The day was finally here. The New City School for Girls Olympics had been expected for a long time. Preparations were exhaustive, and security was no exception. A lot of girls had volunteered as “security guards”. They were allowed to wear the same uniform the rest of the girls were wearing, so in order to be identified by girls form the eight visiting schools they were issued permission to order peaked caps and special badges that read “school security”on them. They wanted security to be specifically tight this year, because Astrid, the girl that had lost the contest of Miss New City, the face of the event, had threatened the winner, Cynthia. Everybody knew she was a gang member, so when she said she woud kill Cynthia the head mistress took it rather seriously. She had already attempted to hurt her rival in front of everybody the day she lost. Although no one was positive on the fact that she was capable of killing, they took no chances. 12 girls from New City volunteered as guards, but around twenty from the other schools joined in. They wanted to be seen in order to dissuade the gang member form trying anything. To everyone’s relief (especially Cynthia’s), Astrid was nowhere to be seen.

The games had already started and all seemed well. Outside, though, Astrid lurked. Since the school took advantage of the event to make some money, they sold tickets to friends, family or whomever wished to attend. The head mistress was a bit ashamed about it, but that was why all of the uniforms for the various competitions were rather skimpy. Perverts always paid the asking price, after all. Six girls from Astrid’s gang had purchased tickets and had been assessing the situation all morning. Against all odds, she was going through with it. She really wanted to kill Cynthia. Since she had been banned form attending, she was forced to watch everything form behind the bushes surrounding the school. There was only so much she could see through her binoculars, though, and so she had ordered her gang ring her up to let her know when the coast was clear. After all, she had been spying on the meetings, had threatened some of the other girls for information, and had even stolen and copied all documents regarding security posts and procedures. She had come up with a plan. She hoped her girls were up to the task. At least, she knew they would give it their best shot.

The plan consisted on attacking and replacing six key girls from the security team in order to get as close as possible to Cynthia. She had, of course, targeted the ones who would escort Cynthia to the dressing room after the games.

The place was filled with people. They had to bevery careful. The numbers provided them with some cover, but at the same time the chances of being caught were greater. They had to be quick and assertive. She texted her gang. It was time to do it.

She directed her binoculars to the first target. She was a beautiful, tall, dark-skinned girl with brown hair. She was a tad muscular. She had been the most difficult one to find a replacement for, but they had managed. She knew from the stolen plans that her name was Diana and that she was a far less formidable opponent than she looked.