Of Mockingbirds and Mimics Vol.1

Chapter Three: Dynasty

            " Oh, where is that man," the blonde grumbled under her breath as she sipped her strawberry smoothie. She was sitting on one of the many pleather chairs in front of the gate. A pale pink stylish messanger bag replaced her black bag. Her blue eyes peered through their gold-rimmed glasses at a tall figure walking towards her.

            She was sitting there nonchantly. She had taken her hair out of her two buns. Golden waves framed a heart-shaped face adorned with little circle glasses. Piercing blue eyes riveted towards him, and glossy pink lips smirked at his messy appearance. He felt his jaw twitch with annoyance. " So I was a little late," he pouted in his head. His eyes rolled under his black wraparound sunglasses.

            She giggled to herself as she saw his jaw twitch. She knew he noticed her little smirk, and was probably rolling his eyes under those ridiculous dark shades. She stood up, and straightened her pale yellow knee-length skirt and white cotton halter-top. She grabbed her pink bag, and walked over to him. She stopped when her cream sandals were an inch from his black boots. She stood on tiptoes and whispered in his ear. " Why are you wearing those goddamn bloody shades?"

            He felt himself grin at her little imitation of a British. " Because its absurdly bright in here Usako," he winced as he felt a pinch on his arm.

            " We're not in Japan anymore, Mamarou," she mocked his name.

            " Fine Serena," he imitated her italics, " and it's Darien."

            She rolled her eyes. " Come on," she grabbed his arm and hurried him towards the open gate.

            As they settled down onto their cool leather seats in first class, Darien couldn't but help notice their different appearances. He dressed in all black, and her in pastel colors. " Some things never change," he grinned as he leaned back and let his mind drift to the past.

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He was sitting on an ivory leather loveseat. Next to him was a silver table with a blue lamp on it. On the other side of it was an identical loveseat. One foot in front of him was a blank blue wall. Behind him was a blank blue wall. Suddenly the door to his left creaked opened. He looked down and saw a pair of white platform sneakers walk across the ivory throw rugs, and the gleaming wooden floor. As his eyes traveled up, he noticed no socks, smooth long legs, a pair of white cutoffs, a small light pink wyfebeater, and the silliest hairdo he ever saw. He didn't miss the smirk on the pink lips and the haughty uplift of the blonde's eyebrow as her eyes looked him over. " Anything interesting?" he asked coolly.

            She continued to smirk. " What happened? Did someone die, or do you always dress like that in 101 degree weather?" she jeered in a light tone as if asking for the time.

            He cocked an eyebrow up. Today, like other days, he wore all black. From his black boots, black baggy pants, to black muscle shirt, the only thing that stood out were his azure eyes. " Did you forget to dress today? Because it still looks like you're in your underwear and bra," he fired back at her.

            She laughed lightly, and crossed her legs as she plopped down onto the other loveseat. He liked her laugh, it sounded like little silver bells, and he permitted himself a small grin.

            Suddenly the wall in front of them began moving. When it stopped, in front of them were large multi-screens of information, tons of electrical equipment, and a group of people, who looked exactly their age. A girl with cropped blue hair got up from her chair and walked over to the dumb fuddled couple. " Hello. My name is Ami. Welcome to Dynasty," she greeted.

            Serena was the first to recover from the shock. " I'm Ser-" she began.

            " Serena Tenor. I know," Ami interjected. She held her hand to me. " Darien Shields. Hello. I suggest you follow me. I'm closing off the blue entrance now."

            We walked into the huge room filled with inventions beyond our imagination. Serena's hair kept brushing against my arm, as she turned her head every which way to take in all the scenery. It reminded me of my first thought of her silly hairdo. " Meatball Head," I whispered into her ear as I tugged one of the strands. She turned quickly and glared at me. " Why you-" she began furiously.

            " Let me introduce you to the rest of the Dynasty crew," Ami interrupted smoothly. She motioned for the group to stand in a line. " This is Rei, head of martial arts," she waved at a stunning young woman with deep violet eyes and even darker hair. Rei parted her ruby lips and motioned to the tall man next to her. " This is Chad. My partner."

            Chad's deep brown eyes sparkled. " I deal with dirt fighting. Not everyone fights nobly and everyone needs to understand that."

            Ami motioned a hand at three tall girls; one with wavy green hair, one with cropped golden hair, and another with long ebony hair and forest green highlights. " Michelle deals with all our water technology." She pointed to the delicate green-haired girl. " Amara's an expert with our automobiles and sword fighting." She nodded to the blonde female. " And Trista  handles our international affairs," she said about the tall woman. A slim girl, with ebony hair and purple highlights, stepped lightly out from behind Trista. Ami just noticed her. " This is Hotaru. She deals with the client's victims after you are done with them."

            Suddenly, 5 other people ran in from the auto-sliding door.

            " Sorry. Troubles," a young man apologized breathlessly. At Ami's nod he introduced himself. " I'm Greg. I deal with computer technology and inventions."

            A tall brunette with curly hair stepped up. " I'm Lita. I'm an expert on electricity and martial arts. I'm also the only one who can cook here," she chuckled.

            " Not true Lita!" a blond man shook his finger at her. " I'm Andrew. I'm a doctor and I can cook too," he glared playfully at Lita.

            The strong looking man next to him clasped his shoulder and laughed. " Better watch how you look at her," he joked. " I'm Ken. I do equipment and mechanics." He greeted.

            " Oh, you guys! Stop teasing!" a whimsical blonde giggled. " I'm Mina! I make all your disguises!" she chirped.

            " And as I said before, I'm Ami. I'm the head and brains behind Dynasty," she smiled slightly. She waved and everyone found a chair and sat down.

            " What's Dynasty?" Serena asked.

            " It's sort of a company," Mina's mouth pouted as she tried to think of the correct definition.

            " We work for the United States. We find out the robber barons, the fake tycoons, and once they make a wrong step, we're on them," Lita grinned viciously.

            Ami added in smoothly," We need two agents. And we were told you two were the ebst. Serena you were trained in Serenity's Temple by Luna, the renowned spy. Artemis, Luna's old con partner, trained you, Darien from Endymion's Field.

            " But what do we do?" I asked. Serena nodded in agreement.

            " Each week you're a different person. Sometimes you are a mocking bird and sometimes you are a mimic," Trista replied, eyes deep.

            " What's the difference?" Serena asked confused.

            " It's a sin to kill a mockingbird, but sometimes what you do isn't so innocent, thusly a mimic," Amara explained seriously.

            Serena and I saw back in deep thought. I was the first one to speak up. " What's in it for me?" I asked cautiously.

            Ami regarded me calmly, and sat back, arms crossed. " What's in if for you…" she said. " Let me ask you something. When you find a bird caught onto something manmade, do you free it?"

            " Yes," I answered suspicious.

            " Well, what was in it for you? Why did you take the time to free it?" she asked.

            " Because it needed your help," Serena answered for me, quietly.

            " Yes. And Dynasty needs the best. We need your help," Ami looked at me.

Serena looked at me. " I'll do it," Serena said.

It surprised me when my voice echoed hers. " I'll do it too."

            Ami's face lit up, making her look much younger than the stern, impassive female before. Mina grabbed Serena's hand and dragged her over to the right side of the room where a door slid open. The other girls, even Ami, ran after, trying to catch up. The guys and I looked at each other, and burst out laughing.

            " She's one of a kind, Mina," I smiled.

            " Isn't she?" Andrew looked wistfully at the door. It hit me.

            " Are you guys dating?" I asked impulsively.

            " Nope," Andrew looked sober.

            " How long have you known each other?"

            " The whole group?"

            " Um…sure."

            " Mina, Rei, Ami, and Lita trained at the Gaurdian Grounds. The other girls trained at the Outer Temples. We, all the guys, were trained at the Solitary Soldiers. We were all taught basic martial arts, and then split up to major in our specialities."

            " How did you get together?"

            The guys looked at each other, grinned, and said unanimously, " Diana."

            " Who?" I asked bemused.

            " Diana, daughter of the fierce Luna and Artemis. She's in charge of the whole chain of groups; even the bad ones."

            " And bad ones?" I echoed, truly confused.

            " See a few years ago, Diana rebelled against her parents. She didn't want to live a different life each week. She formed a secret organization that just hunts and kills the spies working for her parents. So one day, Diana found herself on a mission. She caught this one little boy, but just couldn't kill him."

            " Why not?"

            " He said to her, ' I didn't chose this life, but someone needs to protect them.' And she looked him in the eyes and let him go. Before he left he said, ' you're a mockingbird yourself. You help other people, so it would just be a sin to kill you. So I won't'" 

            " Huh?"

            " The boy was sent to kill her too, Darien."

            " Oh."

            " So, she formed Dynasty. The best special agents to protect the 'little people'"

            " Why's it called Dynasty?"

            " I do not know."

            " Hmm…" I sat back and thought.

            " Anyways, let's get you to your room…would you like some orange juice?"

            " Huh?"

            " Sir? Sir? Would you like some orange juice? Sir? Sir?"

            I jolted awake.

To Be Cont'd…

AN: So, do you guys like it so far? -_- I'm not getting too many reviews.

PS: What is Pluto's NA name? Is it Trista? I don't remember!