Nigeria, 12:21 PM
Juliet was standing in a small building at a base camp that the Nigerian terrorists had. She looked out the window, seeing a truck pull in, cover over the back to hide the weapons. That's when she saw a man get out. Tall, black hair, a smile to greet everyone, and some what handsome. She grinned and turned around to look at the man's profile, being her contact.
"Mr. Reito White, huh?" she asked.
That's when Reito walked in and sat down in a chair, kicking back.
"Why did you call me out all the way in Nigeria? It's running, there's mud, and we're out in the middle of no where in a jungle. So don't bullshit me."
Juliet couldn't help but laugh in his face, looking straight into his eyes.
"I need ten mill. I want to start a high stake poker game to gain even more money for our work, if you know what I mean," Juliet said with her short red hair being brushed behind her ears.
"I do see. But what happens if you lose?" Reito said, rubbing his chin a bit.
"If I lose, then most likely a MI6 or CIA Agent will bring me down."
"Deal. I'll wire you the money when I get back to Japan. In the meantime, tell your boss to raise the stocks up even higher. Quantum is going to make you rich my friend," Reito said with a chuckle.
Juliet took her cell phone out and called her boss, waiting for an answer. That's when the line was picked up.
"Hello?" a man's voice said, tired it sounded like.
"Raise the stocks, and make them crash," she said.
"What? Why?" the man said, sitting up in his bed as he turned a lamp next to him on.
Juliet couldn't help but grin a bit, looking at Reito.
"To become rich, of course," she said, hanging up. "We'll meet again in Montenegro, at Casino Royale."
"Sounds good, I'll see you next weekend," Reito said, getting up as he walked back to the truck.
He made sure everything was unloaded and hoped in, telling the driver to take him to the airport. Juliet on the other hand, went to one of the crates and opened it up, making sure the goods were in tact. She closed the crate up and ordered the people to take it away.
MI6 Headquarters; London, England
Shizuru was sitting at her desk in her office, going through some paper work when Mai walked in. She sat down in one of the chairs, kicking back as Shizuru looked up to her, stopping what she was doing. She then looked up at Mai.
"What is it this time, Ms. Tokiha?" Shizuru asked.
Mai couldn't help but giggle. "Call me Mai, please. And congrats on the promotion. I was wondering where Natsuki is. I have a mission for her," Mai said.
Shizuru laid back in her chair and crossed her arms to look at her old time friend, wondering how insane she was now.
"Why Natsuki?" Shizuru asked.
"A man in Madagascar, bomb maker. From the looks of it, Naikaku Joho Chosasitu can't reach him. Which leads me to another question… Why didn't you guys join Naikaku Joho Chosasitu? They wanted you both, but MI6 gotten to you guys first."
Shizuru smiled a bit. "Because it was time for me and Natsuki to move out of Japan. But I actually told them, we might join one day. Depending if N. Joho steps down or not," Shizuru said. "And for Natsuki, she's on a mission right now, some where in United States of America I believe."
That's when Natsuki walked in, throwing a bag onto Shizuru's table of illegal bombs.
"Never go to New York City where the African-Americans lives. If your not African-American, then your most likely going to get shot, mugged, and killed. Which reminds me, I need a new contact. A new partner," Natsuki said.
Mai couldn't help but chuckle, Shizuru sighing heavily.
"Again? That's the third one this week, 007. I say, how did this one die?"
"Well…"
Harlem, New York; United States of America
Natsuki was sitting at the bar in some club, waiting for her contact to show up. She took her smart phone out and heard a rumble going on, everyone going outside. She put her phone away quick and followed everyone to see what was going on. There he was, her contact. In a fight. She couldn't help but sigh heavily, knowing this was the bomb maker. She recognized the man's face from the briefing room. She stood and watched her contact getting a beaten before the man took a gun out and shot him right in front of her. She took her silenced PP9 out and shot the man in the shoulder, running over as she stepped onto the man's hand, crushing it best as she could. She pointed the pistol right at his face.
"Where's the bomb maker?" she asked.
The African-American was yielding in pain, trying to get his hand free.
"Why kill a Mexican from CISEN?" Natsuki asked.
The man decided to talk, but his voice was in pain.
"Jaguar XJ, keys in my left pocket. The bombs are in there, and we kill people who threatens our organization."
"What's the name of the organization?" she asked.
"Go to Hell!" the man shouted out, getting shot in the head.
Natsuki turned her head up and saw someone with a gun, dropping a women's voice said, "she killed him!" to the cops. Crap. She shot at the cops a few times and started to run down the street, turning back to grab the keys from his pocket as she shot at the cops some more, not wanting to hit them. She searched the pockets and found the keys, grabbing them fast as she could. She ran back into the bar and ran through the back, find a black Jaguar XJ. She open the car door and closed it, starting it up fast as she could then took off to the airport. She took her Smartphone out and called her good friend, Chie Harada at Naikaku Joho Chosasitu. Chie was sitting at her desk, looking up stuff on her computer with a pocky in her mouth. She heard her cell phone ring and picked up to see an unknown number, looking around to answer it.
"Natsuki?" she asked in a soft voice, not wanting to be over heard.
"Chie!" Natsuki said, shifting the car with one hand. "I need assistants in Harlem, New York! I'm heading to the airport right now with bombs that the Naikaku Joho Chosasitu might be interested in and I'm keeping some for MI6, okay?" Natsuki said.
"Listen, I can't help you. But I'll see what I can do. I know Aoi is getting a cargo plane ready for take off, so head over to New York City's National Airport, okay?" Chie said.
"Got it!" Natsuki replied back, hanging up to drive to New York City.
Chie dialed Aoi's number and heard her voice over the phone, telling her what was going on.
"Aoi, Natsuki is coming your way with some bombs. She'll be keeping some for MI6 in London, but make sure she gets out of there safely. I have a feeling these bombs might be connected to someone here in Japan and Madagascar," Chie said.
"Copy that, Aoi. Inform Mai at once. Aoi, out," Aoi said, hanging up as she saw a Jaguar XJ.
That's when Aoi went to grab a SCAR-H assault riffle with extended magazines, seeing the cops chasing her. She aimed the gun up and started to pull the trigger, giving Natsuki firing cover. Natsuki then drifted over to the cargo plane and got out, closing the door. She walked over to the trunk and opened it, grabbing all of the bombs she could but left one behind, arming it. She then closed the trunk and ran onto the cargo plane, taking off as Aoi closed the hatchet, going to the cockpit to fly the plane.
"Thanks Aoi," Natsuki said.
"No problem. Just be careful, okay?" Aoi said.
"I will," Natsuki said, putting the bombs in front of her as she grabbed a bag to take three out of the reaming nineteen.
Chie back at Naikaku Joho Chosasitu in Japan called Mai and informed her what was going on. Mai then decided to get a plane ticket to London to see her old friend, Shizuru.
"And that's what happen, Shizuru," Natsuki said.
Shizuru couldn't help but sigh heavily.
"Well… I guess I'll see if Naikaku Joho Chosasitu wants to become allies for this matter, and I'll contact the CISES to tell them their agent has died. I'll even contact the CIA and see if they can help us with this matter. Mai, your with Natsuki for this mission in Madagascar," Shizuru said.
Mai laughed and left a gentle smile on her face.
"Sorry my old friend but I got other stuff to do. Thanks to Natsuki, I have to go back to Japan and examine those bombs. But I'll send an agent she knows to aid her. Tate is new, so I'll send him," Mai said as she walked out of the room, heading to find a phone to call Tate to send to Madagascar.
"Natsuki, I have another mission for you. It seems there's a bomb maker in Madagascar, operating with someone that Mai believes to be a Juliet Nao Zhang. Remember her during your training? Apparently, she went rouge. Killed almost an entire village in South Africa."
Natsuki walked over to Shizuru's desk and went to grab the folder that she saw, going through the profile and everything that was in there.
"And you want me to find either her or a bomb maker she's dealing with?" Natsuki asked.
Shizuru nodded her head. "Yes, I do. Tate Yuuichi will be accompanying you. He's trying to get his license to kill, so this will be good for the both of you."
Natsuki let a soft sigh out and looked at Shizuru, taking her smart phone out to check her messages.
"Yes, Shizuru. But… On one condition," she said.
"What's that?" Shizuru asked, getting up as she walked over to her, leaning against her desk.
"N. Joho passed away apparently, last night in his sleep. He left only one thing in his will, and that was a dossier. Apparently, there's only one person to become head for that place and it's Haruka Suzushiro. Promise me… That you'll get the agency in Japan to become allies with us," Natsuki said.
Shizuru smiled warmly and nodded her head. "I promise, I'll call Haruka later today and see if we can become good friends," Shizuru said.
"I'll leave for Madagascar at six hundred hours," Natsuki said, walking out of Shizuru's big fancy office.
She nodded her head at someone and headed for the elevators, stopping as someone said her name.
"Kuga! Wait up!" a women's voice said, huffing and panting, walking into the elevator with her.
"Q? What is it?" Natsuki asked.
"Stop calling me Q, 007. It's Yukino, Yukino Kikukawa," she said. "And I'm not letting you go to Madagascar until your fully equipped with my gadgets," she said with a soft smile, pushing her glasses up a bit.
Natsuki couldn't help but laugh. "Did Shizuru hire you as our technician?" Natsuki asked.
Yukino nodded her head. "Yes," she said, pushing B3 on the elevator command pad. "And I need your smart phone as well. I gotten something better for you to use," she said.
Natsuki couldn't help but sigh heavily, waiting for the elevator to stop. When it did, Natsuki followed Yukino out and stopped with her, seeing a phone booth and a dummy next to it.
"Now, 007, I came up with something that's very useful," she said, taking a pen out. "Click the top three times and it starts a timer for detonation. Click it once more to defuse it and the time restarts automatically," she said.
"How long did you say that I have?" Natsuki asked.
"Oh, grow up, Natsuki," Yukino said. She clicked the top three times and ran to the dummy, putting it onto his shirt. She then ran away, behind a wall, covering her ears as the explosion went off. "Sorry, Fred," Yukino said, looking around the corner.
That's when Yukino walked over to a table, picking up a Desert Eagle gun.
"You expect me to carry that thing at the airport?" Natsuki asked, looking at the size of the gun.
"Of course not! This is for another Agent in the field. He asked for a customize Desert Eagle. This is your gun," Yukino said as she picked a PP9 up, pulling the back. "I decided to make the clip bigger, so you can fire up to twelve bullets instead of eight. Undetectable through metal detectors of any kind."
Natsuki took the PP9 and pointed it at another technician, getting the feel of it.
"Silencer?"
"Built in," Yukino said, walking over to another table.
Natsuki put the gun down and followed her, seeing her travel bag.
"So you lined out my travel bag, huh?" Natsuki asked.
"Wrong, 007. In fact, this is your travel bag when you go to different countries on missions while bringing your own. In fact, I put a picklock toothbrush, explosive toothpaste, acid mouth wash in Crest Pro Health bottle, so don't drink it. And floss string, to strangle someone silently, in case you run into trouble at the hotel of any sort," Yukino said.
"Impressive. And did Shizuru tell you to get me a car?" Natsuki asked.
"Actually, this is my own doing. Shizuru doesn't have anything to do it but if your thinking about that Jaguar JX over there, out of the question. I actually have a Ducati for you. Blue finish with black stripes, and tires for any type of ground," Yukino said, walking over to it.
Natsuki followed her and sat on it, smiling as she liked the size and feel of it.
"I also decided to put oil slick in the back, and firing missiles in the front, by switching these two right here," Yukino said, pointing it out.
"Perfect for when I have a hard day at the office," Natsuki said.
"Oh, just grow up already, Natsuki. Let me remind you, you have a license to kill, not to break the traffic laws," Yukino said, walking over to the final table.
Natsuki got off and followed her, picking up a cell phone that was next to a sandwich.
"That's your new smart phone, faster CPU, and everything that you need in a portable laptop as well," Yukino said.
That's when a man who was talking on the phone at his desk went flying backwards. Natsuki put the phone down and picked the sandwich up, examining it.
"What does this do?" Natsuki asked.
Yukino grabbed it and took away from her quick as she could.
"Don't touch that! That's my lunch."
"Sorry, Yukino. So any more gadgets?"
"No, that's it. And please bring your new Ducati in one piece this time. I don't need to build you a third one," Yukino said.
"Sorry, but it wasn't my fault. You do know people try to kill me, right?" Natsuki asked.
"Yes, but I also watch the news and it looked like you entered the last one in a race, destroying half of Orlando in Florida. Explain that."
"I'll see what I can do then," Natsuki said, walking off as she grabbed her gadgets and equipment, getting ready for the mission now.
