Her large brown eyes slowly fluttered open. She opened her mouth, trying to speak, but no sound came out. She slowly got up, before collapsing once more unto the floor. Then, the girl tried to speak once more.
“He… Hello?” The girl had a bit of a foreign accent, perhaps Suican or Xerian.
“Hello. How may I be of assistance, Summer?” a friendly female voice asked.
“I… I’m not Summer,” the girl stuttered, looking around for the source of the voice. Perhaps, the voice came from the speakers on the ceiling.
“Who are you?” The female voice now seemed unwelcoming. The girl frowned.
“I don’t really know,” she said, attempting to get up once more. She looked around the room, before recognizing something familiar to her. It was a bookshelf. She walked over to the bookshelf, taking a small leather book out. It seemed like a diary of sorts. The girl examined the cover, running her fingers over the embroidered letters.
“Property of Summer Koo.” She paused for a moment. The last name, Koo, seemed a bit familiar. Why did it seem so familiar?
“Summer was a thoughtful young woman,” the female voice said, with a sigh. The girl blinked, surprised at the voice’s response.
“But isn’t summer, a season… Of Earth culture?” she questioned.
“Summer can be many things. Summer can be a season, a name, a place…” The female voice drifted off, listing what summer could be. The girl sighed and flipped through the pages, stopping at one page.
“Father says that we must leave this place. He claims that Neptune is cursed. But I refuse to leave. Leading Spy Academy is our legacy, surely we cannot abandon it!” Britta read out loud. Spy Academy seemed so familiar. The girl thought hard for a moment, and her memories flooded back, one by one.
She had been attending Spy Academy, along with her best friend, Serenity Woodbrookes. They had known each other for many years, since the age of two, equivalent to the human age of five or six. They were on this special team together, along with three other boys.
A few months after attending the school, they were assigned to complete a special task: to find the traitor among the ranks of the Xerians, a species of nearly immortal beings. During the mission, the traitor had captured the girl, along with another boy. The assistant of the traitor, had tried to attract her attention, with much desperation. The girl remembered one thing he had said to her.
“Do you want a snack, Britta?” The assistant was the same species as her best friend, being a Xerian. Then, the girl realized something. Britta was her name.
“My name is Britta!” she declared, to the female voice.
“Britta… Britta Cadwell?” the voice questioned. It seemed a tad surprised.
“Yes,” Britta said firmly. She felt more secure, now that she knew her name.
“Stranger detected, posing as deceased student of Spy Academy. Enemy detected. Initiating lockdown protocol.” The voice now seemed robotic, quite artificial. Britta looked around, alarmed. The door that was once open, suddenly slammed shut. She was confused, wondering why the voice thought she was an enemy.
Will this Britta Cadwell be killed by the security? Or will she be saved? Will the survivor be put to death? Find out in the next and final part.