Loonatics Unleashed: Scent of Danger

Chapter 1: T-Agent

I live in a world of shadows. My job is to keep the world safe from behind the scenes. There is no code I cannot break, no mission too daring. I do what I must to get the mission done. I do my job with style, and a certain suave. If the aroma I wear so well is not a clue to who I am, then my descendant's name should suffice. I am Fleurette Le Fume.

My mission contact is also my teacher whom taught me his ways, "Ah! Fleurette, my lovely in leather, I have a most special task for you," he said, calling into the control room at one of our underground HQs, "though it is my duty to my country to protect the present, you will go in my place, and protect the future," he said, "she would be proud, no?"

"Of course," I purred,

"The villainous never rest, and justice will be served," he said proudly,

"With tea or coffee?" I joked,

"You know I like my tea," he said with a waggle of the eyebrows, "now go, mon petite pupil de passion, the future is yours to protect," my contact had perfected a portal that leads to the future and the past. My contact says he has perfected it. While yes, it takes where you need to go. The problem is that it will not always drop you off in the right areas.

I feel the portal has a mind of it's own. This time, it was at the docks of Acmetropolis, the portal got it right. I got a message on my watch: 'follow the lights, you are being expected'. Somewhere in the city, there was a rave going on. It seems no different than the Paris nightlife. I am not one to walk into a trap. Always be wary if you are expected to arrive.

I scrolled down to see a second message: 'Keep your friends close, your enemies closer'

"You have always been one for the classic lines, though they do still remain true" I said, smiling at the times he trained me. From a novice to a field agent. I suddenly heard a voice coming closer. I leaped up onto a ship, and ran with stealth and dived off the ship's bow with a midair tuck, and landing on my feet onto one of the storage buildings at the port.

I leaped from building to building, and rooftop to rooftop until I was across the street from the nightclub. I peaked over to see the entrance to see a bouncer, typical. There was a flagpole just above the entrance. I saw my chance to get in. I backed up to the back of the building, and ran as fast as I could. I felt like Superman as I dived off, and caught the pole.

I swung around, and landed on my feet on the covered entrance, 'There' I thought seeing an opportunity,

With a spider's grace, I climbed down the side pole behind his back, and sneaked in. I am surprised my tail did not alert him as it brushed against his the back of his knee. I am thinking this man has his hands full this evening. The music was pulsing, and the floor vibrated with the beat. I looked to my watch for something else to wear to blend in with the crowd.

Ever heard of things being so easy that it is a snap? For us agents, that is a thing. This nifty gadget on my watch has outfits I can choose from. Just pick what you like, and with a snap of the fingers it activates it and changes your clothing. I went for a black jersey tank and matching leather leggings, "Well, well, you have no trouble getting through the door,"

"Tech E. Coyote, I presume?" I asked with a purr to my French accent,

"The team's been looking for someone like you," said the Coyote, and held a hand out to me, "care to dance?"

Character Profile:

Name: Fleurette La Fume

Occupation: Part-Time Loonatic, Full-Time Agent

Species: Anthropomorphic Skunk

Eyes: Brown

Fur: Violet and White (with a pink nose)

Nationality: French

Background: An MI-6 'T-Agents' sent to the future and descendant of Fifi La Fume, Fleurette is a mix of a Casanova and a Femme Fatale. Skilled in martial arts, gymnastics, and overall daring that comes as an agent. She, unlike her contact in present-day Paris, can control the spray, only using it as a weapon of last resort.

Personality: Witty, wise, wonderful to know, Fleurette is the type you can have a coffee and talk at a local café, but will always have an eye out. Fleurette can kill with a grin and look in her eye, but never take a life. Every bad guy in Paris's underworld knows: 'If Fleurette has come to get you, she's a tail-kicking with her'.

Outfit: Sleeveless black leather suit with a front ring-pull zipper and 3 inch thick-heeled boots, all one piece. Wears small earrings instead of a bow.

Weapons: Martial Arts ("A fist can be as effective in a situation as a gun")

Abilities: High Intellect, Skilled in the Arts of Espionage and Stealth

Height/Weight: Comparable to Claudette Dupri (but an inch shorter)

Likes: Conversations over Coffee, Getting Captured ("You think you have the drop on me? Now I will put the drop on you")

Dislikes: Rudeness

Orientation: Bisexual (prefers the ladies). When she first became his pupil to train in the ways of the agent. Her contact was unsure it would work out. Though not easily lovestruck like her contact, she put a twist on being a charmer and being MI-6s best female agent. He would say: "I guess love knows no boundaries"

Favorite Music: Late 90s-Early 2000s Techno (Eiffel 65 is her favorite group)

Favorite Food: Vichyssoise