A/N: There's actually no sort of news I've got right now. However, I'm going to be calling the agents by their agent names for the rest of this chapter, and possibly for the rest of the story, kay?

I'm suddenly noticing that I'm making Luna say a lot of bad words. Eh. Whatever, it's part of her personality.

Disclaimer: I do not own MFB, and anyone that is a member of the FBI of a member of the TSA belongs to me, since I'm not sure if there's an assistant director for the FBI.

On with the chapter!

Once all the agents had landed on the rooftop, they ventured down to the lobby.

The secretary on duty in the lobby looked at them confusedly. Agent Midnight flashed a badge at her, which made the secretary smile, nod, and go back to her work.

"What was that badge?" Agent Steel asked as they walked out of the building.

"WBBA badge," Agent Midnight informed him. "We got your dad to get 'em for us."

"All right, crew," Agent Waterfall said, steering then back to the topic. "We'll go in pairs. Agent Galaxy, you're with me. Steel, Heart, you guys are together, Roosevelt and Midnight, so are you. There's a walkie talkie disguised as a pen in your arsenal belts, so we'll be able to keep contact with each other."

Agent Roosevelt continued talking. "This is how it'll go: head to the FBI, stake it out, and when we see, um..."

"That son of a b****," Agent Midnight offered.

"Fine, we'll go with that for now, when he goes to break into the FBI, we chase him down and stop him when he comes out again. Any questions?"

"Does the FBI know about the TSA?" Agent Steel asked.

"Yes. The director used to be a member of it, so they know who we are. Cherry also sent a message to them, telling them we were coming. But she didn't tell them why. She never does."

"She's on orders for that one," Midnight added. They all detected a veeeery small amount of bitterness in her tone. But then again, she was always like that.

"Any other questions?" Waterfall asked.

"Who is this guy, anyway?" Galaxy asked.

Roosevelt sighed, and told them.

"He used to be in the TSA. He was a little troublesome and kind of a ladies man. The director finally threw him out after some agents caught him tampering with the vans, trying to disable the invisibility feature. Now, he does stunts that are major enough to attract the agency's attention, and we have to go in to stop him. He still has some gadgets from the TSA on him, and that's how he continues to break out of prison."

"What's his agent name?" Heart asked.

"We do not say it," Midnight snapped. "But his nickname for himself is Ninja, and that's what we all call him. If anyone calls him by his agent name, they get a cracked skull and a week in the infirmary."

Heart, Steel, and Galaxy had no doubt at all that if they ever said Ninja's agent name, Midnight would break their skulls.

Waterfall's watch beeped, and she looked at it. "Okay, people. Masks on!"

Everyone put their black masks over their hair and lower faces, so that only their eyes were visible.

"We'll all be stationed in the parking garages in the area," Midnight instructed, gesturing to the said garages. "Waterfall, Galaxy, you'll be in the one left of the building. Steel, Heart, the one right of the building. Roosevelt, you and I will have the one right in front of the building. Alert us if you see anything. That clear?"

Everyone nodded.

"All right then. Move out!"

Half Hour Later — Agent Steel and Agent Heart

"This is hopeless!" Steel complained to Heart. "No sign of Ninja, no one else has seen him, and for crying out loud, it's past lunchtime!"

Heart shook her head at her partner.

Yet she couldn't help but notice he looked cute when he complained...

Heart smacked her forehead. Get it together, Madoka! she said to herself.

She distracted herself by reporting to the others.

"Come in, this is Agent Heart. No sign of Ninja yet. Anyone else? Over."

The replies came back immediately.

"Agent Roosevelt here. No sign of him yet."

"Agent Waterfall. Also no sign of him."

"If you ask me," Steel said, taking the pen from Heart. "We're just wasting our time. I mean, Cherry could've sent us on a wild-goose chase, couldn't she?"

"Cherry is perfectly respectable," Roosevelt retorted. "She would never do that."

"Roosevelt's right," Waterfall agreed. "And we are not wasting our time, Steel."

"Keep complaining and you'll end up in the same situation as Lion Boy and his fat friend," Midnight said, her tone half-sharp. "Got it?"

"Okay, okay, I got it. Over and out."

Waterfall and Galaxy

Meanwhile, Agents Waterfall and Galaxy were trying to look for things to talk to, and ended up talking about different times from when before Waterfall left for the TSA.

"Do you still remember when you left?" Galaxy asked.

"Like it was just yesterday," Waterfall replied. "That was really sad."

"Yeah."

They were silent for a while.

Although he tried not to, Galaxy kept looking over at Waterfall. He couldn't help but notice that she looked kind of cute in her hunched-over position...

Stay focused, Yuki!

To distract himself, Galaxy went to look through the parking garage window at the FBI building.

"Hey," he said to Waterfall. "What if we are wasting our time, like Mr. Gingka said?"

"Aw, come on, Galaxy," Waterfall said, slightly exasperated. "You don't really think Ninja is just someone we made up, do you?"

"No!" Galaxy defended himself. "No, I don't. I'm just saying that —"

He suddenly stopped, and squinted towards the FBI.

"Hey, what's that?"

Waterfall got up from off the floor and looked out the window next to Galaxy.

They both saw a black... thing leaping onto the roof of the building. When Waterfall took out her binoculars and looked, she saw that the thing was a figure, dressed all in black.

"Is that...?" Galaxy asked.

"Yep. That's him!"

Waterfall took out her pen. "Come in, agents! This is Agent Waterfall. Galaxy and I see Ninja breaking in right now!"

Galaxy reported from the window, "He just went in!"

"And he just went in!" Waterfall said into the pen.

Agent Midnight's voice came through. "All right, guys. Let's move! We can't let him get away!"

Down On The Ground

They regrouped in an alleyway nearby the FBI, just as Ninja came out of the building, carrying something in a briefcase. He ran past them, down the street.

"Why isn't anyone stopping him?" Steel asked.

"Because he's got the invisibility feature on, duh," Roosevelt replied, rolling her eyes. "Our suits have it too. Press the arsenal belt buckle."

She pressed hers, then she and Midnight ran out into the street. Everyone ran after them after pressing their belt buckles.

As they ran through Washington DC, Roosevelt disappeared around a corner, then reappeared.

"Come on!" she yelled. "He ran into that abandoned building over there!"

She pointed, and ran there herself.

"Waterfall, call the FBI!" Midnight commanded. Waterfall nodded, and took out a small phone.

"Come in, FBI. Come in, FBI. This is Agent Waterfall of the Teenage Spy Agency. An individual has just broken in and stolen something. We are in pursuit of him, but we're going to need backup in about ten minutes. The address we're going to is an abandoned building in Martin Luther King Avenue. I repeat, backup requested! Over and out."

They ran into the building, and stopped. They formed a knot of their bodies and circled around the room.

Suddenly, they heard a chuckle from a nearby corner.

"Well, well," a male voice said. "If it isn't agents Waterfall, Roosevelt, and Midnight. Along with three little tagalongs. Wonderful to see you again."

And from out of the corner, Ninja appeared. His mask had been taken off, to reveal his twenty-year-old self, that had shaggy blonde hair that fell in front of brown eyes. He looked handsome for someone a few years out of his teenage years, which explained why he had been a ladies man in the TSA. His voice had a light German accent.

Steel couldn't help but think that Ninja reminded him of someone, but he couldn't lay his finger on it.

Midnight was not fazed. "Hand it over, Ninja," she barked.

Ninja chuckled softly. "You know I won't, Agent Midnight. Not without a fight, first."

"Oh, come on," Roosevelt snorted. "You can't expect us to be surprised. We've been through this five times already. There's no way you'll be able to surprise us this time."

Chuckling softly again, Ninja raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Immediately, six muscular figures dressed in black jumped out of the shadows, surrounding them. Steel put his hands up, but Waterfall shot him a Don't even think about it look and he lowered them.

"You didn't really expect us to be intimidated by your thugs," she said, turning back to Ninja. "Did you?"

"No," Ninja admitted. "That's why I gave my men a boost. They've been climbing mountains all over the country, doubling their strength, then doubling it again. My men now have muscles as hard as titanium."

"Yeah, well I've got something that's also hard as titanium," Roosevelt snapped.

"And what would that be?"

"My fists."

With that, Roosevelt launched herself at the nearest thug, and punched him in the gut.

He didn't even flinch. Roosevelt's eyes widened, but then she collected herself and punched him other spots until she was breathing hard from the effort.

Again, he didn't even flinch.

Roosevelt's mask-covered jaw dropped, and she said in shock, "Didn't see that coming,"

The thug took Roosevelt's fist in his giant hand, then spun her around and released her.

She flew back, screaming, landed on a wall some distance away, and then fell to the ground. Her mask flew off, and her brown hair spilled out to the floor.

"Ellie!" Heart squeaked, and ran over to her.

"Heart, get Roosevelt awake again," Midnight commanded. "Everyone else, let's show these bastards what we're made of."

Everyone ran at the thugs.

Ninja said to his men, "Finish them," and backed away to survey the action.

The four remaining agents and the six thugs were battling each other left and right. Steel was making a valiant effort to take on two at once, and was about to be overpowered when Heart joined the fight. Roosevelt also joined, and was able to make the thug who had thrown her across the room stumble back with her wicked roundhouse kick. The kick was fueled by her want to knock that thug all the way back to the Paleolithic Era.

Galaxy and Waterfall were working together on their two thugs, alternating between them every thirty seconds. Eventually, their thugs finally collapsed to the ground, temporarily knocked out.

"K. O. times two!" Waterfall said happily. They both high-fived and went to help Heart, who was slowly being overpowered by her thug.

Agent Midnight was doing the best out of all of them, doing offensive and defensive movements so fast her arms and legs were almost a black blur. She took down two thugs all on her own, by kicking the thugs in their Nether Regions, then in the knees, and finishing them off with rock-hard blows to the head.

Finally, all the thugs were taken down, and they were all lying on the ground, completely unconscious. According to Roosevelt, they wouldn't be waking up for a good five hours.

"Good job, agents," Waterfall said to the three. "Not a bad job for your first time in the field. The director will be happy."

"Great job, guys!" Roosevelt congratulated, pulling off her mask. Her hair fell out again, going down to three inches below her shoulders. She tied it up in a ponytail, saying, "Can't wait to see what agents Flame, Eagle, and Aqua are made of!"

Midnight just nodded. However, since it was a bit dim in the room (with the only light being the sun outside), they never saw that one corner of her mouth slanting upwards.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps and whirled around to see Ninja fleeing the scene.

Roosevelt smacked her forehead. "Crap! We forgot about Ninja!"

As quick ply as she could, Heart pulled out the dart gun from her belt, and shot a dart at Ninja's retreating back. He stopped in his tracks and stiffened. Ninja moaned, "Didn't see that coming," and fell flat on his face, knocked out.

Everyone turned towards Heart, in surprise along with some admiration for her quick thinking.

They were all pulling off their masks when they heard sirens outside, and members of the FBI ran into the room. They pulled out Taser guns and scattered around the room, looking for any remaining thugs.

A man in a black business suit with a black jacket, a black tie, and black fedora tipped to one side in a professional way came into the room and walked towards them.

"Are you the six agents from the Teenage Spy Agency?" he asked. At their nod, he asked, "Who's the leader?"

Midnight stepped forward, with her hair over one shoulder, also in a professional sort of way. The agents that weren't already used to this assumed that she was used to this sort of thing.

The man shook her head. "I would be Mr. Adam Mitchell, assistant director of the FBI. Excellent job catching the man. We would never have known he had broken in if you hadn't called us. If you all weren't kids, you'd be hired right here, right now."

"Thank you, sir," Midnight replied. She sounded different without her emotionless tone. "And you're welcome, sir."

Mr. Mitchell smiled, then said, "Now, you kids had better head back to the headquarters while we take care of these thugs and their leader."

"The thugs'll be knocked out for a good five hours," Roosevelt informed him. "As for Ninja..."

She looked over at Heart, who informed Mr. Mitchell that she didn't really know how long he'd be knocked out for, since she had never used her dart gun before.

Waterfall ran over to Ninja's unconscious form and pulled out the dart. She checked it, then rather absentmindedly stuck it back into Ninja's body, then ran back.

"You used Poison 1," she reported to Heart. "So he should be knocked out for an hour or so."

"I have to say," Mr. Mitchell remarked. "You teenage spies sure do come prepared. One hour should be enough time to get him to the FBI holding cells. He'll be transferred to the nearest prison tomorrow under the highest security we've got."

"That was AWESOME!" Gingka exclaimed later. They were back in the helicopter, flying back to the TSA headquarters. "Man, that had to be the biggest adrenaline rush I've ever gotten!"

"Now do you see why we love doing this?" Taki asked, smiling at the excited blader.

Even though she had gotten a lump on her head and a small bloody nose, Ellie was just as excited as Gingka was.

"I know, right?" she asked Gingka. "You get those a lot when you're a spy. You can't get the job done without getting the adrenaline rush; thats for sure,"

"Words to live by," Madoka said from her seat next to Gingka.

Yuki nodded in agreement. "Yep."

Taki added, "Too true."

A/N: Okay, now I've got some stuff to write in here.

First off: I finished their mission! YAY! :)

Second: I'm wondering, should I write a sequel after I finish this?

Third: Could you guys please leave reviews after you read this chapter? I'm not saying I hate having no reviews, but I can't really get some constructive criticism if it's only xxdragonbreathxx that leaves reviews. I mean, it's cool that this story is liked, but more reviews would be nice. I'm just saying, since Legendary Soldiers of the Elements appears to be much more popular than this story.

Anyhoo, I hope you guys liked this chapter!

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