Goodbye Opuss! Goodbye, goodbye, Time does fly. There were those days, When I had the time. To express my thoughts. To wonder around Opuss's courts, But now these exams, Have cut my time short. I don't want to go, But I'm too busy to cope. So goodbye dear Opussia, Let your land flow. I wish you all well, And thank you for supporting me when I fell. Goodbye!

Song: Differentiated. Hey there mister, I'm no one to underestimate, I'll do what I want, What I like I'll take. I live in the darkness, I don't play games, But if I wanted to, I could effortlessly escape the blame... Because I'm the one, Who is prepared to take risks, I'm the one, Who has a poisonous kiss. Because I'm the one, Who is the dagger to be plunged, I'm the one, Who is ready to lunge. What can I say? Looks can be deceiving, I may look innocent, But you have no idea of the dreams I'm dreaming. Lights fade, But shine upon my face, Let me hold you hand, Let my flavour come to your taste. Because I'm the one, Who is prepared to take risks, I'm the one, Who has a poisonous kiss. Because I'm the one, Who is the dagger to be plunged, I'm the one, Who is ready to lunge. (bridge) Living on the higher side, Where you dreams come alive. Touching places, You shouldn't touch. Guilty pleasure, Is all I clutch. Because I'm the one, Who is prepared to take risks, I'm the one, Who has a poisonous kiss. Because I'm the one, Who is the dagger to be plunged, I'm the one, Who is ready to lunge.

NINA- Chapter 2 A helicopter glided down minutes later where the criminal had landed unconscious. Nina managed to climb onto the roof of the building, aware of the spikes that tricked her before. The sly man had placed them on purpose; Nina's bloody hands were still weak, stinging from the pain. Walking back on the roof, she ran and prepared to jump like a cat onto the next building where the team was already waiting for her. Gliding through the air like a predator after her prey, Nina landed onto the still icy roof, the team greeting her. "Good work agent" a voice sounded, that was so familiar to her. It was Nikolay, another experienced agent, that had been working with her for many missions. Smiling back, Nina said: "Always ready". Slapping Nikolay a high five, although not as hard as usual, her hands covered in now dried blood. "That guy sure knows how to trick you, and well, knowing you, that's not easy" Nikolay said, a tone of amusement showing through his Russian accent. Nina just gave him a stern look, and replied: "Come on, it's time to go back". With that, the other men of five, Nikolay, and Nina all climbed aboard the helicopter, the still unconscious man carried through, and strapped in. "So, that's one man down" Nikolay said, turning to face Nina. "We'll see if he's guilty first" answered back Nina, staring outside the window. "What did you think you just shot him for no reason?". "I shot him unconscious, not dead". "True. Well if he lies, we'll know, if he doesn't, we know too". Nina just nodded in agreement. If Nikolay, and all her other fellow agents wanted to be in real disguise- thought Nina- they would really have to work on hiding their accents. She was a natural, and as a child had moved from one country to another. It was all because of her Dad's job. First America- the land of dreams, then Germany- the country with which her homeland had been enemies with, for what Nina felt, not so long ago. And then of course Britain, where her family lived now, and she did too. Until her eighteenth birthday. Until she became a spy. It was the perfect profession for her. Knowing three languages, and being able to speak them all like her mother tongue, plus able to switch accents off and on successfully, as well as having a very sporty body, well she was ideal. The helicopter then landed on a very well camouflaged Russian, spy base. Except they weren't evil, they didn't want to capture the whole word, or destroy it, or do any harm. They weren't alcoholics like every country, and the people stereotypically think. No, they where only there to fight. And not fight good. But to fight evil. But sometimes the 'goodies' got the wrong idea. Sometimes, the 'goodies', assuming all Russian spy organisations are diabolical, attacked. Sometimes, this happened. And well, you decide who are the 'baddies' after all... #jojo98 #OfMonstersAndMen

NINA- Chapter 1 It was dark. And the moment Nina had been waiting for. Her manicured hand reached from under her black insulated leather jacket; a locket to be revealed. Opening it carefully, she smiled. Fourteen minutes past midnight. Every grain of time was ever so precisely correct. And looking back for the last time, she propelled her body into the darkness, dropping down onto the concrete, her army heels clamping to the ground. Nina had always loved drops. But with no further hesitations, her long, well trained legs ran. Past the tall, glass buildings, down the bridge, up the staircase, and through the abandoned alley. Soon enough she spotted the dark figure, cutting the corner at the stream, just as she was informed. Still running, now only a few paces behind, Nina reached for her trustworthy steel gun, ready to strike with the bullet. She was always confident, as her aim had never let her down before. But the figure was sly, attempting to climb the nearest building near him, reaching for the balcony rails as support. Nina followed him, grabbing the icy metal. It was so slippery and entwined in ice, which made it most inconvenient- but what can you expect from winter- thought Nina. Still the gun in her hand, Nina forced herself to climb. But the man was brisker than her, already reaching for the top. Nina gained speed, knowing this was her last chance. But as she placed her hands on top of the building, she didn't feel stone, she felt spikes. With a silent scream, Nina released her bloody hands from the spikes, and hooked them around the icy metal bars- which caused even more agony. But knowing she would either have to withstand the pain or fall to her death, Nina chose the first option. The black figure was already far in her sight, but not far enough for a bullet. Nina grabbed the gun that lay on the spikes still, and with her experienced, dark eyes focused, aiming at the man. Pulling the steel trigger, the bullet dived straight into the man's skin. And after a short cry, he fell to the ground. Nina then picked up her communicator and proudly informed: "Object B16 successfully unconscious". And with that her rouge lips formed into another smile. She had yet again accomplished another mission.

ATTENTION!! Hey guys, I know it's been AGES since I have wrote a chapter or a story, but I'll try to figure something out. And just to warn you, it's going to be probably going to be very similar to my old one, but with a more interesting plot! Hope you like it! Will post the first chapter later today! And a call out to #jojo98 -my best friend and new member to Opuss! Welcome Josie, and enjoy!