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Chapter 2: Team 5D's and Jack Atlas
Whoever Jack Atlas was, he was defiantly famous around here, which meant our jobs got a whole lot harder.
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"Ziva, Luna go check it out," Gibbs instructed. Which was how we found ourselves in a hotel on the very top floor, in a sub-city called Tops. Ziva knocked on the gigantic door.
"Talk about social class, this Jack person must be really famous," I said peering around, "this place is just about as clean as a fucking hospital!"
"I think that is why the call this place Tops. It fits too, if this place is for the high social class." I agreed, we had to even get special permission from Goodwin in order to get in this place. The guards at the entrance weren't too welcoming.
The door slid open. A little green haired boy stood in front of us. Maybe about six or seven. "Yeah?" He asked.
"We are with NCIS," Ziva introduced (we showed him our badges). "Does Jack Atlas live here?" The kid nodded, but wasn't willing to open the door any farther.
"Can we come in?" I pried. Normally we got in, but other times, we walked in on bodies. Not to pleasant especially if they've been dead awhile.
"Rua, who's at the door?" A male voice called. The voice made itself known as a tall black haired teen with yellow highlights. His hair reminded me of an emperor penguin… or crab. He also had a strange mark on the right side of his face. "Is he a duelist?" I wondered.
"And you are-?" I asked.
"Yusei Fudo," He said, "is there something I can help you with?"
"We are looking for Jack Atlas." Ziva informed.
"NCIS," Rua repeated looking at Yusei. Yusei didn't look like he trusted us, but he let us in.
"He's outside, follow me…" Yusei led us through the house. "You aren't from here, are you?"
"No, we're from D.C." I replied. This place was huge and quite luxurious.
"That explains a lot," Yusei said, "you're different from Security."
"Yeah!" Rua agreed, "if it was them, they would've bused in and messed up the place!" Outside there were a whole heck of a lot more people than we expected to see. There was a girl that looked like Rua, a girl with dark pink hair, a girl with chunky glasses, three teens with blond, blue, and orange hair. The blond had a bandage over one ear. I glanced to Ziva; that had to be Jack.
"Are you Jack Atlas?" I asked. All the others looked at me like I was stupid. I swear I thought Yusei was mouthing something like, "they're not from here."
The girl with chunky glasses looked really offened. "HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW WHO JACK ATLAS IS!" She exploded.
"Yeah, no kidding," The boy with orange hair grumbled.
"Who wants to know?" The blond asked. I blinked: HOT ACCENT ALERT! (A/N: Sorry, I couldn't help myself)
"NCIS," I said, trying to ignore the stares, flashing my badge.
"Naval Criminal Investigative Services. Is there somewhere we can talk in private?" Ziva informed, "We are here about a murder."
Jack led us into the kitchen. "What do you want to know?"
Ziva started, "What happened to you ear?"
"Some crazy fangirl ripped it out! It hurt like hell!"
Ziva held up a picture of Casey, "Do you recognize this woman?"
"No, I've never see her bore in my life. Why?"
"She is dead." I put in bluntly.
"You think I did it! I'm a duelist not a murderer!" He seemed angry that we were "accusing" him of murder. Ok, he had every reason to be, but still.
I walked away, deciding to snoop, maybe get info from his friends. I found my way into the living room, where I noticed a "shrine" featuring Jack. It was complete with action figures, posters, and all sorts of paraphernalia. I noticed the green haired girl looking at me. How long has she been standing there? "Hello," I greeted, hoping to talk to here. Little kids tend to say a lot of things they're not supposed to. It makes me guilty when I do, but it's for the good of the case. "I'm Luna. Is this yours?" I gestured to the "shrine". She came up next to me.
"It's my brother's."
"Your brother… Rua, right?"
She nodded, "uh-huh, I'm Ruka. We're twins."
"Are you both duelists?"
"Yeah…" there was a pause then, "what are you going to do with Jack?"
"Well, my partner is questioning him," I replied. I tried keeping my answers as vague as possible, but just enough to satisfy her question.
"Is he going to jail?"
"I don't believe so… why?" I began to get skeptical.
"We can answer that." A male voice said. It was Yusei. The boy with spiky orange hair stood next to him.
"Ruka, Rua's looking for you." The other boy said. Ruka waved to me, then ran outside. Yusei gestured to the couch where the three of us sat. At first I didn't notice, but the orange haired boy and a lot of marks on his face.
"I'm Crow," he said.
"Luna," I introduced, "Um… I have a small question. Erm, what are those?" I gestured to their marks. Again, Crow gave me the "you're stupid" look. "I'm not stupid," I said, getting annoyed, "I've never been in this city before!"
Yusei let off a slight smile, obviously amused, and then started talking. "It began a few months ago when Jack got arrested because someone framed him…"
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"So what did you get?" Ziva asked me as we left. (It had been a good two hours, so I'd talked with everyone.)
"Well, he was apparently the 'Duel King', whatever that means, he has a boatload of crazy fangirls, and a few months ago he went to jail under false pretenses."
"I heard about that too," Ziva said, "is that all you have learned?"
"Nope, two more things. They're entering some kind of tournament called the WRGP. Don't ask me what it stands for, because I don't know. (1) And secondly, Jack, Yusei, Crow, Akiza, and Ruka are 'Signers'. You know, from the legend." (2)
"People of the Stars?"
I shrugged, "I don't really know myself… I was eavesdropping of Ruka and Rua. I'm still not sure if they're lying or if it's fake. But the birthmarks look real enough."
"Are you actually considering the possibility that the story is true?" Ziva and I got into the car –there was no way I was letting Ziva drive, she'd kill us- and left Tops.
"I don't know, I didn't get a lot of details. But according to the legand, they're supposed to fight the Dark Signers, and the Wicked gods, sealed inside the Nazca lines….then there was that incident, when the lines disappeared."
Ziva nodded, "I remember the press release… a lot of people said it was picture-shopped."
"Photo-shopped."
"Whatever." I grew quiet, trying to focus on how to get back to security HQ. Goodwin was letting us use it as our new…um… NCIS… Well, Abbey had her own lab.
"What did you find out?" I asked turning a corner.
"Well, I certainly did not hear about legands." Ziva said.
"Gee, thanks." I muttered.
"Over the past few week, Jack claims that he has been followed and watched. At first he said he thought they were obsessive…ah, what do you call them… fangirls."
"That's conceded," I responed, narrowly avoiding a speeding car, "But then again, he is a celebrity."
Ziva agreed, "Then he started getting mail."
"Mail? So this person's a stalker?"
"It looks that way."
"Well, what kind of mail?"
"Pictures, packages, text, email, and letters… there are at least two or more a day. I called McGee, and had him check them out. He is most likely telling Gibbs now." Ziva held up five manila folders.
"Why didn't I notice she had them?" "What are those?" I asked.
"All the photos and letters the stalker sent."
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I had gotten lost several times, but managed to get us back. McGee, Tony, Gibbs and Jenny were waiting for us. (McGee and Mom, via MTAC)
"Got lost, won't happen again," I rushed out.
"I sorted through everything this guy sent." McGee said; an email popped up. Tony read it out loud.
"Jackie, you have no idea how much I love you. That damn Yusei Fudo cheated during the Fortune Cup. You are still king, bla, bla, bl—" He received a headslap. McGee pulled up other things. Photo collages, personal photo, like ones of him fixing his motorcycle, drinking tea/coffee, and even a couple getting out of the shower, which McGee, oh so nicely arranged the different screens to cover Jacks man parts. It was then that something horrible dawned upon me…
Oh…ha ha…..
I do know what WRGP stands for: World Racing Grand Prix
Yeah… I really didn't want to type out the whole legand, so I made Ziva know it…
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