Young Writers Society

In a castle, a castle embedded into the side of an icy uninhabited mountain unknown to the nearby village of Meiringen in Switzerland.

In this castle there were people, people who were more than just hiding in these truly inhabitable mountains, they were holding the world together.

this was the home base of the organization of Spys, Heroes, and Defenders, of World peace

S.H.A.D.O.W.

Now, what did S.H.A.D.O.W do exactly? well, that is something we have soon to find out.

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Thunk, the knife stabbed into the ceiling again before falling back out, being caught by the owner, and being thrown back into the roof, over and over again.

Magnus Winters sat in his bed pondering whether or not he should go down to the main hall for the "mandatory meeting No.16" weren’t all meetings mandatory? sure not all of them included the whole organization, but still, why don’t they just say that all meetings are mandatory and those ones could be called an "all members meeting"

He threw the harder this time so it would stay.

Ah well, unfortunately, he wasn’t the most unnoticeable of agents and someone would probably comment on him not being there which would lead to one thing and another until director Hammer called him to his office and gave him another talk about how "just cause you have some powerful abilities it doesn’t mean your any better than the rest of your fellow agents"

why did everyone see him as some Harry Potter character? he wasn’t a bother in training, he was a top agent, and he would still be all those things even if he wasn’t the world’s only known telekinetic.

Lugging himself out of bed he hauled himself out the door, down two flights of stairs, and into the big hall that took up a third of the icy castle that S.H.A.D.O.W headquarters was housed in

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"Hello, and thank you all for coming" Mister Wilkem Hammer strode up onto the temporary stage set up in the center of the room

"now we have a few things to discuss in this meeting, mainly some changes we're planning on making, few announcements, and id also like to address some rumors that have been going around" he continued on about the changes; a renovation to the northern wing that will open up garage space, a donation box for agents in the field, Magnus probably would have heard more of it, were it not forth intervention of, Harris Hamilton, better known at S.H.A.D.O.W as

"Shakespear!" Magnus said seeing his friend butting through the crowd to get over,

"Alpine?" Harris said smirking "I didn’t think you’d actually come, you usually think these things are, how do you say it?"

"huh, well I still think there a non-educating boring waste of my time, but your the whos named Shakespeare, why can’t you have a better memory for words?" he grinned Harris's code name was something of a joke, because Harris had a great memory for details, but never literature

"ah well, I suppose there’s nothing I can do about it" Harris answered shrugging "so are you paying attention, I’m not"

"kinda, but not all that much with you talking in my ear"

"ok, ok, but you’re the one who doesn’t care"

it looked like Hammer was nearly done, he had started talking about the rumors and that usually signaled that he was finished, people were starting to disperse,

"and last of all id like to welcome a new member to the Acadamy" he put his hand out to the right of the stage as a girl walked up and stood facing the crowd,

From where he was Magnus didn’t have a very good view of the stage, from what he could see she looked to be roughly sixteen, and 5'5, (though if asked Magnus in all honestly would tell you he was rubbish at guessing heights and ages in that miraculous way that some people do) as I said before Magnus could see very little of her and the only striking feature he could remember (if say someone were to ask him what she looked like) was that she had rather bright yellow hair, not the "blonde" color you may be thinking of but indeed a very bright yellow.

“Please join me in formally welcoming Valya, Barinove”

Strange, Mjolnir didn’t usually give new agents a big fancy welcome.

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