I inwardly sigh as I walk into my family home. I don't really like it home since I live alone but the organisation that I work for refer it as such. I live alone but I am closely monitored which sucks but it's been my life for many years.
Ten minutes ago, I received news that I have big case to work on for The Eye. They are a huge organisation run by criminals and they are honestly not the kids that you would want to associated with. Unfortunately my whole family are associated with them.
I come from a long line of serial killers which was obviously the perfect home to be born into. From the minute I was born, I was taught how to fight then at the age of seven, I was taught to kill. As part of training I would have to fight my own cousins and grown men until one of us was on the brink of death.
My father was captured by the BAU almost five years ago and he is currently serving a life sentence. I personally believe that he should have received the death penalty but that's America for you. My father was a very stupid man who fell into the traps set out by the BAU. I could have warned him but I chose not to because I hate him.
What differentiates me from my family is the fact that I am actually smart. I am a lot smarter than people think which is why The Eye took an interest in me. They tried to turn me into their personal hacker but I purposely failed my initiation test.
I never wanted to be part of this life. I'm currently working on an escape plan which might be a complete fail since the organisation are good at what they do.
"Here's your file." Samuel, the messenger announces as soon as walk into the living room.
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Samuel leaves the room once I open the file and I roll my eyes.
"The BAU." A smile graces my face as I think of the moment when Aaron Hotchner arrested my father. I was with my father that day and I was successfully able to blend in with the public as they took him away.
I plop my feet up on the coffee table as I begin reading through the profiles on the employees. It's quite ironic to think that profilers have been profiled without realising.
This is going to be fun.
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For the last three weeks, I have been attending Dr Spencer Reid's class as my alias, Valentine. Even though I am not enrolled at the college, I was able to enroll in the class which was great for me because several other students had done the same.
I created a basic identity to enrol. However, when I initiate contact with Dr Reid, I intend to create a full profile for my alias. To be fair, I didn't have much to give because I don't really have an identity myself. Only my birth mother is aware of my given name and only God knows what happened to her.
Since I have blonde hair, the Eye refer to me as Cinderella and that often changes depending on the look of my identities.
I place a small mirror infront of me as Spencer begins to wrap up the class for the day. I pout as I take a look at my short hair which was once to the middle of my back. I had to cut it short for this role and I even attended a makeup master class to help me look like the average college girl.
"Thank you guys, class dismissed." Spencer hurries to leave the class and I quickly pack up my things.
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"Hey Dr Reid, wait up." I call out to him as I jog over to him.
He stops and turns to face me as I come to a halt, a few feet away from him.
I immediately find myself entranced by his angular face, the pictures did him no justice.
"Hi, I'm Valentine. I was just in the class that you was teaching in."
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"Yeah, uh I remember." He says and I slightly smile at him as I remember that he has good memory. "What did you want?"
I almost roll my eyes as I spot the beautiful blonde that is JJ, looking at us curiously as I give him my million dollar smile. Over the course of the weeks, I've been having my teeth whitened just for this role.
"I was really interested in what you were teaching and it's not something that I can find as a course." I take a small step forward before stepping back, trying to appear nervous. "I would love to have you teach me. Actually, I would like if you could teach me more about it."
"Why are you so interested?" He gives me a curious look and I look away as I shrug my shoulders.
"My... uh my mother was a doctor who was doing a research on how having extra organs could affect your way of thinking and presumably leading you to do the unthinkable. Unfortunately she died before she could fully complete the research." I say with a sad smile, "I guess this kinda hits home."
"Spence!" JJ motions to her phone.
"I'm sorry for your loss." He says as they begin to make their way over to her her, Spencer turns back and hands me a card. "Take my card and drop me an email, I'm sure we can arrange something."
I give him a wide smile, "Thank you so much, Dr Reid. You really are saving lives."
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As soon as he drove off, I quickly got into my car and drove back to the apartment that I was staying at. Once I took off my ridiculous outfit, I tied my hair up before heading straight to my laptop.
I spend the next 4 hours hacking into hospital records to find a woman who could look the part. Once I found a woman I started editing her records so that my story could match with hers, I even went as far as tracking down the deceased woman's social media pages before photoshopping our images to make it look as if we are mother and daughter. This process took a long time because I had to make sure that nobody relevant knew of this women and if they did, I would have them taken care of.
Once I'm finished with the mother, I started finishing off my profile so that my current identity of Valentine Albertson would look more realistic. I knew that Reid would have Garcia check into who I am so I had to make sure that everything looked legit.
Luckily for me, The Eye are covering all the costs plus I'm really good at what I do.