CHAPTER 3: The Room

Samus heaved a sigh of relief. Metroid Prime lay dead, the twitching of its insectoid legs coming to a halt. Samus leaned burdensomely on the side wall, checking her energy tank and damage status. Only a fourth life left, the plasma cannon all but extinguished. It had indeed been a fight. Then the light surrounded her...

She had been a great catch indeed. Blonde's always did have more fun. 007 tried to leave quietly, but when they came, he gave them one hell of a fight...

She hated when her cat naps were interrupted, but if they wanted to face the claws, who was she to hold back the creme...

Poker was his favorite game, but as soon as he sat down at the table, there were flashes of light, cracks of sound and people began screaming. He turned on a dime expecting a fight. He got one...

Laura awoke with a start and immediately reached for her pistols, but both holster were vacant. She huffed menacingly.

She was surprised that she was sitting. The metal chair cut into her back and the lack of proper support on the seat made her muscles ache. A small black metal desk had been placed before her with what looked like a one way window on the opposite side. The room was chilly. A quick look around proved to her that, at least at first glance, there were no other windows...and no doors.

She slammed her palms onto the desk, the crack echoing in the small chambers.

Glaring once more around the room, she slammed down on the desk a second time and immediately shoved the chair back and stood. The chair clanked sideways on the ground. Rolling her eyes to where it lay, she had a fabulous idea. She gripped the upright legs of the seat in both hands.

She tried to take a swing at the window, but almost instantaneously stopped.

"Ms. Croft, if you would kindly take a seat," a woman wearing a black suit said. "I'm sure you are anxious to find out what this is all about."

It was ironic how calm and soothing the blonde's voice was. Laura was still pissed to all hell, but with the shear surprise of the woman's appearance Laura decided to obey. She set the chair down, but did not sit.

The woman sighed. "I apologize if bringing you here was...a hassle. We certainly did not want a fight-"

"And of course to avoid a confrontation you kindly sent a letter to my estate instead of sending five armed men with commando style weapons to come after me on a very important excavation."

"You were the one shooting."

"I was making a point."

"In the chest of an officer?"

"He was going to shoot first."

"She. And she was not holding a gun."

"And it was in the shape of an AK 47 because...?"

"Look. If you want to be combatative, we can detain you here for as long as you like. In this very room in fact. So you're just going to have to trust me."

Laura smiled and tilted her head innocently. She moved very close to the woman, keeping her smile, until her head was just inches away from the others.

"Trust is for those who say much and mean very little. You want me for a job, you're going to have to run by my rules."

"Sorry, not part of the bargain." Before Laura could object any further, the side wall opened, and the blonde stepped out. "Follow me, and perhaps we can answer some of your questions."

"You mean like the AK 47?" Laura smote after the woman.

Ignoring the sarcastic remark, the blonde rushed about the brightly lit, metallic halls. Laura kept up easily but kept her attention on the passerby's and the many security cameras. Finally, Laura was led into a room that, unlike the hall, was poorly lit. Laura looked about and...

"You!" She heard and snapped her head around to where the voice came from. Recognizing him immediately, she swung into her defensive stance. Dr. Jones had toppled over his chair to do the same.

There were others in the room that had watched Laura come in, and stayed calmly in their seats...all except for one odd looking thing that stood in the corner.

"Stop the both of you," the blonde said, taking her seat at the head of a table. "You can return to your quarreling after I'm through.

Reluctantly, Laura backed away, and took an empty chair. Looking around she could hardly believe her eyes. 'These people are...'

"I'm sure you have all heard of each other." The blonde stated in matter of factly fashion. "In your worlds and times each of you are something out of a story. But as we all know, time and space is something none of us can fully comprehend." She paused for a second. "My name is Agent Joan and I work for the CIA for the United States of America. I deal primarily with interuniversal, and interepochary relations."

-"Yeah right." Laura heard Dr. Jones mutter.

"We have brought you here, so that you may represent and aid your time and space continuum. We have attempted to settle this by ourselves, but we fear that time is against us, and thus have decided to create a team that can easily manage the time and space travel throughout our universe and several we have yet to map. This job has been dropped on you, and I apologize, but for the sake of everything, this is not voluntary. Welcome to earth, 2004."

End chapter 3

I know the end is cheezy but the plot twists good in the next chapter. But come on, this is fun right?...right...