CAMERON IMMORTAL
-Cameron Texas Ranger-
Chapter One
Monday, September 30 1996 (12:37)
Texas Ranger Company D Headquarters, San Antonio
SARA HELLIC, FIELD CAPTAIN OF COMPANY D, STUDIED THE MAN STANDING ACROSS FROM HER. He was tall, with short dark hair and brown eyes. Simple, nondescript suit: standard white shirt with a black tie and black jacket. "So, you're here from the DEA?" Hellic said after a moment.
"Yes, Ma'am," the man answered. "I'm here to assist with your work against the Fidalin Drug Cartel."
"Yes, so it says here," Hellic held up a piece of paper. "Well this is being headed by McFaulin, she should be around her somewhere,... Judy!" After a moment the door opened and a women stuck her head in the room.
"Yes Captain?" she said.
"Is McFaulin in?"
Judy nodded. "I believe so."
"Good. Introduce her to Agent Stark here, he's been sent from the DEA to help with the Cartel."
"Yes Captain," Judy looked at the DEA operative. "If you'll come with, Agent."
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Cordell Walker sidestepped his assailant. The other man quickly spun around the two circled each other. "You can't win," he said.
"I won't let you do this," Walker countered. The two of them stood on a catwalk about seven feet above the ground. The man drew a knife and charged the Texas Ranger, but Walker was able to grab his arm and knock the weapon out of his hand. Then Walker punched him in the face, sending him to the ground. The man rolled over and grabbed his knife. He stood, turned around to face Walker again, just in time to receive a roundhouse kick to the face.
"I can't believe you watch this crap," Ranger Sergeant Richard Haborn said to fellow Ranger Jose Soto. Rick had light hair that was almost but not quite blond. He was a rather large man, and tended to look intimidating because of it. It was debatable whether the badge on his chest increased or decreased this. The two men were in a large room filled with several desks. Jose sat at his desk watching a TV, with the other Ranger standing behind him.
"I mean, I've seen a few episodes of this show, and I can say with complete certainty that it bears no resemblance to what we do," Rick looked around the room. "Hey, McFaulin," he called out to a women sitting at her desk on the other side of the room, "back me up on this!"
McFaulin looked up. "Let me guess," she called out, "He's watch 'Walker, Texas Farce' again," McFaulin put the report she had been reading on her desk, then walked over to her fellows. She was about medium height, somewhat on the petite side, and had brown hair and eyes. The three Rangers watched the TV screen for a moment. "Okay," McFaulin said, "so what's going on."
Jose shifted in his chair. He had dark hair and brown skin. "Well," he said, "there's this young boy with some kind of powers, and it looks like he's going to be the next Dalai Lama. Anyway, someone is trying to kill him, so Walker is protecting him, his mother, and this monk who found him."
"The next Dalai Lama, with special powers, are you fucking kidding me?" McFaulin shook her head.
Judy walked into the room, followed by the DEA Special Agent. "What's wrong?" Judy asked.
"Oh, Soto is watching W,TF again," Rick answered. "Who's this?" he asked looking at Stark.
"I'm from the DEA," the man answered. "I'm here to assist with the Fidalin Drug Cartel."
At the mention of the Cartel Rick stiffened, the slight smile disappearing from his face.
"Captain Hellic has assigned him to work with you," Judy told McFaulin after a moment.
"Right, thank you Judy," The female Ranger said. She gave Rick's arm a slight squeeze, then stepped away. Meanwhile Stark went over to look at the TV screen.
"What is this?" he asked curiously.
"An idiotic show called 'Walker, Texas Farce'," McFaulin answered, folding her arms across her chest.
"'Walker, Texas Ranger'," Jose corrected. "It's about this guy named Cordell Walker who is, well, a Texas Ranger."
"Interesting," Stark said. "a program about a fictitious law enforcement officer and his attempts to solve crimes."
"Yeah," Rick said, "except the way they do things bears no resemblance to how any real law enforcement agency operates. Certainly not the Texas Rangers. And some of the plots, the only thing it reminds me of is 'The X-Files'."
"Except, 'The X-Files' is supposed to be out there," McFaulin said. "It's science fiction. Dealing with the weird and inexplicable is the whole premise of the show. This is just, bad writing," She turned to face Stark. "You eaten lunch yet?"
Stark shook his head. "Actually, no I haven't."
"Good," McFaulin went over to her desk and put on a brown leather jacket, then opened one of the draws and pulled out a holstered handgun which she attached to her belt. She picked up a set of key and walked back over to Stark. "Come on," She looked at Jose. "Don't you have work to do?" she said with a grin. His only response was a raised middle finger. Laughing, McFaulin led Stark out of the room and into the lobby. They walked passed the reception desk and towards the main entrance.
"So," Stark said, "do you always carry a gun when you leave the building?"
McFaulin shrugged. She opened the door and the two of them went outside. "When I'm on duty. Besides, this is Texas. The far left liberals carry guns," The two of them had reached her car, a army green Jeep. "Now," she said unlocking her door, "in Texas one traditionally eats either Mexican or steak," McFaulin climbed into the Jeep, then leaned over to unlock the passage side door. "I'm not in the mood for Mexican, and I swear if I have to eat another meal that came from a cow..." Stark got into the car and preceded to put on his seat belt.
"Alright then, where do you want to go?" he asked.
"There's this new Chinese place I've been wanting to try out," McFaulin put the key into the ignition and turned the car on.
"Sounds good," Stark said with a smile.
"So," the Texas Ranger said turning in her seat to face the DEA agent, "What's your name. I mean, your first name, Judy never mentioned it."
"Jarod," He held out his right hand.
McFaulin returned his smile and shook his hand. "Cameron."