Has anyone of you wandered what happened to Fann, Gantt, Catherine, Alex
and Angel? Well, I'll write about them in this chapter. The plan's
underway.
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* * * * * * Change in setting
" . . . " Talking
' . . . ' Thinking
` . . . ` Bitbeast talking, if any
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A woman clad in blue put her finger onto a small rectangular box.
^ Access clarified. Password? ^ An electronic voice spoke.
"Gladly. Periodic 7."
^ Access allowed. ^
The woman's long, bluish purple hair was swept back to her ear, revealing a pair of gleaming eyes. She smirked wickedly and turned to a silver limousine. She entered it and drove into the deep opening.
They had entered a tunnel.
* * * * * *
A naked woman smoked a cigar and sat on a balcony. Cold wind blew into the balcony as she shivered slightly.
Just then, a pair of muscular arm embraced her waist and pulled her down the balcony.
"Fanny dear, you'll get a cold." A deep voice gently whispered at the woman's ears and clutched her breasts. He tightened his grip as the woman groaned for some more. He's naked chest was rubbing against her breasts.
The woman struggled when realising she was groaning.
"Let go of me." The woman snapped.
"I'll never let go of you. Never."
"I said LET GO!" the woman knocked the man's stomach and backed away from him, looking at him in pain.
"Does it hurt?" the woman asked sarcastically.
"Hey! I do have sensory neurones, okay? Of course it hurts!" groaned the man.
"Serves you right, Alex." The woman sneered.
"You're right though, it's too cold out here. Lets go in."
They got a shock of their life when they saw another woman in their room.
The woman was clad in blue.
"Long time no see. Fann and Alex. Looks like both of you enjoyed having it?"
"Vivian! Where is Neon?"
"Need I say? They are all waiting for both of you at the discussing table. Catherine wants to brief us on our very first mission in three days time. If you could dress up, we'll wait for both of you." Vivian laughed softly and left the room.
"How did she get into the room?"
"Did you leave the electronic card at the doorknob again?" snapped Fann.
Alex just shrugged. "How do I know? We were busy thrusting . . ."
"Shut your mouth! That's so pervert!" Fann's face became red like an apple.
Alex words prompted her to throw punches at him.
"Then you like a pervert, is it?"
Alex dodged her punches and kissed her deeply.
The door opened again.
"Oi oi. We are waiting for you!" Vivian sang.
Alex grabbed the card from the doorknob and slammed the door.
Vivian rubbed her nose and said sympathetically, "I am a sandwich. Ah well, I'll go back."
However, Vivian stood at the door.
A few seconds later, the door opened.
Fann was wearing a polo-necked T-shirt with a pair of jeans. Alex wore a casual V-necked T-shirt with a pair of black trousers. Their hands were holding each other.
"Let's go." Alex spoke, his eyes shining brightly.
They were walking down a narrow road.
Vivian asked as she walked, "Exited for the new mission?"
"Of course I am exited. Long time never practise my skills."
"Beware of dangers, Alex, or you'll die easily." Vivian spoke as she winked at Alex."
"Good thing you're a lesbian or not, I think Fann will be SO jealous."
"Shut your bigmouth." Fann smiled awkwardly.
* * * * * *
Soon, the trio reached another door.
It was an automatic door.
In a spacious room with a round table in the middle, were four people seating beside it. There were three women and a guy.
They were all sipping drinks from porcelain cups. And they put down their cups.
A woman with shiny black hair tied in a ponytail, approached the trio and she held Vivian's hands. The two women walked to their seats together and Vivian sat on Neon's leg. Neon's greenish blue eyes twinkled with joy.
The other five people sat on their seats, paying little attention to the two weirdly passionate women kissing each other. *Lesbians*
A woman coughed, clearing her throat. " I will briefly speak to all of you on our next mission.
It will be three days before Michele is ready for action. We'll all wait for her signal to start work. Neon, Vivian, can both of you listen to what I am saying? Thank you very much. As I am saying, we'll wait for Michelle before any actions are taken."
She cleared her throat again.
"We will, meanwhile, do as she said to me. Neon, you'll be in Sydney with Vivian protecting Michelle in secret. Fann, Alex and Angel will continue to track down Boris's every movements. Gantt and me will be in this laboratory refining the remaining bitbeasts we have. We have too little time to wait."
She coughed heavily.
The man in a wheelchair wheeled himself to the woman and patted her back, "Catherine, this won't do. You need to rest."
"No, Gantt. I am all right. We have little time. Remember?" Catherine coughed once again.
"Look, Cat. You cannot collapse. The plan will not be a short 'war' against Voltaire. It's a long battle with him, though I think Michelle will make it short." Neon spoke. Vivian slid down her leg and she approached Catherine.
Vivian took out a pill from her pocket. "Eat this down with water. I assure you that your cough will be gone in two days time. But you need absolute rest."
Gantt helped Catherine to gulp down the pill before she fainted. Gantt caught her and carried her in his arms. He struggled to wheel himself around with his hands on Catherine's back.
Fann nudged Alex and Alex took over Catherine.
"I won't eat her up!"
"Blame it on your flirtatious character." Fann sneered.
"You very well know that I am not like that!" Alex spoke, his heart hurt.
"Just kidding, Alex." Fann lowered her head and said.
"I will return with Vivian to Sydney tonight. Can we have a room to ourselves?"
"Sure." Gantt spoke. "Alex, bring her to the room and come back here with Fann. We'll discuss what to do."
"Okay." Alex replied.
* * * * * *
Gantt gestured Fann and Alex to sit down in front of a wall. He wheeled himself to a panel of buttons and typed something onto a keyboard.
A white screen emerged from the wall.
Gantt typed some more words onto the keyboard, which made words appear onto the screen. He took out a pencil, which shot a laser red light at the screen.
"Fann. Alex. We have implanted listening devices into Boris' drinks and I have been able to track his whereabouts. He is currently living in a mansion at Canberra. You two will sneak into his mansion to confirm his location. Understand?"
"Alright, Gantt. We won't disappoint you. But what is he discovers us?"
"I'll help you to retreat. I have got the map of the place he is in. There are many ultraviolet beams on the way. So be careful of those traps."
"It will be an easy task."
"I will provide you with the necessary equipments to destroy those ultraviolet beams. Vivian will also give both of you some pills to take along in case he attacks you with gas."
"What pills?"
"Pills that will stop your breathing for a while. Using the time, get out of the trapped space. With your skills, I'm not afraid. It's just that . . ."
"Just what?"
"Boris is a very cunning person, be very careful when you get there, okay? I would not want to lose any mates again."
"We will take care of ourselves. Do not worry." Fann spoke determinedly.
"I'll protect her with my life." Alex spoke suddenly.
"Gantt. I am here." A feminine voice called.
"Angel! Come here. You'll go along with them to Boris' mansion. If they get caught . . ."
"I know what to do." Angel replied. Her black hair had a few streaks of white that even red streaks through her hair could not cover.
" I swore utmost loyalty to 'Agent7', and I'm gonna take him down!" She narrowed her eyes and wanted to leave the room.
Gantt shouted, "Angel, wait!"
"Yes? I think they don't very much welcome me. Right, because I only joined them recently."
Fann ran up to her and held up her hand.
"We have no grudges against you. Actually, I have always wanted to befriend you but you always make quick appearances only. Alex would be glad to friend you, isn't it?"
"Whatever you say, Fann. How are you? I hope it's not too late to be friends."
Angel stood rooted to the ground. She glanced at them nervously, apparently not trusting them.
'Should I trust them?'
An internal struggle came up within her.
Gantt noticed it and wheeled up to her.
"Angel, not every people are as scheming as Voltaire. You can trust them absolutely."
"She does not trust us?" Fann felt hurt but she sensed something wrong.
Alex just shrugged and said, "It's your thinking, Angel. I believe you can trust us fully. We are all working towards the common goal so you should trust your mates, ain't it?"
"Oh . . . it's a miracle . . ." Gantt smiled.
"What miracle?"
"I didn't know you're so sensitive to people!"
"I am only sensitive to a girl's feelings!" Alex shrugged again and saw Fann's face darkening while Angel blushed scarlet.
She looked at Alex's face carefully. His brow was thick and his lips were thin. The blue eyes of his always remind her of Tala . . .
"Angel?" Fann waved her hand in front of her. Suddenly, she felt angry.
"Humph!" She exited the room.
Alex stood on the ground, not knowing what just happened. But then he noticed that Angel was staring at him. He then knew why she was so angry.
" Shit!" He scolded and ran after Fann.
'What a slow reaction, isn't it?" Gantt laughed and turned around to talk to Angel.
But, Angel had fainted.
"Angel!" Her face was as pale as a ghost.
He quickly called out for Vivian.
* * * * * *
"There are no physical injuries on her body." Vivian stood up and spoke to Gantt.
"Then why did she faint?"
"In this case, I think that she must have suffered an emotional blow. Her will to live has suddenly weakened! How are we going to go on with the plan without her?"
"Try to wake her up. We must cure her. If what Vivian said is true, then I think we should find out the prime cause. She was with whom just now?"
"Alex and Fann."
"There is no reason at all!" Neon slammed the wall.
Just then, Angel muttered something before sweat broke out on her face.
"Now! Don't do that! I beg of you, Tala!" She screamed hysterically.
Suddenly, she shivered violently and the heartbeat decreased slowly.
"It's bad! We need to do CPR on her!" Vivian said anxiously.
"Do it! I will not let a girl destroy our plan of eliminating Voltaire. If you don't save her, you'll die!" Neon shouted.
Abruptly, she hugged Vivian tightly. Taking deep breaths, she apologized, "You do know the real reason I want to carry on this plan, don't you? Help me."
"I know you very well. You will not kill me, and I'll do my best in helping you." Vivian turned and kissed Neon, who closed her eyes to enjoy.
"Err hem!" Gantt coughed. Goose pimples had surfaced but Angel's life is more important.
Vivian tore away from Neon and did CPR on Angel.
Slowly, Angel's heartbeat returned to normal.
"Tala . . . is he the guy who killed Matt Kinomiya?"
"Yes. But as you can hear, Tala had did something bad to her."
"We cannot over sympathize with her. She is just our pawn."
"How could you . . .?" Gantt was surprised.
"Matt Kinomiya is my grandfather!"
"You are the other granddaughter of Matt Kinomiya? Which means . . ."
"I want revenge."
* * * * * *
Tyson was in his blanket, snoring. He had a weird dream.
A dream of a girl with greenish blue eyes waving her hand at a small little boy, he was about three years old And his eyes were brimming with tears.
A tall, slender lady with her hair tied up in an elegant bun, who drove away in a silver limousine, took the girl away.
Tyson woke up, with tears in his eyes too.
'An overwhelming sadness. Who can she be?' Tyson thought.
However, he was soon too sleepy and felt asleep.
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This chapter is mainly about the 'Agent7' members. And my hint as to how Neon is related to Tyson is very obvious.
Good thing that the rating is a PG-13, or people for the obscene scenes may scold me!
I am not too good in writing those scenes because I always blush just thinking of them. But I did it! I succeeded.
Expect more stuff like that from me! That's all.
Please R&R.
Goodbye.
Signed Virginia.
^ ^ ^ ^ ^
* * * * * * Change in setting
" . . . " Talking
' . . . ' Thinking
` . . . ` Bitbeast talking, if any
^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
A woman clad in blue put her finger onto a small rectangular box.
^ Access clarified. Password? ^ An electronic voice spoke.
"Gladly. Periodic 7."
^ Access allowed. ^
The woman's long, bluish purple hair was swept back to her ear, revealing a pair of gleaming eyes. She smirked wickedly and turned to a silver limousine. She entered it and drove into the deep opening.
They had entered a tunnel.
* * * * * *
A naked woman smoked a cigar and sat on a balcony. Cold wind blew into the balcony as she shivered slightly.
Just then, a pair of muscular arm embraced her waist and pulled her down the balcony.
"Fanny dear, you'll get a cold." A deep voice gently whispered at the woman's ears and clutched her breasts. He tightened his grip as the woman groaned for some more. He's naked chest was rubbing against her breasts.
The woman struggled when realising she was groaning.
"Let go of me." The woman snapped.
"I'll never let go of you. Never."
"I said LET GO!" the woman knocked the man's stomach and backed away from him, looking at him in pain.
"Does it hurt?" the woman asked sarcastically.
"Hey! I do have sensory neurones, okay? Of course it hurts!" groaned the man.
"Serves you right, Alex." The woman sneered.
"You're right though, it's too cold out here. Lets go in."
They got a shock of their life when they saw another woman in their room.
The woman was clad in blue.
"Long time no see. Fann and Alex. Looks like both of you enjoyed having it?"
"Vivian! Where is Neon?"
"Need I say? They are all waiting for both of you at the discussing table. Catherine wants to brief us on our very first mission in three days time. If you could dress up, we'll wait for both of you." Vivian laughed softly and left the room.
"How did she get into the room?"
"Did you leave the electronic card at the doorknob again?" snapped Fann.
Alex just shrugged. "How do I know? We were busy thrusting . . ."
"Shut your mouth! That's so pervert!" Fann's face became red like an apple.
Alex words prompted her to throw punches at him.
"Then you like a pervert, is it?"
Alex dodged her punches and kissed her deeply.
The door opened again.
"Oi oi. We are waiting for you!" Vivian sang.
Alex grabbed the card from the doorknob and slammed the door.
Vivian rubbed her nose and said sympathetically, "I am a sandwich. Ah well, I'll go back."
However, Vivian stood at the door.
A few seconds later, the door opened.
Fann was wearing a polo-necked T-shirt with a pair of jeans. Alex wore a casual V-necked T-shirt with a pair of black trousers. Their hands were holding each other.
"Let's go." Alex spoke, his eyes shining brightly.
They were walking down a narrow road.
Vivian asked as she walked, "Exited for the new mission?"
"Of course I am exited. Long time never practise my skills."
"Beware of dangers, Alex, or you'll die easily." Vivian spoke as she winked at Alex."
"Good thing you're a lesbian or not, I think Fann will be SO jealous."
"Shut your bigmouth." Fann smiled awkwardly.
* * * * * *
Soon, the trio reached another door.
It was an automatic door.
In a spacious room with a round table in the middle, were four people seating beside it. There were three women and a guy.
They were all sipping drinks from porcelain cups. And they put down their cups.
A woman with shiny black hair tied in a ponytail, approached the trio and she held Vivian's hands. The two women walked to their seats together and Vivian sat on Neon's leg. Neon's greenish blue eyes twinkled with joy.
The other five people sat on their seats, paying little attention to the two weirdly passionate women kissing each other. *Lesbians*
A woman coughed, clearing her throat. " I will briefly speak to all of you on our next mission.
It will be three days before Michele is ready for action. We'll all wait for her signal to start work. Neon, Vivian, can both of you listen to what I am saying? Thank you very much. As I am saying, we'll wait for Michelle before any actions are taken."
She cleared her throat again.
"We will, meanwhile, do as she said to me. Neon, you'll be in Sydney with Vivian protecting Michelle in secret. Fann, Alex and Angel will continue to track down Boris's every movements. Gantt and me will be in this laboratory refining the remaining bitbeasts we have. We have too little time to wait."
She coughed heavily.
The man in a wheelchair wheeled himself to the woman and patted her back, "Catherine, this won't do. You need to rest."
"No, Gantt. I am all right. We have little time. Remember?" Catherine coughed once again.
"Look, Cat. You cannot collapse. The plan will not be a short 'war' against Voltaire. It's a long battle with him, though I think Michelle will make it short." Neon spoke. Vivian slid down her leg and she approached Catherine.
Vivian took out a pill from her pocket. "Eat this down with water. I assure you that your cough will be gone in two days time. But you need absolute rest."
Gantt helped Catherine to gulp down the pill before she fainted. Gantt caught her and carried her in his arms. He struggled to wheel himself around with his hands on Catherine's back.
Fann nudged Alex and Alex took over Catherine.
"I won't eat her up!"
"Blame it on your flirtatious character." Fann sneered.
"You very well know that I am not like that!" Alex spoke, his heart hurt.
"Just kidding, Alex." Fann lowered her head and said.
"I will return with Vivian to Sydney tonight. Can we have a room to ourselves?"
"Sure." Gantt spoke. "Alex, bring her to the room and come back here with Fann. We'll discuss what to do."
"Okay." Alex replied.
* * * * * *
Gantt gestured Fann and Alex to sit down in front of a wall. He wheeled himself to a panel of buttons and typed something onto a keyboard.
A white screen emerged from the wall.
Gantt typed some more words onto the keyboard, which made words appear onto the screen. He took out a pencil, which shot a laser red light at the screen.
"Fann. Alex. We have implanted listening devices into Boris' drinks and I have been able to track his whereabouts. He is currently living in a mansion at Canberra. You two will sneak into his mansion to confirm his location. Understand?"
"Alright, Gantt. We won't disappoint you. But what is he discovers us?"
"I'll help you to retreat. I have got the map of the place he is in. There are many ultraviolet beams on the way. So be careful of those traps."
"It will be an easy task."
"I will provide you with the necessary equipments to destroy those ultraviolet beams. Vivian will also give both of you some pills to take along in case he attacks you with gas."
"What pills?"
"Pills that will stop your breathing for a while. Using the time, get out of the trapped space. With your skills, I'm not afraid. It's just that . . ."
"Just what?"
"Boris is a very cunning person, be very careful when you get there, okay? I would not want to lose any mates again."
"We will take care of ourselves. Do not worry." Fann spoke determinedly.
"I'll protect her with my life." Alex spoke suddenly.
"Gantt. I am here." A feminine voice called.
"Angel! Come here. You'll go along with them to Boris' mansion. If they get caught . . ."
"I know what to do." Angel replied. Her black hair had a few streaks of white that even red streaks through her hair could not cover.
" I swore utmost loyalty to 'Agent7', and I'm gonna take him down!" She narrowed her eyes and wanted to leave the room.
Gantt shouted, "Angel, wait!"
"Yes? I think they don't very much welcome me. Right, because I only joined them recently."
Fann ran up to her and held up her hand.
"We have no grudges against you. Actually, I have always wanted to befriend you but you always make quick appearances only. Alex would be glad to friend you, isn't it?"
"Whatever you say, Fann. How are you? I hope it's not too late to be friends."
Angel stood rooted to the ground. She glanced at them nervously, apparently not trusting them.
'Should I trust them?'
An internal struggle came up within her.
Gantt noticed it and wheeled up to her.
"Angel, not every people are as scheming as Voltaire. You can trust them absolutely."
"She does not trust us?" Fann felt hurt but she sensed something wrong.
Alex just shrugged and said, "It's your thinking, Angel. I believe you can trust us fully. We are all working towards the common goal so you should trust your mates, ain't it?"
"Oh . . . it's a miracle . . ." Gantt smiled.
"What miracle?"
"I didn't know you're so sensitive to people!"
"I am only sensitive to a girl's feelings!" Alex shrugged again and saw Fann's face darkening while Angel blushed scarlet.
She looked at Alex's face carefully. His brow was thick and his lips were thin. The blue eyes of his always remind her of Tala . . .
"Angel?" Fann waved her hand in front of her. Suddenly, she felt angry.
"Humph!" She exited the room.
Alex stood on the ground, not knowing what just happened. But then he noticed that Angel was staring at him. He then knew why she was so angry.
" Shit!" He scolded and ran after Fann.
'What a slow reaction, isn't it?" Gantt laughed and turned around to talk to Angel.
But, Angel had fainted.
"Angel!" Her face was as pale as a ghost.
He quickly called out for Vivian.
* * * * * *
"There are no physical injuries on her body." Vivian stood up and spoke to Gantt.
"Then why did she faint?"
"In this case, I think that she must have suffered an emotional blow. Her will to live has suddenly weakened! How are we going to go on with the plan without her?"
"Try to wake her up. We must cure her. If what Vivian said is true, then I think we should find out the prime cause. She was with whom just now?"
"Alex and Fann."
"There is no reason at all!" Neon slammed the wall.
Just then, Angel muttered something before sweat broke out on her face.
"Now! Don't do that! I beg of you, Tala!" She screamed hysterically.
Suddenly, she shivered violently and the heartbeat decreased slowly.
"It's bad! We need to do CPR on her!" Vivian said anxiously.
"Do it! I will not let a girl destroy our plan of eliminating Voltaire. If you don't save her, you'll die!" Neon shouted.
Abruptly, she hugged Vivian tightly. Taking deep breaths, she apologized, "You do know the real reason I want to carry on this plan, don't you? Help me."
"I know you very well. You will not kill me, and I'll do my best in helping you." Vivian turned and kissed Neon, who closed her eyes to enjoy.
"Err hem!" Gantt coughed. Goose pimples had surfaced but Angel's life is more important.
Vivian tore away from Neon and did CPR on Angel.
Slowly, Angel's heartbeat returned to normal.
"Tala . . . is he the guy who killed Matt Kinomiya?"
"Yes. But as you can hear, Tala had did something bad to her."
"We cannot over sympathize with her. She is just our pawn."
"How could you . . .?" Gantt was surprised.
"Matt Kinomiya is my grandfather!"
"You are the other granddaughter of Matt Kinomiya? Which means . . ."
"I want revenge."
* * * * * *
Tyson was in his blanket, snoring. He had a weird dream.
A dream of a girl with greenish blue eyes waving her hand at a small little boy, he was about three years old And his eyes were brimming with tears.
A tall, slender lady with her hair tied up in an elegant bun, who drove away in a silver limousine, took the girl away.
Tyson woke up, with tears in his eyes too.
'An overwhelming sadness. Who can she be?' Tyson thought.
However, he was soon too sleepy and felt asleep.
* * * * * * *
This chapter is mainly about the 'Agent7' members. And my hint as to how Neon is related to Tyson is very obvious.
Good thing that the rating is a PG-13, or people for the obscene scenes may scold me!
I am not too good in writing those scenes because I always blush just thinking of them. But I did it! I succeeded.
Expect more stuff like that from me! That's all.
Please R&R.
Goodbye.
Signed Virginia.
