A New Agent

By Little Lighting Bolt

AN: This is a combination of the movie and the comics. Basically because I think Abe has a personality that's more fun to write with in the comics and I'd like to make Kroenen talk. Oh and I love Rodger too much to leave him out of this :D. Just can't get enough of fish boy and the guy without pants. :) :) :)Anyway, enjoy!

New York City, Wednesday 2:17 A.M.

A tiny figure hidden underneath a coat large enough to make a tent out of covered the girl. Wisps of curly hair peeked out from the hood but the darkness of the alley way made it too hard to tell what color they were. The eyes were hidden and the knees drawn tightly in.
No one even noticed as the figure let a single feminine gloved hand out and made a small come hither gesture up towards the sky.
They did notice, however, when a billboard over a hundred feet up suddenly twisted itself…

B.P.R.D Headquarters, Thursday 11:36 A.M

Manning looked over at the papers on his desk about recent paranormal and unusual activity all over the world. The stacks had to weigh at least 25 pounds each. Just looking at them made him wish he hadn't forgotten to bring a new box of fresh cigars to the office this morning knowing he had already used the last one the night before when he saw the stacks for the third day in a row. Usually one to want to get things done as fast and effectively as possibly, he wasn't in the mood to look over the same things he had read a million times before.
'Sea Creature in Local Lake'

'Ghosts in Suburban Home'

'Haunted House in Chino'

'Aliens in Area 51, Again'

'Vampires in Transylvania'

In the business of paranormal investigation, it was same old, same old. He pushed himself away from his mahogany desk that was like the warden to his office prison. Ever since Professor Broom had died, it was if all his responsibilities had tripled. He still got to go on TV, but now he had to more than just yell at people. Now he had to actually work, and think. He thought about quitting but knew he wouldn't, the pay was too good and the benefits too great to pass up. Besides, he was kind of getting used to the big red monkey, though he wouldn't admit it even if he was on his death bed. It was then he remembered that HB had a small supply of cigars. Maybe he'd be willing to give up just one…

"Mr. Manning? I think you might want to see this."

Manning looked up to see his small secretary holding a file in her arm. It didn't look like there was a whole lot inside of the manila folder.

"What another Bigfoot sighting? Or let me guess, Nessie and the aliens are having a party in Big Ben?"

"No Mr. Manning", the waif girl struggled to keep the folder and the coffee cup in her hand balanced while trying to keep her oversized glasses from slipping off her face, "Professor Corrigan brought it up saying that you need to read it immediately. You weren't in yet and so I looked at it. Um, it's pretty freaky. Even for us."

Manning let out a huge sigh of frustration, "Let me see the damn thing."

The file was filled with newspaper articles, small ones. As if no one had noticed that they were very close in detail. Billboards splitting themselves in half and twisting themselves a full 360 degrees. A window in a department store just bursting open. Huge dumpsters just turning themselves over.

"Get Carrigan."

"Yes sir."

Fifteen minutes later, Professor Carrigan was inside of Manning's office sitting in a very comfortable chair.

"Ghosts again?" Manning asked as he lit up the cigar he had had his secretary get from Hell boy.

"How can it be?" Kate Carrigan kept her cool; a calm air surrounding her as if she knew she knew more than you ever could, but in a nice way, "Ghosts stay in a single general area. Usually no more than a single room or home. But these are happening all over New York City. Mostly in places near alleys and always at night. I think we're dealing with a telekinetic here. And probably one that's a vagrant."

"That a nice way of saying we've got a homeless psychic who has a thing for making things go boom?"

"Pretty much. I say we send HB and Abe to check it out."

"I say we have them hog tie it."

"For all we know it could be a kid just like Liz was. Scared and alone."

"Alright then. Liz goes too. And so do you."

"What!"

"Your right, Rodger needs to see something besides ruins. He goes too."

"YOU'RE CRAZY!"

"Ehh. Actually, if it's not completely insane we could always have it join us."

"Manning, what's gotten into you?"

"I just have this feeling. Weird feeling."

"Like what?"

"Like we may have just stumbled up on something really important."

Kate got up and walked towards the door.

"I'll go tell HB and the others to get ready. You've changed Manning."

"Whatever. And if you guys happen to pass by a good cigar shop, pick me up a box of good ones. I'm out and that monkeys are crap."

"That's why he smokes cigarettes. Says those cigars had to have been made in a paper factory."

"Think he's right."

Carrigan chuckled to herself and walked out of Manning's office, shutting the door behind her. Manning sighed and sat down in his chair. He opened one of the drawers and took out a black folder. Inside was a black and white picture of a young woman with curly hair and large bright eyes. It had to have been at least 60 years old. Beside it was a more modern color photo of a girl who looked strikingly similar to the woman in the black and white photograph. She was caught looking over her shoulder, as if making sure she wasn't being followed. She never knew she had had her photo taken. A huge black overcoat covered her short frame and shadows hid most of her body, but not her face. Curley snow white hair blew from a gust of wind and rainbow colored patches made up her skin color. Her eyes were clear like pools of silver. So clear that they acted as a mirror and had reflected back the cement on the sidewalk as she entered the alley.

"Finally found you Redde."

AN: Well, that's the end of Chapter 1. Who are the two women and why does Manning care? All questions will be answered...

Then agin I might just decided to change the story halfway through. :) Cause I can:P ( I would never do that though).

-L.L.B