M-Team
A/N: Heyas, Minna-sama! I would like to give thanks and friendship noogies to all who reviewed. I didn't know that so many people out there were interested in Sonic! You all have my gratitude for your hopefully continuing support. Just so you all know iI am not a Sonic "fan", so to speak/i. No! bdon't kill me/b!!!! Don't worry about it at all! One of my good friends is obsessed, and has been for the past eight or nine years, so she'll make sure that I get everything right. Thank the glorious Maresuke-kun for her dedication to the fandom and for letting me see her bootleg copy of the first episode of the Sonic the Hedgehog anime. It is thanks to her that my creative genius thought this whole thing up! That's why the main character is based off of her. Believe it or not she really i does/i look like Sam Speed in real life! Also:
bFrom now on I refuse to write a new chappie without getting at least FOUR reviews for the last one!!!!!/b
This number will go up as I garner more readers. Another thing is that I would appreciate it if all of you, when reviewing, could leave an email address that I can reach you at. This way I can answer questions and reply to opinions without having to take up space on the next chapters. This is the only time that I'll be doing this, so from now on you will all have to supply your email address if you want a response. A iworking/i email, mind you!
Satokasu Suki: Yeah the Anime will be coming out this fall in the U.S.! I've only seen the first episode and it's great! The opening song ROCKS! I tried to email you, but I don't think the address you have listed on FF.Net works.
TF the Kitsune: I plan on seeing all the bootlegs of the show I can get my hands on so that I can incorporate some of the things from the anime and then screw it all up *Ehem* change the story line to my liking.
Toni the Mink: Paragraphs taken care of! Sorry about that! ^.^;;
Lita: Sorry Lita, but it's based off Sonic Adventure 2, not the comic, so the won't be any Antwoine, which is really sad because I think the little snot is quite funny and amusing. But that's MY opinion. I'm the person who was rudely laughing their head off when you went to go see Romeo and Juliet. I have a personal vendetta against that storyline. The rant is very interesting so email me if you want to hear it bmumbles/b .stupid love shit.Oh! That reminds me! THIS WILL bNOT/b BE AMY/SONIC IN bANY/b WAY, WHATSOEVER!!!!!!
Anywho, I apologize for taking so long with the author's notes! So, without further ado, I would like to present the first installment of M-Team, Hired!
Chapter One:
Hired
Akira Hidomu blinked. He blinked again. All his mental functions seemed to have taken leave of his brain. Yup, they had packed their bags and suitcases, their bathing suits and sunscreen, and were probably, at this very moment, getting a nice relaxing tan on the beach. At this rate he was more likely to die from old age then from the gun pointed at his head.
"What?" he managed to croak out. Certainly not dignified but definitely that rated at least a "returning to the world of the living". He, of course, had most definitely inot/i heard this Sam Speed look-alike hire herself to the police. Nope, definitely not. In fact, he was probably still asleep at his desk in his smaller-than-he-would've-liked office. Maybe he was even hallucinating from lack of oxygen! His "captor" noticed his zoned- out look and spoke.
"I said I'm your newest employee. You will put me on the S-Team," she responded in a sad, almost desperate voice, as if he didn't then she might turn the gun on herself.
"How the hell do you know about S-Team?!?" Hidomu screeched, paranoid. The girl only smiled in a desolate kind of way, responding:
"You can make the paycheck out to Mary Speed."
Hidomu was, needless to say, slightly shell-shocked. Not only had his mental functions taken a vacation to the beach, they had brought along the whole household and decided to live there as surfer bums for the rest of their days. Sam Speed had a . twin? Little sister? What? He needed to collect himself and find out more. Carting his metaphorical senses back to the prison of his mind and doling out life sentences, he took in a calming breath and proceeded to take control of his faculties and, hopefully, the situation as a result.
"Please, come to my office. Sakuwa-san?" he barked, directing a glare at the trembling pile of nerves that was his secretary. "Yes?" she quested tremulously.
"Get Speed-san a cup of tea." The bundle of nerves nodded and hurriedly went about her task while Hidomu reluctantly led the odd-looking young woman into his smaller-than-he-would've-liked office.
"Sit," he barked as he made the precarious sojourn to the chair behind his desk. "Talk," he ordered. Instead the girl collapsed into the chair in front of his desk and began to tremble from what appeared to be silent dry sobs, either that or a seizure, and, as he highly doubted the last option, he became slightly uncomfortable. He never could handle all that emotional crap too well. "Umm, yes.well."
Sakuwa-san, bless that onna's heart, came to his rescue. As she came flitting in with the tea for his, who he now suspected to be slightly unstable, guest, she saw the girl sobbing and immediately gave him a scolding look. She set the tea down and, all traces of fear replaced with something akin to a freakish maternal instinct, held the girl around the shoulders, comforting her with soothing murmurs and gestures. Once again glaring at her employer, who now looked reminiscent of a hick at a computer showcase, wherein he was uncomfortable unknowledgeable and shunned and who would no doubt like to be somewhere very far away, possibly working on his farm.
"What's the matter sweetheart? What's wrong? Shh, it'll all be okay."
"No!" croaked the young woman, still grasping her handgun in a death grip. "It will inot/i be okay!!! My brother is in a ICOMA/I and I might never see him again and it's all that blue thing's fault!!!!" At this point she broke down, allowing tears to silently stream down her face. Hidomu didn't know what inspired him to do what he did next. He would later rationalize it as a temporary loss of sanity, because it just couldn't be possible for him to possess a single sympathetic bone in his body. He had remembered another one of the police's special ops teams, something that shouldn't even have any members yet. The girl might even simply give up and get out of his hair! Brilliant!
"You're hired." Mary looked up at him, surprised. He was actually going to give her a job? Wait. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion. Where was the catch? Hidomu-san was Inot/I a sympathetic man. He was not, by any means, entirely self-serving, but he was Inot/I a nice man. "You won't be working on the S-Team," he ignored the death glares now being shot at him like machine gun fire from the girls burning eyes. "But I believe that I have something slightly more suita-"
"Look, you JERK!! If you think that you can just blow me off and give me some paper pu-" At this point Hidomu smirked cockily, causing an even angrier response in the girl. "IWhy you/I."
"As I was saying, you will be assigned to special ops M-Team instead. It is still experimental and you will need to gather your own team, but as the younger sister of the famous and infamous Sam Speed, I'm sure you'll be able to cope."
"You mean you're actually taking me seriously?" Mary asked, an incredulous look on her face.
"Yes, so you better not screw it up," he responded, inwardly patting himself on the back for finding a nice way out of this little situation. Mary Speed seemed to collect herself and then stood, handing Sakuwa back a handkerchief she had lent her. She bowed.
"Yes sir, and thank you."
"Sure, whatever," he shrugged, wanting to get the whole thing over with.
"One question, Hidomu-san?" she asked without making to leave. The man rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Go ahead, shoot."
"Just what is 'M-Team'?" she quested, making him pause. He turned around with an irritably playful grin as he answered.
"You know what? I actually have no idea!"
A/N: Heyas, Minna-sama! I would like to give thanks and friendship noogies to all who reviewed. I didn't know that so many people out there were interested in Sonic! You all have my gratitude for your hopefully continuing support. Just so you all know iI am not a Sonic "fan", so to speak/i. No! bdon't kill me/b!!!! Don't worry about it at all! One of my good friends is obsessed, and has been for the past eight or nine years, so she'll make sure that I get everything right. Thank the glorious Maresuke-kun for her dedication to the fandom and for letting me see her bootleg copy of the first episode of the Sonic the Hedgehog anime. It is thanks to her that my creative genius thought this whole thing up! That's why the main character is based off of her. Believe it or not she really i does/i look like Sam Speed in real life! Also:
bFrom now on I refuse to write a new chappie without getting at least FOUR reviews for the last one!!!!!/b
This number will go up as I garner more readers. Another thing is that I would appreciate it if all of you, when reviewing, could leave an email address that I can reach you at. This way I can answer questions and reply to opinions without having to take up space on the next chapters. This is the only time that I'll be doing this, so from now on you will all have to supply your email address if you want a response. A iworking/i email, mind you!
Satokasu Suki: Yeah the Anime will be coming out this fall in the U.S.! I've only seen the first episode and it's great! The opening song ROCKS! I tried to email you, but I don't think the address you have listed on FF.Net works.
TF the Kitsune: I plan on seeing all the bootlegs of the show I can get my hands on so that I can incorporate some of the things from the anime and then screw it all up *Ehem* change the story line to my liking.
Toni the Mink: Paragraphs taken care of! Sorry about that! ^.^;;
Lita: Sorry Lita, but it's based off Sonic Adventure 2, not the comic, so the won't be any Antwoine, which is really sad because I think the little snot is quite funny and amusing. But that's MY opinion. I'm the person who was rudely laughing their head off when you went to go see Romeo and Juliet. I have a personal vendetta against that storyline. The rant is very interesting so email me if you want to hear it bmumbles/b .stupid love shit.Oh! That reminds me! THIS WILL bNOT/b BE AMY/SONIC IN bANY/b WAY, WHATSOEVER!!!!!!
Anywho, I apologize for taking so long with the author's notes! So, without further ado, I would like to present the first installment of M-Team, Hired!
Chapter One:
Hired
Akira Hidomu blinked. He blinked again. All his mental functions seemed to have taken leave of his brain. Yup, they had packed their bags and suitcases, their bathing suits and sunscreen, and were probably, at this very moment, getting a nice relaxing tan on the beach. At this rate he was more likely to die from old age then from the gun pointed at his head.
"What?" he managed to croak out. Certainly not dignified but definitely that rated at least a "returning to the world of the living". He, of course, had most definitely inot/i heard this Sam Speed look-alike hire herself to the police. Nope, definitely not. In fact, he was probably still asleep at his desk in his smaller-than-he-would've-liked office. Maybe he was even hallucinating from lack of oxygen! His "captor" noticed his zoned- out look and spoke.
"I said I'm your newest employee. You will put me on the S-Team," she responded in a sad, almost desperate voice, as if he didn't then she might turn the gun on herself.
"How the hell do you know about S-Team?!?" Hidomu screeched, paranoid. The girl only smiled in a desolate kind of way, responding:
"You can make the paycheck out to Mary Speed."
Hidomu was, needless to say, slightly shell-shocked. Not only had his mental functions taken a vacation to the beach, they had brought along the whole household and decided to live there as surfer bums for the rest of their days. Sam Speed had a . twin? Little sister? What? He needed to collect himself and find out more. Carting his metaphorical senses back to the prison of his mind and doling out life sentences, he took in a calming breath and proceeded to take control of his faculties and, hopefully, the situation as a result.
"Please, come to my office. Sakuwa-san?" he barked, directing a glare at the trembling pile of nerves that was his secretary. "Yes?" she quested tremulously.
"Get Speed-san a cup of tea." The bundle of nerves nodded and hurriedly went about her task while Hidomu reluctantly led the odd-looking young woman into his smaller-than-he-would've-liked office.
"Sit," he barked as he made the precarious sojourn to the chair behind his desk. "Talk," he ordered. Instead the girl collapsed into the chair in front of his desk and began to tremble from what appeared to be silent dry sobs, either that or a seizure, and, as he highly doubted the last option, he became slightly uncomfortable. He never could handle all that emotional crap too well. "Umm, yes.well."
Sakuwa-san, bless that onna's heart, came to his rescue. As she came flitting in with the tea for his, who he now suspected to be slightly unstable, guest, she saw the girl sobbing and immediately gave him a scolding look. She set the tea down and, all traces of fear replaced with something akin to a freakish maternal instinct, held the girl around the shoulders, comforting her with soothing murmurs and gestures. Once again glaring at her employer, who now looked reminiscent of a hick at a computer showcase, wherein he was uncomfortable unknowledgeable and shunned and who would no doubt like to be somewhere very far away, possibly working on his farm.
"What's the matter sweetheart? What's wrong? Shh, it'll all be okay."
"No!" croaked the young woman, still grasping her handgun in a death grip. "It will inot/i be okay!!! My brother is in a ICOMA/I and I might never see him again and it's all that blue thing's fault!!!!" At this point she broke down, allowing tears to silently stream down her face. Hidomu didn't know what inspired him to do what he did next. He would later rationalize it as a temporary loss of sanity, because it just couldn't be possible for him to possess a single sympathetic bone in his body. He had remembered another one of the police's special ops teams, something that shouldn't even have any members yet. The girl might even simply give up and get out of his hair! Brilliant!
"You're hired." Mary looked up at him, surprised. He was actually going to give her a job? Wait. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion. Where was the catch? Hidomu-san was Inot/I a sympathetic man. He was not, by any means, entirely self-serving, but he was Inot/I a nice man. "You won't be working on the S-Team," he ignored the death glares now being shot at him like machine gun fire from the girls burning eyes. "But I believe that I have something slightly more suita-"
"Look, you JERK!! If you think that you can just blow me off and give me some paper pu-" At this point Hidomu smirked cockily, causing an even angrier response in the girl. "IWhy you/I."
"As I was saying, you will be assigned to special ops M-Team instead. It is still experimental and you will need to gather your own team, but as the younger sister of the famous and infamous Sam Speed, I'm sure you'll be able to cope."
"You mean you're actually taking me seriously?" Mary asked, an incredulous look on her face.
"Yes, so you better not screw it up," he responded, inwardly patting himself on the back for finding a nice way out of this little situation. Mary Speed seemed to collect herself and then stood, handing Sakuwa back a handkerchief she had lent her. She bowed.
"Yes sir, and thank you."
"Sure, whatever," he shrugged, wanting to get the whole thing over with.
"One question, Hidomu-san?" she asked without making to leave. The man rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Go ahead, shoot."
"Just what is 'M-Team'?" she quested, making him pause. He turned around with an irritably playful grin as he answered.
"You know what? I actually have no idea!"