The White Sheep and The Black Wolf Part10
"All units, be on the lookout for any psychokinetic activity. Do not
attempt to approached without proper backup. Repeat do not approach
without back up," the car radio crackled.
With a quick flick of her wrist, Elle snapped the radio off. She
didn't need it to rub in the guilt of her disobedience.
Zed had pacifically ordered that no agent should go alone, due to the
disappearance of 3 agents. He said he had enough problems without the
need of another missing agent to top it off.
Yet here she was doing exactly opposite of that. But who could blame
her? After losing her two closest friends and her partner (whom she
didn't much care for, except as far as being her ticket to keeping
her out of the lab or partnering up with U), Elle couldn't just sit
there twiddling her thumbs and hoping for the best. She had to be in
the action.
Unfortunately she had to leave behind U's back, knowing full well
that he would rather give another lecture to the alien children than
go off on a wild goose chase.
It had been easy to sneak out without Zed noticing. Almost every
agent had taken the assignment of tracking down the psychopath, so
all she had to do was blend in.
The detector on the dashboard suddenly gave a faint beep.
Immediately, Elle slammed on her brakes. The car gave a satisfying
screech as it stopped automatically.
Elle climbed out of the car, gripping her Carbonizer and holding the
detector in the other hand. She paced the alley, hoping to get a
clearer signal.
But as she strolled about, the signal didn't show any variation. Elle
frowned. She had already covered the entire area, yet the trail
remain faint.
Just as she was about to give in thinking there may be a glitch in
the circuitry of the detector, she spotted movement in the dumpster.
Fingering the trigger, she walked up to it. Wrinkling her nose,
Elle's brain screamed at her to retreat. Her sinuses tingled with
pain from the stench.
Ignoring her body, Elle pushed the lid of the dumpster back quickly.
But as she did, something small sprang out at her and landed upon the
Carbonizer.
Elle let out a startled gasp and dropped her weapon. The creature
jumped off of it and scuttled into a pile of dirty newspapers.
Realizing what it was, she sighed in relief, and her breathing
returned to normal.
The rat bared its teeth at her and hissed. Then it continued to chew
upon the bread crust it held in its paws.
Picking up her firearm, Elle noticed a goopy, brown substance
clinging on it. She groaned when she realized that it was rat feces.
"I hate alleys," Elle muttered.
The rat, hearing her voice, hissed again. Then it scurried down into
a storage drain.
Elle watched it disappeared below. Suddenly an idea struck
her. "Nothing is what it seems," Elle said, repeating the wise MIB
saying.
Kneeling onto the ground, Elle tugged at a manhole cover and put it
aside. Just as she had anticipated, the detector's alarm frequency
increased.
"All units, be on the lookout for any psychokinetic activity. Do not
attempt to approached without proper backup. Repeat do not approach
without back up," the car radio crackled.
With a quick flick of her wrist, Elle snapped the radio off. She
didn't need it to rub in the guilt of her disobedience.
Zed had pacifically ordered that no agent should go alone, due to the
disappearance of 3 agents. He said he had enough problems without the
need of another missing agent to top it off.
Yet here she was doing exactly opposite of that. But who could blame
her? After losing her two closest friends and her partner (whom she
didn't much care for, except as far as being her ticket to keeping
her out of the lab or partnering up with U), Elle couldn't just sit
there twiddling her thumbs and hoping for the best. She had to be in
the action.
Unfortunately she had to leave behind U's back, knowing full well
that he would rather give another lecture to the alien children than
go off on a wild goose chase.
It had been easy to sneak out without Zed noticing. Almost every
agent had taken the assignment of tracking down the psychopath, so
all she had to do was blend in.
The detector on the dashboard suddenly gave a faint beep.
Immediately, Elle slammed on her brakes. The car gave a satisfying
screech as it stopped automatically.
Elle climbed out of the car, gripping her Carbonizer and holding the
detector in the other hand. She paced the alley, hoping to get a
clearer signal.
But as she strolled about, the signal didn't show any variation. Elle
frowned. She had already covered the entire area, yet the trail
remain faint.
Just as she was about to give in thinking there may be a glitch in
the circuitry of the detector, she spotted movement in the dumpster.
Fingering the trigger, she walked up to it. Wrinkling her nose,
Elle's brain screamed at her to retreat. Her sinuses tingled with
pain from the stench.
Ignoring her body, Elle pushed the lid of the dumpster back quickly.
But as she did, something small sprang out at her and landed upon the
Carbonizer.
Elle let out a startled gasp and dropped her weapon. The creature
jumped off of it and scuttled into a pile of dirty newspapers.
Realizing what it was, she sighed in relief, and her breathing
returned to normal.
The rat bared its teeth at her and hissed. Then it continued to chew
upon the bread crust it held in its paws.
Picking up her firearm, Elle noticed a goopy, brown substance
clinging on it. She groaned when she realized that it was rat feces.
"I hate alleys," Elle muttered.
The rat, hearing her voice, hissed again. Then it scurried down into
a storage drain.
Elle watched it disappeared below. Suddenly an idea struck
her. "Nothing is what it seems," Elle said, repeating the wise MIB
saying.
Kneeling onto the ground, Elle tugged at a manhole cover and put it
aside. Just as she had anticipated, the detector's alarm frequency
increased.