Disclaimer: Say it with me…I don't own Sailor Moon. So don't sue. Good…have a cookie!!!
I didn't really mean it about having a cookie…sorry.
Sailor Mars fell onto the hard cold ground. There was absolutely no one around in the alley she had landed into. She quickly detransformed. She was wearing a black futuristic body suit.
She struggled to pull the envelope from her tight pockets. Amy Anderson, Clearwall Building, Executive Office, 3rd floor. Next to the envelope was a street map.
"Okay according to the map I need to walk 5 blocks south. No prob."
Raye started to walk down the street when she saw a familiar face. Her face was plastered on another Wanted poster. This time for computer fraud. "Jeez. What's so bad about computer fraud?" Raye asked herself as she walked into the main street.
She got the answer immediately. It was something out of Batman Beyond. Cars whizzed up in the air while people below them looked intensely at computer chips.
Now she knew why computer fraud was such a crime. It was like mass murder to these people. She would have to slip by unnoticed. But it was only five blocks. Not like it was five miles or anything. Raye then turned her head and her eyes widened. She couldn't see the end of the block.
The blocks were a mile long. "Okay…maybe this isn't going to be as easy as I thought."
After five long miles Raye reached the Clearwall Building. She dragged herself inside and to the elevator. She stepped inside and looked for the buttons. There were none. "What floor ma'am?"
Raye jumped. There was no one in the elevator. She looked up. It must be the computer. "3rd."
The elevator whizzed up. Raye got off feeling rather dizzy. "Have a nice day ma'am."
"You too." Raye said her head still spinning.
Raye found the Executive Room with little trouble and politely rapped on the door.
And out came the owner of Clearwall Industries herself. Amy.
More next time. Sorry. :-D.
I didn't really mean it about having a cookie…sorry.
Sailor Mars fell onto the hard cold ground. There was absolutely no one around in the alley she had landed into. She quickly detransformed. She was wearing a black futuristic body suit.
She struggled to pull the envelope from her tight pockets. Amy Anderson, Clearwall Building, Executive Office, 3rd floor. Next to the envelope was a street map.
"Okay according to the map I need to walk 5 blocks south. No prob."
Raye started to walk down the street when she saw a familiar face. Her face was plastered on another Wanted poster. This time for computer fraud. "Jeez. What's so bad about computer fraud?" Raye asked herself as she walked into the main street.
She got the answer immediately. It was something out of Batman Beyond. Cars whizzed up in the air while people below them looked intensely at computer chips.
Now she knew why computer fraud was such a crime. It was like mass murder to these people. She would have to slip by unnoticed. But it was only five blocks. Not like it was five miles or anything. Raye then turned her head and her eyes widened. She couldn't see the end of the block.
The blocks were a mile long. "Okay…maybe this isn't going to be as easy as I thought."
After five long miles Raye reached the Clearwall Building. She dragged herself inside and to the elevator. She stepped inside and looked for the buttons. There were none. "What floor ma'am?"
Raye jumped. There was no one in the elevator. She looked up. It must be the computer. "3rd."
The elevator whizzed up. Raye got off feeling rather dizzy. "Have a nice day ma'am."
"You too." Raye said her head still spinning.
Raye found the Executive Room with little trouble and politely rapped on the door.
And out came the owner of Clearwall Industries herself. Amy.
More next time. Sorry. :-D.