Hi! I am JustineElla2, or JE2 for short. This is my partner The Creepy-Psyco-Loner(hi!) We have written a A.U. Fanfiction for the 2003 series. And here it is! We own nothing but the plot and idea! Enjoy and review!

(7/15 just fixed the spelling and grammar errors. Sorry about that -_-''')

Prologue: Setting the board.

"Life is like Chess, with Struggle, Competition, Good and Ill Events."

Benjamin Franklen

June 15, 16 years ago

14:23:48

"Sir, target has exited the Nest, permission to engage in following?"

"No need. I plan on going alone."

"Yes, Agent Bishop."

John Bishop switched off the walkie talkie, setting it down in the passengers seat. He then sat back in the Dark Cadillac, attentive to every detail beyond the alley he was parked in, into the road in front of him. His eyes narrowed behind dark shades. Two years. Two years for him to finally get the idea that T.C.R.I. Was worth his personal, undivided attention. When it was first brought to his attention, he had few worries. It was a minority Insitude in Manhatten, created two years prior due to its removal of its previous facility, in Tokyo. It was never featured on any news channels in the country since it's transfer, no crimes connected with the Facility and no transfer or intern workers ever mentioned to have worked there.

And the second Bishop found all that out, he knew instantly that The Techno Cosmic Research Institude, was worthy as a threat.

He had had the best hackers and Computer Technicians that were at his disposal to break into the virtual Part of the institute; the firewalks and virtual shields had been fortified so much, they had no chance of breaking it. That had taken a year to figure out on its own.

Then last year, he sent agents in to do undercover work on the facilty asking around the city of Manhatten for information. He soon realized that there was no information to be found. No workers, no story's and worst of all... no traces.

When he had left the desert in Nevada, in an Area known to to the public as Area 51, he only had one agent accompany him. He didn't want them to get suspisious if several Helichopters full of American Agents suddenly wanted to know all about the Institude. No, he needed a discreet, silent mission to be carried out in order to fully know the secrets of T.C.R.I..

The walkie talkie next to him crackled to life, Agent Jonas Finn's voice calmy stating, " Sir, the target is approaching to your checkpoint. Permission to access city surveillance for clear visual on target?" "Permission Granted." Bishop said, slowly begining to exit the ally way, before parking half a mile up the street. There were several reasons he chose Jonas to accompany him to the city alone. Jonas was raised in the city, he knew the ways and rules of the both down and uptown parts. He was also no stranger to tracking, both virally and visually. He was also one of the few agents who Bishop trusted with his back And missions of this level.

"The target is coming up your street, sir. Dark van, green lettering, can't be missed." Jonas confirmed before the said vehicle zoomed passed Bishop on the road. He pulled out of parking, tailing the van. Finn continued to communicate via walkie talkie, giving him the right roads to turn to. After a few minutes though, Jonas swore violently "John-!"

John Bishop slammed on the brake, an Instant before the van in front of him swerved to the side, so violently that it's back doors opened, and something bright green flew out. He placed the green object in the back of his mind as he continued to follow the van, at breakneck speed.

"Finn, what the hell was that?" He snarled. The radio crackled back to life, Jonas answering," A blind man walked across the street." Bishop scowled. "Not funny, Finn." He said. Finn protested. "No, dude, I'm dead serious! A blind man tried to walk across the street and this kid-"

A sound enacted from the walker talkie, albeit further away. Bishop for a second swore it was "Anyway you want it". He raised an eyebrow critically, unimpressed.

"Hold on sir... It's my fiancé ." Jonas muttered. The was a slight shuffling before his voice sounded up agin. "Hey Rachael...nows not a good time... No see I'm in the middle of a mission with John-"

Bishop tuned out the radio, blocking Finns voice. He turned back to the van... Only it was gone. For a second Bishop kept driving considering this a mistake. After a another second, he pulled into the side of the road, before reaching over and Turing the radio back on.

"Yeah, I love you too Rach... Mmmmhm can't wait eithe-"

"Finn."

In that one word, spoken so quietly, yet full of authority, Bishop knew that Jonas was now terrified. "Sir?" He asked. " Jonas where is our target?" There was silance, aside from a few clicks of a keyboard on the other end of the radio. "... Target has disappeared from visual, sir." Finn quietly affirmed.

Bishop was silent, wondering the best ways to kill the man, before stating the obvious- "Finn, you are fired." Before switching off the radio. And driving back to the base. Then he remembered something. Something that was just the evidence he needed...

... But why of all places that it had to have been down a sewer?

Bishop had gotten down the manhole minutes ago, a few blocks away son no one would get suspicious. After several minutes of walking down the dark, damp sewers, he finally found the green object... And five small creatures beside it.

The canister was made of now broken, glass and metal, it's green substance now spilled out onto the rodent and reptiles near by. The grey rat was gathering up the four green turtles into a coffee can, unmindful the green ooze coating them. Bishop got down on his knee, studying the creatures closer. What was left of the green substance was now no doubt in the turtles now, he had to find out what it was. The instant he got close though, the rat seemed to sense his presence, and started to hiss angrily.

Bishop considered shooting the damn rodent, but knew he had to make sure that his real prize, the ooze cover turtles, weren't damaged. So he did something so simple at the time, yet it had a big reaction later. He reached forward and grabbed one of the reptiles.

The second his hand closed around the turtle, the rat buried his small fangs and claws into his wrist. He jerks his hand back, still holding The reptile. He placed his hand on his now bloody wrist before standing up and walking away from the rodent and it's can. He opened his fist to see the turtle, which in his mind looked slightly confused. He shook his head berating himself for have such thoughts, before heading back to the surface, to head to the labs. He was going to find out what had T.C.R.I. Had created, and it was all thanks to the tiny turtle he held in his palm.

"John, what exactly do you expect the green substance do have done to T9142?" Finn asked in confusion. He had been shocked when Bishop had come to in-fire him (he had just finished cleaning out his workspace for gods sake!) but had been baffled when he had Been ordered to the labs to test the turtle, now dubbed T9142.

That had been a 15 hours ago, and all they had heard from the scientist on duty was a very panicky "STAY. NEARBY." And they had. Thank god for the vending machines or they(Finn) would have starved.

The door opened and Bishop shot to his feet, Finn following slower with a yawn. A woman in a lab coat was looking very nervous as she eyed the two men. "Bishop sir." She said, quickly shooting a salute before, motioning to the door. "Follow me."

Both men followed her quick pace to lab 17#. She open a keypad and quickly led them in. "We weren't sure at first if we were correct... But we think it is permanent and maybe even grow as the time passes." "Wait the TURTLE?" Finn asked. The scientist turned to glare at him, fixing her glasses. "YES, of corse I'm talking about Project T9142." Then she turned and halted the men in front of a tall cylinder glass container. "And here it is." She muttered, but the two men were busy staring at the creature.

It still looked like a turtle, but a lot bigger, the size of a one year old. It was also still on four legs, but to Finns astonishment, he watched as it tried to STAND. It wobbled for a few seconds before going on all fours once more and starting over again. After a few minutes of silence, save for the grunts from the turtles attempt, the turtle realized it was not alone, and padded over to there side of the glass encasement.

It stopped in front of them, and as it stared at them all in innocent curiosity, the scientist whispered, " At first we weren't sure, but T9142 WAS getting more intelligent from its contact with T.C.R.I.s substance." Bishop ignored her, glaring at the creature in front of him, it was staring intently at him, it's expression almost... at peace. Like it was safe, despite all the terrible things that could be in the near future for him.

"Shall I prepare the Dissection board, Bishop sir?" The lab coat lady asked, sounding overly excited. Bishop was silent for a few minutes, before turning to her, and said something even he could hardly believe came out of his mouth. "No, I'm going to train him."

Total silence came from both Finn and the lady, before Bishop continued, "If it does grow more intelligent, then it can be trained, like any other solider would Be." He started walking away, while both Still stared at him. "I want a room prepared for the creature, fit for any Other toddler. The subject and matter at hand is enclosed from any other personal not connected to the creatures development at this time. Am I clear?" He asked. The scientist snapped her mouth shut. "B-but sir! If we dissect the creature NOW, we could found out so much more About What TCRI has created!" Bishop turned to her, before stating coldly, "I gave an order. I expect it done, and done NOW." His voice had a deadly edge that sent the woman pale. She nodded, a quick "yes sir", before walking away to inform her collages.

Bishop walked out a stunned Finn following him. "John, are you out of your mind?!" He whispered. "We need to kill that little demon before it gets out of hand!" Bishop turned to face him, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "No, we are keeping the turtle alive, because of its potential." Finn gaped at him. "What potential?! What the hell do you think you can do to that turtle to make it have potential?!" Bishop turned back around, before opening the doors to the waiting room. He turned to Finn before exiting, stating his plans for the creature he had found, and that was now in his possesion.

"I'm going to raise that turtle, as a solider."

A.n. OH No! Bishop has a turtle?! Which one?! DX

Well, you guys won't find out, until the next update! Hahaha!

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JE2/ The Creepy-psyco - Loner