Ch. 2
The dock was unusually warm for a spring night, and more had shown for the drugs that Magony Xu(1) could ever have imagined. There were indeed people sent by Omega, and Silver. Herself, Trinity, and Ramases would have to be on their toes. Most of the crowd was, just as She had expected, nameless nobodies who just wanted a lift. They disgusted her, at least the Omega's and Silver were enterprising, they sold most of what they got, but these bum's were only gonna use it up in less than a week and come begging for more. This stuff was expensive, and you had to be living pretty cushily to not have to sell it for profit. She was not a user, though she had been tempted many times, she had never been a druggie. She only supplied druggies, which made her two times as bad, in her thinking. And she liked being bad.
"Magony...oh, pardon me, Oracle." Ramases said, covering up his slip in the customary way. "Are you ready?"
"You may call me Magony, Peter, but only while in the presence of Trinity and myself. And if you are ready, we can begin." He escorted her out of the room, and out into the light of the waxing moon. She was wearing a purple skin tight suit, like that of the ninja's of old, and a red cloak. On her belt was a concealed device, as all Dragon Scale members were in possession of, a black box, with two buttons. One, the green one, was for protection. It turned the wearer invisible, to everything but heat seeking devices. The second, the red button, was Dragon Scale's fail safe method. If any member was captured, they would immediately press the red button, and a toxin, deadly, and disguised as a white blood cell, would seep into their blood stream, killing them within half an hour. Fortunately, she had never had to use the red button.
Walking out onto the dock, she watched as her dealers caught little groups and sold their wares. She would make enough tonight to buy the heroin that was going to Beijing. And from that, marijuana for the Vietnamese who would pay in the diamonds that went to the americans who paid in cocaine for the Russians, from them she would get more marijuana and the cycle would start again. She loved her job.
The wind whistled behind her as she stiffened. Ramases, decked out in his blue jeans, with gun belts all around him, noticed it too. The spared each other a glance before turning to face the third member of their elite group. "Leslie." Magony grinned. "Or is it Trinity while your on the job? Oh, well, anyway, it is nice of you to join us from Mount Olympus where you must reside now, as we hardly see you anymore." The light skinned woman was tall, but not as tall as Magony in her opinion, though, if she wished, she could be as tall as the empire state building(2). It only took a thought. She was wearing a bikini style top, and a mini-skirt, both black, and only her black cape to protect her from the wind that had come. Hearing Magony's remark though, she shifted into her Trinity guise, Her skin gold toned, her hair silver, with what might be called age. She pulled her cloak tight around her, and gave Magony a hard stare before gesturing to the crowd on the warf. "Leslie Kramer might as well be dead, I have many alias'. And you know where I was, Oracle. I'm an important part of this team, if I hadn't been in Vietnam all that time negotiating, do you have any idea how long we'd be held up?"
"Ok. Ok. Point taken. Let's just try and get out of here unscathed, ok?"
"Is this the big push you had planned? There aren't more than a thousand people here. We've got 23 hundred pounds of marijuana in this warehouse, how are you planning on selling it all?" Magony smiled at her and shook her head.
"You forget easily, Trinity, that I have many connections. My plan, and yours if you'll stick around to see it through, is this..."
~*~
Sora had the Desk Sargent duties Saturday night, and she was thoroughly bored. it was ten after the hour, and shew hadn't signed anyone in yet. She supposed the lack of crime was good...but she wished it didn't make her job so......what was that word...humdrum. She couldn't very well surf the net either, 'cause even though the desk computer had the latest modem, it ran like one of those ancient 56 kbps(3). It took way to long to load the pages.
She was just wishing something exciting would happen when the double doors burst open, and a horde of people came through. Asians, Africans, Caucasians. Almost every possible ethnic group was represented, and by at least 5 people...at least, that's what she would say later. Right now she did what everyone else in the force was doing, and gawked. She came to attention when Lee Jino, one of their best narcotics experts, came up to the desk.
"Sargent. Our friends here need a place to stay, would you mind booking them?"
"How long?"
"Well, these 12 and these five need put up UFN *Until Further Notice*, and the rest can stay overnight." She sat down and brought up the list on the computer.
"What're they in for? Loitering?"
"Close." He replied without smiling. "This is the output of a very large drug bust. Those seventeen have records...the others we don't know about yet." Sora set about clicking and typing, and seemed a million miles away when she told him. "Get me a list of their names and I'll look it up, ok? Just take them on down, Officer Neho is waiting in cell block 2, you can go from there."
"Thanks." He said, slipping her a ten IC card. She looked at it, and then him, smiling courteously.
"Keep your payoff. I don't need it." She turned her back on him, and waited till the entire group had left the area before turning back around. Her cell phone rang, and she stuffed the headphones/microphone on to answer.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Sora."
"Tai?"
"Nope. Davis."
"Oh, sorry. What's up?"
"This is my one phone call."
"Hmmm?"
"Nothing. They said I had to call someone, and your number was the first that came to mind."
"Who said?"
"These people at the police station."
"What are you doing at the police station, Davis?"
"Umm.....well.....It's kinda funny really....One'a my friends brought me out to this party....I swear I didn't know what was going on....they busted it up...the cops...."
~*~
"Dammit, Tai. What are we supposed to do?" She was pacing around his office, he had his head in his hands.
"I don't know." He said simply.
"That's not an answer!" She slammed her fist on the wall, and counted to ten before saying, "He's got a record, Tai. They're gonna wanna keep him...we'll have to enforce that."
"I know." he whispered.
"How in the hell are we supposed to do that? I mean, has the world forgotten so quickly what we've done as to condemn a digidestined? Can they actually expect us to do that?" She looked at him, but his gaze had been averted. He was staring intently at a picture of himself and Agumon, taken only the year before, in the real world. It made her sad. They all missed their digimon; lord knows she missed Biyomon. But Tai had a special bond with Agumon. One that the rest of them had somehow missed out on.
"Sora, the world never cared in the first place." That's what Ian had told him, years ago. Ian, his best non-digidestined friend... "We saved their butts too many times to count, and they act as if we don't exist. Even when they have digimon of their own, they discredit us!" She could see the wound, as though it were physical. It wasn't of course, but it was there. It was contempt, and darkness. And there was no hope. That's what hurt her most. The emotional sore had no hope, and it was slowly overtaking him. He hadn't been this way when he was with Agumon.
He looked up at her, darkness residing in his eyes. "Why'd you become a cop, Sora?" Without waiting for her to answer, he continued. "I thought I wanted to help people. I thought maybe I could make a difference, change their lives for the better. Look at me, Sora." He said urgently. "All of my major arrests are set ups, I grind people into the dirt because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time. I've planted evidence on people I knew to be guilty, because I knew they'd get away if they went to court. I've been heartless and cold towards people who did nothing. I've put innocents behind bars for life. I'm the best of the best, and it makes me sick." He kept his gaze level with hers, and, getting no response, dismissed her.
(1.) The Three of Dragon Scale are second only to the dragon himself. Magony Xu, Peter Fergesun, and Leslie Kramer are the Three. They are the children of some of the most highly connected people on the planet. Magony Xu is the daughter of The Dragon himself, Peter Fergesun is the son of one of the most highly regarded senators in the Gusedo Senate, and Leslie Kramer's mother was president of the America's untill 2 years ago, and is now a respected advisor to the International Minister.
(2.) Leslie is a shapeshifter, one of the first of her kind.
(3.)56 kbps is the fastest non dsl/cable modem out nowadays *as far as I know* and in 20 years it will be ancient, trust me.
The dock was unusually warm for a spring night, and more had shown for the drugs that Magony Xu(1) could ever have imagined. There were indeed people sent by Omega, and Silver. Herself, Trinity, and Ramases would have to be on their toes. Most of the crowd was, just as She had expected, nameless nobodies who just wanted a lift. They disgusted her, at least the Omega's and Silver were enterprising, they sold most of what they got, but these bum's were only gonna use it up in less than a week and come begging for more. This stuff was expensive, and you had to be living pretty cushily to not have to sell it for profit. She was not a user, though she had been tempted many times, she had never been a druggie. She only supplied druggies, which made her two times as bad, in her thinking. And she liked being bad.
"Magony...oh, pardon me, Oracle." Ramases said, covering up his slip in the customary way. "Are you ready?"
"You may call me Magony, Peter, but only while in the presence of Trinity and myself. And if you are ready, we can begin." He escorted her out of the room, and out into the light of the waxing moon. She was wearing a purple skin tight suit, like that of the ninja's of old, and a red cloak. On her belt was a concealed device, as all Dragon Scale members were in possession of, a black box, with two buttons. One, the green one, was for protection. It turned the wearer invisible, to everything but heat seeking devices. The second, the red button, was Dragon Scale's fail safe method. If any member was captured, they would immediately press the red button, and a toxin, deadly, and disguised as a white blood cell, would seep into their blood stream, killing them within half an hour. Fortunately, she had never had to use the red button.
Walking out onto the dock, she watched as her dealers caught little groups and sold their wares. She would make enough tonight to buy the heroin that was going to Beijing. And from that, marijuana for the Vietnamese who would pay in the diamonds that went to the americans who paid in cocaine for the Russians, from them she would get more marijuana and the cycle would start again. She loved her job.
The wind whistled behind her as she stiffened. Ramases, decked out in his blue jeans, with gun belts all around him, noticed it too. The spared each other a glance before turning to face the third member of their elite group. "Leslie." Magony grinned. "Or is it Trinity while your on the job? Oh, well, anyway, it is nice of you to join us from Mount Olympus where you must reside now, as we hardly see you anymore." The light skinned woman was tall, but not as tall as Magony in her opinion, though, if she wished, she could be as tall as the empire state building(2). It only took a thought. She was wearing a bikini style top, and a mini-skirt, both black, and only her black cape to protect her from the wind that had come. Hearing Magony's remark though, she shifted into her Trinity guise, Her skin gold toned, her hair silver, with what might be called age. She pulled her cloak tight around her, and gave Magony a hard stare before gesturing to the crowd on the warf. "Leslie Kramer might as well be dead, I have many alias'. And you know where I was, Oracle. I'm an important part of this team, if I hadn't been in Vietnam all that time negotiating, do you have any idea how long we'd be held up?"
"Ok. Ok. Point taken. Let's just try and get out of here unscathed, ok?"
"Is this the big push you had planned? There aren't more than a thousand people here. We've got 23 hundred pounds of marijuana in this warehouse, how are you planning on selling it all?" Magony smiled at her and shook her head.
"You forget easily, Trinity, that I have many connections. My plan, and yours if you'll stick around to see it through, is this..."
~*~
Sora had the Desk Sargent duties Saturday night, and she was thoroughly bored. it was ten after the hour, and shew hadn't signed anyone in yet. She supposed the lack of crime was good...but she wished it didn't make her job so......what was that word...humdrum. She couldn't very well surf the net either, 'cause even though the desk computer had the latest modem, it ran like one of those ancient 56 kbps(3). It took way to long to load the pages.
She was just wishing something exciting would happen when the double doors burst open, and a horde of people came through. Asians, Africans, Caucasians. Almost every possible ethnic group was represented, and by at least 5 people...at least, that's what she would say later. Right now she did what everyone else in the force was doing, and gawked. She came to attention when Lee Jino, one of their best narcotics experts, came up to the desk.
"Sargent. Our friends here need a place to stay, would you mind booking them?"
"How long?"
"Well, these 12 and these five need put up UFN *Until Further Notice*, and the rest can stay overnight." She sat down and brought up the list on the computer.
"What're they in for? Loitering?"
"Close." He replied without smiling. "This is the output of a very large drug bust. Those seventeen have records...the others we don't know about yet." Sora set about clicking and typing, and seemed a million miles away when she told him. "Get me a list of their names and I'll look it up, ok? Just take them on down, Officer Neho is waiting in cell block 2, you can go from there."
"Thanks." He said, slipping her a ten IC card. She looked at it, and then him, smiling courteously.
"Keep your payoff. I don't need it." She turned her back on him, and waited till the entire group had left the area before turning back around. Her cell phone rang, and she stuffed the headphones/microphone on to answer.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Sora."
"Tai?"
"Nope. Davis."
"Oh, sorry. What's up?"
"This is my one phone call."
"Hmmm?"
"Nothing. They said I had to call someone, and your number was the first that came to mind."
"Who said?"
"These people at the police station."
"What are you doing at the police station, Davis?"
"Umm.....well.....It's kinda funny really....One'a my friends brought me out to this party....I swear I didn't know what was going on....they busted it up...the cops...."
~*~
"Dammit, Tai. What are we supposed to do?" She was pacing around his office, he had his head in his hands.
"I don't know." He said simply.
"That's not an answer!" She slammed her fist on the wall, and counted to ten before saying, "He's got a record, Tai. They're gonna wanna keep him...we'll have to enforce that."
"I know." he whispered.
"How in the hell are we supposed to do that? I mean, has the world forgotten so quickly what we've done as to condemn a digidestined? Can they actually expect us to do that?" She looked at him, but his gaze had been averted. He was staring intently at a picture of himself and Agumon, taken only the year before, in the real world. It made her sad. They all missed their digimon; lord knows she missed Biyomon. But Tai had a special bond with Agumon. One that the rest of them had somehow missed out on.
"Sora, the world never cared in the first place." That's what Ian had told him, years ago. Ian, his best non-digidestined friend... "We saved their butts too many times to count, and they act as if we don't exist. Even when they have digimon of their own, they discredit us!" She could see the wound, as though it were physical. It wasn't of course, but it was there. It was contempt, and darkness. And there was no hope. That's what hurt her most. The emotional sore had no hope, and it was slowly overtaking him. He hadn't been this way when he was with Agumon.
He looked up at her, darkness residing in his eyes. "Why'd you become a cop, Sora?" Without waiting for her to answer, he continued. "I thought I wanted to help people. I thought maybe I could make a difference, change their lives for the better. Look at me, Sora." He said urgently. "All of my major arrests are set ups, I grind people into the dirt because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time. I've planted evidence on people I knew to be guilty, because I knew they'd get away if they went to court. I've been heartless and cold towards people who did nothing. I've put innocents behind bars for life. I'm the best of the best, and it makes me sick." He kept his gaze level with hers, and, getting no response, dismissed her.
(1.) The Three of Dragon Scale are second only to the dragon himself. Magony Xu, Peter Fergesun, and Leslie Kramer are the Three. They are the children of some of the most highly connected people on the planet. Magony Xu is the daughter of The Dragon himself, Peter Fergesun is the son of one of the most highly regarded senators in the Gusedo Senate, and Leslie Kramer's mother was president of the America's untill 2 years ago, and is now a respected advisor to the International Minister.
(2.) Leslie is a shapeshifter, one of the first of her kind.
(3.)56 kbps is the fastest non dsl/cable modem out nowadays *as far as I know* and in 20 years it will be ancient, trust me.