Prologue

15 years ago

It was late at night, and Cassie was in her room balcony, with her long red-hair in a cute braid, with a party dress on. Looking down to the guests that were arriving at her mansion to celebrate Cassie’s seventh birthday. 

Cassie used to think that the world was magic. That her life was one long party that never ended. 

She used to think her parents gave her everything. She never asked where it came from, though. 

She loved her family dearly. She loved how she had gotten the same red-hair as her dad and jade-green eyes like her mom. 

She adored them so much… she couldn’t see who they really were. Until it was too late.

Her parents had enemies. Or maybe … they were SOMEONE ELSE’S enemies. 

“Donna, get Cassie out of here.” Said Cassie’s dad, grabbing a pistol out of his pocket and giving Cassie’s mom another pistol he had gotten out of his other pocket. 

“Yes, sir.” Said Cassie’s nanny, Amira, AKA Donna, grabbing Cassie by her hands. 

“Wait!” Said Cassie, trying to break free from Amira’s grip. Trying to go to her parents. But it was useless. 

The house was already collapsing from all the fire, gunshots and all the dead people scattered all around the place. Cassie held on tight to Amira, as Amira picked her up and ran towards the safe room.

It was a massacre. From all the thousands and thousands of people that came to celebrate Cassie’s birthday party. Cassie and Amira were the only ones that got left behind. 

Cassie couldn’t stop crying. She now had lost everything she had. Her mom, her dad, all her family, her house, her HOME. She lost it all in the blink of an eye.

After there was no sound of gunshots, Amira took careful steps to look around. But Cassie was getting impatient, so she got out first, not listening to her nanny call her name. 

When she saw nothing but dead bodies and ashes, she collapsed into tears. She tried to find her parents, but failed miserably. She lost everything and everyone. 

“Come with me, Cassie,” said Amira, hugging and consoling the crying, now 7-year-old girl from behind. 

“My parents..” said Cassie, with a breaking voice, and tears falling, “They’re all gone.” Said Cassie crying even harder.

Amira grabbed Cassie by her arms, and turned Cassie to face Amira. 

Amira wasn’t crying at all, in fact, she had a stoic expression, “We must make you strong, Cassie,” said Amira, putting her hands on Cassie's little shoulders, “Stronger than they were.”

“Strong like you?” Cassie asked, all innocently. Cassie thought that out of everyone she knew, her nanny was the strongest.

“I am strong in order to protect the children under my care. And I can teach you,” said Amira, softening her gaze, “How to protect other children like you.”

“To protect others like me…” said Cassie, looking at the dead people and the burned house. She didn’t want any other kid like her to go through the same thing, “Show me,” said Cassie, turning to look at her nanny, tears still falling, but with a brave face on. 

Present day

Cassie spent the next fifteen years at ESNA… building her strength..

ESNA stands for Elite Secret Nanny Academy. The location? Confidential. Only people with high connections or people from the Mafia knew this place even existed. 

Mrs. Amira Oakley took her in. Adopted her. Raised her. Trained her. Now Amira was the new Headmistress of ESNA. And Cassie, after waiting for fifteen years, finally felt ready for her first assignment.