The sun rose on Beverly Hills on a beautiful Wednsday morning. The streets were slowly coming to life, trash cans were being put out, birds were chirping away, filling the air with sweet music, and here and there, joggers were returning home after a few hours of fitness. One such person with shoulder-length blond hair was just walking up the front path to the villa that she shared with her friends.
As she walked in the door, she was greated by one of her roommates. She was sitting on the couch watching the news.
"Morning Clover. I thought that you were still asleep. We usually do our jogging together and on Sundays." she said as she wiped the sweat off her forehead and joined her on the couch.
"Yeah Sam, but don't you know? The Miss Fitness Contest is being held next week. The fittest gal in Bev. Hills gets first prize!"
"YAWN. And let me guess; You've entered." said another girl in dark skin who was leaning on the backrest.
"That's right Alex. From now until the contest, Atlas will look like a frat boy next to me!"
It was then that one of the cusions in the couch slid away and a powerful suction pulled the girls in and they found themselves sliding down a long dark chute. They all fell into the office of their boss Jerry, the head of WHOOP, the spy agency that they secretly worked for.
The missione that he wanted to talk to them about involved..
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