCapabernadette finally got entire staff.
Ten Ten minutes after Police and the MI6 office
Dear MI5,
I am coming after you and there is nothing in the world that can stop me. Say your goodbyes.
Avec amouramour,
Le Capabernadette
long gone, pickingalready planning out her first target.
And then..... And then…
**TEST #1**

Let us know how you feel about it so far.
-Matt
learned more thatthan 12 languages.
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-toes 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.

Le Capabernadette
By the time MI6 got everything straightened out with the police, Capabernadette was long gone, picking her first target.
And then.....
**TEST #1**

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 was now working for MI6, the british secret service. As a child she took mixed martial arts and learned more that 12 languages. She was a true meaning of a genius. Even as a young woman she stood out from her coworkers. She was 6 ft. 7in, really smart (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”. The nickname stuck around, but the people who gave her the nickname didn’t. Just like the King Cobra, she was beautiful and deadly at the same time. No man could resist her charm. As far as we know, she has 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-toes toward her high-tech computers and then
Ten minutes after she found her belongings, she escaped from her cell. After the Police and the 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,
your goodbyes.
Avec amour
Le Capabernadette

Hello to Roshan, Harrison, Matt, and Valentina. :)
Here is my partHey Max and the rest of the story, sorry for takinggroup, 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 long.
Thisfar.
-Matt
This tale will it, she would bewas now working for MI6 (British Secret Service).MI6, the british secret service. As a nickname “Le Capabernadette”, they decided to make fun of her for being French. Too bad theCapabernadette”. The nickname stuck,stuck around, but the be more exciting and interesting…”exciting, more entertaining…” Too soon
One dark afternoon a knockafternoon, four unsuspected knocks came atfrom Capabernadette’s front door. Of course other organizations like FBI, SF, MI5, KGB, SASF and etc knew about her. She looked atwas lying comfortably in her computer screen. The man thatblack leather sofa and was standing outsideimmediately startled at the sound. No one EVER visited Ms. Capabernadette. She became suspicious, and tip-toes toward her doorhigh-tech computers and then
stealthily crept to the window to take a glance. It was a complete stranger, but being a trained assassin she noticedmedium sized man, a stranger, with small wirewires behind his left ear. Le Capabernadette knew exactly who hesomething was from, but had to make sure. Putting on an innocent teenage faceout 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.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 FBI. We would like you to come right away to the MI5 headquarters immediately.”
“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 knee caps. Smith didn’t feel a thing, but instead found himself on the doormat of Capabernadette’s house with his gun pointing at his head.
to the hospitalhospital, and don’t from her garage. She wasgarage driving a of Mr. Blue, it’s ironic that he actually enjoys workBlue -who ironically was a very happy and life,excited person- he handed
“What is this?” she said.
Blue answered with a wide smile on his face that could be seen from behind his head “This is tested on.” He nodded at the folder.
Capabernadette looked a thing. As
“I only have a 33% chance to survive this?!” she was reading the survival rate of this test, she was shocked even more.
“The survival rate is 33%!” she shouted,”how do you planexcalimed,”Please elaborate on explaining what in hells name went through when you readwrote 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 that 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.”information m'am.” said Blue.Blue, with his sweat glands beginning to overflow and his eyes starting to look nervously all over the small room.
Capabernadette opened her face. NearlyAs quick as she started to react,realized she collapsed on the floor, slowly feeling that she is being paralyzedwas deceived, her whole body became numb, and then, she fell into deep troubled sleep.could not move a limb, nor even a lid.
Capabernadette woke survive becoming a human jell-o."human jello". She was from her “prison”.cell. After the
Dear MI5,
your goodbyes.
Avec amour
Le Capabernadette

Hello to Roshan, Harrison, Matt, and Valentina. :)
Here is my part of the story, sorry for taking so long.
it, she was nowwould be working for MI6 (Brittan).(British Secret Service). As a
One dark afternoon a knock came at Capabernadette’s front door. Of course other organizations like FBI, SF, MI5, KGB, SASF and etc knew about her. She looked at her computer screen. The man that was standing outside her door was a complete stranger, but being a trained assassin she noticed a small wire behind his ear. Capabernadette knew exactly who he was from, but had to make sure. Putting on an innocent teenage face she opened the door.
“Hello,” said Capabernadette, “How may I help you?”

Hello to Roshan, Harrison, Matt, and Valentina. :)
Here is my part of the story, sorry for taking so long.
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 was now working for MI6 (Brittan). As a child she took mixed martial arts and learned more that 12 languages. She was a true meaning of a genius. Even as a young woman she stood out from her coworkers. She was 6 ft. 7in, really smart (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”, they decided to make fun of her for being French. Too bad the nickname stuck, but the people who gave her the nickname didn’t. Just like the King Cobra, she was beautiful and deadly at the same time. No man could resist her charm. As far as we know, she has 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 and interesting…” Too soon would her wish become true.
One dark afternoon a knock came at Capabernadette’s front door. Of course other organizations like FBI, SF, MI5, KGB, SASF and etc knew about her. She looked at her computer screen. The man that was standing outside her door was a complete stranger, but being a trained assassin she noticed a small wire behind his ear. Capabernadette knew exactly who he was from, but had to make sure. Putting on an innocent teenage face she opened the door.
“Hello,” said Capabernadette, “How may I help you?”
The man responded “Hello Ms. Capabernadette. My name is Alec Smith, I’m with the FBI. 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 knee caps. 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 work table, each showing each side of her house. Almost an instant later he saw Capabernadette come back out from her garage. She was 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 green button. 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 feeling, but she ignored it. When she sat down in front of Mr. Blue, it’s ironic that he actually enjoys work and life, he handed her a folder. Capabernadette opened it and started skimming through the words and images.
“What is this?” she said.
Mr. Blue answered “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.” He nodded at the folder.
Capabernadette looked over the information given. She was shocked that someone would even think of doing such a thing. As she was reading the survival rate of this test, she was shocked even more.
“The survival rate is 33%!” she shouted,”how do you plan on explaining what went through your head when you read 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 that 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.” said Blue.
Capabernadette opened the envelope, a white powder exploded into her face. Nearly as she started to react, she collapsed on the floor, slowly feeling that she is being paralyzed and then, she fell into deep troubled sleep.
Capabernadette woke up with 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 of what happened and what would happen. As it turned out her sweat was as strong as fast acting acid. 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 listed through, she found what made her the way she is. During surgery, one of the doctors knocked over a container of biohazardus chemicals, which altered her DNA completely, it was a miracle that she was able to survive becoming a 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. Seems like Capaburnadette 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 “prison”. After the Police and the 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, picking her first target.