The Secret Life of Leah Leon
"Operation: Night-Night Fox commence," said a calm, collected voice at the dead of night. However no one heard it in the drowning of silence. No one except a shadow, an agent of the night. "Roger, Agent Lion is leaving the nest. Going into Fox territory," replied the shadow quieter than a mouse. A second later no one noticed but a female teenager steps out of the shadow as inconspicuous as possible and starts heading to the abandoned warehouse. When she reached her destination, Agent Lion headed into the building next to it and positioned herself to have a bird's eye view of the dealings inside of the warehouse. She put on her night vision goggles. Agent Lion had eyes on the drug deal about to go down, she prepared her grappling hook then made her entrance by zip lining into the window continuing into a roll. As she shattered the glass, the assilents inside were nothing but shocked, unable to do anything to this new intruder. Which gave her time to throw a smoke bomb. Kaboom! Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa! The smoke clearing left only one visible person standing. "Mission Complete". . .
"Good morning Leah, it's good to see you." Mr. Benjamin said. "You look to be in a good mood."
"Good Morning Mr. Benjamin!" said Leah Leon with a smile that seemed a tad too big this early in the morning. " I am always in a good mood when I walk into your classroom!" Mr. Benjamin sighed. He looked towards his most cheerful and loudest student, with obvious tiredness. She seemed impossibly energetic for a teenager at 7:30 in the morning, unlike the rest of his zombie class. "Will there ever be a day when you walk into my class with a bad mood," Mr. Benjamin said with a pinch of sarcasm. Leah Leon walked with a bounce in her step as she headed towards her seat, the silent stealth of her daydream quietly fading away as she made her boisterous entrance, her voice booming throughout the room and her steps clearly audible. "I highly doubt that will happen," Leah replied. "This is the third year you have me in your class so you should know by now how improbable that is."
Leah Leon sat at her seat in front of her computer. "Remember to finish your notes on the synthesizer videos," Mr. Benjamin said. "Watcha mean, I already finished my notes ages ago. What I have right now is freetime!" Sarah replied enthusiastically. She continues on to her computer, puts on headphones and starts blasting music. Silence is non-existent in her presence. Later Mr. Benjamin tried to get Leah's attention, so he asked, "Leah, please take off your headphones." It wasn't until a couple more tries that Leah takes off her headphones. "What do you want Mr. Benjamin!" Mr. Benjamin sighs then responds, "Just wanted to let you know we have a new assignment tomorrow and you're not old enough to lose your hearing." Leah giggles. "I'm still young Mr. Benjamin. I was just too into my music and my headphones may have been just a smidge too loud." Leah then goes back into minding her own business while reading My Hero Academia: Vigilantes manga.
. . . "This is dispatcher, calling any nearby police officers to the corner of Henry and Hill Street. There is currently a 281 in progress." No one would suspect that the teen walking down the street with headphones on, was listening to the police radio, instead of music. However, no one also realized that this teen is the country's most wanted vigilante, the elusive veiled lioness. There is no clue to the vigilante' s identity, the only known fact that the police have is that the vigilante always wears a black hoodie and a lion mask with a voice modifier. They always leave before the police show up with no evidence to their identity left behind, with only a criminal knocked out and the victim to tell the story.
In a dark alley, a robbery was taking place and a shady figure with a knife in hand threatened: "Give me all your money and no one gets hurt." As the robbery was in action, a dark figure was running to the scene silently as to sneak up on the robber unexpectedly. When they were close enough that they dropped kicked the criminal. Sadly the criminal was not knocked out yet, but it did give space and time for the victim to escape to a public place to call for help. As the criminal tried to stand up again, veiled lioness decided to go in for the criminal's pressure points to end the fight quickly and silently. Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa. Thump. The criminal became unconscious and fell over with a loud thump. Right after the fight ended, the veiled lion picked up on the police dispatcher that they were heading her way on her headphones. She left as silently as she came. . .
"Come on Leah, the bell just rang. We need to get to our next class!" Leah jerked her head up. "You don't want to be late," said her classmate that was ready to go. "Okie dokie artichokie, let's blast off!" Leah exclaimed. Nick, her classmate, dead on looked at her and said, "Leah, we are not Team Rocket." Leah then looked at him with one of the biggest smiles she could muster and exclaimed, "But if we were I call dibs on being Meow!" He ignored her and they headed out of the classroom, but then split to head in different directions.
They're so damned lacking in excitement, thought Leah Leon, taking her seat in her second period class; they look so dead to the world. Leah took her seat and said, "Good morning, Mr. Hendricks." Her teacher then looked at her and asked, "Is it a good morning?" Leah replied, "Well, I think it is, I'm here so, so far so good." Leah always had a positive way of looking at life, never taking the little things for granted. She then took out her notebook, pencil, and calculator, all to get prepared for some physics. Once the class started filling up and the bell rang, it was time to start class.
When she started to do some physic work, with the calculator in hand, Sarah Crowell began to wonder what the difficulty level was for the other problems Mr. Hendricks had told the class to complete. He had told them, multiple times, before he had assigned the work that it wasn't the equations that were difficult but the application of them. In a way Leah hated these workday's in physics. It was so hard to keep her attention span on the textbook. What equation should she use, Newton's Laws? No, conservation of energy, work equations, potential energy, kinetic energy, friction force, or was it the distance formula? But she would just ask her friend. "It was what-you-call equation." They would say. "Don't you remember what-you-call equation from the notes?" A classmate then started talking about the Pink Panther.
. . . "Inspector Jacques Clouseau, Have you any clues on the new Pink Panther case?" Chief Inspector Dreyfus was worried that even his best inspector could solve the case that left the nation clueless. "The higher-ups are starting to put pressure on us to get this case solved." The inspector looked up at him disheartened and said, "I'm sorry sir, but I got nothing. This has to be the hardest case I've ever seen. It's almost as if the diamond grew legs and walked away. I would even believe you if you said a ghost took it. I might be the best detective but even this case got me stumped." The inspector then sighed in defeat. No one ever knew that on the other side of town, a girl sat in her room and said, " I never thought stealing a diamond would be so easy. It only takes just a little bit of stealth." Muhahaha. She laughed evilly. . .
Something struck her shoulder. " Do you understand this problem?" Asked her classmate. "I'm not really sure, I think we're supposed to be using the conservative energy laws because that's what Mr. Hendricks wants us to use, because he says they are easier once you start understanding them. I think we could also solve this using Newton's Laws. However, we're not supposed to really be using them this chapter despite that fact." Leah Leon then continued to ramble, not really getting to the point of the equation. Her classmate soon gave up, but Leah did not stop talking until she realized no one was listening. The bell then rang.
She went out through the classroom doors that led into the chaos of the hallways. Everyone rambunctious like her to leave class, only to enter a new one. The chaos enters her mind through sound waves that are created by the steps of her fellow peers. She continued on being one of the many to add to the chaos that's contained inside the school. . . Leah Leon was one genius Mastermind. She was the creator of the chaos or the bystander always watching the people flock, never participating. And that's just how she spent her days. Living life silently on the side. Silent and unnoticed she goes by; Stealthy and invisible to everyone's eyes. Leah Leon the Ghost, unknown to all.