Undercover Crown
Chapter 1: Undercover
Riggs, Roger, Bailey, and Bowman were in Avery's office as well as Santos. Riggs starting to get bored, all they were doing was just setting here. Then Cahill walked in and they looked at her. She said that she was sorry that she was late. Avery looked at them all.
"Okay now that we are all here, we can start." They all looked at him. "The Mister Untied States pageant is being hosted here in LA. They have been getting letters saying that one contestant will die, and they want someone to go undercover to find out who want these men dead." Avery stated.
"And many of the contestants have been hurt in a physical way." Santos added.
"Yes, so we are going to send you undercover as a contestant." Avery said and was looking at them all.
"Well who is going undercover?" Roger asked. "Me?" He added.
"No there an age cutoff." Santos told him, and Roger looked at her like really. He looked over at Riggs who was trying not to smile but failed.
"We are sending, god help us. Riggs." Avery told them. Riggs looked at him, and now it was Roger's turn to try not to smile but he also failed. He looked over at Riggs. They all did.
"Me? Why me?" He asked.
"You are the right age and you are from Texas and that is the state that they need." Santos told him. Riggs stood up and said.
"No, there is no way I'm going to stand up there looking like an…" He didn't get to finish.
"You will do this, or you are out of the field for good." Santos told him. He looked at her with a hateful look.
"So I have no say what so ever?" He asked, and she shook her head no.
"Oh you are joking." He looked away and sat down. He was pissed off big time, Roger could tell.
"You have a meeting today in an hour for them to look you over." Santos told him. "Murtaugh will go with you and be your body guard." She added. Roger was smiled even bigger.
-At the Meeting-
The sat at the end of a long table. The man that ran the show was looking at Martin.
"There will have to be many changes." He said. Riggs looked at him.
"Like what?" He asked.
"Well your clothes, your hair, your mustache and finally the way you talk." He told him what had to be worked on. Riggs looked over at Roger, who trying so hard not to laugh. "And your tattoos." The man added.
"What is wrong with the way I look and talk?" He asked. "You needed a guy from Texas and you got one." Riggs added.
"We will get a coach to help you." Riggs looked at the man. "Until after all that is fixed, then we will see if you look the part." He added. Riggs was really hating the guy. Roger stood up as the man did.
"Thank you, Mr. Cromwell." Roger said and shook the man's hand.
"Mr. Murtaugh." He said and looked over at Riggs who was still setting. "I will send your coach in." He added. Cromwell walked out, and Roger start to laugh lightly. Riggs stood up and looked at him.
"How can you laugh like that? They want to change who I am." He said. Roger looked at him and stopped laughing.
"Come on Riggs it's just until the pageant is over." He told him. Martin looked away. Then a woman walked in and over to them.
"My name is Linda Carter and I will be your coach." She looked at Roger.
"Oh no, not me." He said and pointed over towards Riggs. She walked over and looked at him up and down.
"Well you'll do." She said and walked off. Riggs was really starting to hate this. "I will see you tomorrow morning at six at this address." She handed a piece of paper to Roger.
"We will be there." He said and looked at Riggs. He looked away.
-The Next Morning-
They walked in and saw like an army of people. Martin and Roger looked at each other. Linda walked up to Riggs.
"Come with me." She ordered him. He sighed and went with her.
"Now the first thing is your hair." She said.
"You are not cutting my hair off." He told her.
"No, it will be cut some about and half an inch but other that it looks good." She said, and the woman walked over and started to cut his hair. After that was done, Linda told the woman to shave him as close as possible. Roger was not allowed to see Riggs until after he was done. Finally, after eight hours Riggs was done, and boy was he happy. Roger was setting in a chair and was sleep. Roger looked up to see Martin walking toward him. His eyes got wide.
Riggs's hair was pushed back and had gel in it. He no longer had his mustache. He was wearing black cowboy boots with the pants legs over them. Tight black pants, a black t-shirt and a black leather jacket with a black scarf around his neck.
"Riggs is that you!?" Roger asked in disbelief.
"I have been waxed, cut, shaved, cleaned, I am hungry, tired and I am carrying a gun do not piss me off!" Roger looked at him and walked behind him.
"I will not." He said.
-Cahill's Office-
Riggs walked in Cahill's office. She looked up and could not believe what she saw.
"Wow." She said shocked.
"I know." Riggs said pissed off.
"Why are you angry?" She asked him.
"Cause they changed everything about me!" He yelled out. She looked at him and got up and walked over to him.
"You mad because they changed the way you looked?"
"YES!" He yelled again. She looked at him.
"I'm not me." He said.
"Riggs you are undercover." She reminded him. Riggs looked away.
"Why do guys go through this?" He asked.
"Cause some guys want fit in or look like someone else or even impress someone." She told him. He looked at her.
"I hate this!" He yelled again.
"Riggs."
"No, I'm not doing it." He said and sat down.
"Riggs you have to, or you will not be in the field anymore." She reminded him. He looked at her and rolled his eyes.
"Fine." He said and got up and walked out.