The sound of silence?

I don't even like Simon and Garfunkle! Stop twisting my perfectly prosetic words into lyrics!

Alright…. I'll let it go… Hey that gives me and idea

Please remember, my interpretations of you are probably not accurate, but it is how I imagine you. September, you didn't give me any info on Cortana, and I'm not familiar with her, so I'm just making it up as I go along…

File 12

Starbringer rushed from the crowd of staring detectives to examine the tree.

"Wow…a voice recocnition decive disguised as tree bark and a sliding secret door. You're pretty good!" She exclaimed. TAS ducked into the doorway and instantly disppeared into the darkness. 

"Ladies first…" Sam mumbled, pushing Unsuspectingstoryteller forward. For an instant, everyone was nearly blinded by the flash of her bright yellow hair as she was shoved towards the gaping black hole.

"Well, I don't know, I may be unsuspecting but I am not without suspicions," she said in that very fast voice that left Tonia deciphering the meaning of her words long after they had been said. Laughing, Joan brushed past the group of CBers. Pausing at the door, she drew her sword, and then ducked into the blackness.

"Coming Brooke?" Came her voice a few seconds later.

"Coming!" Brooke exclaimed, drawing yet another icy-colored dagger from the folds of her flexible boot. Everyone waited for sounds of distress. There were none, unless you count Puck's poppits exploding in loud crackles as they were dropped to the ground. Lining up, everyone slowly ducked into the dark rectangle-shaped hole in the tree except Jarren, who hung behind. Just before he decided to plunge into the secret passage after his sister and her crazy friends, he heard a crackleing above him in the trees.

"Hello?" He asked. If this strange day got any weirder, he was going to scream. Something plummeted downward nearby, stopping just in time to hit the ground lightly. Something big. Something with wings. This day was definitely getting weirder, but he didn't want to scream. Especially not since the girl with wings was actually very…pretty.   

Sorry St. Owl. Don't worry. I have special plans for you…

File 13

Jarren was transfixed. After all, it's not every day that your average teenage guy sees a pretty girl with wings shoot out of the sky. She was wearing a grey sweatshirt and jeans and could have totally passed for a typical highschooler if not for the huge white wings emerging from two holes in the back of her shirt. Her hair was short and coal black, framing a very pale face decorated with sparkely blue and pink eye makeup. Looking Jarren up and down, she didn't seem very impressed. He started to wish he had actually brushed his hair this morning. Oh wait, Tonia had stollen his hair brush and started bouncing around her bathroom singing some "I feel pretty" song as she fixed her ponytail.

"Where are the others?" The winged girl asked. 

"Um. Er. They went in the mole. I mean hole. In the tree," Jarren explained, gestering towards the secret passage. 

"Hmm. And you would be…?" She questioned.

"Um, Jarren…Jarren Letter." 

"Cortana," she offered. Jarren waited for a last name, but it didn't come. 

"Well, after you," she said, casually flipping her hair. It was just the right length for a perfect flip. 

"Uh, no, ladies first!" Jarren exclaimed. 

"'Kay," Cortana answered, her smile easy and undaunted as she slid forward into the passage, her wings gently scraping the narrow doorway. Taking a deep breath, Jarren plunged in after her. In the darkness, he walked down several steps, just barely able to make out the outline of Cortana's wings. Then he remembered that he had a keychain flashlight with him, and unhooked it from his backpack. He welcomed the weak light from its beam. 

"Which way?" Cortana asked suddenly. Jarren peered around her wings. At the bottom of the steps there were two passageways leading off underground. 

"Look for footprints," he suggested automatically.

"Smart," Cortana praised. In the darkness, Jarren beamed. 

"Practical," he offered, shining the beam on the floor. There were footprints in both directions. 

"Let's split up and we'll meet back here in five," Cortana suggested. Well, it was really more of a command. But Jarren was more than happy to obey it. Even if it meant going into a dark, scary, creepy underground passage. Jarren decided he was definitely not a fan of underground passages. Cortana started to walk off, her steps confident and casual. 

"Hey wait!" Jarren yelled, a bit to loudly. He felt himself blushing, "y-you can have the flashlight." Cortana shrugged and accepted the weak keychain light. 

"Thanks," she said, and walked off. 

Nooooo! I gave myself away! I tried SOOOOO hard!

Quick! Ask admins to change it before anyone else sees!

I understand that you are busy The Agent, but could you please write some more of this? I absolutely LOVE it! 

TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP!!!!  

File 14 

The passageway was dark. And long. And scary. 

"Dai-ai-ai-sy! I'm coming to eeeeeeat you!" Someone said in a voice ominously magnified by the passageway's confining walls. Tonia heard someone next to her shriek with surprise. It was probably Daisy. Tonia's heart began to race, even though logic told her that one of the CBers was the noise-maker. Daisy seemed to realize that too. 

"Bolton, cut it out!"

"Does anyone know where we're going?" Someone asked. A chorus of no's came in answer. Tonia added hers to the mix.

"Oh great. How reassuring," the same someone muttered. Tonia stood up on her toes, trying to see the large, green glowstick that TAS had been holding earlier. It was gone. 

"Hey guys…" she began, but was cut off as other CBers realized that they were alone.

"Hey, where'd the light go?" 

"Mrs. Secretary?" 

"Haloooooo?"

"WE'RE DOOMED!"

"Okay, who is all here, and who is missing?" Somebody yelled over the pandemonium. This was probably Kestrel, Tonia realized.

"If you're absent, say 'Ay'" Bolton suggested very helpfully. 

"Ay!!!" Puck yelled. 

"Rose bud?" Kestrel called, again taking charge. There was no answer. 

"Sam?"

"Here!" 

"Daisy?"

"Here!"

"Bolton?"

"Here!"

"Unsuspectingstoryteller?"

…silence…

Someone stepped on Tonia's foot.

"Who's there?" She cried.

"Relax, it's just me!" Icy replied reassuringly.

"Okay that makes Icy, and—" there was a loud popping noise, "Puck," finished Kestrel, "and me. Is there anybody whose name I didn't call?" No one answered.

"Oh great," Sam muttered, "just fantasmic." And then the ground began to shake.  

I forgot about this!!!!! Agent, could you maybe continue the story, it's amazing!!!!