Dangerous Intelligence
Chapter One: Late Night Watcher
I thought up this plot at about 11:00 at night, and I know it's been done in different ways before, but I thought it would be a good story and since it's SUMMER, I needed any ideas I could get! Enjoy Dangerous Intelligence, everyone!
From her perch on the fire escape, Cybersix could see her target: Patrolling the top of the warehouse with clumsy and gangly strides. Timing was everything at this point. If she'd made the least bit of noise while he was facing towards her, that would be that. He'd call for reeinforcements and the night would be wasted. Blame the high heels, she told herself as she leaped for the roof across the alley.
Her arrival was noted with a light thud, but the Fixed Idea strolling around the roof took no notice of it. Poor, dull creature that he was, he didn't hear Cybersix until she was nearly on top of him. By then, there was no time to react-only a Cyber could possibly be fast enough to block her attack. Several jabs to his neck and a well-aimed kick sent the Fixed Idea flying backwards over the edge of the roof.
Cybersix jumped after him, landing on her feet. The mutant, however, was not so lucky, and, even as she arrived, was beginning to evaporate. He left behind the familiar smell of burning carbon, empty clothes, and, beneath the shirt, a vial of green sustenance. A faint smile of relief crossed her face as she picked up the small glass tube and drained its contents. Thankfully, her need for it had been easily quenched-it seemed as though there were more and more Fixed Ideas around Meridiana. Of course, that made nighttime visits to Brandon, Julian, and Lucas more precarious, but Cybersix wasn't one to consider the risks of a two minute trip.
Looking up to judge where the best place to land would be, a light in a window caught her eye. She was puzzled at this; lighted windows held no interest for her. However, after a moment, she was shocked to realize there was a person watching her! Worse yet, he made no move to shut the window; he WANTED her to notice him.
She cursed softly. How much had he seen? And did it matter? Nearly the entire city was well aware that some mysterious lady was in the area, and was probably responsible for half the explosions and strange goings-on that took place. Hell, maybe even 80 percent of them. Still, something in this watcher's face made her... apprehensive, and that should have warned her.
But, being Cybersix (and being as cocky as any of the Cyber Series), she shook off the feeling of the piercing, interested eyes and leaped for the rooftops, heading back to her...well, Adrian Seidelman's apartment.