Agent Gairyio in Of No Fixed Address
Characters and storyline by Zelloss
zellossmetallium@msn.com
A part of the 'New Generation' stories
To be found only on www.fanfiction.net
Chapter 2: You should take notes
Gairyio stepped through the revolving glass doors, looking around the building. It was 6 o'-clock in the morning, the sun was just beginning to rise on the building. It looked like any other tall building normally, but it wasn't.
This was The Agency.
The governement's secret weapon. The headquarters of spies and scientests from across Electopia.
"Nice to see you again, Agent Gairyio" one of the secretaries smiled.
"Yeah, whatever..."
Gairyio walked right by.
"He's so rude!" the secretary turned to her partner.
"I know!" the other woman responded. "But god, you'd think with his looks, he'd be responded really suave to that and everything..."
The first secretary giggled.
Gairyio walked towards the elevators at the end of the lobby. He had rough, short-cut purple hair that was kept decently tidy, with a spike of it at the front that trailed down just past his nose, his purple eyes not even slightly hidden.
Gairyio was a good 5 foot 10 tall, at his age of 21. He had a barely muscular build, as he wasn't too strong on the whole 'power wins all' thing. He had learned not to take it hand-to-hand when he could use his stealth.
But there was something irresistable about him, all the women on the staff who knew him knew it. Mabye it was that unusual hair. Mabye it was the skin that he let show under that black vest, under which he never wore a shirt. Mabye it was the suave, cool walk of a gentlemen, even in the casual, jean-turned-shorts that he wore. And mabye, just mabye, it was the rough, street-wise face that reminded them of teenage sweethears. They just couldn't place it, no matter how hard they tried. Most agreed, it was mostly likely those unusual, deep purple eyes.
"Oh! Gairyio!"
Gairyio turned his head a bit. Running over to him, almost stumbling, was another tall man. He was an inch taller then Gairyio was, with rather short brown hair, a streak of black running from back to the front. He had deep, brown eyes, and a rather roughened face, from his 31 years of life, 10 of which had been with 'The Agency'. He was wearing a long white shirt, over black jeans that was the 'getup', as he called it, of the division he worked for.
"Ah, Shingeru..." Gairyio greeted him. The two shook hands.
"It's nice to see you to. Now, listen up" Shingeru had a slightly frantic look around here. "Have you noticed anything today?"
"The electricity in the air? The remarks from the secretaries? The fact that the top button of your shirt is undone? The fact that the fan on the left end of the lobby isn't working?" Gairyio asked.
"The first one..." Shingeru stopped him, before Gairyio could continue. "They want to see you, Gairyio."
Gairyio blinked. "Oh, what now...?"
"Very important. Top priority. The entire agency is in a scare over it" Shingeru replied. "But most of the people down here don't know about it. They don't want the world to get in a panic..."
"Alright, I get the hint, I'm going..." Gairyio turned and finished walking towards the elevator. He tapped a button, and, instinctively, stood right beside the wall of the elevator, flattening himself up against it.
"Settle down!" Shingeru laughed. "You're not on a job yet!"
"Better to be in practice.." Gairyio spun himself into the elevator, inspecting it. "Did you know they just set up a security camera in here?"
Gairyio pointed to the corner. There was only the slightest difference in the wood coloring.
"..." Shingeru stood up on his toes, and looked. "By god, you're right" Shingeru muttered.
"And you still haven't done up the top button of your shirt" Gairyio offered. Shingeru laughed, buttoning it up.
The elevator moved slow, up to the 13th floor. Now, according to the dials, there was no 13th floor. It went from 1 to 12, then 14 to 18. Only a few in the building knew how to get to the 13th floor.
Halfway up, between 12 and 14, the elevator stopped. Gairyio tapped the door, and it opened up, into a shady hallway with lights overhead, but no windows. The floor was not supposed to exist.
"Well, now..." Gairyio walked down the hall. "A... C... E... G... Which one wanted to see me?" Gairyio asked.
Each of the 26 'heads' of departments each had a different letter asigned to them, and their personal office on this floor. One young page, with silvery hair, ran from office "X" to office "B".
"Stop trying to remember the alphabet and come with..."
"With me" Gairyio felt the end of a pistol in his back.
Instantly, Gairyio spun, pulling the barrel of the gun forward, getting around behind the attacker, and was about to drive his elbow into the man's back, before he saw who it was.
"Jefferson, you really shouldn't do that!" Gairyio stuck his tounge out.
Jefferson, who was just an inch shorter then Gairyio, stood all the way back up, holstering the gun, with the saftey still on. "Making sure you were on top reflexes!" Jefferson laughed. He had wavy, blue-dyed hair, a tint of blond at the very top. He had bright blue eyes, which was unusual for a man these days. He was handsome, with a more muscular build then the other two men.
"Well, now, where are you headed?" Jefferson asked.
"To see L" Shingeru replied. "I assume, that, by some fluke, that also happens to be your destination?"
"Of course!" Jefferson smiled. Shingeru's nose wrinkled. He didn't much like the man. The idiot was handsome and stuff, but aside from brute force, he was of no use to most operations.
"Well, let's go..." Gairyio turned into the hallway, seeing the same, golden-haired messenger boy run from "B" to "N", and then almost instantly leave that room for "L". Gairyio entered just behind the boy.
"Thank you, Orin..." L's voice said. "I will let you know when I have a messsage for B."
Orin, the young silver-haired boy, ran out, running into Gairyio.
"Oh! Sorry, mister!" Orin turned and ran.
"I thought you didn't hire kids in this agency? Especially on the thirteenth floor!" Gariyio shook his head.
"The kid is very efficent, no?" L asked. His chair was turned away, looking at a map of Akihara.
"So what needs to be done?" Gairyio asked.
"Read the note on the desk, and tell me what you think." L said.
Gairyio looked down at the desk, to see a typed letter, upon an ordinary sheet of paper. Gairyio turned his head down at it.
~To: "The Agency"
You may be aware of a break-in last night at the Scientific Research Laboratory, in Marine Harbor, in which the basement was flooded, several were killed, and a few more blinded for life. I admit to this action.
There is one other thing, which you may or may not be aware of, at this time. From the vault at the bottom of the basement has been removed 1 Atomic Bomb of the new design which was cancelled before the Navi design was implemented.
I have both the ability to detonate and to copy these new Atomic Bombs, called the "Soda Bombs", due to their small size and inconspicuous design. If you want proof that I have it, the code on that bomb, the last Atomic Bomb to exist, is IJ-2401-S0D17. If that does not convince you, then it is your fault for what will happen.
Within 48 hours, I am expecting to recieve a payment of no less and no more then five hundred trillion (A trillion being a million million) Zenny. At the 30 hour mark from when this letter is recieved, instructions will be given on how to transfer the money. If it is not recieved between then and the 48 hours, the bomb will be detonated in a major metropolitan area, killing millions.
If such a thing were to happen, which I suspect by this time should not be the case in your mind, I will have the blueprints to the bomb's makings, and for every 12 hours after that in which the fee of five hundred billion Zenny is not payed up, another bomb will be detonated.
Now, I am an honest man. Should you pay up, the threat will stop, and you will most likely never hear from me again. If you try anything even remotely suspicious - Sending agents after me, geiger counters, whatever - The bomb will be detonated early. So it is highly suggested you pay up.
~The Black Dragon
Gairyio looked at the note, half in respect for the criminal who had come up with this plan, and half in fear.
"This... this is... impossible!" Shingeru gasped.
"You see the problem?" L spun around. He was a tall, powerfull, middle-aged man, who's hair was beginning to grey from stress. "We do not want to pay up - That amount of Zenny is more then what the agency has had in the last 3 years in total! No ransom has ever come close to that amount!"
"I see the problem..." Gairyio nodded.
"But we can't identify these 'Black Dragons' that wrote the letter. R, in Records, has found absolutly no sign of a criminal organization named the 'Black Dragons'..." L sighed.
"The Black Dragon is one person, I believe, sir!" Gairyio pointed out. "The way the letter is written, it appears to be just one person."
"I doubt it it just one person. But there is no record we can find of a person named the 'Black Dragon'" L explained. "We've checked everything. Nothing at all."
"Well, then what do we do?" Gairyio asked.
"We have to find him, despite the threat. We believe he's serious. And there's something he didn't mention in the letter" L moved forwards, pulling his chair with him.
"What?" all three asked at the same time.
"Well..." L gulped. "Professor Charles D. Bruzz dissapeared without a trace from the Scientific Reasearch Labs last night, before the break-in occured. We have tried to track him down, but there is no sign of him even existing anymore. We believe he is either the Black Dragon, or that he is working with this man."
"What do you have on Charles D. Bruzz?" Gairyio asked, sitting down.
"Just a moment..." L pressed a button. "Miss Hisai?"
"Yes?" the woman's voice answered through the small voicebox.
"Please bring up the file on Professor Bruzz up to L's office" L spoke.
"Will do" Miss Hisai's voice ended. L released the button.
A minute or so later, a beautiful woman, whom Gairyio had never seen before, walked in. She was wearing a black sleeveless top and a black mini- skirt which made both Gairyio and Jefferson's eyebrows raise. Her blonde hair was brilliant and shining, tied back into a ponytail. She had brilliant green eyes as well, but what caught Gairyio and Jefferson most was the thin form, wide in just the right places. She was a good five feet eight, just pefect.
Jefferson winked at Gairyio, making him grin.
"Thank you, Miss Hisai..." L answered.
Miss Hisai turned to leave, before L stopped her.
"No, no, don't leave. It is perhaps best you hear this too. We need every person possible on this case" L said.
Miss Hisai froze. Gairyio winked back at Jefferson, smiling wider.
"This could be fun..." he mouthed.
"Yeah..." Jefferson whispered back.
The secretary turned. "You mean... you want me to help?"
"Of course" L said. The woman sat down, beaming with pride.
"Allow me to introduce you to your companions for this mission. Agent Gairyio Grausherra, of the National Affairs department. Shingeru Yeiketi, who works in the Navi Devolpment and Net Security center. And Jefferson Bones, who works in the Security Center."
"Nice to meet you all" Miss Hisai barely gave a nod.
"And it is so nice to meet you too" Jefferson gave a bow. "What is your real name?"
"My name... is..." Miss Hisai froze for a moment. "Do you really want to know."
"Of course we do" L answered. "I need your name to say I put you on the case."
"Right..." Miss Hisai gulped. "Here goes."
"My name is Miyatorujukiya Hisai" Miss Hisai caught her breath.
"Long enough name?" Shingeru asked, half bored.
"Just call me Miju" she offered.
"Nice to meet you, Miju" Gairyio extended his hand. She took it, and they shook. For a moment, she was blushing, then she shook it off.
"Now, with the formalities done, it's time to open up the dossier" L turned towards the screen, and tapped a button on the bottom. The map display dissapeared. "Programs, please load this file..." he grabbed the small disk on the desk that Miju had brought up, and slipped it into a slot.
There was a whirring sound, and a large dossier came up. There was a picture with it. A slightly plump man with muscular arms, an a smirk on his face. His face was ugly, scarred a bit, and his black hair was messy and untidy. From the brown eyes, Gairyio figured he had probably had several black eyes.
"This is what Professor Bruzz looks like. He dissapeared just moments before the alarm system at the Scientific Research Development was reported, leading me to believe that he had something to do with the gas that knocked out the entire staff at the center, and allowing our 'Black Dragon' to escape with the Soda Bomb..."
"Soda bomb?" Miju asked.
"Atomic Bomb with a design similar to a Soda Can. The last of the nuclear weapons ever produced. And now he's got it" L explained quickly. "We have to track down the professor, and hopefully we'll find the way to this Black Dragon."
"Right!" Jefferson smiled. "Do we have any leads?"
L looked at Gairyio. "I know you're one of the best eyes in the buisness, Gairyio. I need you to check out the professor's home. Hopefully you'll find something. Keep in mind the staff are still there."
Gairyio gave a bare nod.
"Find anything you can about this man, this 'Black Dragon'. Any hunches, clues, should be reported instantly."
"And what about a cover?" Gairyio asked.
"It's all worked out. We're using the Scientific Research Department. Your new name is Alphonse Landal. You're one of the professor's old friends, and you're here to search for your friend. You're quite rich. You'll have a bank account of 10 billion Zenny for this mission..."
"Ten billion!" Gairyio exclaimed.
"Yes. These three are your hired assistants. If you need to get out, we've booked some of our agents in the Del Marris hotel, owned by a Mr. Kurann. He's been informed that several agents are there, so he's got safe communication equip all set up."
'Thank you" Gairyio smiled. "But aside from that, it's not a great story, is it?"
"No, but it's the best we could do on such short notice" L explained.
"Whatever" Gairyio sighed.
"Obviously, you're going to be going in there well equipped. I have all reasons to believe that the professor is still hiding in his place" L responded. "I figured you four would be the best to be sneaking in. Perhaps the staff would know something..."
"Alright" Gairyio smiled.
"Go see Falix down at the 15th floor. He'll equip you with what he thinks necessary..." L explained. There was a ring. He picked up the telephone.
"The next group is here to see you, mister L" the secretary smiled.
"Thank you. Send them in" L smiled. "Now, men and women, you are dismissed."
"Thank you" Gairyio, Shingeru, and Jefferson bowed.
"Oh, thank you so much!" Miju smiled. "This is like a dream for me!"
"Whatever!" L shooed them off. The door opened.
In stepped a very tall, incredibly handsome man, just over thirty years of age. He had short cut, brown hair, and brown eyes to match it, over a navy-blue buisness suit adorned with a few military medals, and black dress pants.
"Hello, Excalibur..." Gairyio sneered.
"Hello, Gairyio..." Excalibur sneered right back, as Gairyio and his friends left.
They walked into the elevator. "Oh, that was James..." Miju blushed. "Oh, I've always wanted to meet him... And the one time I do see him... ARGH!" she thudded against the wall.
"Are you sure we should really be letting her along?" Shingeru asked.
"L's orders. Mabye we'll find some use for her" Gairyio shrugged.
"Mabye?" Jefferson's eyebrow raised. Gairyio didn't humor him with a response.
Chapter 2: You should take notes
Gairyio stepped through the revolving glass doors, looking around the building. It was 6 o'-clock in the morning, the sun was just beginning to rise on the building. It looked like any other tall building normally, but it wasn't.
This was The Agency.
The governement's secret weapon. The headquarters of spies and scientests from across Electopia.
"Nice to see you again, Agent Gairyio" one of the secretaries smiled.
"Yeah, whatever..."
Gairyio walked right by.
"He's so rude!" the secretary turned to her partner.
"I know!" the other woman responded. "But god, you'd think with his looks, he'd be responded really suave to that and everything..."
The first secretary giggled.
Gairyio walked towards the elevators at the end of the lobby. He had rough, short-cut purple hair that was kept decently tidy, with a spike of it at the front that trailed down just past his nose, his purple eyes not even slightly hidden.
Gairyio was a good 5 foot 10 tall, at his age of 21. He had a barely muscular build, as he wasn't too strong on the whole 'power wins all' thing. He had learned not to take it hand-to-hand when he could use his stealth.
But there was something irresistable about him, all the women on the staff who knew him knew it. Mabye it was that unusual hair. Mabye it was the skin that he let show under that black vest, under which he never wore a shirt. Mabye it was the suave, cool walk of a gentlemen, even in the casual, jean-turned-shorts that he wore. And mabye, just mabye, it was the rough, street-wise face that reminded them of teenage sweethears. They just couldn't place it, no matter how hard they tried. Most agreed, it was mostly likely those unusual, deep purple eyes.
"Oh! Gairyio!"
Gairyio turned his head a bit. Running over to him, almost stumbling, was another tall man. He was an inch taller then Gairyio was, with rather short brown hair, a streak of black running from back to the front. He had deep, brown eyes, and a rather roughened face, from his 31 years of life, 10 of which had been with 'The Agency'. He was wearing a long white shirt, over black jeans that was the 'getup', as he called it, of the division he worked for.
"Ah, Shingeru..." Gairyio greeted him. The two shook hands.
"It's nice to see you to. Now, listen up" Shingeru had a slightly frantic look around here. "Have you noticed anything today?"
"The electricity in the air? The remarks from the secretaries? The fact that the top button of your shirt is undone? The fact that the fan on the left end of the lobby isn't working?" Gairyio asked.
"The first one..." Shingeru stopped him, before Gairyio could continue. "They want to see you, Gairyio."
Gairyio blinked. "Oh, what now...?"
"Very important. Top priority. The entire agency is in a scare over it" Shingeru replied. "But most of the people down here don't know about it. They don't want the world to get in a panic..."
"Alright, I get the hint, I'm going..." Gairyio turned and finished walking towards the elevator. He tapped a button, and, instinctively, stood right beside the wall of the elevator, flattening himself up against it.
"Settle down!" Shingeru laughed. "You're not on a job yet!"
"Better to be in practice.." Gairyio spun himself into the elevator, inspecting it. "Did you know they just set up a security camera in here?"
Gairyio pointed to the corner. There was only the slightest difference in the wood coloring.
"..." Shingeru stood up on his toes, and looked. "By god, you're right" Shingeru muttered.
"And you still haven't done up the top button of your shirt" Gairyio offered. Shingeru laughed, buttoning it up.
The elevator moved slow, up to the 13th floor. Now, according to the dials, there was no 13th floor. It went from 1 to 12, then 14 to 18. Only a few in the building knew how to get to the 13th floor.
Halfway up, between 12 and 14, the elevator stopped. Gairyio tapped the door, and it opened up, into a shady hallway with lights overhead, but no windows. The floor was not supposed to exist.
"Well, now..." Gairyio walked down the hall. "A... C... E... G... Which one wanted to see me?" Gairyio asked.
Each of the 26 'heads' of departments each had a different letter asigned to them, and their personal office on this floor. One young page, with silvery hair, ran from office "X" to office "B".
"Stop trying to remember the alphabet and come with..."
"With me" Gairyio felt the end of a pistol in his back.
Instantly, Gairyio spun, pulling the barrel of the gun forward, getting around behind the attacker, and was about to drive his elbow into the man's back, before he saw who it was.
"Jefferson, you really shouldn't do that!" Gairyio stuck his tounge out.
Jefferson, who was just an inch shorter then Gairyio, stood all the way back up, holstering the gun, with the saftey still on. "Making sure you were on top reflexes!" Jefferson laughed. He had wavy, blue-dyed hair, a tint of blond at the very top. He had bright blue eyes, which was unusual for a man these days. He was handsome, with a more muscular build then the other two men.
"Well, now, where are you headed?" Jefferson asked.
"To see L" Shingeru replied. "I assume, that, by some fluke, that also happens to be your destination?"
"Of course!" Jefferson smiled. Shingeru's nose wrinkled. He didn't much like the man. The idiot was handsome and stuff, but aside from brute force, he was of no use to most operations.
"Well, let's go..." Gairyio turned into the hallway, seeing the same, golden-haired messenger boy run from "B" to "N", and then almost instantly leave that room for "L". Gairyio entered just behind the boy.
"Thank you, Orin..." L's voice said. "I will let you know when I have a messsage for B."
Orin, the young silver-haired boy, ran out, running into Gairyio.
"Oh! Sorry, mister!" Orin turned and ran.
"I thought you didn't hire kids in this agency? Especially on the thirteenth floor!" Gariyio shook his head.
"The kid is very efficent, no?" L asked. His chair was turned away, looking at a map of Akihara.
"So what needs to be done?" Gairyio asked.
"Read the note on the desk, and tell me what you think." L said.
Gairyio looked down at the desk, to see a typed letter, upon an ordinary sheet of paper. Gairyio turned his head down at it.
~To: "The Agency"
You may be aware of a break-in last night at the Scientific Research Laboratory, in Marine Harbor, in which the basement was flooded, several were killed, and a few more blinded for life. I admit to this action.
There is one other thing, which you may or may not be aware of, at this time. From the vault at the bottom of the basement has been removed 1 Atomic Bomb of the new design which was cancelled before the Navi design was implemented.
I have both the ability to detonate and to copy these new Atomic Bombs, called the "Soda Bombs", due to their small size and inconspicuous design. If you want proof that I have it, the code on that bomb, the last Atomic Bomb to exist, is IJ-2401-S0D17. If that does not convince you, then it is your fault for what will happen.
Within 48 hours, I am expecting to recieve a payment of no less and no more then five hundred trillion (A trillion being a million million) Zenny. At the 30 hour mark from when this letter is recieved, instructions will be given on how to transfer the money. If it is not recieved between then and the 48 hours, the bomb will be detonated in a major metropolitan area, killing millions.
If such a thing were to happen, which I suspect by this time should not be the case in your mind, I will have the blueprints to the bomb's makings, and for every 12 hours after that in which the fee of five hundred billion Zenny is not payed up, another bomb will be detonated.
Now, I am an honest man. Should you pay up, the threat will stop, and you will most likely never hear from me again. If you try anything even remotely suspicious - Sending agents after me, geiger counters, whatever - The bomb will be detonated early. So it is highly suggested you pay up.
~The Black Dragon
Gairyio looked at the note, half in respect for the criminal who had come up with this plan, and half in fear.
"This... this is... impossible!" Shingeru gasped.
"You see the problem?" L spun around. He was a tall, powerfull, middle-aged man, who's hair was beginning to grey from stress. "We do not want to pay up - That amount of Zenny is more then what the agency has had in the last 3 years in total! No ransom has ever come close to that amount!"
"I see the problem..." Gairyio nodded.
"But we can't identify these 'Black Dragons' that wrote the letter. R, in Records, has found absolutly no sign of a criminal organization named the 'Black Dragons'..." L sighed.
"The Black Dragon is one person, I believe, sir!" Gairyio pointed out. "The way the letter is written, it appears to be just one person."
"I doubt it it just one person. But there is no record we can find of a person named the 'Black Dragon'" L explained. "We've checked everything. Nothing at all."
"Well, then what do we do?" Gairyio asked.
"We have to find him, despite the threat. We believe he's serious. And there's something he didn't mention in the letter" L moved forwards, pulling his chair with him.
"What?" all three asked at the same time.
"Well..." L gulped. "Professor Charles D. Bruzz dissapeared without a trace from the Scientific Reasearch Labs last night, before the break-in occured. We have tried to track him down, but there is no sign of him even existing anymore. We believe he is either the Black Dragon, or that he is working with this man."
"What do you have on Charles D. Bruzz?" Gairyio asked, sitting down.
"Just a moment..." L pressed a button. "Miss Hisai?"
"Yes?" the woman's voice answered through the small voicebox.
"Please bring up the file on Professor Bruzz up to L's office" L spoke.
"Will do" Miss Hisai's voice ended. L released the button.
A minute or so later, a beautiful woman, whom Gairyio had never seen before, walked in. She was wearing a black sleeveless top and a black mini- skirt which made both Gairyio and Jefferson's eyebrows raise. Her blonde hair was brilliant and shining, tied back into a ponytail. She had brilliant green eyes as well, but what caught Gairyio and Jefferson most was the thin form, wide in just the right places. She was a good five feet eight, just pefect.
Jefferson winked at Gairyio, making him grin.
"Thank you, Miss Hisai..." L answered.
Miss Hisai turned to leave, before L stopped her.
"No, no, don't leave. It is perhaps best you hear this too. We need every person possible on this case" L said.
Miss Hisai froze. Gairyio winked back at Jefferson, smiling wider.
"This could be fun..." he mouthed.
"Yeah..." Jefferson whispered back.
The secretary turned. "You mean... you want me to help?"
"Of course" L said. The woman sat down, beaming with pride.
"Allow me to introduce you to your companions for this mission. Agent Gairyio Grausherra, of the National Affairs department. Shingeru Yeiketi, who works in the Navi Devolpment and Net Security center. And Jefferson Bones, who works in the Security Center."
"Nice to meet you all" Miss Hisai barely gave a nod.
"And it is so nice to meet you too" Jefferson gave a bow. "What is your real name?"
"My name... is..." Miss Hisai froze for a moment. "Do you really want to know."
"Of course we do" L answered. "I need your name to say I put you on the case."
"Right..." Miss Hisai gulped. "Here goes."
"My name is Miyatorujukiya Hisai" Miss Hisai caught her breath.
"Long enough name?" Shingeru asked, half bored.
"Just call me Miju" she offered.
"Nice to meet you, Miju" Gairyio extended his hand. She took it, and they shook. For a moment, she was blushing, then she shook it off.
"Now, with the formalities done, it's time to open up the dossier" L turned towards the screen, and tapped a button on the bottom. The map display dissapeared. "Programs, please load this file..." he grabbed the small disk on the desk that Miju had brought up, and slipped it into a slot.
There was a whirring sound, and a large dossier came up. There was a picture with it. A slightly plump man with muscular arms, an a smirk on his face. His face was ugly, scarred a bit, and his black hair was messy and untidy. From the brown eyes, Gairyio figured he had probably had several black eyes.
"This is what Professor Bruzz looks like. He dissapeared just moments before the alarm system at the Scientific Research Development was reported, leading me to believe that he had something to do with the gas that knocked out the entire staff at the center, and allowing our 'Black Dragon' to escape with the Soda Bomb..."
"Soda bomb?" Miju asked.
"Atomic Bomb with a design similar to a Soda Can. The last of the nuclear weapons ever produced. And now he's got it" L explained quickly. "We have to track down the professor, and hopefully we'll find the way to this Black Dragon."
"Right!" Jefferson smiled. "Do we have any leads?"
L looked at Gairyio. "I know you're one of the best eyes in the buisness, Gairyio. I need you to check out the professor's home. Hopefully you'll find something. Keep in mind the staff are still there."
Gairyio gave a bare nod.
"Find anything you can about this man, this 'Black Dragon'. Any hunches, clues, should be reported instantly."
"And what about a cover?" Gairyio asked.
"It's all worked out. We're using the Scientific Research Department. Your new name is Alphonse Landal. You're one of the professor's old friends, and you're here to search for your friend. You're quite rich. You'll have a bank account of 10 billion Zenny for this mission..."
"Ten billion!" Gairyio exclaimed.
"Yes. These three are your hired assistants. If you need to get out, we've booked some of our agents in the Del Marris hotel, owned by a Mr. Kurann. He's been informed that several agents are there, so he's got safe communication equip all set up."
'Thank you" Gairyio smiled. "But aside from that, it's not a great story, is it?"
"No, but it's the best we could do on such short notice" L explained.
"Whatever" Gairyio sighed.
"Obviously, you're going to be going in there well equipped. I have all reasons to believe that the professor is still hiding in his place" L responded. "I figured you four would be the best to be sneaking in. Perhaps the staff would know something..."
"Alright" Gairyio smiled.
"Go see Falix down at the 15th floor. He'll equip you with what he thinks necessary..." L explained. There was a ring. He picked up the telephone.
"The next group is here to see you, mister L" the secretary smiled.
"Thank you. Send them in" L smiled. "Now, men and women, you are dismissed."
"Thank you" Gairyio, Shingeru, and Jefferson bowed.
"Oh, thank you so much!" Miju smiled. "This is like a dream for me!"
"Whatever!" L shooed them off. The door opened.
In stepped a very tall, incredibly handsome man, just over thirty years of age. He had short cut, brown hair, and brown eyes to match it, over a navy-blue buisness suit adorned with a few military medals, and black dress pants.
"Hello, Excalibur..." Gairyio sneered.
"Hello, Gairyio..." Excalibur sneered right back, as Gairyio and his friends left.
They walked into the elevator. "Oh, that was James..." Miju blushed. "Oh, I've always wanted to meet him... And the one time I do see him... ARGH!" she thudded against the wall.
"Are you sure we should really be letting her along?" Shingeru asked.
"L's orders. Mabye we'll find some use for her" Gairyio shrugged.
"Mabye?" Jefferson's eyebrow raised. Gairyio didn't humor him with a response.