There is something to be kept in mind when working in the paranormal and in investigations involving those who maybe insane, this thing is to never project logic onto your target, more often then not, a monkey will throw shit in your face and laugh at you. So, if you avoid projecting logic onto the members of a not particularly sane group of people then when statements like, "Sousuke…could be brought back at any moment." Are said then you are not surprised, however, if you do not possess the ability to keep yourself from projecting logic onto your enemies then the collective, "WHHHAAAAT?!" is indeed surely to follow such a declaration as, "Sousuke…could be brought back at any moment." (AN- Hitchhiker's Guide style, ne? lol, maybe not.)
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The Red Monarch
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Everything was going as he had orchestrated so long ago, even when they thought they had defeated him, gotten rid of him the first time, it was the perfect slap in the face. "Here I am," he whispered out to the darkness imagining his enemies standing before him, "I finally get my revenge on all of you," a wide smile graced his lips, "and soon my greatest tool will be beside me again." A laugh echoed through the dark halls.
"Sir, I've gotten news from Takakura," an young man bowed before the laughing man. Ash-mauve eyes flickered down to the servant kneeled before him alight with a malicious- yet curious glow and laughter ceased.
"And?" the standing man asked as he raised an eyebrow.
"Hiro doesn't seem any wiser to the true plan, " the servant uttered the name with blatant distaste, "In fact he seems bent on bringing his 'master' back ahead of schedule." The standing man's lips pulled into a hateful sneer and he turned sharply away from the kneeling servant.
"Sousuke has so far done everything to my specifications," the man said as he irritably tugged on a strand of his long blonde hair from behind his back, "like a good pet monster," he said with a twisted, amused like tone, "I won't have our plans screwed up by this imbecile!" The blonde man snarled as he swirled around quickly and charged out of his chambers.
The servant stood with a smirk on his face, his golden eyes shimmered in what light the chamber offered. He flicked strands of blue hair out of his eyes, "I wonder," he mused aloud, "just who is really pulling the strings here." Takumi turned and followed the former head of the Center to the private planes.
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"Dragons are curious creatures of legend. In western mythology they are often evil beings; in Chinese mythology they are often good entities. This contradiction makes them the perfect mascot for the former Center Black Ops." an elderly voice spoke out to his associates, he turned from his desk cluttered beyond recognition with scientific toys that questioned the current age humanity was living in. "A powerful being that terrifies, and leaves humans in awe," he continued as he walked by three of his assistants, "And is capable of utter destruction," he mused, "or the perfect peace that has sense the beginning of time linger just out of humanity's grasp."
"Dr. Proteus Richard, you seem well," a female voice came from behind him, the associates and Dr. Richard turned to see a tall woman in black with long blonde hair. Dr. Richard smiled nastily at his former assistant. There was a click of the gun that she aimed at his head.
"Agent Octavia Paine," he eyes glistened with the intent to stab with his words, "Oh, wait, you were cast aside like the rest of us when your boyfriend and your rival decided to purge the Center, You're just regular old Octavia Paine now." Octavia's eye narrowed with hate.
"Shut up!" she screamed, her finger tantalizingly close to the trigger of the gun.
"Let me guess," Dr. Richard said, "you think that if you bring at least me in, they'll accept you back?" he laughed, "I'm sorry my dear, but I'm not enough to absolve your sins."
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It was as if the whole world had come to an end well, maybe not that dire of a reaction yet. Just still, tense, as if they were afraid to speak lest everything would be revealed as not a joke. "I need to talk to Tatsuki." Colin suddenly said as he pulled his young charge away from the group. He whispered to her in her native tongue, "What do you plan to do?"
"What can I do?" she questioned in turn.
This is much shorter then I'm used to writing; but please enjoy and review if you like.