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Polaris, Aphea System
6.30.34
0850 Hours
When she awoke it was dawn, the giant twin moons of Polaris were visible in the sky this time of year, and they took up a good part of the sky. They were quite beautiful, but she had rarely time to notice them because she spent most of her time in the arena. She sat up and felt the cool breeze run over her body, then realized her armor was stripped and lying in a pile beside her. She was wearing only a low-cut shirt that exposed her muscular stomach, and a pair of form-fitting shorts that exposed her powerful legs. She then realized she was not alone. She turned and saw him sitting to her right, with a bashful grin on his face.
"Morning, sleepy head, I thought you'd sleep the entire day. I guess you Sayjins are tougher than you look," he joked.
"What am I doing here?" she asked.
"Try to remember, it'll come to you."
She closed her eyes and concentrated. It wasn't completely clear. She saw images, flashes of the previous night. She was putting on her armor when Jake (yes, I finally reveal his name) came in. Something was different, but she didn't know what it was. She was crying, then there was a bright light. Then Danja was on the ground. Somebody was talking to her, she wasn't sure who, but he was glowing. Then she saw the dean. He looked evil, glowing red. Something hit her, hard, then he was on the ground too. Somebody was talking to her, it was the white guy again. Then the world was black.
"Jake... it was you?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"How...?"
"You keep saying that. Well, I guess I'll explain."
After he had told his story, about the eyes, about her, she remained silent.
"No one's talked to me since last night. I think they're all afraid. You're not scared, are you?"
"No, no, I'm just..." her voice trailed off.
"Surprised?"
"Yeah, surprised. How did I get here?"
"I carried you here. You were covering Danja's body when I used my last attack on the dean. You were pretty close, closer than every one else, and must have taken a good bit of the blast. You walked over to me and passed out. No one was saying anything so I picked you up and left. You're the only one who wasn't paralyzed with fear, so I figured when you came to we could talk, like we used to."
"Why am I half-naked?"
"Oh, well that's easy. You were beaten up pretty bad, and you had a piece of your armor lodged into your shoulder. When I transform, not only do I get stronger, but I develop some new abilities as well. Visual, auditory, and other sensory enhancements are part of the package, and so is my ability to heal. I took off your armor so I could heal your wounds."
"Yeah, right, sicko," she smiled.
"But, I am at a loss as to what I should do. I think the dean's still out, so I'm just going to wait here until someone comes to get me."
"What do you think's gonna happen?"
"Well, I guess that someone in the military, probably some secret ops division, and whisk me away from here. They'll probably run tests on me and want me to work for them."
"Would you?"
"Hell yeah, it'd be fun. 'Save the galaxy' and all that sort of fun stuff. The cool part is that I wouldn't have to be their bitch the entire time, because as far as I know, I'm the strongest guy around. That is, of course, unless they have some bio-augmented killing machine, capable of reducing entire quadrants to vapor."
"You're crazy you know that?" she joked.
"I know."
They sat in silence for a long while, gazing into the azure sky, fascinated with the two giant spheres that occupied their vision. After quite some time, Resa turned to him, with a grave look in her eyes.
"I, I have something to tell you..."
"Really?" he asked nonchalantly. "This wouldn't have anything to do with the fact you're an agent for Blue Six, would it?" he smiled.
Her face turned pale and her eyes widened.
"How did you know?" she asked, stupefied that he could have found out.
Officially, Blue Six did not exist. Every government in every civilization in history had black-ops organizations, agencies that the general population did not knew existed. The Galactic Coalition was no exception. Blue Six was the agency that knew everything. They had their own R&D facilities and had technologies that the rest of the Coalition would not have for years to come. They had psychics, soldiers, spies, weapons, ships, and money, lots and lots of money. They were the ones behind the scenes, making sure everything was running smoothly. They had their hands in all aspects of the Coalition.
The economy, military, government, entertainment, they were all influenced invisibly by Blue Six. Rarely did they become involved directly, rather they insinuated, hinted, directed. It was imperative that their identity not become known. They had agents in all parts of the galaxy, including this one. Resa was the agent for the Academy.
"Well, since I did nothing but talk to you and study, I found some inconsistencies in your life. I figured this out a few years ago when you came back from vacation on Altaire. You were different. You seemed distant, I mean, you warmed up again, eventually, but something about you had changed. I figured you had gone SSJ out there at some point, but that was only part of it. They knew you were on the fast track to the Academy so they approached you. Their old agent was going to graduate the same year you would enter, so it would work out perfectly. You job would be to evaluate and try and recruit fighters that met the specifications they gave you. That's why Aurora, Kiana, Brennit, and Yosho all left. Officially they dropped out, but they really became Blue Six operatives."
"How do you know all this?" she cried, shocked that her cover could be so completely blown.
"As I said, I've never had much to do. You are basically my only friend. I can read you like a book. When you came back from Altaire I began to do some research. I bet you didn't know I'm an expert hacker."
She shook her head.
"That's what 17 years of social rejection gets you. I stumbled upon some old documents and blah, blah, blah, found out about Blue Six, and you. So, I've been watching you. I bugged various things in your room, like the shoes you always wear. To make a long story short, I've been spying on you for the past three years."
"My room, my things, are you crazy?!"
"Don't worry, no cameras, just auditory devices. The scramblers they gave you knocked out most conventional bugs, but not a few of the one I cooked up. So, I just listened, gathered info on you and Blue Six. Frankly, I had nothing better to do. At first, I was pissed, jealous really, that you wouldn't tell me something like this, but then I realized just how serious the stuff you were dealing with was. Like the assassination of various bad guys, the riot on Centuria 3, and the Retar scandal. That one was a doozy."
"I, I don't know whether I should kill you for blowing my cover as per my standing orders, or be relieved that I have someone to talk to."
"Well, I can't believe I can finally say this, but you couldn't touch me, even if you wanted to. And, well, I'd like to work for you guys."
"You guys? You make it sound like we don't know each other."
"Well, to a point, your 'secret life' as a Blue Six agent is a mystery to me. I'd like to get in on it. Besides, I have nowhere else to go. I think I'd make a good 'agent' or what ever it is you guys call yourselves."
Resa never really considered herself as an agent, rather, as an informant. The only person whom she had met from the agency was the Thrakan that recruited her, and she never saw him again.
"Um, to be honest, I've never even been in direct contact with my, uh, contact, the person I report to. I don't even know if it's a he or she. All I do is leave reports at various predetermined sites. If they like something, they contact me."
"I guess you have something interesting in your report now. But I don't know if you should let 'em know that I know about them. I mean, if you think they wouldn't freak, I guess it'd be okay."
She thought about her response for a moment.
"The only problem I can see is that everyone saw what you did last night. It's going to be hard to bury that."
"Oh, I'm sure you guys will think of something." was his comical reply. He didn't see the dropship approaching in the distance.
Polaris, Aphea System
6.30.34
0850 Hours
When she awoke it was dawn, the giant twin moons of Polaris were visible in the sky this time of year, and they took up a good part of the sky. They were quite beautiful, but she had rarely time to notice them because she spent most of her time in the arena. She sat up and felt the cool breeze run over her body, then realized her armor was stripped and lying in a pile beside her. She was wearing only a low-cut shirt that exposed her muscular stomach, and a pair of form-fitting shorts that exposed her powerful legs. She then realized she was not alone. She turned and saw him sitting to her right, with a bashful grin on his face.
"Morning, sleepy head, I thought you'd sleep the entire day. I guess you Sayjins are tougher than you look," he joked.
"What am I doing here?" she asked.
"Try to remember, it'll come to you."
She closed her eyes and concentrated. It wasn't completely clear. She saw images, flashes of the previous night. She was putting on her armor when Jake (yes, I finally reveal his name) came in. Something was different, but she didn't know what it was. She was crying, then there was a bright light. Then Danja was on the ground. Somebody was talking to her, she wasn't sure who, but he was glowing. Then she saw the dean. He looked evil, glowing red. Something hit her, hard, then he was on the ground too. Somebody was talking to her, it was the white guy again. Then the world was black.
"Jake... it was you?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"How...?"
"You keep saying that. Well, I guess I'll explain."
After he had told his story, about the eyes, about her, she remained silent.
"No one's talked to me since last night. I think they're all afraid. You're not scared, are you?"
"No, no, I'm just..." her voice trailed off.
"Surprised?"
"Yeah, surprised. How did I get here?"
"I carried you here. You were covering Danja's body when I used my last attack on the dean. You were pretty close, closer than every one else, and must have taken a good bit of the blast. You walked over to me and passed out. No one was saying anything so I picked you up and left. You're the only one who wasn't paralyzed with fear, so I figured when you came to we could talk, like we used to."
"Why am I half-naked?"
"Oh, well that's easy. You were beaten up pretty bad, and you had a piece of your armor lodged into your shoulder. When I transform, not only do I get stronger, but I develop some new abilities as well. Visual, auditory, and other sensory enhancements are part of the package, and so is my ability to heal. I took off your armor so I could heal your wounds."
"Yeah, right, sicko," she smiled.
"But, I am at a loss as to what I should do. I think the dean's still out, so I'm just going to wait here until someone comes to get me."
"What do you think's gonna happen?"
"Well, I guess that someone in the military, probably some secret ops division, and whisk me away from here. They'll probably run tests on me and want me to work for them."
"Would you?"
"Hell yeah, it'd be fun. 'Save the galaxy' and all that sort of fun stuff. The cool part is that I wouldn't have to be their bitch the entire time, because as far as I know, I'm the strongest guy around. That is, of course, unless they have some bio-augmented killing machine, capable of reducing entire quadrants to vapor."
"You're crazy you know that?" she joked.
"I know."
They sat in silence for a long while, gazing into the azure sky, fascinated with the two giant spheres that occupied their vision. After quite some time, Resa turned to him, with a grave look in her eyes.
"I, I have something to tell you..."
"Really?" he asked nonchalantly. "This wouldn't have anything to do with the fact you're an agent for Blue Six, would it?" he smiled.
Her face turned pale and her eyes widened.
"How did you know?" she asked, stupefied that he could have found out.
Officially, Blue Six did not exist. Every government in every civilization in history had black-ops organizations, agencies that the general population did not knew existed. The Galactic Coalition was no exception. Blue Six was the agency that knew everything. They had their own R&D facilities and had technologies that the rest of the Coalition would not have for years to come. They had psychics, soldiers, spies, weapons, ships, and money, lots and lots of money. They were the ones behind the scenes, making sure everything was running smoothly. They had their hands in all aspects of the Coalition.
The economy, military, government, entertainment, they were all influenced invisibly by Blue Six. Rarely did they become involved directly, rather they insinuated, hinted, directed. It was imperative that their identity not become known. They had agents in all parts of the galaxy, including this one. Resa was the agent for the Academy.
"Well, since I did nothing but talk to you and study, I found some inconsistencies in your life. I figured this out a few years ago when you came back from vacation on Altaire. You were different. You seemed distant, I mean, you warmed up again, eventually, but something about you had changed. I figured you had gone SSJ out there at some point, but that was only part of it. They knew you were on the fast track to the Academy so they approached you. Their old agent was going to graduate the same year you would enter, so it would work out perfectly. You job would be to evaluate and try and recruit fighters that met the specifications they gave you. That's why Aurora, Kiana, Brennit, and Yosho all left. Officially they dropped out, but they really became Blue Six operatives."
"How do you know all this?" she cried, shocked that her cover could be so completely blown.
"As I said, I've never had much to do. You are basically my only friend. I can read you like a book. When you came back from Altaire I began to do some research. I bet you didn't know I'm an expert hacker."
She shook her head.
"That's what 17 years of social rejection gets you. I stumbled upon some old documents and blah, blah, blah, found out about Blue Six, and you. So, I've been watching you. I bugged various things in your room, like the shoes you always wear. To make a long story short, I've been spying on you for the past three years."
"My room, my things, are you crazy?!"
"Don't worry, no cameras, just auditory devices. The scramblers they gave you knocked out most conventional bugs, but not a few of the one I cooked up. So, I just listened, gathered info on you and Blue Six. Frankly, I had nothing better to do. At first, I was pissed, jealous really, that you wouldn't tell me something like this, but then I realized just how serious the stuff you were dealing with was. Like the assassination of various bad guys, the riot on Centuria 3, and the Retar scandal. That one was a doozy."
"I, I don't know whether I should kill you for blowing my cover as per my standing orders, or be relieved that I have someone to talk to."
"Well, I can't believe I can finally say this, but you couldn't touch me, even if you wanted to. And, well, I'd like to work for you guys."
"You guys? You make it sound like we don't know each other."
"Well, to a point, your 'secret life' as a Blue Six agent is a mystery to me. I'd like to get in on it. Besides, I have nowhere else to go. I think I'd make a good 'agent' or what ever it is you guys call yourselves."
Resa never really considered herself as an agent, rather, as an informant. The only person whom she had met from the agency was the Thrakan that recruited her, and she never saw him again.
"Um, to be honest, I've never even been in direct contact with my, uh, contact, the person I report to. I don't even know if it's a he or she. All I do is leave reports at various predetermined sites. If they like something, they contact me."
"I guess you have something interesting in your report now. But I don't know if you should let 'em know that I know about them. I mean, if you think they wouldn't freak, I guess it'd be okay."
She thought about her response for a moment.
"The only problem I can see is that everyone saw what you did last night. It's going to be hard to bury that."
"Oh, I'm sure you guys will think of something." was his comical reply. He didn't see the dropship approaching in the distance.