2030 Hours
The NY Plaza
The Asian Man sat across the tabel from the Young Woman, he was about fourty, his hair cut short and was dressed in a black suit, she was in her early twenties, with short red hair that reached that only reached the bottom of her neck, she had huge sunglasses covering her eyes and wore a full length fur coat.
"Have Wong told you evrything?" she asked with an American accent.
"Yes, he did." he replied with a sligh oriental accent, "Needless to say, I'm findig most of this hard to beleave.."
"But do you beleave it?"
"I have sworn for quit a time that I will give up the life of killing that I led, then you come in and throw this i my face, asking me to kill again... You must realize that I have doubts.."
"If its money you want...."
"I WANT NOTHING!" he said furious from the Isult, she just stayed calm, disregarded the little outburst ad took a drag from a ciguarit she was holding.
"...I have doubts, but if taking lives is what it will take to preserve life, then so be it. I'm in." he said.
She grined big time, put out her ciguarit and exteded a gloved hand whichhe shoke, she said "John Lee[1], welcome to the Bureau of Extraordinarys."
"Corner pocket, Nine-ball." said Damian to the man of 35 in a expensive Italian suit standing near the pool tabel Damian was playing at.
"You can't make that shot." said the Man with confidence.
"How much?"
"300 dollars?"
"Ok."
Damian simply hit the Q-Ball into the 9-ball, which then reflected off three cotions and then went into the corner pocket.
"Huh! That must 'ave been a flook!!" said Damian with sarcasm, the man cast a look Dissapoitment, suprise and anger, but simply threw six 50 dollar bills on the tabel and left.
"What Part of 'Try not to attract attention' did you understand as 'Hustle a wall street broker for 300 dollars'?" said Ducan as he retured.
"I don't start followig orders till you prove yourself." said Damian as he picked up his earnings.
"That Will be soon, as our other two members arrive at midnight." said Duncan as he handed Raze the keys to his room.
"Raze, come to my room No. 217 at 2400 sharp, we then have six hours to rest till we have to fly to london to meet the boss. Flemyng, you and I shall share a room.." said Duncan.
"What? Why can't I have my own room as Raze?" protested Damian.
"Cause Raze is trust worthy, where as I have to keep an eye on you at all times, but if you like I am sure Raze has no problem with you bunking with him.." replied Duncan, Damian then cast a look at Raze who had the coldest of stares in his eyes, before saying with a bit of a shaky voice: "Room 217, was it?"
2353 Hours
The Plaza Hotel, Room 217
Ducan sat on a arm chair where as Damian was enjoying the Mini-bar, both still dressed minus the jackets ad Damians glasses.
"Almost time." said Duncan.
"I would sure like that, could use the sleep and the rest of watching you act all mysterious, which brings me to the question, Whats with all the mystery around you? Raze is a Werwolf which I accept with no ease, but you... What makes you Extraordiary? and whats with the sword you carry around all day? Why not get a gun, this is New York, geting a gun is the third easiest thing after getting screwed and getting shot.."
Duncan shifted the Sheathed Sword in his hand before laying it down and saying: "I....I was born in 1592."
Damian took the Information with suprise but then said in his usuall Apathetic tone : "I can see the Oil of Olay is working for you."
"When I was in battle..." duncan continued, "Defending Scotlad, I was Injured.... My mates carryed me home, where I died, after that I'm told, the women of my village wept, the men roared, vowing to avenge my death, touching isn't it? When I came back to life, they figured I made a packt with the Devil to come back to life, they drove me out from among them, after that I just waited to die, but I did't, I expected toage, but I couldn't, I have walked the earth ever since, been to all places kown by man, looking the same as I did the morning I was killed, I have been hung, shot, beatin and once thrown of the top of Notre Dam cathedrial by the Inquisition, but I never stayed dead for long. The sword is to fight those others like me, who see me as a rival and threat to their existace."
Duncan then closed his eye for a second and pressed his fingertips to his eyelids, Damian though of something whitty to say but decided to keep quit respect to his commander.
"All I ever wanted was to live free, have kids and age next to a woman I love, but I can't.. You may be talented, rich and whily; but Damian you should always realize that your greatest asset is you Mortality, the abbility die withyour head still on."
Damian though he saw a tear drop from Duncan, and he might have made a comment If the sound of hard knock on the dorr wasn't heard, Duncan opened the door to let Raze in who shot Damian a look of the just-wait-til-were-alone type to Damian's discomfort.
Two Minutes Later....
Knocks were heard on the door, Damian got up and opened it even though he heard Duncan protest.
"Hey there fella, come in." said Damian as he let in John Lee, who looked suspicious at the sight of all three men, and was holding a feminin looking brown duster in his hand.
"In the future Damian, should we have one with all your Apathy, we might want to wait a little to know who we're dealing with." said Duncan furiously.
"Actually I met him a few years back." replied Damian before adressing John saying: "Remember that time in Chinatown, I came in to talk to pauley of and he introduced us briefly...."
"No."
"I'm not suprised, werent you working for Mr. Wei back then, heard you killed him."
"I did."
"Ol' bastard had it comming."
"This is all very fascentaing, now Joh, have you heard any good songs lately?" asked Duncan.
"Some of Death, Demise and Perish." replied John dryly.
"So your our man then." said Duncan who then looked at Raze who seamed uneasy ad asked him: "Are you Alright?"
Raze just suspiciouly looked aroud then said: "I'm fine."
"where is Ross?" Duncan asked to John.
"She said she'll be comming shortly, who are you people?" said John as he dropped the duster onto a chair.
"Were workig for the Bureau of Extraordiarys, just like you are right now. I'm Jack Damian Flemyng, but I generally go by Damian, Confidence Trickerest and occasional Art Theif, at your service."
"I'm Raze."
"My Name is Duncan McLeod."
"John Lee, former Cinese Army Officer and retired free lance assasin."
"Who is this Ross I keep hearing about?" asked Raze.
"She is a Infiltration Specialist workinng for the CIA." said Duncan
"Sounds lovely!"
"And usefull."
"Huh, thats strange!" said Daiman.
"What is?" asked Duncan.
"My glasses, they were on this table, now theyr gone."
"Perhaps the drink has gone to your head." said Raze.
"Not likely, when I get drunk I hear people speak in Arabic, I don't forget where my glasses have gone."
"I'm sure you'll find them later..." said Duncan before widening his eyes as he saw the glasses floating in the air, as if though held by an unsees force.
"What in the hell?!" Duncan said loudely and thus brought the other three mens attention to the floating Eye-glsasses, John Lee simply stared in shock where as Damian grabed the cross hanging from his neck saying: "Goodness Gracious!", Razes reflex ws more afecient as he darted towards them, but the glasses droped onto the chair that had the duster John brought on top of it.
Duncan got up and turned to inspect what was going on, grabbingh the glasses brienfly examining them then tossing them to Damian, who hesitantly put them on.
"My Sword!" said Duncan as he saw his sword moving on its own, both Raze and McLeod jumoped towards it where Duncan brabed the sword as it was unsheathig itself, where as Raze thrusted his hand towards its sorwondings as if he was to push something, a second later, Damian colapsed to the ground, and then franticly shouted "SomeTHING hit me! which is strange since NOthing hit me!!", John helped him Up as they heard a sound.
"OK boys, don't get your drawres in a wad.." came a feminin voice out of nowhere.
"After concideration I might have perhaps had too much to drink.." said Damian as Lee's astonishment contiued and Duncan seamed alert while Raze looked at the top of his game, as though he expected that to happen.
And there in front of their eyes took place the strangest thing any of them ever saw, or the third strangest at least, as the Duster John brought in ellevated before taking a slender feminin form, there in front of their very eyes was a floatig brown duster, with a few inches between i bottom tips ad the floor, the duster - or rather the Invisible woman iside it - took a seat at where the duster was, the bottom half shifted indicating that the Invisible woman had put one leg atop of the other, with the sleaves resting on the chairs arms.
"Now..." said the Invisible Woman, "I think Mr. Lee have recognized my voice, as for the rest of you gentelmen, I ask you to relax, that little hoaxs was my simple way of knockig on the door."
"There are other ways of doing that, you could knock on a BLOODY DOOR FO CHRISTS SAKE!" shouted Damian, Duncan sat down and gestured to Raze to do the same, and he did even though he stayed fully alarmed and prepared to anything.
"Yes it is I...." said the Invisible Woman waving her hand at the four men, "Agent Marcie Ross[2], CIA."
"Infeltration Specialist Huh?" said Damian as he gulped the rest of his drink. "Guess thats the Bureaucrats term for Invisible Woman."
"Touche; sorry about the glasses, and you Mr. Raze, I praise your sharpend scenses."
"Whats was with that whole thing back there?" asked a furious Duncan.
"Call it my childish side, I spent my late teens in a CIA training facility so I'm bound to pull off the sort of shanaigans."
"I the future, I hope you channel you ability for more usefull matters, I'm Duncan McLeod, the leader of this group.."
"Your the leader? I was under the Impression she was.." said John curiouly, which caused Duncan to look at Marcie with a questioning look, since Marcie was Invisible her expression was unkown but she said with the slightest tad of embarasment: "Well, when Dame Archer talked to me she said that I would be in charge if you refused the mission, and up till our phone call I wasn't sure if you did accept. So I guess I'm second In comand then."
"Just a question, but how far down was I on the list for the be in charge person?" asked Damian, the question was Ignored by all, to which he did not protest.
"Very Well, Gentelmen and Miss..." said Duncan getting up ad looking at each of the other members, then followed "Seing as how the team is set, In Six hours we board a plain to London where we get briefed by the woman in charge, till then have some rest, it'll be most needed."
With that, Raze, John and Marcie - who took off her duster then handed it to john - left to their rooms, Duncan sat back onto the Armchair and Damian went to collect his awaited sleep, perhaps all were contemplating the task at hand, thinking about the reponsibility put in front of them, the fate of the human kind. A Reponsibility that they probebly wouldn't have though they would have a couple of weeks earlyer. Their motives for acceptig it varied, for Damian it was safe passage to Europe, the Motive of Duncan and Raze the Immortals were a mystery as them, John wanted to preserve life even if it was by taking it, Marcie was a foot slodier, going where her superiours told her to go with a smile on her face. But no matter what their motives were, neither one was planning on turning back.
[1] John Lee is the Hero of the Crime film 'Replacement Killers, The' with Chow Yun Fat playing the character.
[2] Marcie Ross is the Nerd who mystically turn Invisible in Episode 1.11 of 'Buffy, The Vampire Slayer: The Series' and is trained to be an assasin by some goverment agency in the end of the Episode.
Thanx for reading, Review also appreciated.
The NY Plaza
The Asian Man sat across the tabel from the Young Woman, he was about fourty, his hair cut short and was dressed in a black suit, she was in her early twenties, with short red hair that reached that only reached the bottom of her neck, she had huge sunglasses covering her eyes and wore a full length fur coat.
"Have Wong told you evrything?" she asked with an American accent.
"Yes, he did." he replied with a sligh oriental accent, "Needless to say, I'm findig most of this hard to beleave.."
"But do you beleave it?"
"I have sworn for quit a time that I will give up the life of killing that I led, then you come in and throw this i my face, asking me to kill again... You must realize that I have doubts.."
"If its money you want...."
"I WANT NOTHING!" he said furious from the Isult, she just stayed calm, disregarded the little outburst ad took a drag from a ciguarit she was holding.
"...I have doubts, but if taking lives is what it will take to preserve life, then so be it. I'm in." he said.
She grined big time, put out her ciguarit and exteded a gloved hand whichhe shoke, she said "John Lee[1], welcome to the Bureau of Extraordinarys."
"Corner pocket, Nine-ball." said Damian to the man of 35 in a expensive Italian suit standing near the pool tabel Damian was playing at.
"You can't make that shot." said the Man with confidence.
"How much?"
"300 dollars?"
"Ok."
Damian simply hit the Q-Ball into the 9-ball, which then reflected off three cotions and then went into the corner pocket.
"Huh! That must 'ave been a flook!!" said Damian with sarcasm, the man cast a look Dissapoitment, suprise and anger, but simply threw six 50 dollar bills on the tabel and left.
"What Part of 'Try not to attract attention' did you understand as 'Hustle a wall street broker for 300 dollars'?" said Ducan as he retured.
"I don't start followig orders till you prove yourself." said Damian as he picked up his earnings.
"That Will be soon, as our other two members arrive at midnight." said Duncan as he handed Raze the keys to his room.
"Raze, come to my room No. 217 at 2400 sharp, we then have six hours to rest till we have to fly to london to meet the boss. Flemyng, you and I shall share a room.." said Duncan.
"What? Why can't I have my own room as Raze?" protested Damian.
"Cause Raze is trust worthy, where as I have to keep an eye on you at all times, but if you like I am sure Raze has no problem with you bunking with him.." replied Duncan, Damian then cast a look at Raze who had the coldest of stares in his eyes, before saying with a bit of a shaky voice: "Room 217, was it?"
2353 Hours
The Plaza Hotel, Room 217
Ducan sat on a arm chair where as Damian was enjoying the Mini-bar, both still dressed minus the jackets ad Damians glasses.
"Almost time." said Duncan.
"I would sure like that, could use the sleep and the rest of watching you act all mysterious, which brings me to the question, Whats with all the mystery around you? Raze is a Werwolf which I accept with no ease, but you... What makes you Extraordiary? and whats with the sword you carry around all day? Why not get a gun, this is New York, geting a gun is the third easiest thing after getting screwed and getting shot.."
Duncan shifted the Sheathed Sword in his hand before laying it down and saying: "I....I was born in 1592."
Damian took the Information with suprise but then said in his usuall Apathetic tone : "I can see the Oil of Olay is working for you."
"When I was in battle..." duncan continued, "Defending Scotlad, I was Injured.... My mates carryed me home, where I died, after that I'm told, the women of my village wept, the men roared, vowing to avenge my death, touching isn't it? When I came back to life, they figured I made a packt with the Devil to come back to life, they drove me out from among them, after that I just waited to die, but I did't, I expected toage, but I couldn't, I have walked the earth ever since, been to all places kown by man, looking the same as I did the morning I was killed, I have been hung, shot, beatin and once thrown of the top of Notre Dam cathedrial by the Inquisition, but I never stayed dead for long. The sword is to fight those others like me, who see me as a rival and threat to their existace."
Duncan then closed his eye for a second and pressed his fingertips to his eyelids, Damian though of something whitty to say but decided to keep quit respect to his commander.
"All I ever wanted was to live free, have kids and age next to a woman I love, but I can't.. You may be talented, rich and whily; but Damian you should always realize that your greatest asset is you Mortality, the abbility die withyour head still on."
Damian though he saw a tear drop from Duncan, and he might have made a comment If the sound of hard knock on the dorr wasn't heard, Duncan opened the door to let Raze in who shot Damian a look of the just-wait-til-were-alone type to Damian's discomfort.
Two Minutes Later....
Knocks were heard on the door, Damian got up and opened it even though he heard Duncan protest.
"Hey there fella, come in." said Damian as he let in John Lee, who looked suspicious at the sight of all three men, and was holding a feminin looking brown duster in his hand.
"In the future Damian, should we have one with all your Apathy, we might want to wait a little to know who we're dealing with." said Duncan furiously.
"Actually I met him a few years back." replied Damian before adressing John saying: "Remember that time in Chinatown, I came in to talk to pauley of and he introduced us briefly...."
"No."
"I'm not suprised, werent you working for Mr. Wei back then, heard you killed him."
"I did."
"Ol' bastard had it comming."
"This is all very fascentaing, now Joh, have you heard any good songs lately?" asked Duncan.
"Some of Death, Demise and Perish." replied John dryly.
"So your our man then." said Duncan who then looked at Raze who seamed uneasy ad asked him: "Are you Alright?"
Raze just suspiciouly looked aroud then said: "I'm fine."
"where is Ross?" Duncan asked to John.
"She said she'll be comming shortly, who are you people?" said John as he dropped the duster onto a chair.
"Were workig for the Bureau of Extraordiarys, just like you are right now. I'm Jack Damian Flemyng, but I generally go by Damian, Confidence Trickerest and occasional Art Theif, at your service."
"I'm Raze."
"My Name is Duncan McLeod."
"John Lee, former Cinese Army Officer and retired free lance assasin."
"Who is this Ross I keep hearing about?" asked Raze.
"She is a Infiltration Specialist workinng for the CIA." said Duncan
"Sounds lovely!"
"And usefull."
"Huh, thats strange!" said Daiman.
"What is?" asked Duncan.
"My glasses, they were on this table, now theyr gone."
"Perhaps the drink has gone to your head." said Raze.
"Not likely, when I get drunk I hear people speak in Arabic, I don't forget where my glasses have gone."
"I'm sure you'll find them later..." said Duncan before widening his eyes as he saw the glasses floating in the air, as if though held by an unsees force.
"What in the hell?!" Duncan said loudely and thus brought the other three mens attention to the floating Eye-glsasses, John Lee simply stared in shock where as Damian grabed the cross hanging from his neck saying: "Goodness Gracious!", Razes reflex ws more afecient as he darted towards them, but the glasses droped onto the chair that had the duster John brought on top of it.
Duncan got up and turned to inspect what was going on, grabbingh the glasses brienfly examining them then tossing them to Damian, who hesitantly put them on.
"My Sword!" said Duncan as he saw his sword moving on its own, both Raze and McLeod jumoped towards it where Duncan brabed the sword as it was unsheathig itself, where as Raze thrusted his hand towards its sorwondings as if he was to push something, a second later, Damian colapsed to the ground, and then franticly shouted "SomeTHING hit me! which is strange since NOthing hit me!!", John helped him Up as they heard a sound.
"OK boys, don't get your drawres in a wad.." came a feminin voice out of nowhere.
"After concideration I might have perhaps had too much to drink.." said Damian as Lee's astonishment contiued and Duncan seamed alert while Raze looked at the top of his game, as though he expected that to happen.
And there in front of their eyes took place the strangest thing any of them ever saw, or the third strangest at least, as the Duster John brought in ellevated before taking a slender feminin form, there in front of their very eyes was a floatig brown duster, with a few inches between i bottom tips ad the floor, the duster - or rather the Invisible woman iside it - took a seat at where the duster was, the bottom half shifted indicating that the Invisible woman had put one leg atop of the other, with the sleaves resting on the chairs arms.
"Now..." said the Invisible Woman, "I think Mr. Lee have recognized my voice, as for the rest of you gentelmen, I ask you to relax, that little hoaxs was my simple way of knockig on the door."
"There are other ways of doing that, you could knock on a BLOODY DOOR FO CHRISTS SAKE!" shouted Damian, Duncan sat down and gestured to Raze to do the same, and he did even though he stayed fully alarmed and prepared to anything.
"Yes it is I...." said the Invisible Woman waving her hand at the four men, "Agent Marcie Ross[2], CIA."
"Infeltration Specialist Huh?" said Damian as he gulped the rest of his drink. "Guess thats the Bureaucrats term for Invisible Woman."
"Touche; sorry about the glasses, and you Mr. Raze, I praise your sharpend scenses."
"Whats was with that whole thing back there?" asked a furious Duncan.
"Call it my childish side, I spent my late teens in a CIA training facility so I'm bound to pull off the sort of shanaigans."
"I the future, I hope you channel you ability for more usefull matters, I'm Duncan McLeod, the leader of this group.."
"Your the leader? I was under the Impression she was.." said John curiouly, which caused Duncan to look at Marcie with a questioning look, since Marcie was Invisible her expression was unkown but she said with the slightest tad of embarasment: "Well, when Dame Archer talked to me she said that I would be in charge if you refused the mission, and up till our phone call I wasn't sure if you did accept. So I guess I'm second In comand then."
"Just a question, but how far down was I on the list for the be in charge person?" asked Damian, the question was Ignored by all, to which he did not protest.
"Very Well, Gentelmen and Miss..." said Duncan getting up ad looking at each of the other members, then followed "Seing as how the team is set, In Six hours we board a plain to London where we get briefed by the woman in charge, till then have some rest, it'll be most needed."
With that, Raze, John and Marcie - who took off her duster then handed it to john - left to their rooms, Duncan sat back onto the Armchair and Damian went to collect his awaited sleep, perhaps all were contemplating the task at hand, thinking about the reponsibility put in front of them, the fate of the human kind. A Reponsibility that they probebly wouldn't have though they would have a couple of weeks earlyer. Their motives for acceptig it varied, for Damian it was safe passage to Europe, the Motive of Duncan and Raze the Immortals were a mystery as them, John wanted to preserve life even if it was by taking it, Marcie was a foot slodier, going where her superiours told her to go with a smile on her face. But no matter what their motives were, neither one was planning on turning back.
[1] John Lee is the Hero of the Crime film 'Replacement Killers, The' with Chow Yun Fat playing the character.
[2] Marcie Ross is the Nerd who mystically turn Invisible in Episode 1.11 of 'Buffy, The Vampire Slayer: The Series' and is trained to be an assasin by some goverment agency in the end of the Episode.
Thanx for reading, Review also appreciated.