The Loch Ness Syndrome: Zed's Fishing Trip

Part 6: A Mess in Loch Ness

The agents swam around the loch. R, Delia, Kay, and Jay were still in their wetsuits so they could dive in and search for her beneath the surface. Unfortunately the cold waters made it next to impossible for Zed and Zeeltor to aid the agents without high risk of hypothermia so they had no choice but to wait on land and just pray that she was alright.

"Yazmine?" Jay called as he surfaced again. No sign of her. And the look of concern on Zeeltor's face was starting to get to him. He'd never seen the doctor so worried about anyone before.

Delia looked around beneath the still waters, she could see the remains of their vessel which had sunk to the bottom of the loch. But Yazmine was nowhere to be found. Either she had drowned and they simply hadn't found her yet, or something far worse had happened to her…she had become Flippy's meal.

R and Kay swam deeper into the loch. Not willing to give up on a fellow MIB. "See anything with those eyes of yours?" Kay asked.

"Nothing yet Sir," R sighed.

"Maybe she washed up along the shore somewhere?"

"Wouldn't Zed or Zeeltor have found her by now?"

Kay grew quiet. Things didn't look good for the scientist. And if she didn't turn up soon, things were going to look REALLY bad for Flippy. Agents didn't take kindly to alien scum that took down one of their own.

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It was cold, she could tell that much. Was she dead? Oh well---if she was---she'd have to face the music sometime, might as well be now. Slowly Yazmine opened her eyes and tried to view her surroundings. Her vision was so blurry that she could hardly make out anything but some rough looking stony walls. A cave?

Her had felt the coldest. She glanced down and noticed it was resting in a pool of water. An underwater cave?

Then her memory returned and she remembered sinking once the boat was overturned by the creature. Something had grabbed her lab coat and pulled her to the far end of the loch. The water was so deep and cold that she had simply passed out. Flippy must've taken her here. So she wasn't dead after all. Well, she had to admit, this was a relief.

When she tried to sit up she heard the faint sound of the water rustling and then voices off in the distance. They didn't sound like natives of the country.

"And what have we here?"

"Flippy! We told you to get the HEAD of the MIB. Does this look like Zed to you?!"

The alien surfaced, but with less fierceness than when he had attacked the boat. He eased his way over to the rock where he had laid the scientist down. "She was drowning. You never said anything about casualties when we first made this bargain."

"Oh please," the first human, an older looking man with light brown hair, scoffed, "the big ferocious sea beast is too soft and gentle to allow someone to drown in the loch. Oh how sweet!"

The other human, a black haired male with a beard headed over to Yazmine and jerked her to her feet, "Look Flippy, either go back out there and get us Zed or we'll see to it that her life is made just as miserable as yours!"

Yazmine had had enough of this. With a lightening fast movement she spread her wings, cutting right into the side and arm of the brutish man who held her. "Hey! OW!"

He threw her to the floor. "What's wrong with you Lenny?" the other human sneered.

"That wenches wings," Lenny exclaimed, "they're razor sharp!"

Yazmine quickly picked herself up off the ground, if her wings hadn't been wet she might've taken the opportunity to fly around the cave and search for a way out.

The other human, Flint, stared at the lavender skinned alien with interest, "Wings that are razor sharp eh? We could double our chances of getting that hostage if she were working for us."

"Don't count on it!" Yazmine hissed, "I'd never work for the likes of you!"

"That's just what I said lass." Flippy stared down sympathetically at the creature.

"Then why did you attack all those tourists and overturn our boat?" Yazmine inquired.

"Because, these ruffians took it upon themselves to use mind control!" he glared at the two humans.

"Oh dear," Lenny laughed, "Flippy's having another fit of heroism."

Flint pulled a small remote control sized device out of this pocket, pointing it towards Flippy, he activated it. A brilliant flash, tens times as bright as a Neuralyzer's, filled the space between the human and alien. Flippy's eyes went blank for a moment before he shook his head and violently thrashed about, "There now," Flint chuckled, "that's better."

Yazmine was enraged, the poor alien, "Monster! How dare you treat another being that way!"

"Oh it's nothing personal," Lenny remarked as he approached her, "just business."

"The MIB will see to it that you're both put out of business," Yazmine spat, "PERMANENTLY!"

Then she noticed something about Lenny. Where she had cut him with her wings his skin seemed to peel away. Instead of bleeding red like a human his underlying white skin eked forth a amber colored fluid. "You're not humans," she gasped, "you're Quasians!"

Lenny was caught off guard and glanced down at his human suit.

"Oh way to go genius." Flint said sarcastically. "Leave it to you to blow our cover."

"Doesn't matter anyway," Lenny insisted, "soon she'll be working for us just like Mr. Sensitive here."

Flint nodded and raised the device. Yazmine glanced around for a place to run but since she couldn't swim her options were slim. She had no hope but to run around on the large rock they were on until her wings were dried and she could fly out of reach, and hopefully, out of range. Shielding her eyes she darted past the two aliens in disguise and made a beeline for the edge of the rock.

"Flippy!" Flint commanded, "Stop her!"

The large alien looked as if he were struggling against himself for a moment. "NOW!" Flint hissed. The mind control took complete effect and the creature was forced to obey.

Yazmine was nearly at the rock's edge and ready to double back when a huge flipper slapped the ground in front of her. She lost her balance and fell, looking up she saw the snarling alien.

"Well, well, well." a sinister voice mused behind her, "No where to run to."

She grimaced and turned to face her pursuers. "You'll never get away with this."

"In case you haven't noticed," Flint jeered, raising the device, "we already have."

Another brilliant flash of light filled the gap between Yazmine and Flint. Before another thought could enter her mind, she was lost in the power of the mind control device.

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