Phyre Gunner: The Spy (Editing Process)

Phyre Gunner. Teenager. Rebel. Spy. Troublemaker. Genius. American. Genetically Perfect.

After the passing of her father, Phyre became the imperfect daughter. After too many detentions and schools, LSA comes looking for the one person that can help them save the world, the same person that is genetically perfect, Phyre Gunner.


30. ALLA Who?

Edited :)

Phyre Gunner

Chapter Twenty-nine.


Saving the research that I had found, I took in a deep breath. This couldn’t be true, Michael couldn’t be part of ALLA, I mean, I would have figured it out. I did run a extensive background check, and there was nothing unusual. I was going to research more about my findings. I think I will need help. 


I left the bathroom and made my way back to the torture room. I changed  my worries, and tried to be as friendly as I could. I was going to befriend the enemy. 


I refuse to believe that Michael would have thrown me to the sharks. Could Mariana be throwing me to ALLA?



“Hello Phyre,” Brad smiled as he joined me in the walk towards my locker. “What are your plans for your afternoon?” 

I raised an eyebrow. “Right now?” He nodded. “I have to finish unpacking. Why you asking?” 

“Oh,” He chuckled. “Just wondering if you wanted to spend the afternoon playing video games with me.”

“I can’t today,” I sighed. “What about tomorrow?” 

“It’s a date.” Brad winked. “You’re coming home with me tomorrow afternoon.” 

“Sure thing.” I chuckled and I walked away towards the car. 


I sighed as I waited for Mariana. There were three rather important things that I have to do as soon as I get home.

Deep research into ALLA

Research on Michael

Research on Mariana


A few minutes later, Mariana approached with a smile on her face. She started asking me about my day and telling me about hers. I couldn’t help but feel an odd vibe coming from her, but then again maybe I was being skeptical, which I had always been, I just let my guard down. 


“Phyre,” Mariana spoke as we approached the house. “I need to go grocery shopping. Will it be okay if you stay alone until I come back?” 

“Yea sure,” I nodded. “I have homework to catch up with.” 

“Perfect! She beamed. “Is there anything you would want for me to bring?” 

“Apple juice,” I laughed. “Please, I have an obsession with it.” 



The minute I step a foot inside the house, I ran towards my room. I need to work on some heavy research, and I knew that I had to ask for help, and I had the perfect person for the job. 


Getting my old phone out, and making sure that the line was secure and untraceable. I sent out the text message that I knew might get me into trouble. I was in a mission, and I was going to do everything to do so. 


It’s me. I need you help. Get me all the information you can find on Michael and Mariana. URGENT. If you need help ask the other mentor. Cryptic message for the reply.


I let out a sigh, and started working so that I could get inside LSA server. Once I got in, I was going to do some research on my own. Back to basic I would call it. 


ALLA has one thing wrong, they are not going to get me, I am a Gunner and we Gunners, we don’t go down easily.

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