The Sleeper.

[Ravenloft]

TO the OOC thread:
https://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?threadid=158611

IC:

Shermer High school, 8:15 pm

Classes have started, teachers have settled into their daily lesson plans for their students. A sharp tone came over the school wide intercom and as static crackled over the speakers, a woman's rather unenthusiastic, almost monotone and nasally voice spoke. "Attention students, would Sandra Shadi please report to the principal's office, Sandra Shadi, please report to the principal's office." And with that, the intercom toned again, then went silent.

In Mr. Hinkley's morning Science class all the students eyes turned toward Sandra, even Mr. Hinkley looked up at her, his eyes passing over the one empty seat in the class as he did. Cecil O'Connor was in this class with her, in fact he had three classes with her through out the day, this semester. A couple girls behind Sandra started whispering, they were on the cheerleader's team. They were whispering something about the foot ball team and Sandra could hear her name mentioned along with the word "psycho". Mr. Hinkley cleared his through, immediately silencing the girls chatter then addressed Sandra directly. "Okay, Sandra, you may go." He sighed, a look almost like disapointment on his face as he scribbled out a hall pass for Sandra to take.

Meanwhile, the principal, Eliot Richards, and the school councelor, Anna Troy waited for Sandra. Eliot paced the room impatiently and on edge. Mrs. Troy sat casually, reguarding the principal with only the slightest hint of a smirk on her lips. "Eliot, why don't you have a seat, relax, if you're this tence when Sandra gets here, she'll pick up on it you know..." She sighed as she flicked a curled lock of hair over her shoulder.

 

[kamalw1]

He lay down on his belly on top of the hill overlooking the house. He pulled the night-vision rifle out of his bag and assembled it. Looking through the scope, he surveyed the grounds of the estate. The 4 guards were patrolling the same areas that intelligence had told him they would.

Using his training, he slowed his breathing and steadied his hands. Timing everything properly, he popped off 4 shots, taking out his targets. Quickly dismantling the gun, he put it back in his bag and quietly rushed down the hill. He approached the tree that would allow him to get ove the perimeter wall. Leaving the bag at the base of the tree, he climbed up and slowly made his way out on the thick branches. He dropped down on the other side of the wall and looked for any sign of trouble. Seeing none, he made his way around the estate, his dark-grey suit allowing him to blend in with the shadows.

He made his way to the back of the house and saw the light on in the expected window. He quickly and silently ran across the open space to the house. He hugged the wall, listening for any unusual sounds. He climbed up the ivy-covered trestles that were on this wall of the house and made his way up to the second floor. He reached a closed window to a darkened room. Looking in, he could see no movement.

The man pulled out a suction cup and a small glass cutter out of his chest pocket. Placing the suction cup on the window, he cut a small circle out of the window and caught it in his gloved hand. Reaching through, he undid the latch and pulled up the window. he climbed in and pulled out his silenced hand gun.

The little bit of light from outside allowed hm to see that he was in a home office. He made his way to the door and put his ear to it. Hearing no sounds on the other side, he slowly turned the knob and opened the door. The target was supposed to be in the room next to this one. He made his way the few feet to the door and stopped. He could hear a television on the other side. He turned the knob and burst through the door. The target was laying in a bed, watching te TV. He barely had time to react to this disturbance when the intruder squeezed off a shot, hitting the target in the center of his chest. The tranquilizer worked immediately and put him in a deep sleep.

The shooter pulled off his face mask, revealing his young, chocolate-skinned face. He smiled at the success of this training mission, one of the last before he was made a full agent.

 

[Ravenloft]

A voice came alive in the successful agent's ear, after the eminent success of his training mission. "Very good, agent 99, you put down the target quickly and effectively this time, however, the forced entry into the targets room will effect your score. Report to home base asap for a full debriefing. That is all." The voice went silent.

 

[Shadi]

"Attention students, would Sandra Shadi please report to the principal's office, Sandra Shadi, please report to the principal's office."

Man was I in trouble this time, I tried to tell people it was an accident but they had all just looked at me and shaken thier heads.

Mr Hinkley gave me a hall pass and I wandered out into the quiet corridors of the school. It hadn't really been my fault, I was just trying to protect myself, on the bright side he wasn't that badly hurt...well not seriously...okay he would be out of school for a while but if he hadn't been such a jerk then I wouldn't have hit him.

As I walked I could see one or two faces trying to see what was going on and the nearer to the Principles office I got the slower I went and the more people tried to catch a look.

Looming ahead of me was the door to the Principles office, raising a hand I knocked quietly hoping he wouldn't hear me and I could go back to class and say he wasn't there.

"Come!"

Aw crap! well here goes nothing, I opened the door and walked in, Mr Richards was sat behind his desk and he didn't look very happy, beside him was the school counselor Ms 'Helen of' Troy.

"You wanted to see me Sir?"

I hung around the doorway hoping he would tell me to go back to class.

 

[Ravenloft]

Principal Richards:

"Sandra, come in please, and close the door. We have a few things to discuss. I believe you know what I am talking about?" Eliot said, keeping his voice annoyingly emotionless as he spoke.

Councelor Troy:

Troy gave Richards a sharp look, which he did not see, because he was staring at Sandra. "Yes, please, Sandra, come in, we just want to know what happened last night, thats all, there's no need to be scared." She reached a hand out toward Sandra, a messure of concern on her face.

 

[kamalw1]

The agent walked out of the room and down the stairs. As he was leaving trough the front door, he saw the "guards" getting up from where they had fell. The tranquilizer darts were wearing off an they were slowly waking up. He walked over to them and told them that maybe they would have better luck catching him next time. As he walked through the main gate and over to where he lft his bag, he thought to himself, They will never be full agents if they get taken out that easily. He grabbed his bag and walked up the hill to the waiting van. He got in and drove off to home base.

After a couple of minutes, he drove up to an old building. To the outside world, it was an old orphanage. But to tose that lived and worked there, it was a recruitment and training center for the U.S. government. Ever since his parents were murdered in the line of duty as FBI agents, he had lived here. From the moment he walked through those doors, he was slowly trained to be an elite agent, able to do all types of secret tasks. His specialties seemed to be hand-to-hand combat and marksmanship, though.

He drove the van into the parking lot and turned it off. Grabbing his bag, he entered the building. Inside, it looked pretty old, but he knew what the sub-basements held. He went upstairs to his room to take a quick shower and change his clothes. Wearing his uniform, he went to the elevator and pressed the button for the second sub-basement, where the briefing rooms were. Walking down the hall, he went into the one he usually had to go to and sat down, waiting for his commander.

 

[Shadi]

Closing the door behind me I sat down opposite Mr Richards, his voice was flat and I really couldn't tell how much trouble I was in. Hanging my head I tried hard not to fidgit, there's nothing worse than being in the Principes office and I knew that the whole school would have heard about last night by now.

Ms Troy was full of concern when she spoke asking about last night and I could feel my lower lip trembling, don't be scared, I was going to get suspended for this at least.

"It was an accident, " I looked up and they were both staring at me waiting for me to carry on, "I didn't mean to hurt him but he wouldn't let me go, I just wanted to go home." I sniffed hard trying to get myself under control.

Ms Troy patted my hand gently "Why don't you tell us from the beginning."

Nodding I wiped my nose with a tissue and told them about my date with Bull, we'd been to watch a film and we'd had a great time, I was even thinking about going steady with him but when we got to my house he was really different.

"How do you mean different?" Ms Troy handed me another tissue and smiled encouragingly.

"Well, all night he'd been really sweet, holding my hand, making sure I was ok and he didn't try anything, not even at the cinema but when we parked at my house he kinda changed, I gave him a kiss on the cheek and told him what a great night I'd had but when I went to get out of the car he locked the doors."

I shivered when I said it, "Everything had been so cool up till then and I couldn't wait to tell my friend Fiona about it." Ms Troy nodded at me to carry on. "When I asked him to let me out he kinda came at me and said he wanted a proper kiss, I told him to stop messing about and he put his hand on my leg so I pushed it away, then he started to touch me...my chest."

Stopping I took a deep breath and wiped my face, I was crying now but I had to let them know that it wasn't my fault. " I pushed him away again and he..he..put his hand up my skirt and said I shouldn't be such a tease. I didn't mean to hurt him but I wanted to get out so I pushed him back and grabbed the handle on his side. I could hear him making a sort of funny choking sound but I just got out of the car and went inside and told my Dad, he checked on him and called the ambulance."

Covering my face with my hands I sobbed, no one would believe it was an accident, things like this just happened every so often, I didn't know why or how but they did.

 

[Ravenloft]

Commander:

A man with black hair, dusted with the occasional grey streak walked in while the agent waited. He didn't speak until he was seated behind his desk. Clearing his throat, he began. "Very good Agent 99, your primary missions were an outstanding success today. However, it would seem you still need to show a modicom of restraint during the closing moments of your missions."

 

[Ravenloft]

Councelor Troy:

Anna's eyes were full of concern as Sandra discribed the night before. And when she started to sob, Anna got out of her seat and went to kneel before Sandra. "Oh Sandra, you did the right thing, the only thing you could have done. Bull is the one that was in the wrong and there is no excuse for his actions."

Principal Richards:

Listening patiently as Sandra discribed the night before, his brow tightened. When Ms. Troy went over to Sandra, he cleared his throat. "Yes, I am disapointed in Bull, his actions are inexcuseable. I've seen his type many times over the years. However, Sandra, your record over the past three years has not been what I would call exemplary eather. Numerous confrontations with several of your peers. Granted, none of them were by any means serious enough to warrent suspention. I have to say that this has more than just myself worried." Richards layed his hands down on his desk top as Ms Troy turned to look at him, almost scoldingly, knowing what he was about to say. "I have been asked by the captain of the cheerleaders to have you dropped from the team..." Richards obviously did not want to be the one to tell her the news. "And its still under consideration as to weather or not to suspend you until we can have a faculty meeting."

Councelor Troy:

Shaking her head, Ms Troy stood up. "Mr. Richards, I don't see any justification to have her dropped from the cheerleaders, just because the captain is, what, uncomfortable around her? I think its pretty obvious that she asked you to do that only because she herself has an infatuation with Bull."

 

[RoyalPurpleVelv]

Attention students, would Sandra Shadi please report to the principals office, Sandra Shadi, please report to the principal's office.

Sunshine Shadi

I froze in my chair in Ms. Leech’s English class when I heard that announcement. I could only imagine how horrible Sandra must feel right now. They just HAD to make an announcement over the intercom. They couldn't have spared her feelings by just using the phone to call Mr. Hinkey's room.

When she came in last night she was very upset, who wouldn't be after that muscle head jock practically RAPED her in front of her own home!! And when Dad went came back in she found out just how bad he was hurt. Well Sandra can hardly be blamed for being good at defending herself. I know Mom and Dad are worried about Sandra, but I know she just can’t help it. You can’t blame a person for something they can’t help now can you? Well apparently some of the other students can.

I turn around to see who is snickering. Jason, a friend of the muscle-brained-jock-would-be-rapist, is sitting behind me.

“How dare you laugh?!” I whisper so Ms. Leech doesn’t catch me. “You really don’t know anything about what happened. If you did you would be ashamed to call that muscle-brained jock your friend…” I stop and go back to reading my English book as Ms. Leech walks by our desks.

Before I can start in on Jason again, another idea occurs to me and I raise my hand.

“Ms. Leech I really don’t feel good,” I say using my most pathetic expression, “can I please go to the nurse I think I’m going to throw up.” The nurse’s office is right next to the principal’s office.

“Certainly, Sunshine,” she quickly writes a hall pass, “you really don’t look well.”

One of the great things about being a good student is that all the teachers will believe you no matter what. I keep up the pathetic act until I get to the door. Then start running once I get to the hallway. I know we don’t have a nurse first thing in the morning and I’ll end up sitting on the chairs in the office, I’ll just keep faking sick until Sandra comes out.

 

[kamalw1]

Jason listened as his commander critiqued his performance tonight. When the debrif was done, he left the roomand ent to the elevator to go down to the shooting range.

As Jason walked into the room, he talked a bit to the range captain, Jack. The two of them often talked about a lot of things and had a bit of a competitive friendship ever since Jason had beaten him on the shooting range. He was the best marksman at the academy and one of the few people to ever outshoot Jack.

Jason checked out a Beretta 9mm., his favorite handgun, and walked over to one of the stalls. He set up the target and began shooting, letting his instincts take over. Being at the target range helped him to relax, which was important in these last few weeks of training. He knew that he would have to be in his best condition to past the final test, an actual mission.

 

[Ravenloft]

Commander:

Two hours had past since Jason had been debriefed on his last mission when the commanders voice came to life in his ear once more. "Agent 99, please report to my office." The commander slumped back in his seat, taking his finger off the com unit as he did. He had just recieved a very disturbing report. It would seem that an agent they thought had died two years before had resurfaced alive in a local high school. "How could this have happened.." the commander muttered to himself as he waited.

 

[Shadi]

Sandra

I can't remember ever feeling this bad, Mr Richards wanted to drop me from the cheerleading squad and it looked like I was going to be suspended. Feeling totally miserable I stared at the tissue in my hands twisting it around while I listened to Ms Troy chastise Mr Richards.

She was nice but lets face it, though no one ever said anything I knew most of the saff were a bit scared by me, I'd never hurt anyone before but my temper sometimes got the better of me and I didn't always remember what I'd done afterwards.

"I'm really sorry Mr Richards but please don't suspend me, I know I shouldn't have hit Bull but I was scared and I am sorry. If you suspend me now I'll miss my science test at the end of the week and I need to pass it..."

I trailed off waiting for his decision and praying they would let me stay in school.

 

[kamalw1]

Jason had been in the gym sparring with some other agents, practising his martial arts when the comm unit in his ear turned on with the voice of the commander, requesting his presence in his office. He quickly left the gym and went up to the first sub-basement, where the comander's office was. He went into the room and sat down in front of the desk, waiting for the commander to tell him what this was about.

 

[Ravenloft]

Pricipal Richards/Councelor Troy:

"I don't want to see you suspended eather Sandra, but at the same time I must listen to the concerns of the faculty..." Mr Richards said with a heavy sigh. Ms. Troy could only stare at him as he said this. "Mr. Richards, I would request a moment alone with Sandra please?" There was a hint of emotional restrain in Troy's voice as she spoke. "Of course Ms. Troy, you may take her to your office if you wish."

Just a couple minutes later, Ms. Troy sat in her office, alone with Sandra. "Sandra, I am sorry, this whole situation has been blown out of proportion, I think. If it will help you any, you and I can talk about it for as long as you like. Your concerns, fears, I will gladly listen..." Ms. Troy had this mannerism of leaning forward in her seat, a nonverbal way of reaching out, giving emotional support.

 

[Ravenloft]

Commander:

Once Jason was seated the commander began. "Agent 99, do you remember three years ago, on one of your group training missions, you all were attacked by an outside agency? Do you remember agent 47? I know, you beleived her to be dead, yes. However, some news has come to my attention. It would seem that she survived and has slipped into a civillian life. Unfortunately, her training makes her a danger to those around her, we cannot allow her to stay in her civillian life, the danger to the people around her, and to the secrecy of our agency is far too great. Now, I called you here, alone, because I know you and she used to cooperate so very well, I must ask you to go, and bring her back to the agency." The commander allowed Jason a moment to reply with any questions or concernes he might have.

 

[kamalw1]

"Agent 47, you mean Sandra?" Jason asked, shock in his voice. The name brought back memories of the survival training mission three years ago in the Mojave Desert. Somehow, a rival agency had found out they were there and attacked them. The trainees had fended them off until help arrived, but Sandra had been thought to be dead.

Jason snapped back to the present. "So you want me to bring her back. I have some questions first. One, where is she and what name is she going by. Two, what if she doesn't want to come back? Also, is this going to be my final training mission, or my first real mission?"

 

[Ravenloft]

Commander:

"From the report I recieved, she still goes by Sandra. She lives with a foster family two hours drive from here. If she is unwilling to return with you than I am afraid she must be silenced to protect the secrecy of our agency, I am sure you understand. The completion of this mission will make you a full agent with all the privilages and expectation of said station."

 

[kamalw1]

A wide grin spread over Jason's face as he heard those words. This was his chance, the mission that would make him a full agent. "I will get the job done, Commander," he said, standing up. He picked up the folder with all the information and walked out of the room, already studying it. Jason took the elevator up to the floor with the living quarters and went to his room. He sat on the bed, going over all the intelligence gathered on Sandra.

It amazed him the amount of info they had on her. It seemed that she had been getting into minor trouble the past couple of years. He wondered how they got that information when he came to a picture of her. She looked just like she did that day three years ago, just a little bit older.

When Jason was done going over everything, he packed his tools into a bag. He then went downstairs to get a couple of guns, just in case. He got a tranquilizer gun and a Glock 9mm. he packed the guns and ammo into the bag, along with the fake ID's and other things they had given him for the mission. Lastly, he had to decide what car to drive. Realizing hat he would be around a high school in a fairly upscale neighborhood, he got the keys to a red Jaguar. Going out to the parking lot, he got in the car and started the engine. He pulled out and started the two hour drive to the area where Sandra lived.

 

[Shadi]

Sandra

Mr Richards made it pretty clear to me that he didn't want me around the school, he never actually said it but I could tell by the way he acted, his eyes kept flicking up and left a sure sign he wasn't being entirely honest and when he did look at me he wouldn't make eye contact at all.

Ms Troy wasn't very happy and when she said I was to go with her to her office I gladly agreed, I followed her out to the corridor and spotted Sunshine sat by the Nurses office, quickly I went over to her, it wasn't like Sunny to be ill but in a whisper she said she was just checking to see I was okay. I brought her up to speed and told her I might be suspended but not to worry I'd catch up with ehr later and tell her everything, then I gave her a hug and went with Ms Troy to her office.

"Sandra, I am sorry, this whole situation has been blown out of proportion, I think. If it will help you any, you and I can talk about it for as long as you like. Your concerns, fears, I will gladly listen..."

"What is there to say?" I shrugged, "Half the school are scared of me and the other half doesn't know what to do with me, Mr Richards can't wait to see the back of me, you saw that yourself. When I'm winning at track meets everyone thinks I'm great anything goes wrong and they all duck and cover."

Ms Troy looked really upset by my words and I suddenly felt bad about being so harsh with what I'd said. "Look it's hard to explain but I'll try. Do you know who you are?" She looked puzzled so I went on "I mean really know, not the who you are on a daily basis but who you've always been. Do you know if you went to Disney World when you were a little kid cos I don't, I don't know who my birth parents were, I don't know where they are now and I don't know why they left me. I don't even know who I was before my accident, I can't remember anything before I woke up in hospital."

Struggling not to cry again I made fists with my hands, Ms Troy just sat there and I found myself opening up to her, I told her about all the things I could do and how I didn't know how I could do them, how if I we went out to eat Chinese I could understand what the waiters were saying and that I could read and speak dozens of different languages without even trying. I could fix my Dad's car faster and better than he could, I even hot wired it once to get home when he lost the keys.

I could do so many things but I didn't know how or why, it was like I just appeared one day with a hole in my head and all my memories missing. The police had checked me out but there had been no hospital or dental records, not even a missing persons report on me, there was nothing. Then there was the thing that scared me the most, my blackouts, the doctors said these would pass with time and they only ever happened when I was really angry or scared but when they happened I couldn't always remember what I'd done, it was like I went on to automatic pilot or something. All in all I was a pretty sad case and I sat waiting for Ms Troy to tell me that she was going to speak to Mr Richards and I would be sent home for the rest of the day.

 

[Ravenloft]

Councelor Troy:

Nodding in understanding, even though she herself would never know exactly what Sandra had been through. "Sandra, I will speak to Mr. Richards, see if there is anything I can do. perhaps you would feel better if we let you go home for the day, that will give every one some time to gain some prespective..." Ms. Troy paused for a moment in thought. "Sandra, have you ever tried hypnosis? You know, I'm not an expert, but I have read about it in the past, and it has helped people in your situation, people who could not remember their pasts reclaim that lost knowledge... If you feel like it, I can set up an appointment for you some time..."

 

[Shadi]

Hypnosis? I'd never tried it before but if what Ms Troy said was true then maybe I might find out who I am.

"Yes please Ms Troy, I'd like to give it a try, if you think it would help. I'd have to check with my parents first though, do you think you could call them and explain it all."

She agreed to set up a meeting and after letting Mr Richards know I was leaving (not that he was bothered!) I went to collect my things. I passed by the Nurses office on my way out and saw that Sunny was still sat there.

"Hey you, how's the stomach?" I grinned, she was sat there looking all pasty and if I didn't know her I would have been fooled. "I'm being let out for the rest of the day, d'you think you could get sent home, I need your help with something. Meet me at the car in half an hour if you can make it and I'll tell you then."

Before she could reply I spotted the Nurse in the corridor so I disappeared. After I had grabbed my bag from my locker I went and sat out in the car, it was a battered old Ford that Dad had helped us buy and it looked a complete wreck but I had spent a couple of months fixing it up and now it ran a dream.

I turned on the radio and waited for Sunshine to meet me, I needed her to help me figure some things out and she was a whizz with a computer, if any one could find out stuff about my past then she could.

 

[kamalw1]

Jason parked the car outside Shermer High School, thinking of what to do next. As he sat in the car, he saw Sandra walk out of the school and get into an old Ford. She sat there, apparently waiting for someone. He pulled out a little camera from his bag and took some pictures. He then sat back, deciding to follow her when she left.

 

[Ravenloft]

Councelor Troy/ Principal Richards:

After Sandra left her office, Ms. Troy called an old friend who had become a certified psychologist and asked him to do her the favor of setting up an appointment for Sandra. He was more than happy to, and set it up for the next day, just after school. Then she called Sandra's home to explain that Sandra was being sent home and that she had an after school meeting with herself and a psychologist if they would allow it, and that everything had been taken care of so they wouldn't have to worry in the slightest. Then finally, she walked into Mr. Richards office and confronted him, doing her best to stay calm as she argued Sandra's case. She felt she had gotten him to see her point of veiw in all of this by the time she stopped and returned to her office. Now all she could do was wait for the faculty meeting to see if anything she had said had made a difference.

 

[RoyalPurpleVelv]

Sunshine Shadi

"I'm being let out for the rest of the day, d'you think you could get sent home, I need your help with something. Meet me at the car in half an hour if you can make it and I'll tell you then."

Of course I could get sent home, it isn’t for nothing that I hang with all the drama kids.

I follow the nurse into her office and sit down.

“So what is the matter” she looks at my hall pass “Sunshine.”

“I think I’m going to throw up”

“Ok Sunshine, why don’t you just lie down for a few minutes and see if you feel better.”

Sandra said I to meet her in a half hour, so to make it believable I lay there for about fifteen minutes. Jumping up, I run to the nearest bathroom. After making the appropriate noises for a few minutes I walk out unsteadily and sit, down in the nurse’s office again, leaning my head against the wall.

“Nurse Osborne, I think I need to go home now.”

“Ok, let’s call your parents.”

She tells Mom how sick I am, I gather my things and walk pathetically towards the door, careful not to overdo it. The minute I’m out of sight I start running again. If they’re sending Sandra home it must be serious, if she’s asking me to ditch class for the rest of the day it must be REALLY serious.

My mind keeps thinking up dreadful things as I rush to the car, maybe they didn’t just suspend her, maybe they’re EXPELLING her. What if that idiot Bull is pressing charges and, what if she’s going to be ARRESTED!!!! Wait no, they wouldn’t be letting her go home…but what if…

I get to the car, throw my stuff in and ask Sandra one question.

“So how many pints do we need?”

When she smiles at my reference to our old ritual I know it can’t be that bad. “Just one pint, unless of course you don’t want chocolate, then we need two pints of ice cream.”

“Ok then so what’s up?” I ask her.

“I’ll explain when we get home.” We hit the local convenience store for the ice cream necessary for any problem solving, head straight for my bedroom when we get home. Mom and Dad are both at work so we have the house all to ourselves for several hours.

“Ok, spill it.” I say when we’re both settled on the floor of my room and have made a dent into the pint.