Master Six 2:

Truth and Consequences

Chapter 5

The roof of the Celadon City Department Store.

Not the most ideal place to begin the search of your life.

But Heather doesn't care.

She doesn't care about anything right now.

All she cares about are the little numbers on the elevator lighting up.

That, and the fact that she might find her father.

About seven years ago, her father left Heather at the stoop of her Aunt Janet's house. He was going off to do...something, and that something didn't involve Heather. Heather was five when she last saw her father. Her Aunt would never talk about her father. And now Aunt Janet was dead...but enough about that. Heather had thought that her dad might also be dead.

But apparently he wasn't.

The only thing she knew about him was that he had a pet pokemon Red.

And that he collaborated with Giovanni to build the magic flute that gave Heather her name: Whistler.

Now someone was looking for him, and they had invited her along.

She brought Gavin and Amber Lynn along with her.

Or at least they came with her.

She was glad, in a way.

This was a personal thing, but at least they were there for support.

In a short while, they finally reached the roof. The elevator stopped, and the doors opened. Heather stepped out, and took a slow look around. It was deserted.

She stepped out more, and Gavin and Amber Lynn followed. It was dark; the sky was full of clouds. The roof really did look deserted.

But it wasn't.

"Nobody's here," Amber Lynn commented quietly.

"Shhhh," Heather whispered, "over there."

Amber Lynn and Gavin looked where Heather pointed.

There stood a girl. She was lean, yet strong looking. She had light blonde hair, and wore bright pink lipstick and nail polish. She was wearing a blue bodysuit, with what looked like wiring on it. There also appeared to be someone sitting at a table next to her. But that person had their back to Heather, and it was too dark to see them.

"Hey!" Heather shouted to the girl.

The girl darted her eyes at the other guy looking worried. He waved her on, and the girl turned and took a step towards Heather.

"Heather Lapier?" she asked.

"Yeah," Heather answered, "but it's Whistler to you."

"Heh," the dark man laughed.

"Hey!" Heather started shouting, "I'm not here to play any games. Who are you? And...what is this about my father?"

"Calm down Heather," Gavin warned.

"No Gavin," Heather shot back, "I'm not going to calm down, I'm going to get some answers." She started towards the duo of strangers think boldness in her step. Gavin and Amber Lynn moved with her.

"Ah Heather," the dark man spoke up, "you're getting tougher in your old age. You never used to be this bold." He turned in his chair to face his visitors.

"That voice," Heather whispered, and nearly broke down when she saw his face.

"Hello Heather," Cid said, "it's been a while."

"Hello Cid," Heather said, regaining herself.

"Cid?" Gavin wondered. They had met before, but Cid was a surprise.

"Hello Gavin. Hello Amber Lynn," he stood and moved to them, "it is good to finally meet you my dear." He said to Amber Lynn as he kissed her hand.

"Nice to meet you too," Amber Lynn answered, "but I haven't heard that much about you."

"I'm sure you haven't," Cid answered, "Heather likes to avoid the past I'm sure."

"Cid?" Heather asked, "What is this all about?"

"Ahem!" the girl in the blue bodysuit interrupted.

"Ah yes," Cid responded, "first allow me to introduce my partner. This is Crystal Logan. Her codename is Cyber. I, of course, am Cid Tyrone. To keep things business-like, please refer to me as Mon-Star."

"Mon-Star huh?" Heather questioned, "okay fine. We are Whistler, Shooter, and Velocity. And again I ask, what is this about...Mon-Star?"

"To begin to explain Whistler," Mon-Star started, "we are members of the CPIA..."

"Are you sure this is okay?" Cyber asked.

"Yes, they're fine," Mon-Star waved off, "Ahem, where was I. Yes, we are agents of the CPIA. The Central Pokemon Intelligence Agency. We are Central Pokemon Intelligence Agents, or cippies for short. The CPIA is a peacekeeping force that relies more on secrecy and planning than outright fighting and arresting. We work above and beyond the Global Police, or any other police force. Many cippies possess some kind of special ability. Like you and your friends in a way. I have accomplished my goal; I am a master of monster pokemon. That is why I am Mon-Star. Monster pokemon are large and ferocious pokemon.

Cyber here has a cybernetic suit of armor that she can mentally control. You will get to see it later. The CPIA is a secret organization weeding out the scum of society without the better part of the world knowing. Cippies are sent out on mission to be done under the utmost secrecy, and the job is always done. We are usually sent out to find criminals and fugitives. And we have recently been given the mission of finding Malcolm Lapier. Your father."

"My father," Whistler agreed, "and so you contacted me because...?"

"I contacted you because we are friends, and I felt that you might actually be interested in meeting your father. If I am wrong, then you can leave and please keep the CPIA under your hat. Pack up Cyber, we're out of here." He stood up and grabbed his jacket from the back of his chair.

"W...Wait!" Whistler spoke suddenly, "I want to go with you. I want to find my father."

"Yes," Shooter added, "we're going."

"Very well then," Mon-Star said, "welcome to our team."

"So where do we start?" Amber Lynn asked, crossing her arms. She didn't really know Cid, this Mon-Star. But Whistler and Shooter were cool with him.

"There is a reason I had you come to Celadon City," Mon-Star said, "there is a lady here. Someone who used to work with your father is living in the city. Our first step is to meet with this woman and see what she knows."

"What's her name?" Whistler asked.

"Her name is Agatha, Agatha Carter," Mon-Star answered, "now let's go. Time may be of the essence."

And they were off.