Yet another Vega Story, this time he's a government agent, Ggio/Mila, Tes/Sun
Rated M for Violence, Language, and Sexual Content
I do Not Own Bleach
Trust In You
Ever since Ggio Vega was a young boy he always wanted to be one thing, an agent of the C.I.A, sometimes during his youth he would watch movies where agents jumped out of exploding cars in midair and shooting at criminals, and that is something that he always wanted to do. It has been a month since he became an official member, and it took him that long to see that real life was much different than the movies.
It was the same mundane thing over and over, after waking up in the morning alone then he walked to his shower and took a quick ten minute one. After getting dressed and loading his gun, grabbing his badge, next came breakfast, which often consisted of a two pieces of toast. Ggio walked out of his house and observed the neighborhood, "Sometimes I wonder when, when will this world wake up."
It seemed that every day in the life of Ggio Vega was the same, it seemed that way because it was. Ggio unlocked his car door and stepped in, strapped on his seat belt and drove off to work, to pass the time he turned on his car radio, after a turning the knob a bit the static voice got clearer.
"We warn all residents to be on the look out for an escaped criminal, the suspect's name is Slater , and is considered extremely unstable, if you see him do not approach him, but find a safe place and call 911 immediately." Ggio turned off the radio, "yeah right, the cops will magically show up and arrest him, and everyone will live happily ever after, bullshit, if only they knew how it really worked."
The C.I.A building looked like a pretty normal building, it only had three stories but it covered a pretty wide area, Ggio found his parking space and his car came to a screeching halt. On his way to the building a group of men approached Ggio, they were with the agency as well, but in Ggio's eyes they were known as assholes.
"Hey Vega what are you gonna do today? Are you gonna walk into a meth lab with two Uzis and take it down, or are you gonna stop a terrorist threat while disarming a nuke?" The reason they said all those things was because on the first day of police training, Ggio was a bit too excited and bragged, "man just watch in two days I'm gonna be killing terrorist and saving countries."
After taking a deep breath, Ggio walked away from the dynamic duo and responded with, "So Shawlong, Roy you two gonna have a little victory fuck or are you saving it for later, or maybe you can complain to the chief like the little fairies you are." Roy grabbed Ggio's shoulder and yelled back, "fuck off Vega, you're a disgrace to this entire force and your suspension should back that up."
"Yeah whatever," Ggio walked away, but two months ago the concrete would have been soaking up Roy's blood, and Shawlong would be begging for mercy. But since his suspension Ggio has learned to control his anger, the anger that would usually get the better of him and make him do rash things, it has been a month since he got angry.
The police station was as busy as ever, phones were ringing, people were yelling, and people were typing on their computers. It was then that Ggio heard a familiar voice, "Vega in my office, now!" Ggio sighed and rolled his eyes, "what is it chief Luisenbarn?" "Vega, I've had several complaints about your actions, do you have any knowledge about these complaints?"
With a bit of hesitation Ggio took the forms and looked them over, some guy complained about breaking his finger when Ggio tackled him to the ground, and some other guy complained that Ggio shot him for now apparent reason." After reading them Ggio clapped his hands once and asked, "So what now chief am I going to be suspended again, because I seriously need this job."
Even though he just admitted it, Ggio is holding back a bit, not only does he need this job; this job is the only thing he has. If he loses this job the apartment goes too, as does the car, and everything else that means something to him. The chief thought for a moment and then spoke, "You're not getting suspended, and you're getting a new partner."
That was a first, Ggio hasn't had a partner for a long time, the first partner he had, had a nervous break down and had to quit the force, and the second one he had was shot and kill outside of the job, since then Ggio hasn't had a partner. "So where is my new partner?" Barragan called in someone and soon the door opened and a young man walked in.
The man was in a normal cloths, his hair was a sort of dirty blonde hair, and was maybe a little over twenty, "Hello my name is Tesla Nikola." Ggio shook his hand, and then Barragan did the same, "Tesla was sent to us by a neighboring agency, with a recommendation, it said that he was a very reliable man and a good addition to our department."
The two men walked out of the station after getting their assignment briefing, normally the chief wouldn't give an assignment like this two someone like Ggio but since Tesla was also on the mission, it seemed right. All they had to do was attempt to get close to a drug lord and take him down from the inside, it seemed easy enough, as long as Ggio could keep his suicidal tendencies under control.
"So Tesla, why did you get into the agency for?" Tesla got into the car and then answered, "I got in it to see if I had what it takes to, take action, you know take control of something, like a human life." Ggio chuckled and started the car, "So you got in to see if you could fire a gun at someone, or to see if you can win in a fight," Tesla grinned a bit, "yeah all my life I've been put down by something, but now, that's all over."
(Elsewhere) Three men stood in front of a desk, another was kneeling down in front of the same desk, and another man was sitting behind the desk. "Sir, I believe we got the rat that's been leaking information to the police, one of the three men pulled a bag off the head of the kneeling man, and "this is him, so can I shoot him?"
"No, Please, Grimmjow don't shoot me, I'm not the rat trust me, Mr. Stark you have to believe me, I'm not the rat." The man that sat on the desk looked at his two closer associates, "Nnoitra, Grimmjow, you know that I trust you completely, but I'm afraid that there's one problem." Stark pulled out a gun and put a bullet into the head of the third standing man.
"Search him," Nnoitra dug into the man's pockets and found a piece of paper, after he read it he said, "yeah he's a con man, must've been hired by the C.I.A." The kneeling man looked up happily, "so you're not going to kill me then?" Stark looked away, "I'm sorry but I can't have a crybaby in my organization, Grimmjow kill him," Grimmjow took out a gun, "no please-," *Bang.*
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