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Julia Argent wasn't particularly cruel.At least she'd say that.Others might disagree. But she didn't particularly care about them, nor their opinions of her.After all, for all intents and purposes, she doesn't exist."Julia Argent" doesn't exist.That's the name of a child who was kidnapped 15 years ago and declared 'as good as dead.'There is only Bluejay now. She exhaled. The beauty of Poitiers was lost on someone like her, with only a mission in mind.The mission? Tail down an elusive turncoat who goes by Carmen Sandiego.A deserter of the WASP's forces, choosing against the violence of the secret police.But still, somehow, making the higher-ups at the HQ nervous. It was laughable, really. This crimson ghost was to be brought back to them, for whatever reason.Julia could ascertain that they might want her for experiments.They always wanted more for experiments.
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15 years earlier.
Darkness.Cold darkness.10 year old Julia Argent woke up on the floor.She sat up abruptly as the grogginess left her, shutting her mouth that had remained open during her sleep.
Where am I?
She looked around the room, thoughts spiralling into panic as she noticed the absence of a door.
Hey!
She yelled- or at least she tried to.Her throat was completely dry, preventing her speech in any more than a whisper, so she choked out the strangled gasp.After the soreness hit her, she opted to keep her mouth shut, hoping to collect saliva to restore her parched throat.Bringing a hand to her throat to somewhat soothe it, she turned once more to the room that she was held in. It was dull and white, with nothing more than a bed and bathroom. The door to the room was barely visible as the white blended into darker white. Exhaling shakily, Julia sat on the bed, sinking back into an uneasy sleep.
Drifting.....
Drifting.........
Drifting......
The next time Julia awoke, she was in a cylindrical tube.Rubbing her eyes, she noted that her speech was no longer incapacitated.
"You're finally awake!!!!!"
A voice?A voice!Finally!There was someone else here! "Uh, hey." She awkwardly spoke, her voice rusty from the lack of use. She turned to the direction of the voice, finding a scruffy looking boy in an identical looking tube as her.His brown hair was dishevelled and his identically coloured eyes were widened in confusion, his head tilted to the side."Ehhh? I don't speak English!" The boy spoke in french, before slapping his forehead and trying again, in clunky English that almost made Julia wince."Me...no talk....Englais..." Luckily, Julia's parents had insisted on getting her tutoring in french, so she at least could talk to him.