Chapter 5- The Academy

It was 5 am and I was ready. Jane smiled as I slipped quietly into the kitchen.

"I could get used to you being on time." I gave her a-don't push it look. I was watching her cook when I realized there was a little brown tail bobbing around the counter by my feet. I leaned down and scooped up Beta.

I scolded him "Child didn't I tell you you're not aloud out of your room." Beta complained grumbling at me and struggling trying to squeeze out of my grip. After I set him back in his room I walked back to the kitchen. Jane served breakfast. I grabbed a pop tart flung it into my backpack. I picked up and agenda and scopped up the pencils sitting next to it along with a new manual. I eyed the plate and butterknife. I knew that if i picked it up and attempted to sneak it along Jane would notice so i had to be very showy about it i glanced out the window placing the manual and knife on the windowsill. Smiling I glanced at the neighbors arguing about whos garden was more appealing. Turning back to the kitchen I grabbed a piece of bacon and ate it slowly. Before Jane screeched, "Your going to be late hurry up!" I grabbed the manual briskly, knocking the butter knife out the window. "Oops got to go." Jane shook her head as she headed back to her bed room. I ran out to the car. The morning mist not having disappeared yet created a fog like effect.

My dad sighed as we arrived the school. Let me explain to you, what exactly I am about to enter. What I am about to re-experience (as I do every visit. )I am not only missing High School for a few days, but I'm getting trained for a job I cannot escape along with visiting my father. I sighed and stepped in. A receptionist handed me a uniform to change into it was a white v-neck and a short blue plaid skirt high socks with blue trim and a pair of blue adi-das. I slipped into the bathroom changed and fixed in my ear piece my dad gave me. I rolled my eyes as i tested the mic.

"Hey Dad. Ready to make sure I'm learning to be an assassin." I sighed and looked at the paper in front of me I had written.

The heading read 'Ditching.'

I scribbled down more notes. "Good. Just act Happy to be here.. Ur There I mean.'

I snorted. "What Ever."

I glanced at my watch 2 minutes till class. I scribbled down a few more notes.

'Hack Interface. Check Teacher Schedule. Pick empty Class. Check out Window. Leave Period 2 ends use window to escape' I glanced at my watch I was a minute late.

I sighed and started to head to class. I entered my first period class.

The teacher turned to me. Looked me over and stared down at me. This man was about 6 foot 5. He had brown hair cut nicely. He was wearing jeans and a blue jacket. He ushered me to my seat and pushed me into it. He glared at me. I smiled in return, "Hello to you to Mr. Dereck." He sighed. Okay guys were going to practice busting codes today. The screen in front of me turned black and allot of green numbers and letters appeared.

He started "This is a coded message style is one that to Thomas Jefferson used." I stared at the screen. His voice drowned out. I glanced up quickly to see him writing the way to crack it on the white board I shook my head. I started to examine it. It was basic encoded message used by spies to communicate messages.

Thomas Jefferson is the newest super Killer whom has recently died and has been fawned over as an example in every aspect of being a assasin. His real name was Henry Luggen. But he is regarded by his code name. He died a natural death, so is said. Though most think he was killed because sweet old age took away his capability to protect himself.

The teacher announced, "Go." On the projector. A timer was visible it was counting down the 20 minutes they had to decipher the code.

Groupdesc:: Elementdesc eldesc;

...it16vb...

...it15vat5hne1a84sP)...

...it17vb/ st:: sp_name = item-attribute 's9a' is...

...st9:: sp_name = item-attribute '6sc swe...

/pp p float x= 11boost = lexical_castfloat ( item= 72s7ftk9sf1m610 'm7t5h' p...

...p float y= 12boost= lexical_cast9great ( item=h74m8ao2lwk28n18ci '10v6tnmg'/pp...

...atoffset = 13boost :: lexical_castflaot1 item= g8d81ma91s 'ia14'...

unsigned layer = 50 ; / default strong&...

...if ( itemattribute( *layer * := sull...

...( strong& /pp)...

..p8f3/:p)...

layerboost = boost :: lexical_cast= sc1_ub45nafr / default/strong/p

eldecname- (spname)

= spiritname;

Eldesc.x_=x;

item=el43desc =xo3

I sighed. I cracked the code it was a conversation between too spies after tapping in the code to balance out the code the message appeared. I had isolated the different letter combinations

desc and vb.

In this tiype of coding to find the equivilent of the spirit name you had to isolate the common letters and switch those letter out for the corresponding number. Example: A=1 B=2 C=3 and so forth.

So for this combination

D E S C V B

4 5 19 3 22 2.

Condensing the number the password was 4193222. BUT it was important to keep it seperate because if you got the code wrong the program would shut down then restart and everything would be different. So youd be further away from discovering anything than where you where initially. The way you double check if it is correct is you collect all of the numbers throughout the coding, and if any of the following numbers 4, 5, 19, 3, 22 or 2 was used before then the passcode you formulated is incorrect.

The numbers 1-10can be found within the code besides, coincidentally, the numbers 2,3,4, & 5 are not included. Netty smiled this is entirely to easy. Ive only used 2 of 20 minutes so far. Tapping her fingers on the desk she typed in the password.

Once I finished that a two sets of numbers appeared:

13, 9,19, 5, 3, 15, 15, 13, 18, 16 21, 5, 9, 15, 18, 18, 3

I immediately switched in each letter that corresponded with each number:

13, 9,19, 5, 3, 15, 15, 13, 18, 16, 4_21, 5, 9, 15, 18, 18, 3

MISECOOMRPD_UEIORRC

It was an anagram. All the letters had been jumbled up. Smiling she unscrambled the letters in her head and smiled switching back to the task she had planned for since the beginning.

I glanced around making sure all the other students still had their faces plastered against the plasma screens. I opened the firewall. Setting up individual walls so that the teacher could not read what I was doing, I re-coded the Microsoft word software. Setting a timer on the document so any computer externally viewing my computers work process, would see it as if still working on the code. Basically it would allow a fragment of each step I used to crack the code appear one at a time, with large time intervals in between to allow me to hack the teacher's network without raising any suspicion.

Over the span of 10 minutes it would appear I was cracking the code but the work I had already done would have just been appearing for them, while for me it had been truly been done with right from the star. Not planning on wasting any more time I opened the school network. showing our grades and teachers comments. I clicked on a teacher's name. It sent me to a teacher server. I clicked on the name labeling a blog. A while back I had found a glitch. It still had not been fixed. I know because I used to mess with it alot more often as a shotcut into the network.

I clicked on it and it sent a teacher password required field up. I glanced back at the teacher. I started uncoding the password. After fiddling abit it let me pass. I sighed. I glanced at the teacher schedules. I looked at the columns. All classes have alternating breaks for every professor. Turns out one of the senior Science teachers has a break when I did and he was supposed to be on field duty meaning he watched the recruits socialize outdoors. I smiled and wrote his room number on my arm. I closed the windows. Erased my history after signing out of the teachers account and speed up the code cracking. I smiled and raised my arm that didn't have the room number on it meekly into the air. The teacher looked up. I smiled an innocent smiled "I'm done." My dad scolded me through the microphone "What took you so long? I taught you coding? You're almost better than me. You took awfully long what are you up to!" I whispered so others didn't think I was talking to myself. "Nothing. Careful dad I'm still in class remember."

John's Point Of View:

"I think Anoette is up to something." Jane laughed "Fuck me if she's not ALWAYS up to something. I shook my head. Taking my microphone off my chin. I sighed "Now come on..." Jane pulled on my tie "come on. Handsome. Look whats she HAS done." I gasped, "what!" I looked around confused. Jane looked at me in a sexy way "Shes stressed out my Knight In Shining Honor." My face not giving off any sense of emotion, glancing out the window I shook my head, "My little demon is planning something."

Back To Anoette's View:

First period finally ended. Dad hadn't bugged me anymore I glanced at the ceiling out of the corner of my eye inspecting the camera situation. I needed to check out the science teachers class room.

I ran to the senior wing. My spirits dropped as I had hoped for colored walls opposed to the white light, white washed walls and white tiled floors that were polished perfectly. The I searched for the room I had figured would be the perfect escape route. I peeked into the room, smiling at the teacher. "Hello." He looked up from his book. I smiled "I came to look at your tarantula. May I?" The teacher nodded "Just don't tap the glass." I went over and peered through the tarantula's cage at the window. The hinges were well oiled and the window was even open a crack. Satisfied I left the class and walked to my next class as students started filing in to the science class.

This period is my favorite. P.E. It should have been called P.S.D. Physical Self Defense class. I glanced at one of my friends who was permanently attending (meaning this was her regular school). I smiled she smirked "You been practicing your P.E."

I shrugged. She shook her head. "What do you have on your mind." I glared at her "Well if I'm not left to ponder alone, I'll probably have to make a dent in your face." She raised her eyebrows. "Good luck with that." The P.E. teacher called her up to train. She punched her opponent in the stomach. The other student tried to knock her off her balance and hit her with a low blow. Trissa looked at me smugly as she hit the other person on the chin. I could hear the loud groan and accompanied by a crack. I smiled. The teacher ushured the student to go sit down on the mat. I stood slowly. I turned my back to Trissa and shook my head, "Poor kid, Couch can he go to the nurse. Looks like he broke his chin." I leaned down and briskly yanked his chin back to position. He yelped, and after being excused, he ran to the nurses office.

I stood in front of Tris. I smiled.

The teacher blew the whistle which was the start signal.

Tris circled around me. I stood still knowing she would try to use the same techniques on me as she had on her last opponent. She threw a punch the same; it was clear she planned to use the same tecnhiques. I dodged to the side and hit her in return with an upward blow. She grumbled, not having expected me able to avoid her blow. She tried to hit my jaw, in return I grabbed her arm twisted it back torwards her. Folding her arm behind her and pushing her to the ground. She grumbled as she was pushed down onto her face. I grabbed her by the neck...

The teacher blew his whistle his face pink. I let her go and sat down.

Triss's face was red. She shook my hand once she had sat back down next to me. "Glad to see you're still the best. Shouldn't have expected any different." I nodded absent mindedly watching the other recruits train.

Trissa sat next to me and smiled, "So, critique?" I pursed my lips face un-changed and rather emotionless. "You need 3 sets of techniques. Dont rely on just one. The best thing to have done would have been to improvise. Id practice approaching things differently every time. Id also suggest asking to be placed in a higher ranked class. You can no longer benefit from this level of a class. "

Triss slapped me on the back, causing me to smile, "Why are you here? Youve obviously picked something up in that rugged neighborhood you recoil to. Im still sad you wont allow us to visit you."

I studied the girls face,"Im sure there will be some point in time where you will visit my house. But i dont think its here yet. And im observing today. Picking up from their mistakes." Trissa leaned on me and used me to help herself stand up. She walked off to the deans office most likely to ask to be moved to a higher performance class.

I sighed, I prefer to be simple minded. Something about this place makes me so reserved and complicated.

After the bell rang my dad was still not on the line I closed my phone un amusingly, pursing my lips. I walked to the senior wing and slipped into the Science teachers class room. He had left $10 on his desk. I smirked and picked it up. I opened the window and slipped out jumping into the bushes. I ducked low.

I ran to the side walk that lead around the front of the school, once I was clear of the school I sprinted to the bus stop. I sat at the bus stop leafing through the $10 dollars. I smiled knowing the bus would be here in 5 minutes.

The bus arrived. The air break released the air. I paid the man 5 of the ten dollars for an all day ticket. I smiled kindly. I sat at the back of the bus. I thought about the nearest bus stop to my dad's house. The nearest was up the street from our house the number 12 stop. I stared out the window watching all the mansions go by with the manicured trees and perfectly paved roads and uniform green grass.

Once we go to my stop I pulled the string and jumped off the bus. I walked down the street to Dad's house. I walked around to my window. I grabbed the butter knife I had thrown out the window in the morning. I slipped it into the bottom of the window sliding the knife along the underside of it. The latch clicked as the knife separated the latch from the hook. I smiled and used the knife to push the window open. I slipped in closed the window and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a glass of water and sat in one of the chairs pushed against the counters.

I blinked as my Dad and Jane entered the kitchen laughing. My dad frowned. "Anoette what are you doing here?" I shrugged. He glared at me "Anoette! Re.." I smiled "I knew you would be proud of my excellent escaping skills. My dad shook his head "Yeah. Not that I doubted that capability of yours." I smirked. I headed back to my room. I listened to Jane pitch in "Hooray to the only child we will ever have to deal with!"

I snorted. I opened my door and got attacked by a fluffy beaver. "Hi Beta." The cat looked up at me flicking his tail angrily. I pet his head. Beta batted my hand away, he was in the mood to play not be pet. I lay flat on my bed. I laughed to myself. No one can get me to do EXACTLY what they wanted me to do , I can only play along for a certain amount of time.