The White Sheep and The Black Wolf Part7 "Careful, you almost violated rule number 451, section 12," U

exclaimed.

Elle, who was behind the wheel, glanced at him out of the corner of

her eye. "What's that?" she asked.

"Running over an open manhole."

Elle gritted her teeth. Ever since X's disappearance, Zed had

partnered her up with Agent U. Let's say the partnership was tense,

and Elle was on the verge of strangling U.

She pulled up to exactly where Kay and Jay had disappeared over the

last hour. Right now back at HQ, Zed was nearly pulling his hair out

about the entire situation; three agents gone missing in the past

couple of days.

Of course Elle was shocked that both agents had been taken down. The

two were a good pair and hardly ever failed at getting their perp. So

of course, Elle volunteered to take the case out of the kindness of

her heart and her concern for her friends and fellow agents (but

especially to make Kay and Jay humiliated by the fact that they

needed to be saved by a female agent).

After interrogating Sam on the details of the case, they now tracked

the location of Kay's LTD.

She and U approached the scene. Obviously a fight had occurred; shown

by the spilt garbage littering the ground. Elle grimaced at the sight

of a rat chewing a moldy cheese rind. But what offended her the most

was the putrid smell of the place.

"Let's get this over with," she told U. Shouldering her firearm, she

held her breath as she took a step forward into the litter.

There she found the containment crew rummaging through the trash,

trying to find any clue to the identity of Kay and Jay's kidnapper or

their whereabouts. Zed had insisted sending them ahead of her and U.

He said that he couldn't afford losing any more agents.

Elle was touched by his concern, but found the containment crew unit

a burden. They were here doing work that belonged to her just cause

they had arrived moments before.

"Okay, you guys," Elle said as she approached them. "We'll take it

from here."

A dark curly-haired agent turned to face her. He flashed her a grin,

which for some reason bothered her more than it should. "Sorry

little lady, my team got it covered. Why don't you just patrol the

grounds for any wondering eyes. Oh, and try not to get kidnapped will

ya?"

Elle gave him her best dazzling smile. "Why of course. I'll do just

that while you guys have fun rooting through garbage."

The agent frowned, but didn't say anything. Instead he turned back to

the pile of trash he had been working on.

That would humble him a bit, Elle thought. She glanced about

her. "Where's the LTD?" she asked. All she received were shrugs from

the containment crew.

"Uh, Elle," U spoke softly. "Maybe you should take a look at this."

Elle turned to face him. "U, this is no time to." Her jaw

dropped. "How."

Off of the alley, stood a grotesque black sculpture. It was twisted

and distorted, looking very much like clay placed in the hands of a

child or a madman.

Elle reached out and touched it. The surface felt metallic and cool

to the touch. What is it, she thought. Her heart skipped a beat as

she found something jutting out of a crack in the sculpture.

A badly crushed cassette tape, its contents spilled out, rested in

her hand. On it had the label "Elvis Greatest Hits." She knew that

Kay loved listening to Elvis.

"U, get the containment team over here," she spoke in a trembling

voice. She cleared her throat. "Tell them to scan for any sign if Kay

or Jay's remains are inside this thing.

"Why would they be inside it?"

Elle frowned at his stupidity. "This was the LTD!!"

After an hour of intense waiting, the results were in. Elle sighed in

great relief that the reports were negative. But not too relaxed.

Whatever did this was either incredibly strong and large, or had

great psychokinetic power. Her instincts prefer the latter.

"Gentlemen," Elle said. "We have a code red."

As soon as she spoke these words, there was a commotion as all them

rushed to contact all MIB units.

Elle now had total sympathy for Zed. After losing three agents he

didn't deserve the weight of this to drop upon his burdened shoulders.