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Adepts Through the Ages - The King
Setting - August 16th, 1977 - Memphis, Tennessee, USA
Bob's BBQ. A harmless sounding place, unless you were trying to avoid being seen, then it was the perfect place to hide.
Piers didn't know how he got into these messes, or how he even ended up working in the first place. They had made him shave his hair! His beautiful blue hair. Said it attracted too much attention. Like wearing a black suit and black sunglasses even at night didn't attract attention. Pfft.
Piers looked back at the unconscious man lying on the floor of the storage space he was currently hiding in. Another day, another job. This time recruiting a new agent. If you could call kidnapping someone and making the world believe the person was dead recruiting.
Turning back to the door, Piers pressed his ear against it, listening for the sounds of people. Nothing, it seemed like the coast was finally clear. He grabbed the sleeping man and hoisted him onto his shoulder, then made a dash through the BBQ joint for the back alley. A car (black again) pulled up to Piers. He set the man in the back seat and climbed in.
The man slowly woke up. The last thing he remembered was heading to bed. And now, he saw as he groggily looked around, he was in a moving car with a strange man.
"Good morning," said Piers. "Now, I'm sure you're wondering where you are and what's happening, but please, wait until we get there."
"Where's there?" the man asked. His mind was desperately trying to figure out just what was going on.
"We are headed to headquarters down in Buenos Aires," Piers replied. "And we should be arriving at the heliport soon. So just sit back and relax."
The man was still confused, but there was no way for him to contact anyone. And this strange man seemed to have blue fungus growing out of his head since nobody had natural blue hair. The man decided to wait and see what would happen.
"Welcome to RELAT!" announced Piers as the helicopter came in for a landing on top of a building in the middle of the forest. "Now, right this way. I'll get you checked in and then someone should come by to de-brief you. Follow me." He went down a flight of stairs to a reception desk.
"Hey, Piers. New guy?" the secretary asked. She received a nod. "Okay, I can take it from here. Actually, everyone's busy right now. You'll have to de-brief him." Piers glared at her but led the man to another room anyways.
The two men sat down in a pair of folding chairs. "Okay," Piers began, "Seems like I get to explain everything to you. You have been recruited by RELAT. No meaning behind the name. We do various things, whatever we get hired to do. Usually though, it's some sort of Public Relations job."
"Wait, wait, wait," the man said, stopping Piers. "Why am I here and when can I go home?"
"You are here because you are our latest recruit. The higher-ups believed you could help us." Piers stood and started walking around the small room. "And you can never go home. You are dead. You are going to start over here. You will spend the next two years in this building before you are even allowed outside again. Your former life is over, gone, done. Jenna will show you around."
Piers left the room as Jenna entered it. "Okay then, Mr. Presley. Seems everything's alright here. Your new name will be Lyle. Come with me and I can show you where you'll be staying and where everything and anything is." The two left.
Two Years Later
The man stepped out into the world once more and took a deep breathe. "Look out world, Elvis Presley is back!" Thus did the Elvis-sightings begin.
Unfortunately, Agent Lyle has a bad habit of sneaking off and causing havoc with the Elvis fans. He also enjoys being an Elvis impersonator and has won the Best Elvis Impersonator award three years in a row.
A/N: Not one of my best, but as you can tell by the fact that this is the first story in a while, I'm losing motivation. This one seems to revolve more around Elvis than around Piers or anyone else. But it's something. Was much funnier in my head though.