Hello again, I'm Tora-No-Ankoku. I hope you remember the story 'The Unexpected' (if you haven't read it, please do). Well here is anther story that will be in a series with two other ones. I hope you enjoy this story.

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Ch 1

"Missy, wake up," a male voice shouted at the door trying to catch a young girl's attention. When there was no answer he started to pound on the door. "Missy, get up or you'll be late for work, AGAIN!!"

"Come on, Missy," a female voice called in a bubbly tone. "You can come fix my door."

"Yea, dear, that's gunna bring her out."

"But she likes fixing things."

"She likes breaking things."

"I'm UP," the girl they were trying to wake yelled sitting up in her bed, her dyed purple hair fell in her lightly tanned face covering her slowly waking dull brown eyes.

"See. I told you that she liked fixing things," the female voice said.

"Yes, dear," the male voice sighed in defeat.

"Mom, Dad, go away," the girl said.

"See you down stairs sweetie."

The girl just moaned and rolled out of bed and went and locked herself in the bathroom to take a shower.

This young girl was Miscellaneous Jones, her parents and everyone that she worked with called her Missy. She was sixteen years old and acted like normal teenage kids, but wasn't interested in normal 'teenage girl' things. Missy was highly interested in the martial arts and was training in Tae Kwon Do since she was about seven years old. She liked to be active and liked running around kicking things and punching things too.

"It's too early," she fake cried and walked out of the bathroom and changed into her uniform for work and walked out of her room and towards the elevator and waited for it to open.

Missy didn't live with her parents. She lived in a building provided by the Shinra Company so that the workers (mainly the janitors, cafeteria workers, and maintenance workers) could get home with out going far. It just made it easier for them, but it crushed Missy's family. Yet they made it through.

"Just another day at work," Missy murmured and walked in the elevator and went down to where she would only walk across the street to her job.

When she walked into the main building, she was automatically pounced on by her boss, Mr. Krynn, who grinded her with questions like you wouldn't believe. Where were you, why weren't you on time, blah blah blah. Same old routine.

"Yes, Mr. Krynn, I know," she sighed and walked past him and to the elevators and pushed the button for the third floor to get her stuff for work and then went to visit her mother at her work station.

She walked on the floor and straight towards a pair of doors, when her path was blocked by a tall, muscular man with shoulder length jet black hair. This man was Tseng, leader of the Turks and was very serious about his job.

"What are you doing up here," Tseng asked crossing his arms.

"Tseng," Missy whined. "Move it, I want my mommy."

"You're not supposed to be up here."

"I fix things; I can be anywhere I want in this building. Now move."

Missy walked past the man and into her mother's office that was connected to the owner of the company's office. Her mother looked up from her typing and smiled at her daughter.

"Hello, honey," her mother greeted.

"Hey, mom," Missy greeted kissing her mother on the cheek.

"Mrs. Jones, your daughter isn't supposed to be up here," Tseng said with a sigh.

"Can't she visit for a minute," mother wined.

Tseng crossed his arms and gave my mother a look, like a father scorning a child with out words. Mother just gave him the 'puppy eyed' look, all the while Missy laughed at the two and kisses her mother bye and walked out of the room and towards the elevator when her cell rang.

"Jones here," Missy said sounding somewhat professional. As professional as a person who fixes things can.

"Missy, the bathroom on the 6th floor is slowly flooding," one of men on the 'flooding' floor said.

"Where?"

"Near the back."

"Which bathroom?"

"Female."

"I swear those girls are gunna be the death of me," Missy sighed and walked in the elevator.

"I know, but you've got to get over it."

"Yeah, yeah."

Missy put her phone away and walked on the floor with the flooding bathroom, and was greeted by the man who had called her about the problem. He gestured towards the bathroom and followed her.

"What exactly is the problem," the girl asked the older man.

"I'm not sure, but it can't be good," he shrugged.

"I bet it's another clump of tampons stuck down the toilet."

"You're the female of the 'fix-em-up' team."

"And the youngest, never forget that."

Missy smirked and walked into the broken restroom and towards the problem toilet. Water was running down the rim of the bowl and as soon as Missy got close to the bowl, sure enough, there was a clump of tampons stuck in the toilet.

Missy heaved a sigh and rolled her sleeve and stuck her arm down the toilet to unplug it. This was going to be a very long day. Not just for her, but to the girls who had done it. And she knew who did it. The question was, what was she going to do?